Chapter 792: Living Towards Death

"Lu Xuan'er, what crazy things are you talking about?"

"You're not at home on New Year's Eve. What are you doing out here? Go back quickly."

Xie Nancheng was in no mood to chat with her and walked quickly towards the unit door.

However, Lu Xuan'er blocked the door of the unit and refused to let him in.

"You can hide it from anyone, but you can't hide it from me.

"Your grandmother is dead, isn't she?"

Xie Nancheng's expression changed again.

There is a feeling of being seen through.

But, it shouldn't be like that.

Not many people knew that my grandmother had passed away.

No one should leak it out, not my uncle and his family, and certainly not my parents.

Pinggu said that they were all elders of the Xie family and would not betray them.

Is Lu Xuan'er trying to trick him?

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?"

"Nancheng, I didn't lie to you."

"Tu Ran can save your mother, and I can save your grandmother."

"If you don't believe me, you can take me to try it."

"If I can't save her, I won't charge her interest, hehe." Lu Xuan'er stuck out her tongue at an inappropriate time and started to play a little naughty.

But Xie Nancheng didn't want to argue with him here.

"No, no need."

"You don't believe I can save your grandma?"

"How about this..."

"Go back and dream tonight. If you dream that your grandma is resurrected, come find me, okay?"

"No one can control dreams anymore, right?"

"Honestly, Tu Ran no longer has the ability to help you save people."

"But I can."

"I can not only save your grandmother, but also your parents, and allow them to accompany you for a long time."

"Then we can live happily together forever, okay?"

"No one died, and there was no sorrow."

At first glance, it sounds quite romantic.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s a bit scary.

Who can live forever? A fairy?

"No, really."

"I don't want to see you either, Lu Xuan'er."

"For your brother's sake, I don't want to slap you. Get out of here, okay?"

Lu Xuan'er wasn't angry either. Before leaving, she smiled and whispered, "Brother Nancheng, listen to me. You will definitely dream of your grandma tonight, and she will be resurrected, hehe."

These words made Xie Nancheng feel a chill down his spine and his scalp tingle.

But fortunately, Lu Xuan'er did not continue to pester her.

She disappeared quickly without a trace.

Xie Nancheng felt even more melancholy after returning to his empty home.

Tu Ran's shadow is everywhere in this room.

As long as I sit at home, I miss her all the time.

He opened a bottle of whiskey and drank it by himself.

Suddenly I thought of Lu Zhiang.

Call right away.

The call went through, but no one answered.

Xie Nancheng sent another WeChat message.

Lu Zhiang: It’s not convenient to answer the call. I’m having dinner with Mu Wanjun’s parents.

Xie Nancheng: Is this true? Are you also under house arrest?

Lu Zhiang: No, not really.

Xie Nancheng: That’s good.

Xie Nancheng did not mention the death of his grandmother because it was already a foregone conclusion. If he told it now, it would only make Lu Zhiang feel more upset.

At this time, Feng Yao sent a good news in the group of three people -

Feng Yao: Good news, good news, my two brothers, I am your brother’s father now, hahahaha.

Xie Nancheng: Has your wife given birth?

Feng Yao: Yes, she was born by caesarean section. Damn, my daughter’s head is so big. If I hadn’t listened to sister-in-law Tu Ran and had a caesarean section immediately, I would not have been able to give birth in another three days. My daughter weighed 8.8 jins.

Lu Zhiang: Congratulations.

Feng Yao: I will invite you two brothers to come and have a full moon celebration later, haha.

Xie Nancheng: Okay.

After putting down his phone, Xie Nancheng felt even more emotional.

Grandma is dead.

Feng Yao's daughter was born.

All tonight.

Life itself is indeed a grand cycle.

When someone dies, someone is born.

So, when a person is born, he is born towards death.

He drank cup after cup, accompanied by loneliness and sadness.

At the same time, he resisted the urge to send a WeChat message to Tu Ran.

He even kept checking her Moments, hoping she would post something to let him know about her situation.

But it didn't.

Tu Ran has always been relatively low-key, and things like posting on WeChat Moments are not suitable for her.

Medicine Garden Base

New Year's Eve.

Feng Yao sent a WeChat message privately.

Feng Yao: Sister-in-law, my wife has given birth.

Feng Yao: I gave birth to a daughter, weighing 8.8 jins. Isn’t that amazing?

Tu Ran: Good news, congratulations.

Feng Yao: Thank you so much for giving us this advice. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to make a decision so quickly. My stubborn wife would have insisted on a natural birth, which made me so angry.

Tu Ran: Your wife is in good health and well-nourished, so there will be no problem with a natural birth. But your daughter is older, so even if she is born naturally, your wife will suffer a lot, which is unnecessary.

Feng Yao: Indeed, that’s what the obstetrician said.

Tu Ran: Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for women. It doesn't mean that a cesarean section will be more comfortable and less painful. In fact, the incision of a cesarean section is also very large. It is a deep operation and the patient still needs to be well taken care of afterwards.

Feng Yao: Definitely.

Tu Ran: In the future, you must treat your wife well.

Feng Yao: That’s true. We are all parents now, so we have to be more mature. Sister-in-law, I will hold a full-moon banquet later, and you and Cheng Ye can come together then.

Tu Ran: Well, we’ll see when the time comes.

Feng Yao: Sister-in-law, I have a request for you.

Tu Ran: You say.

Feng Yao: Can you give my daughter a name?

Tu Ran was slightly surprised: Me? Is this appropriate?

Feng Yao: It's perfect, absolutely perfect. My wife really likes your personality, actually. I don't know where she heard that whoever gives you a name reflects your personality. You know how we are, we're both powder kegs, easily flaming. We can't have a child like us. There aren't many quiet people in our family, so after much deliberation, you're the perfect fit. We hope our daughter, when she grows up, will be as emotionally stable as you, neither anxious nor anxious, neither sad nor happy.

Tu Ran: Do you two have any special requests?

Feng Yao: No, we gave her the nickname Sui Sui. My wife married her, and tonight is New Year's Eve, isn't it? We're saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new, so we named her Sui Sui, which also means peace and prosperity every year.

Tu Ran: How about calling me Feng Chuci?

Feng Yao: Feng Chuci? It sounds pretty good. Does it have any meaning?

Tu Ran: No, it just suddenly came to my mind.

Feng Yao: Okay, then I’ll call you Feng Chuci. Thank you, sister-in-law.

Feng Yao: Send a small red envelope to express gratitude. My sister-in-law must accept it and not refuse.

Tu Ran: Okay, thank you then.

Feng Yao: No, no, no, it’s me who should be thanking you. Happy New Year, sister-in-law. I wish you a prosperous new year.

Tu Ran: Happy New Year.

Afterwards, Feng Yao sent a red envelope of 8888, which was indeed a small red envelope for people like them.

Tu Ran didn't act pretentiously and accepted it calmly.

Later, Feng Yao posted a photo of Yin Xiuxiu holding a baby and jokingly asked, "Sister-in-law, look, does my daughter look like a monkey?"

Tu Ran stared at the picture and smiled gently.

"What's so funny?" Nie Xiu walked in from outside, covered in snow.

When he just came in, he saw Tu Ran laughing softly.