"She is..." Han Baoluo stared blankly at the woman in the portrait. When he met those scorching eyes, he felt as if she was smiling at him.

 “This is my daughter, Yue Niang.” Cui Mi stroked the silk and said in a confused voice.

The edges of the silk fabric have become rough, which shows that the owner often took them out for inspection.

Han Baoluo stared at him absentmindedly. The woman in the portrait was clearly her mother when she was young. And if her mother was the daughter of this old gentleman, wouldn't he be her grandfather?

 Grandpa, what a warm word this is.

She had fantasized countless times that she also had a maternal wife who could stand up for herself when the Luo mother and daughter bullied her.

 But the mother has no father or mother, these are just her extravagant hopes.

 But now who will tell her, how could a father suddenly appear out of a mother who has no father or mother?

Han Baoluo opened his mouth several times to speak. He had too many questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

Shen Yizhi held her hand, and Qing Bao also held her with his warm little hands.

 The warmth from her hand brought her back to her senses: "Mom, kiss her...isn't she an orphan?"

"Nonsense! Who told you that your mother is an orphan? If your mother is an orphan, then who am I?"

After Cui Mi finished speaking, he couldn't help but show a nervous expression: "Child, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about..."

 The more anxious you are, the more incoherent you will be.

 Seeing this famous old gentleman acting so anxiously in front of him, Han Baoluo felt a little bit sore in his heart while being surprised.

She smiled gently and said, "I know. Can you tell me about my mother's past?"

Cui Mi agreed repeatedly: "Okay, okay, if you want to hear it, I'll tell you everything right now."

His eyes fell on the portrait and fell into memories.

"When your mother was five years old, your grandmother passed away. At that time, I lied to her and said that your grandmother was just going to recuperate from illness. She would come back when she recovered. She ran to the door every day to see her. Wait for your grandma to come back at the intersection..."

Following Cui Mi's narration, the image of a well-behaved and sensible but extremely distressed little girl was sketched in several people's minds.

The little girl grew up day by day, and gradually understood her father's lies. However, she did not blame her father, but became more sensible.

"Your mother is very capable. She has been learning to take care of things since she was ten years old, and she has arranged everything in the house in order..."

"As you get older, your mother becomes more and more graceful. Before she even had hair extensions, many young men asked family members to propose marriage, but your mother didn't like any of them. She even said she would never marry, so she would stay with her. As an old man, I said that if she gets married, I will definitely not be able to take care of myself and make the house a mess..."

“Your mother goes to Foshan Temple outside the city to stay for a while every year. Firstly, she prays for your grandmother, and secondly,”

 At this point, Cui Mi laughed: "Your mother likes the vegetarian food in the temple very much."

Han Baoluo thought to himself: It turns out that my mother was also a foodie.

"Your mother is familiar with the road to Foshan Temple. She has never had any trouble in the past years. Who would have expected that this time..."

Cui Mi's voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were moist.

Han Baoluo suddenly had a bad premonition and couldn't help but ask: "What happened that time? My mother..."

“Your mother, she never came back after she went out that time.”

Even though he knew that his mother was doing well later, Han Baoluo couldn't help but feel his heart twitch when he heard this.

"They said they met bandits. The carriage your mother was riding in was found at the foot of the cliff. It was smashed to pieces, and the people inside couldn't...recognize their human form. Fortunately, your mother was not found inside, so I just thought , Your mother must have been saved, but she can’t come back yet. I kept sending people to look for her, and so many years passed without realizing it..."

"I came to Langcheng this time because I got a clue. The jasper silk skirt your mother wore on the day she disappeared was left by your grandmother. She liked it very much, but rarely wore it. That day, I sent out I found out that the jasper silk skirt was actually worn by a wealthy businessman’s daughter. I asked around and found out that it came from Langcheng.”

Jasper silk skirt!

Han Baoluo didn’t expect that this dress was left to her by her mother-in-law.

 At this moment, she wanted to beat herself to death for selling her skirt in order to buy Pingyang Flower.

She said in a difficult voice: "Grandpa, I sold that dress..."

 She thought that after learning about this incident, Cui Mi would have a bad impression of her.

However, Cui Mi's focus was not on that at all. When he heard her calling his grandfather, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "My child, can you call me again?"

 Han Baoluo: “…Grandpa.”

"Hey." Cui Mi's eyes were full of tears, but there was a satisfied smile on his face, which made people feel sad.

Qing Bao walked over and handed him a candy: "Grandpa, eat candy. It's sweet. You won't cry after eating it."

 He actually used the tricks Shen Yizhi used to coax him.

Cui Mi was very moved, "Okay, okay, grandpa stopped crying after eating the candy, good boy."

He took the candy and put it in his mouth. It was sweet and filled his heart.

He couldn't help but touched Qing Bao's head.

This kid is really lovable.

While eating sweets, Cui Mi remembered what Han Baoluo said about selling the skirt. His first reaction was not to blame, but: "My child, are you having a hard time in the Han family? Has Han Zhengqing abused you?" You tell grandpa, grandpa will vent your anger on your behalf!”

He was watching how Han Zhengqing's second daughter tried to frame Baolu!

His precious daughter gave birth to his precious granddaughter. It was too late for him to feel distressed, but she was bullied by the Han family. Looking back now, he really wanted to grab Han Zhengqing and beat him up!

And his second daughter, who was so vicious at a young age, actually wanted to ruin Bolu's reputation!

 Polu has lived in such an environment since she was a child, and I don’t know how those people tortured her. It’s hard for her to grow to such a big size...

The more Cui Mi thought about it, the more he felt sad and angry.

Han Baoluo looked at her grandfather who was so "furious" and wanted to stand up for her. She clearly felt happiness, but tears fell involuntarily.

Cui Mi panicked when he saw her crying. He wanted to comfort her but suddenly became clumsy and at a loss.

Han Baoluo took the initiative and threw himself into his arms, "Grandpa..."

Cui Mi froze at first, then hugged her into his arms, gently patted her back with his thin hands, "It's all grandpa's fault. I wish I had found you earlier, so you wouldn't have to go through this." It’s been a hard life for so many years.”

Han Baoluo shook his head, said nothing, just cried.

Shen Yizhi looked at it without saying a word. It would be better to let her cry and let it out. Otherwise, if she keeps it in her heart, she might one day crush herself.

 Others thought the same way.

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