Luo Chang suddenly raised his head: "what do you mean?"

Yofu turned around and said, "it means a literal explanation."

Luo Shang takes a look at Xia Anlan. He puts his hand on the top of Yan Qingsi's head. Her eyes are soft, just like his favorite little daughter.

That kind of warmth, Luo Shang felt that even if she laughed at her, she could do anything for him.

Luo Shang gritted his teeth and chased his wife: "tell me clearly, what's the matter?"

Mrs. you stopped in a relatively remote place in the garden and said, "you have been friends with the Xia family for many years. Do you know something about that year?"

"I know that grandma Xia's daughter Xiao AI died on the eve of her fifth birthday, but now uncle Anlan has found Yan Qingsi, which shows that Xiao AI didn't die in those years." Luo Shang didn't know much, and he just knew a little.

Who dares to ask more about the Xia family? No one dares to say anything behind their back.

Mrs. you reached out and pulled off a leaf and said, "I witnessed Xiao AI's death in those years. Her body was burnt to coke. She was dead. My uncle and aunt just didn't want to accept the pain. When they saw Yan Qingsi, they comforted themselves and told themselves that Xiao AI didn't die and gave them a granddaughter."

Luo Chang frowned and said, "if it's fake, how can uncle an LAN recognize her? Do you have any evidence? Don't talk nonsense without evidence. "

Mrs. you picked a leaf from another tree, held it up, and said: "in this world, there are so many similar people, can they all be said to be born? As like as two peas, they are the same two trees, but they come from two different trees. If you didn't see the action I saw just now, I said it was the leaves on a tree, would you believe it? "

Luo Chang didn't speak. She was waiting for Mrs. you's next words.

Mrs. you threw the leaf away: "besides, even if I have the evidence, I can't take it out. I'm just a adopted daughter of Xia family. Everyone is immersed in the joy of finding my granddaughter. I say this cruel fact at this time. Not only no one will excite me, but maybe I will be driven out of Xia family. I can't do that."

Luo Shang looked up and down at Mrs. you: "what's the meaning of telling me these things? Since you don't want to tell me, why do you tell me these things? If Yan Qingsi is true or false, but she can bring joy to the Xia family, it shows that her existence is also valuable." Mrs.

shook her head and said, "I told you that it's just a long time in my heart. I want to make complaints about it."

"As for that Yanqing silk, I'm afraid that the drunken man's intention is not wine. You can see her look at brother LAN. It's like a niece looking at her uncle. It's obviously looking at her beloved man."

Luo Chang was surprised and frowned. She tried to think about the scene just now. Yan Qingsi turned to her and couldn't see what her eyes were like.

"You Say Yanqing silk is Like Uncle Anlan? "

Mrs. you sneered: "what else can it be if you don't like it? With her face, she came to Xia's house deliberately just to please the two old people. It's not so simple. People's goal is bigger and farther. Don't you think it's strange to see them get along with each other? "

"Even if you're making out with your uncle, you don't have to cuddle all day. Maybe it's because you're here today, so She restrained a lot

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