Ling Mingrui nodded solemnly, "You are right. At the end of our lives, those who will be by our side must be our children and descendants. But many of our descendants don't have much affection for us. I also believe that we
Our daughter's feelings for us will definitely not change. In order to have someone by our side to accompany us on the last journey of our lives, we must protect her safety. Otherwise, when we die, we will not have the one we love most.
We have the company of this person.”
Ling Mingrui said this, which made Luo Ziling feel relieved.
The song I just sang, the emotional catharsis I just had, I never expected that it would have such an effect.
Luo Ziling liked seeing this kind of warm scene very much, and he felt warm in his heart.
He felt clearly how much Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua loved Ling Ruonan.
Now he fully believes that Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua doted on their daughters more than they doted on their sons.
A daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket and her father's lover in his previous life. It is normal for a father to pamper his daughter. Under normal circumstances, a mother loves her son. If the son and daughter are put together, the son is in her heart.
has a more important status.
But this is not the case with Xie Enhua. Even Luo Ziling can feel it. Xie Enhua loves Ling Ruonan even more.
They expressed in front of him that they must ensure Ling Ruonan's safety and give her peace and happiness.
When they said this, they definitely meant something, and it could also be said to be a response to some events during this period.
Luo Ziling believed that both Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua knew the purpose of his hurry to find them.
Now is an extraordinary period, and the relationship between the Ling family and other families has become subtle. The signs that the Yang family, the Fang family, Wu Dongfang, and Lin Zeping have joined forces to target Ling Ruonan and him are already obvious.
Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua's statements were actually to express their thoughts and reassure him.
Luo Ziling felt relieved when he thought that Ling Ruonan would come back to talk to Ling Mingrui in two days.
Ling Ruonan came back to find her parents and asked them for help, and her hope would definitely not be in vain.
For a period of time afterwards, Luo Ziling accompanied Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua to look through old photos.
After looking at these photos and listening to what Xie Enhua and Ling Mingrui said, Luo Ziling also learned a lot of things that he didn't know before.
Xie Enhua told Luo Ziling that Ling Ruonan had a very impulsive temper when he was a child and would fight with his friends from time to time.
Yang Yunlin, who went to the same school as her, was beaten by her several times, and Fang Zhonghua was also bullied by him.
"It turns out that their feud started when they were young." After hearing this, Luo Ziling couldn't help but grin.
"We live near each other and go to school together. However, Nannan is just a few years younger than them. Zhengping is about the same age as them, but he is often bullied by Fang Zhonghua and Yang Yunlin, and it is Nannan who avenges him."
Speaking of this, Ling Mingrui showed a look of pride on his face, "Once, Nan Nan broke Fang Zhonghua's nose. He cried and ran to the teacher to complain. Although Nan Nan was criticized by everyone, she was not afraid at all.
, and beat Fang Zhonghua again after he returned. Haha, when I was a child, it was Nannan, the younger sister, who protected her older brother!"
"I can't tell that my mother was so violent when she was a child." Luo Ziling couldn't help sighing, "You really can't tell a person's face!"
"Your mother heard you talking about him like this, you will definitely get beaten!" Xie Enhua wiped his eyes and said with a smile: "You don't know, one time Fang Zhonghua followed the direction and came to the house as a guest, he
I mentioned something about being bullied by your mother when I was a child, and your mother got mad and scolded Fang Zhonghua so much that she ran away. At that time, she was fifteen years old, but she already looked like a grown-up girl."
"Are there any photos of her beating people at that time?" Luo Ziling's interest was completely seduced.
"How is that possible!" Xie Enhua rolled his eyes at Luo Ziling, "If there are photos left, your mother must have destroyed them. How could such photos that damage the image be left?"
Xie Enhua took out a photo album and said to Luo Ziling with a smile: "These photos are what your mother looked like when she was in junior high school. See if they look good!"
"Wow, it's so beautiful. Any man who sees it will be instantly moved!" Luo Ziling looked through the photos of Ling Ruonan in middle school with surprise, and then asked Xie Enhua strangely: "Grandma, why didn't my mother take these photos away?"
Woolen cloth?"
"At that time, photos were developed in two copies. I said at that time, keep one copy for yourself and leave the other one with your parents. When your parents get old, they will definitely want to see the old photos. Look at you.
What he looked like when he was a child. So, we have a copy of all your mother's photos here. However, there are not many photos of Zhengping. He doesn't like to take pictures. When digital cameras came out, he didn't want to print out the photos even after he took them. Your mother does.
Develop some good-looking photos and send us a copy. No, your mother has so many photo albums." Xie Enhua pointed to the photo albums beside him.
"Those who can look through a person's photo album must be those who care about you the most." Luo Ziling then sighed, "My grandfather also took a lot of photos of me when I was a child. Later I found out that he secretly sent photos of me when I was a child.
My mother, so that my mother can often see me growing up. I think, apart from her often looking at these photos of my mother, and my and my father being interested, you are the only ones who are interested in them."
"That's right!" Xie Enhua nodded, "I also have some photos of you when you were a child. They were all sent by your mother."
Xie Enhua took another photo album and handed it to Luo Ziling.
Luo Ziling opened it and felt warm in his heart.
The photos inside are all of what he looked like when he was a child, and the time and place of shooting are also marked, as well as other remarks.
After flipping through these photos, Luo Ziling's nose felt a little sore. He said very passionately: "Grandpa, grandma, after I returned to Yanjing, I didn't even take a few photos with you. You have a lot of photos of my childhood here. When I grew up,
After that, there were fewer photos.”
"It's the same if we can see you often." Xie Enhua said lovingly: "You are more filial than others and come to see us often."
"Let's take a photo now. I'll ask someone to print it out and send it to you." Luo Ziling said, took out his mobile phone, then pulled Xie Enhua to sit next to Ling Mingrui, and called the staff outside to let him know.
The staff helped take some photos.
Later, Luo Ziling sent the reproduced photos of Ling Ruonan, Ling Ruonan, Ling Mingrui, Xie Enhua, and the photos he had just taken to Moments. "Looking through the photos is like looking through memories. In an instant, I understood that the most precious thing in the world is,
It is the family affection that will never be forgotten at any time. Family affection plus memories are the most touching thing."
He not only posted these photos to Moments, but also posted the same content on Weibo.
When Luo Ziling posted these photos online, he knew that his actions would be "understood" by interested people.
But what he didn't expect was that his Weibo posts and WeChat Moments would soon have a huge impact.