Yu Jiangqing turned off the fire and looked sideways at Ding Ning, "Don't you want to know what your mother told me?"
Ding Ning pursed her lips slightly, but after a moment, she reached out to open the car door and followed Yu Jiangqing out of the car.
Yu Jiangqing reached out and held Ding Ning's slightly cold hand, and then led her towards Fan Guihua's grave.
Fan Guihua and Ding's father were buried together, and He Zhigang was buried far away by Yu Jiangqing. At least he would not be able to disturb them in the next life.
Fan Guihua was a famous beauty in Linshi when she was young, otherwise she would not have caused so many troubles.
Ding Ning looks a bit like her.
Ding Ning looked at the woman on the tombstone. The person in the photo was smiling peacefully.
Yu Jiangqing always held Ding Ning's hand and could feel the tension in her body.
The moonlight was bright, without any starlight.
Ding Ning kept looking at the woman on the tombstone. She had even forgotten everything about her mother around her, except for the bad things.
People are always like this, bad things will always be remembered, but good things will be quickly forgotten.
People hold grudges!
"The day you went back early, I went to see your mother." Yu Jiangqing said, squatting down and flicking the soil off the tombstone, "I originally went to ask her how to be a mother, but in the end I found out, Perhaps no one in this world loves you more than her, including me."
Ding Ning always stood, the moonlight stretched her figure long, her eyes reflected the moonlight, and also reflected the people on the tombstone.
"She said, let me treat you well and never let you live without money again in this life." Yu Jiangqing cleaned the tombstone, stood up and looked at Ding Ning.
Live a life without money
The tip of Ding Ning's nose was sore and her eyes were slightly red, with moisture slowly condensing in her eyes.
The original 30,000 yuan drove her and her mother to a dead end. The original 30,000 yuan left their family ruined.
Now she can spend 30,000 yuan, or even 300,000 yuan, or 3 million yuan.
However, Dad will not survive, and the past twenty years cannot be changed.
Fan Guihua has been cheated by money all her life. The only thing she can ask for for her daughter is not to live a happy life, but to stop being poor.
Money is not everything, but without money, nothing is possible.
Money is salvation and also the devil's abyss.
Ding Ning knelt down in front of the tombstone and rested his forehead on it.
Yu Jiangqing stood still and just kept looking at Ding Ning.
The only way to let go of the past is to face her first.
The spring breeze blew on her face, carrying a moderate temperature. Yu Jiangqing looked straight at the man's tombstone. The man was gentle and elegant, with clean eyes. I am afraid that such a person would be deceived.
If it hadn't been for that period of being deceived, he thought, Ding Ning would have had a completely different life, and it might have been a life that he couldn't reach.
In the apartment home, there are two babies less than two months old with completely opposite personalities. The little monkey is well-behaved and quiet, while the little orange can cause troubles.
Little Orange, who had been crying all night, has not stopped yet. On the other hand, the little monkey is lying in the cradle obediently, blinking at the ceiling with his big eyes. When he is sleepy, he closes his eyes and goes to sleep.
I'm so annoyed that I have to exchange children with someone else. This one in her family must be the reincarnation of a troublemaker.
Qian Yikun kept hugging and coaxing her. The little girl didn't eat, drink or poop, but she just kept crying.
"Ah - Qian Yikun, throw her out." Mo Fei screamed, lying next to the cradle and looking at the sleeping little monkey, "I want this, give the little orange to that bitch Yu Jiangqing."