It was in the middle of winter. Because of the snowflakes in Lingzhou recently, the snow on the road of shady Hutong has not yet completely melted.

"Creak, creak..."

It was the soft sound of old cotton shoes stepping on the snow.

Look carefully, a line of shallow footprints, left behind the fortune teller.

However, what is really strange is that the footprints do not start at the entrance of the Hutong or the gate

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"Well, now that you are such a big man, it's OK for the child to cry twice. How can you, a mother, cry along with you?"

Meng Chang'an saw his wife crying with makeup and pulled up from Meng ran.

"You said to me, didn't you just do the same? You, the director of the county government office, cry much more than me Song Shuling fiercely glared at her husband and said that she would not let go of Aizi.

Song Shuling suddenly turned around and beat her husband.

"I blame you! You must let Xiaoran go to Jiangzhou to study! You almost killed my son! You have no conscience. Xiaoran, if there is something wrong, I will I'm not finished with you

The more song Shuling looked at her husband, the more angry she became. Her remorse for herself and her guilt for Aizi also became more and more serious.

Meng ran was almost killed by Liu Zijie. Song Shuling blamed her husband and herself for all the blame.

If he had not been immersed in his career and cared for his son, he would not have left Meng ran alone to study in Jianghua private high school.

If Meng Chang'an didn't expect his son to succeed, he would not let Meng ran go to Jiangzhou alone if he wanted to be admitted to a good university in the future.

In a sense, Meng ran almost died in the first son of the river, the couple really have an unshirkable responsibility.

Meng Chang'an is obviously aware of this. Facing his wife's beating, he is silent and bears it silently.

On the other side, Meng ran and Su Fangfei, whose mood gradually calmed down, looked at this scene with a smile.

Meng ran even added fuel to the fire and pushed his mother directly, pushing song Shuling into Meng Chang'an's arms.

"Ah? You Song Shuling's center of gravity was not stable at her feet, and she was shocked.

And Meng ran took the opportunity to give his father crazy wink, fortunately this sour scholar, this time the head unexpected light up.

He hugged his wife tightly in his arms and apologized honestly: "madam, I'm sorry. It's me who hurt Xiaoran... "

Song Shuling's heart softened, beating Meng Chang'an's jade hand, but also stopped. The tears just stopped filled her eyes.

"Well, my dear parents, am I not well now? Besides, thanks to Liu Zijie, I became a monk instead of dying. This is a true response to the saying that there must be a blessing in case of death. "

Meng ran came forward with a smile, one left and one right, carelessly took his father and mother's shoulder and comforted him.

"By the way, Xiaoran, is Liu Zijie still in Jianghua private high school? He's a murder, he must be sent to prison! " Su Fangfei's angry way.

As soon as this speech was said, song Shuling and Meng Chang'an looked at each other in disbelief.

Meng ran chuckled and shook his head: "I didn't intend to kill him at that time, but he was stupid. Later, he colluded with the vampire and tried to deal with me. I killed him."

Meng Ran's voice just fell, but the immortal Zun Dao's heart suddenly moved!

"It was..."