Chapter 836： : Blood relatives (4)

The mood in Anhao’s eyes seemed calm, and when An Ping took the initiative to clip the dishes into the tableware in front of Zuo Hancheng next to him, she saw Zuo Hancheng’s elegant and deep handsome face with an alienated and indifferent smile. When Ping looked at him, he also looked at her, his eyes were more than thought-provoking.

The kind of coolness that seems polite and seemingly inattentive is the most innocent kind of sharp blade, which makes An Ping clearly feel that this Zuo Hancheng deliberately brought Anhao to his home, and his purpose would not be that Jedi. simple.

It was at this time that An Ping was completely aware that from the moment Anhao walked into the gate of An's house, she no longer had the ability to conceal and resist everything in the past.

"This is a dish often made in the kitchen. Although it is not a Chinese dish, it still has a sweet and spicy taste. I don't know if you can get used to it, but it tastes good. Come and try it." Ping didn't say much, just enthusiastically and constantly picking up dishes for An.

Seeing An Ping's rare enthusiasm for a person, Grandpa An glanced at her with a nonchalant expression: "For so many years, I haven't seen you being so enthusiastic about someone you met for the first time."

An Ping's expression only gave a slight pause. Instead of looking at An Hao's eyes, she turned to look at Old An An, and smiled calmly: "Dad, didn't you just say it? I have met An Hao in Los Angeles. How can it be regarded as the first meeting?"

"Even if it wasn't the first time we met, we didn't seem to have more than five sentences in total." An Hao suddenly said, leaving An Ping no step down.

An Ping paused because Anhao deliberately made things difficult, but the smile in her eyes was thicker, and she turned to Anhao: "You boy, I am fond of you and treat you better, isn't it okay? And... you Peace of mind with our family, and about the same age..."

"Don't talk about An Xin in front of me." Old man An looked ugly: "But she is indeed about the same age as Mrs. Zuo, and she looks like..."

Old Man An squinted his eyes and looked at An Hao: "The long one is a bit more like that. If it weren't for me, I'm sure An Xin's girl is definitely not your daughter. I would doubt if An Hao and An Xin were born secretly. Two children, even the names are so similar."

An Ping sat at the dining table, her expression did not change much, but because An Hao looked at her, An Ping’s mouth was hooked, and she looked at An Hao’s eyes, from the initial shock, embarrassment, and disbelief until she gradually accepted This child took the initiative to "retaliate."

Mrs. An suddenly frowned and asked in a low voice, "How can you be sure that An Xin is not An Jia's child? What if An Ping did give birth to children outside during the ten years when An Ping was outside?"

"Do you think I'm always confused?" Old man An said coldly, "Not long after she came back eight years ago, she suddenly brought back a teenage girl outside inexplicably and inexplicably, saying that she was going to adopt it. I see that girl. She looks a bit like her, and she has been suspicious. She has taken the hairs of their mother and daughter for a DNA test. It turns out that An Xin is not An Ping's daughter at all."

"You actually did a DNA test secretly? Lao Ann, Lao Ann, I have been with you for more than 50 years, and you are so despicable forever! You don't believe your own children!" The old lady fell into her hand angrily With an ugly expression on his face, he said, "This meal can't be eaten. If it weren't for the love of the boy in Hancheng who came to see us, I would be too lazy to sit and eat with this old bastard!"

"She inexplicably brought a girl back from outside, insisted on adopting her, and loved that child so much. I still can’t doubt the background of that child? What if that child was she who was outside with that bastard. I always want to know the truth about the wild species I'm pregnant, and I can't always be kept in the dark!"

"So? Finally you checked it out? Knowing that the child was not born to An Ping, did she allow her to adopt that child? And allow her to name the child An Xin, and allow her to follow our An's family name? My own granddaughter You don't want to, you would rather leave an adopted child, Lao An, you still say you are not old and confused? I think you are too authoritarian! You don't know what you are doing!"

"What is it that I don't know what I am doing? If the man An Ping knew at the time really had results with her, could her life be so peaceful? I don't know what gunshot she died under!"

The old couple were quarreling for a while, but Zuo Hancheng Anhao and An Ping didn't seem to have been affected by the war at all, and it seemed that they hadn't heard the quarrel between the old couple.

An Hao didn't expect that Elder An was such a person who knew everything.

The children An Ping brought back from the orphanage, would he still go for identification?

So if An Ping brought herself back to the United States and returned to Anjia, Mr. An knew that he was An Ping's child born outside, would he still keep her?

An Hao didn’t know what was wrong with this, but at this moment she saw An Ping had been picking food for herself, because she was sitting across from her, and she often looked at herself carefully, with a smile in her eyes. The warmth I felt when I was young, although there was a bit of regret and pain hidden in this warmth, it did look very warm on the surface.

For so many years, I can still keep half a bottle of the peach-flavored drink habitually. It can be seen that An Ping has not forgotten her existence?

Since she hadn't forgotten, how could she cruelly send her into the painful abyss of Gu's family.

Thinking of the Gu family, thinking of An Ping's last look at herself when she was lying in a pool of blood when she rolled down the stairs.

The hand holding the utensils tightened tighter.

...

Until the end of the not-so-harmonious dinner, in fact, everyone didn't eat much, except for the well-being of course.

What she ate was a full one. An Ping kept filling her with vegetables, and Zuo Hancheng also picked up something she likes from time to time, and then she kept eating along with the noise of An and the old lady.

When the meal was over, Mrs. An directly asked the servant to help her back to the ancestral hall, but Mrs. An suddenly stopped Zuo Hancheng and asked Zuo Hancheng to go out and talk to him.

Anhao didn't know what Elder An meant, but she didn't follow the look Zuo Hancheng gave her when he left.

Only her and An Ping were left at the table.

An Ping’s gaze stayed on Anhao from the beginning to the end, as if the matter was over, she didn’t mind how curious the servants around them looked at them, and she didn’t even mind Anhao. Coming.

Suddenly, someone ran in from outside: "Something happened—"