Married to the Uncle of Love Rival

That night, Jane Anran had a dream.

In the dream, he and Luo Wei were wearing ancient costumes, tied back to back, riding on donkeys, parading the streets, and the streets were full of people wearing ancient costumes pointing fingers at them.

He stretched out his hand and tried to interlock his fingers with Luo Wei, but Luo Wei calmly refused.

Afterwards, they were tied back to back to wooden posts, with dry firewood under their feet.

All around were shouts: "Burn them! Burn them!"

laugh!

The dry wood is lit, and the fire snake dances wildly.

He whispered to Luo Wei, "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble..."

Luo Wei said, "This is life."

The raging flames rushed forward, and Jian Anran also woke up.

call!

Jian Anran let out a long breath and turned on the light, but the next second she was in a trance again because of the unfamiliar room.

After a long time, Jian Anran came back to her senses, and remembered that this was the guest room of the Jiang family, not the nest that Luo Wei had prepared for herself.

The hallucination of being abandoned made Jian Anran feel sad again, her lips were dry, her nasal tube was dry, and her throat was so dry that it was about to split.

He had no choice but to get up and pour himself a glass of water, sip it, and look out the window.

The sky shines on the snow, which is not inferior to the brightness inside the house.

But thinking of that trance dream, Jian Anran was caught by confusion again.

He knew that he would have this dream because he watched the masterpiece "The Tale of Near Pine" by the film master Kenji Mizoguchi before going to bed.In the dream, the scene where he and Luo Wei were tied up and paraded through the streets was almost the same as the ending of "The Tale of Near Pine", both of them were wearing clothes from the Edo period, but——

At the end of the movie, the heroine and heroine, who are no longer escaping, hold hands tightly, regard death as a wedding, and walk towards the execution ground with a smile on their faces.In the dream, I wanted to hold Luo Wei's hand but was pushed away, and I didn't get a forgiveness from the other party until I was burned...

Why is this happening?

Jian Anran held her head, unable to figure it out.

……

At seven o'clock in the morning, Jian Anran, who was sleep deprived, went downstairs to have breakfast.

The third aunt was very surprised: "Why don't young masters sleep a little longer?"

Jane Anran: "I'm used to going to bed early and getting up early."

"It would be great for the young master to be half as diligent as the young master."

The third aunt smiled, brought out the authentic Beijing breakfast such as porridge, coke rings, fried liver, noodle tea, etc., and asked Jian Anran: "Can the young master eat soybean juice?"

"What is soybean juice?"

"Soybean juice is a traditional snack in the capital. Those who like it like it very much, and those who don't like it will feel sick when they smell it."

The third aunt said: "I was afraid that the young master would not be used to the bean juice, so I didn't bring it out on purpose. If you want to try it, I will bring it for you later!"

Jian Anran thought for a while and said, "Then wait until I'm full before taking it. After all, I'm not sure whether I can accept the taste of soybean juice. Maybe I won't be able to eat anything after eating soybean juice."

"it is good."

The third aunt is a neat person, she went back to the kitchen to prepare soybean juice for Jian Anran.

On the other hand, Jian Anran tasted all the Beijing special breakfasts carefully prepared by her third aunt, and felt that fried liver and stewed liver were the best, but the taste of noodle tea was temporarily unacceptable.

At this time, Jiang Cheng also got up.

Sleepy-eyed, he saw that Jian Anran had almost finished her breakfast before eight o'clock in the morning, so he couldn't help muttering: "Why do you wake up so early!"

"Getting up early is good for your health," Jian Anran said, "Cousin, you might as well try it."

"It's fine, why go to bed early and get up early..."

Jiang Cheng complained and sat down, took the bean juice from the third aunt's hand casually, took a sip, and said with admiration, "Sure enough, the bean juice from the third aunt is the most authentic. It's just that the amount is a bit small."

"This cup is for the young master," the third aunt took out a large cup full of soybean juice, and said, "This is for you."

"Just say..."

Jiang Cheng took the big glass and tasted it like red wine.

Jane Anran: ...I can't understand this guy's taste.

Third Aunt poured another small cup for Jian Anran: "Let's try the taste."

"Thank you, Third Aunt."

Jian Anran took the bean juice, smelled it, and immediately the rancid smell rose to the top of the sky. After taking a sip, the subtle feeling of vomiting enveloped her whole body.

"...Third Aunt, I'm sure I can't bear the taste of soybean juice!"

"Don't force yourself if you can't eat it."

The third aunt took back the bean juice, and said to Jiang Cheng who was beside her, "Master, are you still going to Liulichang today?"

"I won't go to Liulichang today," Jiang Cheng said, "I want to introduce my little cutie to my friends."

Jian Anran: "...I'm not interested in those cronies of yours."

The third aunt also said: "Master, are you not afraid that the old man and Mrs. Madam will beat you to death if they find out?"

"Don't be afraid, the skin is thick and the flesh is thick, it won't kill you."

Jiang Cheng showed a rascal smile.

However, Jian Anran really didn't want to meet Jiang Cheng's friends. After breakfast, she went back to her room to do the original painting, and didn't stop working until noon because of the noise downstairs.

……

Downstairs is busy at the moment.

Under the service of his son and daughter-in-law, the old man of the Jiang family walked into the living room with a cane in good spirits.

Jiang Cheng, who has always been in the air, has also become honest at this moment, sticking behind the old man, not daring to take a breath.

But this guy has been doing bad things all year round, no matter how careful he is, he still——

"Stinky boy is suddenly so honest, did he do something bad again and wait for your dad to wipe your ass?"

The old man beat his cane to train his grandson.

Jiang Cheng dare not speak.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jiang also thought that her precious son was causing trouble outside again without telling her, and scolded, "What the hell is going on with you kid! You've been making your grandpa angry all day long!"

"No, this time I really..."

"How dare I talk back to you!"

Mrs. Jiang signaled her son with her eyes: "Kneel down for your grandfather!"

"Oh."

Jiang Cheng knelt down aggrieved.

Although the old man didn't know what his grandson was doing behind the back of his family's back, but seeing him kneeling so simply, he suddenly became furious and swung his cane to--

"Do not hit!"

Jian Anran hurriedly stopped her.

Hearing the sound, the old man looked up and saw the young man who looked like his daughter. He was suddenly in a trance and confused, squinting his eyes and asked, "Help me take a look, am I old and dizzy again? Why do I feel like I saw Mengmeng?"

Mrs. Jiang said: "Father, you are not mistaken, this child really looks like my sister-in-law."

Mr. Jiang also said: "Fortunately, it's a boy. If it's a girl, I'll definitely admit it."

"It really looks like this..."

Mr. Jiang thought for a moment, then looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly claimed the credit: "Grandpa, he is the son of my sister-in-law I just brought back from S city. His name is Jian Anran, and his nickname is Ranran!"

"Of course... Mengmeng's son..."

The old man was stunned, and fell down on the sofa, tears pouring down his cheeks, and he couldn't stop chanting: "Mengmeng... Mengmeng...you...you...you know you're home..."

"dad……"

"grandfather……"

The three members of the Jiang family hurriedly gathered around to comfort them.

Seeing this, Jian Anran, who was hesitant to call "Grandpa", couldn't control her emotions. She walked up to the old man and said, "Grandpa, I..."

When the old man heard the "Grandpa", tears immediately flowed down like a flood: "You, what did you call me just now? I didn't hear you clearly, call it again!"

"Grandpa..."

Jane Anran repeated.

The old man laughed through his tears.

He pushed away his son, wife and grandson, waved to Jian Anran and said, "Good grandson, come here and let grandpa have a look."

"Ah."

Jian Anran walked in front of the old man, half kneeling.

The old man took a deep breath, stretched out his wrinkled hands, and tremblingly touched the child's ears, cheeks, and mouth...

Everywhere had to be double-checked with his eyes and fingers before he could believe that he was not dreaming, and that there was really a child standing in front of him, a child who was connected with his daughter by flesh and blood.

"...Mengmeng...how could you run away from home for so many years just because your father didn't agree with your marriage with that kid...until now...Dad has been thinking about you all these years...Dad...Dad is so regretful... Dad really regrets..."

As he spoke, the old man burst into tears again.

Jian Anran felt ashamed, and said to the old man: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, my mother can't come back...she..."

"She's dead, right?"

Jane Anran lowered her eyes and said nothing.

The old man smiled bitterly, and said: "Sure enough, it's not because Mengmeng hasn't come back until now because she still hates me...she has forgiven me, she just can't come back...she...she..."

"Dad, take your medicine quickly!"

Seeing that his father's fingers were twitching badly, Mr. Jiang quickly delivered the medicine, and Mrs. Jiang also brought warm water.

After taking the medicine, the old man's condition improved. He touched the child's head and said, "Will you leave this time?"

"I……"

Jian Anran wanted to leave after a few days, but when she saw the expectant eyes of the old man, her words were stuck in her throat, and she whispered, "If grandpa doesn't drive me away, I won't leave."

"Grandpa wishes to keep you forever, how could he drive you away."

The old man patted the child on the shoulder dotingly, and said to Jiang Cheng, who was at the side with a low eyebrow, "You finally did something human!"

"grandfather……"

The disparate treatment that was so partial to the eyes of his throat made Jiang Cheng aggrieved, and he dared not speak out.

The old man sighed again while hugging Jian Anran.

After a long time, he took down a piece of Hetian jade, put it in the child's palm, and said, "Of course, Grandpa didn't know you were coming back today, so he didn't prepare a gift. This piece of jade has been with me for most of my life, and now I give it to you as a gift!"

"Grandpa, this gift is too expensive, I..."

"I'll accept it for you!"

The old man's attitude is extremely strong.

The Jiang family couple also said: "Of course, this is your grandfather's heart!"

"Then I'll take it for now."

Jian Anran put away the jade pendant, took out the jade bracelet repaired with gold, and said: "Grandma said that the bracelet was originally good, but when my mother gave birth to me, it accidentally dropped on the ground and broke."

"It's not broken, it's the jade that protects the owner from disaster." Mr. Jiang said, "Good jade is spiritual."

"But my mother still..."

Jian Anran felt like crying again.

"Because she wants to give you the chance to live, just like her mother did back then..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Jiang sighed, picked up the bracelet, and said, "It took a lot of effort to repair the broken bracelet so beautifully."

"This bracelet—"

"Grandpa, are you tired? I'll beat your back."

Jiang Cheng suddenly grabbed the white.