Before Ruan Jiaojiao and Xu Xu followed Ma Liu out, they subconsciously glanced at the stairwell. Yuan Man'er's ink painting was still there...

The Yuan family's car was parked in the yard. When Ruan Jiaojiao got in the car, she glanced into the house. Through the window, she saw that Mrs. Yuan did not stand at the window to see her off as before, but stood at At the top of the stairs, he raised his head slightly.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought that she was probably looking at Yuan Man'er.

"Grandma Liu, Grandma Yuan seems to be in a bad mood. Please stay with her more." Before getting into the car, Ruan Jiaojiao said to Liu's mother who was escorting them out.

Mother Liu smiled and nodded to her, and handed her the small gift box she had in hand: "Miss Jiaojiao, this is the cake that the young master just sent this morning. It's chocolate flavored. Madam asked you to take it back to eat. "

"Okay, thank grandma for me." Ruan Jiaojiao did not delay, but generously accepted the small gift box and watched Liu's mother close the car door.

Mother Liu watched the car drive out of the yard, then turned back.

As soon as I returned to the house, I saw Mrs. Yuan standing in the stairwell, looking at the painting.

"Madam." She walked up to her and supported her: "Take care of yourself."

Mrs. Yuan patted her hand and smiled bitterly: "What are you being careful about? I don't care about this body for a long time. I'm just afraid of death... afraid of seeing her after death."

"Mrs……"

"Liu Ling, how much did Man'er hate my mother back then?" she asked, her tone was very sad, but even though she was so sad, not a single tear fell.

What's even more sad is that if she could turn back time, her choice might still be the same, and she would still leave her little self in that vast ocean...

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On the way back, Ruan Jiaojiao and Xu Xu sat in the back seat together.

She glanced at the driver in front of her who was driving seriously, and asked Xu Xu in a low voice: "Brother Xu, do you think the person Grandma Yuan mentioned just now is the little girl in the painting?"

That Yuan Man'er, she had a strange feeling every time she saw him.

But she couldn't describe what it felt like.

"Miss Jiaojiao is talking about the Yuan family's youngest daughter, Yuan Man'er?" Before Xu Xu could answer, the driver in front of her started talking.

Ruan Jiaojiao immediately leaned on the back of the front seat, curiously stuck her head out and asked, "Does the driver know?"

"Of course I know. No one in our area doesn't know that." The driver said, pausing for two seconds: "Old Mrs. Yuan gave birth to five children in total, four boys, and the youngest is a girl."

"It's just that I don't know why the little girl didn't grow up. I just heard that she died when she was very young. For her, the Yuan family holds a free clinic every year. I heard that it was for the girl who died young. My daughter is praying for blessings."

"Of course, I don't know if this is true or not, but it's just the rumor in our area." The driver finally said, quite embarrassed: "Don't talk to Mrs. Yuan about these things..."

"I know." Ruan Jiaojiao nodded in understanding and retracted her little head.

He looked calm on the face, but in his heart he had already made a lot of guesses. He just thought that there were outsiders in the car, so he didn't continue to ask, but stayed silent all the way to Ruan's house.

As soon as the car stopped at Ruan's house, the person who ran up to help open the door was not the Ruan family or Shu Lang, but a pretty girl wearing a red woolen dress, wedge heels and high heels.

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