Chapter 571

The grandmother trapped in the one inch photo has a kind smile.

Xia mast lost his eye frame at the beginning.

"Grandma..."

"Mother in law, I came to see you." Xia Xiuyuan also dressed up as a filial son and grandson and knelt on the ground. Ruan Mei took Xia Xianxian and knelt down.

Xia Xianxian is in the stomach. Which ghost is this?! The ashes are clearly under her bed.

Thinking like this in her heart, she said in tears, "grandma, you have to decide for me. I really didn't dig your grave. You have to entrust a dream to Xia Weichu. I'm really innocent..."

Xia Weichu dislikes Xia Xianxian's noise, and Xia Xiuyuan and Ruan Mei's acting here. These crocodile tears are not quiet. She told Ou Beichen, "let them go. I want to stay with my grandmother for a while."

"OK."

Ou Beichen said to the three humanitarians, "go back first."

"Good." Ruan Mei hurriedly pulled Xia Xianxian up and dragged Xia Xiuyuan away together.

Xia Qingxian looked at Ou Beichen reluctantly.

Ou Beichen was so quiet and silent, reaching out to touch Xia Weichu's beautiful hair in crying.

But Xia Xianxian felt that at this moment, Ou Beichen gave Xia Weichu the whole world.

She really hoped that the person who was gently taken care of by Ou Beichen was her.

As soon as the three returned to the car.

Xia Xiuyuan scolded Ruan Mei with a calm face, "where did you put grandma's urn?"

"At... At home," said Ruan Mei vaguely.

"Send the ashes back quickly. You can't do such immoral things any more! You are also a mother. If you want to accumulate virtue for your children!" Xia Xiuyuan glanced at Xia Xianxian coldly, started the engine and drove away.

At this glance, Xia Xianxian knew clearly, and Xia Xiuyuan knew the truth. What he said just now was all for her.

She was cold in her heart. Sure enough, she was not her own father. She actually scolded her. You know, her biological father found someone to dig Xia Weichu's grave for her!

Xia Xianxian scolded Xia Xiuyuan in her heart.

Ruan Mei thought Xia Xiuyuan had a point. Xia Xianxian did too much this time, so she didn't say anything to comfort Xia Xianxian. She just said, "now this thing has passed. You ask for more luck in the European family. If you can't figure out anything, you must call mommy at the first time."

Xia Xiuyuan couldn't help saying, "if you want me to say, let Xianxian just leave there. People's little husband and wife and Hemei are very good, so don't join in again."

Ruan Mei immediately pulled her face down and said unhappily, "that's because Xia Weichu is your own daughter. You say that!"

Xia Xiu is far from squeaking. He really said that because he loved his daughter, not to mention his son-in-law gave him 50 million.

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When Xia Weichu and Ou Beichen leave the funeral home, Xia Weichu looks sad.

She asked Ou Beichen, "do you think that's really my grandmother? Do I need to investigate again?"

"It's grandma. Don't investigate any more." Ou Beichen told Xia Weichu firmly. Even though he knew it was not at all, he didn't want Xia Weichu to hold his heart and be tortured again. Moreover, within three days, grandma's ashes would be sent to this place. It's time for the dust to settle.

"OK. I'm tired." Xia Weichu closed his eyes and leaned against the car and back, unwilling to think more.

Ou Beichen drove the car smoothly and looked at the residual tears in the corners of Xia Wei's eyes through the reversing mirror. He was distressed.

Xia Weichu didn't know when to sleep.

In a dream.

She saw grandma, or the kind old lady, and told her: grandma is really gone. You must be happy.

"Don't go, don't go, grandma!" Xia Wei woke up with tears.

Ou Beichen, who had just come out of the bathroom, jumped to the bed with several arrows, "what's the matter?"

Xia Weichu looked at oubeichen's handsome face, "oubeichen..." she choked and nestled in oubeichen's arms, crying like a helpless little girl.

"I'm here." Ou Beichen gently stroked Xia Weichu's hair. "Don't cry. Grandma's business has passed, and grandma certainly doesn't want to see you unhappy."

Xia Weichu still kept crying. In Ou Beichen's arms, it was like the grievance of long extrusion had finally been vented.