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When Jiang Ruochu saw Xi Xinlan agreed, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's go shopping tomorrow."

"Shopping?" Xi Xinlan was really confused.

Jiang Ruochu blinked, her eyes sparkling.

"This is the agreement between Lin Yuanhang and I."

Lin Yuanhang always had a regret in his previous life.

When he was a child, he and his father were often dragged shopping by Xi Xinlan. When his father was still alive, the family was relatively well-off, so Xi Xinlan could indulge herself a little.

Later, his father passed away, and the family was supported by Xi Xinlan's salary alone. She was short of money, and when she went shopping, she would just look and try things, but would not buy anything.

Later, when Lin Yuanhang grew up, perhaps because of his nature as a boy, he didn't like shopping. So after he made money, he was willing to buy clothes, cosmetics and flowers for his mother, but he just didn't like to go shopping with Xi Xinlan.

Xi Xinlan felt quite regretful and said that she hoped her son would find a girlfriend soon so that she could go shopping with her son's girlfriend.

So Lin Yuanhang hopes that Jiang Ruchu can help him make up for this regret and go shopping with his mother.

Jiang Ruochu readily agreed and went shopping.

She is very good at it.

After hearing this request, Xi Xinlan's eyes suddenly turned red, probably because she realized her son's purpose.

She held Jiang Ruochu's hand and choked up, "Okay, let's go shopping. You are all good children, all good children..."

After leaving Xi Xinlan's home, Jiang Ruochu took a look at the chat messages, all of which were sent by Lin Yuanhang, anxiously asking her about his mother's condition.

Xi Xinlan’s current state is both strong and fragile, but she is still stronger.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Ruochu replied to Lin Yuanhang with four words.

"A mother is strong."

Lin Yuanhang was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

He sat alone on the dark red rock. The sky was pitch black. Magma was gushing out from the cracks in the ground. Souls were screaming in pain all around him.

The next day, Jiang Ruochu got up early, rented a very spacious Maybach, hired a driver, and drove the car to the downstairs of Xi Xinlan's house.

Jiang Ruochu stood by the car door and greeted Xi Xinlan: "Aunt Xinlan, good morning."

Xi Xinlan looked at the picture and felt dazed for a moment. She remembered a picture her five-year-old son had drawn before.

There are big houses and big cars in the painting.

Her son was standing by the car holding his father's hand, his mouth smiling so much that it seemed to reach the sky, while she was wearing a red dress and walked out of the big house happily.

When her husband saw the painting, he hugged his son and gave him a big kiss, feeling both amused and helpless.

"My dear son has put pressure on me. He wants me to buy a big house and a car!"

Lin Yuanhang shook his little head and said in a baby voice, "No, I will buy a big house and a big car for Mom and Dad in the future."

Lin Yuanhang's words made his parents laugh heartily.

Good memories are always short-lived. Xi Xinlan came out of her memories, took a deep breath, and tried to force out a smile: "Good morning. Xiao Jiang, Xiao Cui, have you eaten?"

Cui Xuemeng said softly: "Hello, Auntie, I haven't eaten yet."

Jiang Ruochu didn't come alone today, she also called Cui Xuemeng.

Anyway, school hasn’t started yet, and Cui Xuemeng is staying alone anyway, so she might as well come over and play with us.

The most important thing is that Jiang Ruochu felt that Cui Xuemeng and Xi Xinlan, one lacked fatherly and motherly love, and the other had just lost her son, so perhaps the two could get along with each other.

Of course, getting along with others depends on fate and cannot be forced.

Xi Xinlan said enthusiastically: "The child is still growing and can't be hungry. Come here, I have some buns and homemade soy milk."

Jiang Ruochu took the bag and smelled it: "Is it filled with pickled cabbage and beef?"

Xi Xinlan was stunned for half a second, then she thought that since Jiang Ruchu knew her son so well, it was not surprising that he would know that.

"Yes, do you like it?"

"Hehe, I like it. Thank you Aunt Xinlan." Jiang Ruochu happily took the buns and soy milk and shared them with Cui Xuemeng while saying, "Let's get in the car. We can talk while we walk."

Because the Maybach is so eye-catching, many neighbors would curiously take a few more glances when passing by.

There was surprise, envy, suspicion, and curiosity in these people's eyes.

In fact, Xi Xinlan's tough attitude in the lawsuit has caused many people in real life and on the Internet to doubt her purpose, thinking that she was trying to hype and use her son's death to get more compensation.

Jiang Ruochu was worried that Xi Xinlan would be saddened by the strange gazes from the people around her, so she wanted to comfort Xi Xinlan, but unexpectedly Xi Xinlan spoke first and shook her head: "Don't worry about them."

One thing she learned after her son's death was not to care too much about other people's opinions.

Jiang Ruochu was a little surprised, but still nodded.

Because it was still early and the shopping mall had not yet opened, Jiang Ruochu and Cui Xuemeng accompanied Xi Xinlan to the local landscape park first.

Ninghe City is very suitable for retirement, with a pleasant climate all year round, not too hot in summer and not too cold in winter.

The three of them strolled in the landscape park, and their mood was instantly healed by the morning sunshine.

At first, Cui Xuemeng was a little reserved, but gradually, she relaxed, with the liveliness and energy that is unique to her age.

A year after her son's death, Xi Xinlan showed a rare bright smile on her face.

Jiang Ruochu also took a lot of photos for Xi Xinlan. Of course, she did not forget to send these photos to Lin Yuanhang at the same time.

At this time, Lin Yuanhang was wandering around in the hell world, helping Jiang Ruchu find medicine that could wake people up.

When he received the photo, he couldn't help but slow down his flying speed, and finally landed slowly on the ground, gently and cherishingly stroking his mother's face in the photo.

After Jiang Ruochu and Xi Xinlan finished visiting the park, they went to a snack bar together under Xi Xinlan's guidance.

It was estimated that Xi Xinlan was an old customer. When the boss saw her, he took the initiative to greet her: "You haven't been here for a long time. You seem to be in good spirits today."

Xi Xinlan smiled and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, and I miss the boss's cooking very much. Today my son's friends came to see me, so I specially brought them here for dinner."

Xi Xinlan has defined Jiang Ruochu as her son's friend.

When the boss served the food, he also took the initiative to add a side dish: "I know that kid's case is going to go to court soon, come on."

Xi Xinlan's smile paused, and finally she nodded slowly.

Along the way, she has indeed suffered a lot of malicious attacks and criticisms, but there are also kind people who support and encourage her.

This made it less difficult for Xi Xinlan to hold on.

After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they went to the mall.

Stepping into the mall again, Xi Xinlan felt like it was just like something happened in her previous life. She looked around, and when her eyes fell on the clothes in a store, Jiang Ruochu pulled her in.

The clerk received them very warmly.

Jiang Ruochu asked the clerk to take the clothes off the model and let Xi Xinlan try them on.

"Is red too bright?" Xi Xinlan stood in front of the mirror, looking left and right.

Although she liked the style of the top, she was worried that the red color was not suitable for her age.

Jiang Ruochu carefully provided reference for Xi Xinlan.

"This is a dark red, not bright red. It's not too bright, but it complements your complexion."

Cui Xuemeng also praised her: "Auntie looks really good in this outfit!"

"Is that so?" Xi Xinlan said with some hesitation, "But I'm already old..."

"What do you mean by old age?" Jiang Ruochu said disapprovingly, "Women can't set limits for themselves. Wear whatever color you want."

"If you like it, wear it now, it's neither too early nor too late."

Xi Xinlan was somewhat tempted by what Jiang Ruochu said. She took out the tag again and wanted to take a look at the price, but before she could see clearly, she was blocked by Jiang Ruochu.

"Auntie, don't worry about the price. I'll help Lin Yuanhang deliver it to you."

Xi Xinlan waved her hands quickly: "No, no, how can I let you pay?"

"Lin Yuanhang had left a few paintings with me before, and I helped sell them recently. So to be precise, it was he who paid for it, and the money for the lawsuit also came from it, so you don't have to be embarrassed."

After hearing this, Xi Xinlan let go of the hand holding the label.

When Jiang Ruochu was ready to pay for the clothes, she asked again: "Is the money enough? If not, I..."

Jiang Ruochu comforted her: "It's enough, more than enough."

After paying the bill, Xi Xinlan couldn't let go of the new clothes, as if they were really given to her by her son.