Chapter 425 Such Comfort
Wu Shenghua: "I think you are older than me and your experience is definitely broader than mine. Although she is not your biological granddaughter, I think you can have mercy on this child for the sake of Buddha! She is the only relative I have left now. I know Rongrong's mother has treated your son badly, but it is all my fault. I knew that she didn't like your son, but I still forced her to marry into your family as a concubine for money. All this evil is caused by me, and it has nothing to do with the children. If you still feel unsatisfied, I will kneel down for you, okay?"
After saying that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly.
Nangong Lan quickly helped him up and said, "Old man, why are you doing this?"
Wu Shenghua: "Just try your best, okay? Just think of it as having pity on us!"
Nangong Lan couldn't find an excuse so she could only nod and agree.
He entered Duanmu Rong's room. It was hot there and the food on the table had gone bad in a short while.
Without saying a word, Nangong Lan grabbed a handful of rotten food and stuffed it into Rongrong's mouth and nose.
Rongrong was suffocated by the smelly and hard food, and her mouth and nose sprayed the food that Nangong Lan had just forced into her all over the floor.
She finally came to her senses and cried, "Why do you all want to humiliate me like this?"
Nangong Lan: "No one in this world can humiliate you except yourself. If you don't want to eat these spoiled foods, you should eat them before they go bad instead of waiting for me to feed you. You are humiliating yourself and being a humiliator."
Duanmu Rong: "Who are you? What does it have to do with you whether I eat or not? Who told you to meddle? Get out of here, get out..."
She staggered to her feet and started pushing and shoving Nangong Lan.
Nangong Lan pushed her to the ground and said viciously: "Do you think I want to control you? If your uncle hadn't begged me to help you, do you think I want to see you look so bad?"
At this moment, Duanmu Rong felt both wronged and helpless, but she was like a floating duckweed and had no control over her own destiny. Her tears flowed down.
"Don't cry anymore. My wife just died, but I'm still alive and well, aren't I?" Nangong Lan said coldly.
This made Duanmu Rong, who was also suffering from the pain of losing her significant other, feel very empathetic, and she began to sympathize with the man in front of her.
"Who are you?" Duanmu Rong asked in confusion.
She didn't understand why this strange man, whom she had never met before, would treat her like this. He was not afraid of getting dirty and stuffed rotten food into her mouth just to attract her attention???
Nangong Lan smiled and said, "I am your grandfather!"
Duanmu Rong was stunned for a moment, because she had never heard Duanmu Lin mention his father. The only time she heard her mother Ji Jihua perfunctorily say that her grandfather had died a long time ago. Since then, her grandfather seemed like a taboo in the family and no one dared to mention him anymore.
And now, is this person standing in front of her really her grandfather? She was a little bit unbelievable.
"You're lying." Duanmu Rong said in a low voice
Nangong Lan: "I didn't lie to you, you can go outside and ask your uncle, I was driven here by your father himself."
There was no benefit in pretending to be her grandfather, so Duanmu Rong had no choice but to believe him.
"Even if you are my grandfather, so what? I beg you to ignore me, okay? Just let me die. Life is too tiring. I want to go with my husband."
"Don't get me wrong. You're not my child. I don't care whether you're dead or alive. What I care about is the group of people who killed your husband. Tell me, how much do you know about his death?"
Duanmu Rong calmed down, wiped away her tears and said, "That day, Mr. Situ from the Snow White Manor brought Sister Junlan and a strange woman to my house and asked us to take care of them for a few days. We were of course happy to see old friends, but for some reason, Sister Junlan seemed to have lost her memory and forgot about us and our past. She also asked us to call her Xin Wanwan. Situ said that it was because she had an accident before that led to her current situation and told us not to worry. He also warned us to be careful when going out and coming in recently, saying that someone might want to deal with us and asked us to pay more attention to Wanwan. We all did as he said, but people are always careless. That night... "We ate a little and then felt dizzy. We immediately put down our dishes, realizing something was wrong. Just then, a man in his twenties came over, picked up Sister Wanwan, and ran off. The stranger woman had eaten the least, so she and the man started fighting. My man soon joined the fray, but unfortunately, he had been drugged and was quickly knocked to the ground. To buy time for the woman to take Sister Wanwan away, he clung to the man's feet, refusing to let him go. He initially stepped on his back, trying to get him to let go, but he wouldn't. Finally, he actually... actually pulled a knife from his boot and stabbed him..."
She really couldn't continue speaking, so she leaned over the bed and sobbed.
Nangong Lan patted Duanmu Rong's shoulder and whispered to her in a gentle voice, "Child, your husband is a real man. As a woman by his side, you have to be strong to be worthy of him. You still have a child! If he is gone, and you are gone too, who will take good care of your child? That is the only blood he has left in this world and the last thought he left for you. Can you really leave him?"
After hearing this, Duanmu Rong fell into deep thought.
Afterwards, she whispered, "Can you rescue Sister Wanwan? I know Brother Shanhe also wants her to come back safely."
Nangong Lan: "Is this your only wish?"
Duanmu Rong: "I know that's what my husband thinks too."
Nangong Lan: "You are so useless, don't you want to take revenge or something?"
Duanmu Rong: "Let the Buddha take care of this matter! Life and death are determined by fate, so let's just accept our destiny!"
Nangong Lan: "I read a book that said, 'Even with the hand of fate and the compulsion of the gods, as human beings we still have room for choice.' Forget it, it's useless to tell you. You should take good care of yourself and your children, and don't let your uncle worry about you anymore. Look how worried he is about you."
Duanmu Rong: "Can I call you grandpa? Can I ask you a few questions?"
Nangong Lan: "You don't really think I'm your grandfather, do you? It's better to be self-aware. However, you can ask any questions, but I can't guarantee that I can answer you. It depends on fate and my mood."
Duanmu Rong: "Where were you before? Were you very sad when grandma died? How did you get through it? Was it because you were worried about your children that you managed to get through it?"
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