Under the scorching sun, Luo Xiuxiu hugged her and Jiang Xuecheng and cried for a long time.
Seeing the kind and kind old lady’s tears of joy, Su Wan’s nose felt sore and suddenly she remembered her grandmother.
If my grandmother was still there, it should be the same.
Su Wan reached out to hold one of Luo Xiuxiu’s arms, and a little tears fell silently on Luo Xiuxiu’s clothes.
She had experienced the pain of separation from her loved ones, so at this moment, she understood extremely well how Luo Xiuxiu saw her and Jiang Xuecheng.
I thought there was no hope at all, but I lost it again because of fate.
Perhaps, I have to thank fate.
Su Wan, Luo Xiuxiu, and Xu Ziyao cried in the courtyard for a long time.
Jiang Xuecheng looked at the three most important women in his life, and a faint but firm light appeared in his eyes.
I really hope that I can protect them forever so that they will not be sad or cry.
This is probably his belief in living.
Su Wan and Xu Ziyao cried for about ten minutes and finally stopped. Luo Xiuxiu was a little old after all, and she was too excited. She cried so hard that her throat hurts and her head hurts.
Seeing this, Jiang Xuecheng quickly asked his servants to bring a bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pills he had prepared long ago.
In fact, when people get old, they should still control their emotions in this way, and they should not be so happy and sad.
“Grandma, the sun is strong here, let’s go into the house and talk.”
Luo Xiuxiu nodded with sobs.
“Okay, okay, let’s go into the house to talk.”
Su Wan and his group went back to the living room together.
Su Wan then realized that the layout of the Jiang family’s old house had changed. It was no longer the feeling of combining Chinese and Western styles like before, but it had become a more ancient and quiet layout.
On a dark-colored mahogany table, a pot of clear and gorgeous orchids bloom elegantly, and the glass lamp on the head looks like a hand-drawn painting, as beautiful as a dream.
Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng sat down, and Jiang Xuecheng was still holding Jiang Qiran in his hand.
Even so, he was still elegant and noble, and this child was not burdened at all in his hands.
Previously, Xu Ziyao and Luo Xiuxiu were immersed in the news that Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng were still alive, and now they remembered that Jiang Xuecheng was still holding a child in his arms.
Xu Ziyao took a tissue, wiped the remaining tears on her face, and pointed to the child in Jiang Xuecheng’s arms in surprise.
“Snow City, why are you and Wanwan missing for so long? Where did this child come from?”
Luo Xiuxiu held up her reading glasses and hurriedly approached the river.Snow City and Su Wan are here.
“By the way, I’ll take a look.”
She bent down and stared at the little guy in Jiang Xuecheng’s arms with wrinkled eyes.
Jiang Qiran was actually awakened by them so loudly.
So he blinked his eyes like a black jade bead and met Luo Xiuxiu’s gaze.
Jiang Qiran, a child, was very well-behaved, as if he was born not afraid of people. When he saw Luo Xiuxiu’s red eyes, he immediately giggled.
Although Jiang Qiran was born prematurely and was very weak, after Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng spent a lot of effort to raise their bodies for a while, their faces finally felt a little fat. The wrinkled facial features have grown a little bit now.
Especially when I smile, the jade snow is particularly cute with those black jade-like eyes.
“When will you and Wanwan have children in Snow City?”