Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 424
It was already midnight when Ye Rongrong returned to Mengjialou.

At this time, the Mengjialou was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and even sprinkled with a faint layer of moonlight.

Looking at the most familiar scene in front of her eyes, Ye Rongrong was filled with emotions.

This was her home originally, and the people living in it were her only relatives in this world. She missed her relatives with flesh and blood, but after so many things, she realized that in this world, the only one who loves herself is , Love yourself, except for the elderly grandma, there is only Mo Han.

She knew that Mo Han could do so much for the Meng family, all because of his guilt and self-blame.

At the beginning, she jumped off his cruise ship in a half-crazy and half-foolish state. At that time, she thought that she didn't want to drag Mo Han down, but she didn't expect that her actions like that would drag him down.

After possessing Ye Rongrong, she thought about going back to Mo Han and telling him all the truth.

But Mo Han's personality, he himself is the clearest, he hates the actor to the bone, to be exact, he hates his own mother.

In fact, regarding the statement that his mother abandoned him, she had heard another statement from her grandmother, which was that the Mo family had a high position and power. If people know about it, it will only become a joke for colleagues in the Manchu Dynasty.

So shortly after Mo Han was born, the Mo family sent Mo Han's mother away. Not only did they not have any contact with each other for so many years, they even told Mo Han cruelly that it was his mother who abandoned him.

I told him this, but he didn't believe it at all, he didn't believe it at all.Not only does he not believe in these things, but he also doesn't trust anyone easily. For so many years, by his side, the only two people he believes in are himself and the ten wolves.

I have become the actor he hates the most, and I have a different appearance, not to mention that I want to talk to him, now I just want to get close to him, it is probably difficult.

Thinking of this, Ye Rongrong immediately frowned, her heart that had already been twisted into pieces was so painful that she couldn't breathe at all.

Before she knew it, Ye Rongrong had already reached the third floor, and it was ten o'clock in the middle of the night. Apart from the third floor where the people lived, there were still two lights on in Mengjia Building, and the lights on the first and second floors had already been turned off.

Ye Rongrong didn't go directly to the residence that Meng Zhenhao arranged for their theater troupe, but walked involuntarily to a room with a curtain made of beads strung at the door.

There was faint candlelight shining in the concealed room, and there was also the sound of softly chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Rongrong couldn't wait to gently push open the half-covered door.

The faint smell of incense and candles in the room came to the face, and the old lady Meng knelt down in front of the Buddha statue with her back to the door, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice while rolling the beads in her hand.

The red Buddha beads in her hand have faded and become extremely smooth due to age and too many dials.

"Old lady, I've almost read the Buddhist scriptures today, it's time to get up!"

Seeing that she had finished chanting the scriptures in her mouth, Mama Liu, who had been guarding old lady Meng, immediately walked towards her and stretched out her hand to help her up.

"No, I haven't recited scriptures for my Kejun today! I'll recite for a while."

Old lady Meng waved to Mama Liu who was about to help her up.

Seeing that the old lady can't get up, Mama Liu is in a hurry
"Then let's get up and recite! Your legs and feet are bad, and your body can't stand it. We sit and recite the same thing, sincerity is the most important thing." "No! You can't be lazy about this, the Bodhisattva is watching!"

Mrs. Meng still didn't want to get up, but because she had been kneeling for a while, plus she was old and her bones were weak, her body really couldn't take it anymore.

She stretched out her hands to pat her two legs, which were so sore, numb, and painful that they didn't look like her own.

"The Bodhisattva's heart is watching like a mirror. If I recite the scriptures one more time, my Lord, no matter where I am, I will suffer less suffering!"

"That's right! The Bodhisattva is watching in his heart! During the days when the eldest lady disappeared, you have been reciting continuously. The Bodhisattva knows whether you are willing to kneel or not."

Mama Liu squatted beside Mrs. Meng and stretched out her hands to help her rub her legs.

"Ah Xiang, you said that since the Bodhisattvas are watching in their hearts, since they know that I am sincere, why don't they send my Kejun back to me?"

As she spoke, the old lady Meng couldn't help but feel disappointed. She raised her head and looked at the eyes of the Buddha statue in front of her, with a flash of doubt.

"Madam, don't worry! The Bodhisattva will return the eldest lady to you sooner or later."

In order to ease Mrs. Meng's heart, Liu Ma hurriedly opened her mouth to comfort her.

"Ah Xiang, I don't even know if I can wait until this day."

Thinking of her eldest granddaughter who had been missing for more than a year and hadn't heard from her, old lady Meng's eyes immediately turned red.

"Yes! Yes! Missy will come back. Tomorrow is your [-]th birthday. Let's be happy. You see how filial the master is. I know you love to go to the theater. I also posted a special post to invite the family-making class in Ling County." coming."

In order not to make Mrs. Meng sad, Mama Liu immediately changed the topic.

"Humph--"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mama Liu finished speaking, Mrs. Meng snorted disdainfully.

"He invited the theater troupe to celebrate my birthday. Was it because of me that he made such a fuss?"

Kneeling was so unbearable that old lady Meng simply stood up during the conversation and stretched her legs and feet.

"Didn't he just take this opportunity to let Mo Han come, and then take this opportunity to give him his precious girl, Kerou! Then he wanted to take this opportunity to make a big noise and crush the Xianghe Building opposite."

Although the old lady Meng didn't go out all day, she could tell the little things in her son's heart with her eyes closed.

"But he doesn't weigh Kerou's weight, how can Mo Han fall in love with her!"

Speaking of Meng Kerou, the old lady Meng frowned almost together.

"To be honest, this little lady has a hot and arrogant personality, and she loves to care about everything. No matter in terms of temperament and character, she is not at all comparable to the eldest lady. How could Young Master Mo fall in love with her?"

Liu Ma has been by Mrs. Meng's side for many years. They are called master and servant, but they are actually sisters. Therefore, when they are alone together, she will speak out about everything.

"I also don't understand why the master doesn't like such a good girl like the young lady."

"It's not because there is no mother. If Kejun's mother is here, without Chen Lichang fanning the flames in Zhenhao's ears all day long, Kejun wouldn't be so displeased with him."

Thinking of where her granddaughter is now, and what kind of villain is bullying her, old lady Meng immediately felt distressed again.

"No, I have to recite the scriptures twice more for my family's Kejun, so that she won't be bullied again elsewhere."

After speaking, the old lady Meng walked to the Buddha statue and was about to kneel down when she happened to see Ye Rongrong standing at the door with tears streaming down her face.

(End of this chapter)