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How did Xia Ling die? How?

"No, I don't believe it. You must have lied to me. Xia Xia, don't curse your mother. Your mother must live well!" Xia Zhensheng rushed up crazy and grabbed Xia Dong's arm.

"Go away!"

"No, no, she won't die..." Xia Zhensheng suffered a great blow, his eyes were lax and muttered to himself.

"Mom is dead. You killed her!" Xia Dong felt relieved when she saw him like this. She stabbed him in his wound again, but this knife also stabbed his wound, and the heartache was hard to restrain.

"No......" Xia Zhensheng's face was pale, hugged his head, squatted on the ground and sobbed in a low voice, "no......"

Tears poured out unknowingly. Xia Dong stubbornly touched his face and walked away with the child.

Xia Zhensheng cried with a headache in his arms. The pedestrians around him watched curiously, but no one came forward to ask.

In the crowd, there was a girl holding flowers standing there quietly. She saw the scene just now. She stood and looked at it for a few seconds. She raised her hand and threw the flowers into the dustbin. The corners of her mouth disdained. Her father is really incompetent. Crying in the street, she won't go forward and follow the shame.

Su Xingchen walked towards Xia Dong's departure. Her mobile phone rang. It was the person in charge of the exhibition. "Miss Su, do you know where Mr. Xia is? I called him and no one answered. "

Su Xingchen smiled sweetly, "I don't know. I was going to congratulate daddy on his successful opening of the art exhibition, but there was a traffic jam on the road, so I haven't arrived at the art museum yet."

"OK, please, Miss Su. I'll try to contact Mr. Xia again."

"It doesn't matter." She smiled and said, "bye." Then he received his cell phone and looked up just to see Xia Dong entering McDonald's with two children.

Madonna Laurie, Xia Dong ordered drinks and food for Xiaoguai and Xiaobao, found a seat and sat down. Look a little depressed.

Xiaobao sat on the chair and asked curiously, "Mom, was that Grandpa our grandfather just now?"

Xia Dong's hand holding the drink was stiff and his face was ugly. "Baby, don't mention him. I don't want to talk about him."

"Oh, I see." Xiao Bao shut up and handed her a hamburger. "Mommy, don't be sad. Eat."

Xia Dong reluctantly smiled and touched his son's head. "I'm not hungry. You eat. After eating, I'll take you to see grandma."

"Grandma?" Little darling blinked a pair of big watery eyes, "is it mommy's Mommy?"

"Well, Mommy will be very happy to take you to see her."

Xia Dong took the children out of McDonald's, and Su Xingchen followed them out, driving a Ferrari behind them, keeping a short distance, neither being found nor lost by them.

The white BMW drove into the suburban cemetery. A few minutes later, a Ferrari stopped behind a BMW.

Xiaoguai holds a bunch of lilies in her hand. Xiadong holds Xiaoguai and leads Xiaobao into the cemetery. A small tombstone is set up. It looks gloomy. Xiaoguai holds her neck and asks softly, "Mommy, why does grandma live here? It looks terrible here."

Xia Dong held her daughter tightly with a low voice, "because grandma has gone far, far away. This is just a place to commemorate her."

Little darling still doesn't understand, but seeing mommy's sad appearance, she didn't ask again.

Xia Dong walked in front of a black tombstone. The tombstone was engraved with the words "the tomb of loving mother Xia Ling". There was also a small photo on it. The woman in the photo smiled gently.

Summer and winter put the lily in front of the tombstone and pursed her lips gently, "Mom, I've brought the children to see you."

She took Xiaoguai and Xiaobao to kneel in front of the tombstone and said softly, "Xiaobao, Xiaoguai, this is your grandmother. Call grandma."

"Grandma ~" the crisp voice floated in the quiet air.

"Mom, I just came to see you now. Will you blame me?" Xia Dong stroked the photos on the tombstone with water mist in her eyes. She had a lot to say to her mother, but she couldn't say it in front of the children. Finally, she could only turn into a bitter smile, "Mom, I'm sorry, I did a lot of wrong things and didn't have the face to see you."

"Mom, I saw Xia Zhensheng today. He didn't know you were gone... Mom, I scolded him, but I was sad myself..."

Unknowingly, tears were streaming down his face, "Mom, I really miss you..."

She will never forget the day when the list was issued in the junior high school entrance examination. She ran home happily to report the good news to her mother, but when she ran to the alley, she saw the scene that her house was swallowed by the fire. She cried wildly to rush into the fire, was stopped by her neighbor's uncle, and finally fainted in his arms.

And her mother was buried in the sea of fire without bones.

Neighbors say that her mother set the fire herself, because she can't stand being abandoned by her husband and the torture of hard life.

"Mom... Why don't you wait until I grow up and show you filial piety?" She held the tombstone and cried out of breath.

"Mommy, don't cry, Mommy... You're so scared..." the little face of her daughter's Pink carving jade is also full of tears, but she uses her soft little hand to wipe the tears for Mommy.

Looking at the sensible daughter in front of her, Xia Dong tried his best to bite his teeth, restrained the sadness at the bottom of his heart, and held his daughter tightly in his arms. Why does God torture her so much? Her daughter is so young, so she has to endure the torture of illness?

A small hand gently stroked her back and comforted her, "Mom, I will protect you in the future!"

Xia Dong raised her head with tearful eyes. What she saw was her son's strong face. Obviously, her tender cheeks were full of courage and tenacity. She slowly hooked her lips and smiled, "well, our little boy has grown into a man!"

She should be brave in front of her children, but she exposed her weak side. The mood gradually calmed down. She touched the children's heads and whispered, "baby, darling, say goodbye to grandma. We'll see her again next time."

Little darling approached the tombstone, rubbed his pink cheeks on the picture, and said in a small voice, "grandma, you should be good, oh, we will come to see you."

Xiao Bao stood with his chest raised and said solemnly, "grandma, don't worry, I'll take good care of mommy and Xiaoguai."

"Mom, please bless my darling and let her live a healthy and happy life. Please also bless my baby and let him live a safe and happy life."

After saying goodbye, Xia Dong took the children out of the cemetery with red and swollen eyes. After their figure went away, a beautiful figure stood up in front of the other tombstone, holding a recording pen in his hand, with a sweet smile, but it seemed strange, "my good sister, I didn't expect you to bring me such a big surprise. Thank you very much."

Su Xingchen walked outside the cemetery while talking on the phone, "Hey, sister Yunqian, I found a very interesting thing, which is related to summer and winter. Do you want to know?"

"What's up?"

"Do you know Xia Xiaobao and Xia Xiaoguai?"

"Aren't they cousin Xia Dong's children?"

Su Xingchen smiled brightly, "no, they are actually Xiadong's children. I heard them call Xiadong Mommy with my own ears."

Su Yunqian on the other side of the phone was shocked. A terrible idea suddenly came out of his mind. His voice was dry, "who is the child's father?"

Su Xingchen shrugged his shoulders, "who knows, maybe it's brother Han!"

There was silence in the receiver. A few seconds later, Su Xingchen heard a bang, and then it was completely quiet.

The smile on her lips grew brighter and brighter. She hummed a minor, raised her hands and turned happily, "Lala..."

After returning home, Su Xingchen found that his parents were not at home. The servant said, "Miss, Mr. is in hospital, and his wife is with him in the hospital. His wife also said to let Miss not worry. Mr. is just anxious, not very serious."

"OK, I see. You go down." Su Xingchen went upstairs and entered his room as if nothing had happened.

The white slender fingers played with the recorder, the delicate eyebrows were slightly closed, one hand held his cheek, and said in annoyance, "recorder, recorder, who should I give you?"

"To grandma Baili? No, no, grandma will think I'm a gossip and will hate me... Give it to the media? No, no, if those two little bastards are brother Han's children, don't you let brother Han know the truth? Yes, I'd better give it to sister Yunqian and let her worry! " She snapped her fingers, packed them in a data bag and asked the servant to send them to Su Yunqian's office as soon as possible.

After su Yunqian returned from the UK, she returned to the family business and served as the director of the planning department. Obviously, she is only the director of the planning department, but everyone in the company knows that she is the leader in the future. Even the people on the board of directors are respectful to her. But Su Yunqian never puts on airs and is pleasant to everyone.

But the assistant thought that Su Yunqian was a little strange today. He broke the water cup twice in a row.

The first time was after receiving a private phone call, and the second time was after receiving a data bag.

Su Yunqian quickly restrained his anger and hatred and broadcast a phone call, "do something for me."

The next day, the recording on the recording pen was made into a CD and sent to the old lady of Baili anonymously, without leaving a fingerprint.

After listening to the contents of the CD, the old lady changed her face. Finally, she told the driver to pick up the car. She wanted to go out.

Xia Donggang picked up the child from the kindergarten. A black car drove in front of her. The old lady came out with a cold face.

"Xia Dong, I want to talk to you."

The neighbors who came and went in the community looked at it curiously.

Xia Dong smiled bitterly, "old lady, please follow me upstairs."

She rushed the children back to her room. She made a cup of tea and put it in front of the old lady. "What can you say, old lady?"

The old lady came straight to the point, "Xia Xiaobao and Xia Xiaoguai, are they your children?"

Xia Dong thought about why she would suddenly ask, with a calm smile on her face, "did the old lady know if they were my children?"

The old lady sneered, "I got the news before that they were your nephews, but just today, I heard that they were actually your own children."