In a room of the Yan family, you can see a large cherry blossom tree planted at the door of this room, and a swing. Shao Lingling looked at the swing and saw that the rope was still a little new, so she touched it with her hands.

"As time goes by, the rope will always be changed." Yan Feng stepped forward and pulled the rope. Every year he would take the initiative to change the rope of the swing. He didn't know who it was for. Now that he saw Shao Lingling, he

I really hope she can sit on the swing.

Shao Lingling looked at the swing, then at Yan Feng, "I want to try it."

"Okay." Yan Feng helped Shao Lingling sit on the swing, and then shook it gently.

Shao Lingling sat on the swing and was swung up. Because the weather was very good today, she could imagine that her mother was the same at that time. She was sitting on the swing, enjoying the breeze blowing through her hair, and

Face.

After swinging for a few minutes, Shao Lingling got off the swing...

Yan Feng opened the door and saw that Yan Xi's room was very clean. Someone would clean it every day...

Shao Lingling walked into the room. Although it had been a long time, she could still feel that everything in the room had been cleaned very clean.

Yan Feng looked at Shao Lingling's appearance and walked out of the door. Shao Lingling watched the door being slightly closed.

Shao Lingling walked to the dressing table next to her and looked at the cosmetics on it. Some of them were half used, but they were not lost. They were just left there, as if waiting for their owner.

Shao Lingling touched the dressing table with her hand, then sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror. She held the comb placed there in her hand. The comb was very delicate. Shao Lingling rubbed the engraving on it with her hand. There was an engraving on it.

The word "brook".

"Mom...have you ever used this before?" Shao Lingling combed her hair with a comb.

Shao Lingling opened the drawer and saw a lot of jewelry inside, all well taken care of. Then she stood up and walked to the bed. The bed was covered with clean sheets and could smell the sun.

Shao Lingling looked at the bed, where she was lying, her whole body was warm, as if she was in her mother's arms, "Mom... I finally found my relative, why are you no longer there?"

Shao Lingling shed a tear from the corner of her eye and dropped it on the bed. She looked at a photo frame beside the bed and reached out to take it. She looked at Yan Xi inside and smiled happily. She touched it gently with her hand, "Why..."

After Shang Hao left the living room, he followed Yan Ke's instructions and found the door of Yan Xi's room. He looked at Yan Feng sitting on the steps outside and looked at each other.

"Shang Hao."

"Master Yan."

"Just call me uncle." Yan Feng stood up and looked at the person in front of him, "When I saw her photo that day, I knew that this child was Xiaoxi's."

"Because they look alike?"

"It's that feeling of blood connection." Yan Feng walked under the cherry blossom tree, "At that time I knew that this child was married, and I felt a little sad. Why didn't I find it earlier."

"Isn't it great that I have found it now?"

"It's different. You have also seen that there is only one girl in the Yan family in this life. The first one is my sister Yan Xi, and the second one is my sister's daughter. I have never sent my sister to a wedding in my life.

My niece didn't even attend the wedding." Yan Feng's heart ached a little, "It's something I can't make up for."

"Uncle..."

"Let's go in and have a look!"

Shang Hao opened the door, walked inside, looked at Shao Lingling lying on the bed, and walked over, "Lingling."

"Ah Hao." Shao Lingling looked at the person who came in, holding the photo in her hand, and looked at Shang Hao, "Originally, I always thought that I would be strong, but looking at her photo, I suddenly wanted to see her."

"Do you know? I was very confused when I found out." Shang Hao stepped forward and saw that her eyes were slightly red and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, so he wiped them with his hands, "I know you are strong on the outside but soft on the inside.

I'm afraid you'll be sad."

"I..." Shao Lingling looked at Shang Hao and threw herself into his arms, "If I didn't know, I might not feel uncomfortable, but when I knew, I felt very sad."

"Be good, don't cry. I believe mom doesn't want you to cry." Shang Hao put his arms around Shao Lingling and looked down at Shao Lingling. He slowly raised his head and saw someone sitting on the bed. She looked very similar to Shao Lingling.

He looked at himself, smiled at himself, and then looked at the person in his arms with very soft eyes.

Shang Hao looked at her and raised the corners of his lips with a smile, and said softly: "I will always be by your side, and our child."

The person in his arms slowly calmed down after listening to Shang Hao's words, and then let go of him, "I just want to calm down."

Shang Hao watched her slowly calm down, then let go of her, walked to the desk, saw the comb, took it over, and combed his hair with the comb, "Do you know who gave this comb?"

"The comb I used just now has my mother's name on it." Shao Lingling remembered combing it just now, "Who gave it to me?"

"It was a gift from your father." Shang Hao looked at her and combed her hair with a comb, "In ancient times, combs had the meaning of private subscription for life and growing old together."

"Then why didn't you give it to me?" Shao Lingling looked at the comb and then looked up at Shang Hao, "You see how romantic it is."

"Um..." Shang Hao was helplessly silent for a while, "I..."

"Humph," Shao Lingling took the comb in Shang Hao's hand and combed his hair with the comb, "I remember in ancient times, mothers would ask their mothers to comb their daughters' hair when they were getting married. One comb would be done to the bottom, and the second comb would be as white as the eyebrows.

, three combs of children and a whole house of grandchildren...it's a pity that I don't have any."

"Silly, there is someone who can comb it for you." Shang Hao took the comb, "My eyebrows are looking forward to the warmth of the gauze lamp, and the fragrance of ink is flowing through the waterfall. I have been passionately passionate about it, but my hair is left around the front edge."

"kindness."

Shang Hao combed his hair and put it in front of the dressing mirror. Then he pulled Shang Hao to the door. Shao Lingling looked back at everything in the room and said with a smile, "Mom."

"Mom will know." Shang Hao smiled and took her hand, pushed open the bedroom door, and then the two of them walked out...

The two walked out and saw Yan Ke and Yan Feng outside. They looked at the people coming out and said, "Go to the ancestral hall!"

"good."

The four of them walked along the path to the Yan family's ancestral hall.

At this time, Ji Chenglin and Mrs. Yan and several other people had arrived in the ancestral hall. Ji Chenglin looked at Yan Xi's name in the ancestral hall, and there was some pain on his originally calm face, "Xiaoxi..."

Mrs. Yan looked at Ji Chenglin's appearance, and then looked at Yanxi's sign, "Xiaoxi! Chenglin is coming, and your daughter will be here soon."

"Xiaoxi, why have I not been willing to come for so many years? The first reason is that I feel sorry for you. I didn't find the child. The second reason is that I don't want to come." Ji Chenglin knelt there and said, how come for so many years, he didn't know

What kind of mentality do you have to come here? "Xiaoxi, are you angry?"

"How could Xiaoxi be angry? Xiaoxi is so good." Old Mrs. Yan lit the incense and placed it in front of Yanxi's sign. "Xiaoxi, it's been so many years. Can you rest assured that the child is back?"

At this time, Yan Feng walked in at the door of the ancestral hall, and Shao Lingling walked in behind him. Looking at the many signs placed in the ancestral hall, he saw Yan Xi's sign and Ji Chenglin kneeling there.

"Lingling, this is your mother." Mrs. Yan looked at the people who came in, touched the sign with her hand and looked at Shao Lingling, "Children, come here."

Ji Chenglin stood up slowly. He might have knelt for too long and his feet were numb. He was about to fall. He immediately held him up with one hand. Ji Chenglin raised his head and looked at the person beside him, "Lingling."

"Be careful." Shao Lingling looked at the person beside her and whispered. After seeing that he stood firm, she let go.

Where Ji Xia was standing, looking at his uncle, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why had he been looking at his uncle for so many years? He stayed at home every day except for work, and looking for his children except for business. Now

Seeing him finally find the child, it felt like he had finally completed his work.

Shao Lingling walked to Yan Xi's sign and knelt down. Shang Hao walked over and knelt down too. Shao Lingling looked at the people around her, then looked up at Yan Xi's name, "Mom, I'm back."

Mrs. Yan looked at the kneeling Shao Lingling, took a piece of incense and said, "Xiaoxi, your daughter looks a lot like you, have you seen it?"

"Mom, look, this person beside me has always protected me." Shao Lingling said to Yan Xi, "Mom..."

Shang Hao looked at the incense handed over by Mrs. Yan, and then lay down facing Yan Xi, "Mom... I am Lingling's husband Shang Hao. Although I have never met you, I believe you must love your daughter very much. I

I love her very much and I will always be by her side."

"Mom, don't worry!"

Ji Chenglin looked at the two people, then looked at the names on the sign, closed his eyes and walked out of the ancestral hall. Standing outside the ancestral hall, Yan Ke looked at the two kneeling people, and then walked outside.

"Ji Cheng Lin."

"Yan Ke..."

"I should call you second brother!" Yan Ke smiled and looked into the distance, "For more than twenty years, I still can't believe that my sister has left me."

"You can't believe it, and I can't believe it either." Ji Chenglin said calmly. In the past few years, he had been trying hard to forget what happened more than twenty years ago. If it hadn't been for those things, he should be happy now.

"In the past few years, I have also heard that you have always been alone." Yan Ke turned to look at Ji Chenglin. He didn't pay attention in the first few years. Later, he also heard about the Ji family's affairs, and he also paid attention silently.

I didn't expect that he has been alone for more than 20 years, except working and looking for children.

Over the past twenty years, from his disbelief at first to his admiration now, he never imagined that he fell in love with Xiao Xi...

At this time, in the ancestral hall, Shang Hao helped Shao Lingling stand up and looked at the sign beside him, "This is..."

"Xiaoxi's father and grandfather." Mrs. Yan looked at it, then handed it to Xiang, "Bye bye."

Shao Lingling looked at her, looked over, took the incense and bowed, "Grandpa, Grandpa Zeng."

"I believe they are relieved too." After Mrs. Yan finished speaking, she shook her head, "Get out!"
Chapter completed!