Since both I and the original owner were pitiful people, both wanting the love of family and the warmth of home, why should I dwell on their past right and wrong? What does that have to do with me?

It is better to live in the present and get what you could never get before. Feel the love of family and the warmth of home for the original owner.

He took a deep breath and said, "Tomorrow morning, I want to eat noodles with soybean paste. If it's delicious, I think I'll order it."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand and left the room.

Yun Guohua felt like he was dreaming. He pinched his thigh, and the pain in his leg reminded him that he was not dreaming. At that moment, he wanted to make noodles with soybean paste. With an excited heart, he slowly waited until dawn. Yun Guohua got up, walked out of the room, and hurried into the kitchen. He started to light the fire and knead the dough, preparing to make noodles with soybean paste.

When Old Mrs. Yun got up, she saw her youngest son in the kitchen, smiling and making noodles.

Curiously, he asked, "Lao Wu, why are you up so early? Are you making noodles?"

Yun Guohua replied: "Mom, Ranran said that she wanted to eat noodles with soybean paste this morning. If it tastes good, she will call me dad."

Hearing this, Old Lady Yun was also very happy. Yesterday, An Ran had called everyone except Yun Guohua. As a mother, how could she not know that her son was feeling bad!

But it was not easy for An Ran to accept them. She did not call Dad, and although they were worried about Lao Wu, they could not force An Ran.

Old Lady Yun quickly walked over to him and asked, "Old Five, are you telling the truth? Did Ranran really say that? Are you going to force Ranran?"

Yun Guohua was helpless and replied, "Mom, although I want to hear her call me daddy, if she doesn't want to, I won't force her. That will only make her drift further and further away from me. I understand this truth, my son. What Ranran said is true. I'm working hard to make the most delicious noodles with soybean paste to win my daughter's stomach, and then she'll call me daddy."

Old Lady Yun was happy for her son and encouraged him, "Yes, do it well and make the most delicious noodles with soybean paste. Okay, go ahead and do it. Mom won't bother you. Keep working hard."

An Ran got up, packed up, and came out to brush her teeth and wash her face. She came to the table where the elderly Yun couple sat. An Ran greeted them. Yun Guohua brought over several bowls of noodles with soybean paste and distributed them among the group.

Seeing the noodles in front of him, then looking at Yun Guohua, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. Yun Guohua was nervous, holding his chopsticks tightly. Even the elderly Yun couple were worried about their son, as if they were more nervous than going to the battlefield.

Anran ate a bowl of noodles quietly, stood up, served herself another bowl, and sat down to continue eating.

After finishing the second bowl of noodles, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said, "The noodles are delicious, thank you, Dad."

Then he said to the old couple Yun, "Grandpa and grandma, I'm going out to meet two friends and will be back a little late. You don't have to worry." After that, he got up and left.

Seeing her leave, Yun Guohua could no longer control himself. The seven-foot-tall man cried silently because of the word "Dad". He ate noodles while crying. He finally heard it, finally heard it. Even if he died, he would be content.

The eyes of the old couple Yun were slightly red, and they looked at each other with joy in their eyes. Their beloved baby finally accepted them.

Elder Yun patted Yun Guohua and consoled him, "You must be doubly good to Ranran in the future. It's not easy for a child. She's suffered so much. We, the Yun family, owe her that."

An Ran left with a mixture of relief and bitterness. Last night, she'd hidden away in her space, practicing calling out "Dad." She'd never called him "Dad" until her death. And the original owner, after calling him out a few times, had also lost heart.

He took a deep breath, found a place where no one was around, took out the fruit he had prepared, and headed straight for Fu Xiaoxiao's home.

Arriving at Fu Xiaoxiao's house, I checked the address and knocked on the door. The door opened, and a middle-aged woman appeared. She was stunned when she saw An Ran. She asked, "Who are you looking for?"

An Ran replied, "Excuse me, is this Fu Xiaoxiao's home? She and I were both sent to the countryside as educated youth. My name is An Ran."

When the middle-aged woman heard the other person's name was An Ran, she enthusiastically pulled her into the yard. As they walked, she said, "So you are An Ran. After Xiao Xiao came back, she often talked about you to me and her father. My wife and I really want to meet you."

Then he called out, "Xiaoxiao, come out quickly. Comrade An Ranan is here."

Then she said to An Ran, "Comrade An, please sit down first. Auntie will pour you some water."

An Ran waved her hand and said, "Auntie, don't bother me. I'm not thirsty."

Fu Xiaoxiao heard An Ran coming, put on her shoes and ran out of the room. Looking at An Ran, she asked in confusion, "Are you An Ran?"

An Ran smiled and said, "Why don't you miss me? You don't even recognize me! It seems you miss your Cao Mo more!"

Fu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, listening to her voice. Surprised, she asked, "Are you really An Ran? But why do you look different from before? Why are you even more beautiful than before? I can't even recognize you. What's going on?"

An Ran smiled and said, "This is what I originally looked like. However, to reduce trouble, I made some changes before going to the countryside."