Yu Jiangqing turned off the fire and looked sideways at Ding Ning, "Don't you want to know what your mother has told me?"

Ding Ning pursed his lips slightly, and after a while, he reached out and opened the car door and followed Yu Jiangqing to get out of the car.

Yu Jiangqing reached out and held Ding Ning's slightly cold hand, and then led her to Fan Guihua's cemetery.

Fan Guihua and Ding's father were buried together, and He Zhigang was buried far away by Yu Jiangqing, at least he could not disturb them in his next life.

Fan Guihua was a famous beauty in Lincheng when she was young, otherwise she would not have caused so many disasters.

Ding Ning looks a bit like her.

Ding Ning looked at the woman on the tombstone, and the people in the photo were smiling peacefully.

Yu Jiangqing always held Ding Ning's hand and could feel the tension in her body.

The moonlight is bright without any starlight.

Ding Ning always looked at the woman on the tombstone. She had even forgotten anything about her mother being around her, except for the bad.

People are always like this, and they will always remember bad things, but they will quickly forget good things.

People are holding grudges!

"I went to find your mother the day you went back early." Yu Jiangqing said, squatting down and bounced off the soil on the tombstone. "I was going to ask her how she was a mother, but in the end she found that perhaps no one in this world loves you more than her, including me."

Ding Ning always stood, the moonlight pulled her figure long, and the moonlight reflected in her eyes, and the people on the tombstone.

"She said, let me treat you well and never let you live a life without money again." Yu Jiangqing cleaned the tombstone and stood up and looked at Ding Ning.

Living a life without money?

Ding Ning's nose is so sour, his eyes are slightly red, and water vapor slowly condenses in his eyes.

The 30,000 yuan of the first time forced her and her mother to a dead end, and the 30,000 yuan of the first time made their family die.

Now she can take out 30,000 yuan, or even 300,000 or 3 million yuan.

However, Dad can't survive and the past twenty years cannot be changed.

Fan Guihua was cheated of money for her life. The only thing she could do for her daughter was not her happiness for the rest of her life, but not to be poor.

Money is not omnipotent, but without money, it is absolutely impossible.

Money is redemption and also the devil's abyss.

Ding Ning knelt in front of the tombstone and put his forehead on it.

Yu Jiangqing stood still and didn't move, just kept looking at Ding Ning.

The only way to let go of the past is to face her first.

The spring breeze blows on his face, with moderate temperature, Yu Jiangqing looks straight, her eyes facing the man's tombstone. The man is gentle and elegant, and his eyes are clean. I am afraid that such a person will be deceived.

If it weren't for the beginning of being deceived, he thought that Ding Ning would have a completely different life, then it might be a life that he could not afford.

In the apartment, two babies under two months old have completely opposite personalities. The little monkey is well-behaved and quiet, while the little orange can make a fuss.

The little orange, who had been crying all night, didn't stop until now, but the little monkey was lying obediently in the cradle, blinking his big eyes at the ceiling, and when he was sleepy, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

I was so annoyed that I had to change children with others. This one in her family is a reincarnation.

Qian Yikun kept holding and coaxing her. The little girl didn't eat or drink, but she just cried and made a fuss.

"Ah-Qian Yikun, throw her out." May Fei screamed in a low voice, lying on the cradle and looking at the sleeping little monkey who was well-behaved, "I want this, give the little orange to that bitch Yu Jiangqing."
Chapter completed!