??

On this side, Yan Yu was still waiting for her answer, and Yan Ranjin had to bite the bullet and said, "It's good that they're happy."

Yan Yu smiled and said with certainty: "Ru'er is afraid she is unhappy!"

Yan Ranjin was stunned, how did grandpa know that his mother was happy?

"Jin'er, please show Ru'er these papers. I think she will understand." Yan Yu returned the paper to Yan Ranjin, "Qing'er is really, she doesn't know how to express herself."

Yan Ranjin silently took the paper. Although she was confused, she was concerned about Yan Zhiru and stopped staying.

Yan Yu sighed lightly: "If these two people parted, then who is the fault?"

When Yan Ranjin rushed back, everyone was in the room, and their expressions were solemn.

"What's wrong?"

"Aunt Yan has not woken up, and the situation is getting worse." Jun Snow replied.

Yan Ranjin put the paper on the table, pinched the trick with his right hand, and cast the spell to make the content on the paper come to Yan Zhiru's mind.

The last character fell, and Yan Ranjin suddenly grabbed Mo Yunli's arm next to him: "Beauty..."

Mo Yunli brought Yan Ranjin into her arms, and the underworld power was continuously input into her body.

"Jin'er's health is getting worse and worse." Song Yuliang said while taking Yan Ranjin's pulse.

Jun Snow looked at the paper, raised his eyebrows and asked, "A Jin, isn't this what you looked like when you were a child? Uncle can draw these things!"

Song Yuliang also looked at the drawing paper and said, "It's not Jin'er, she wasn't that old when she was a child!"

"A Jin, sorry, I ignored your size." Jun Snow apologized awkwardly.

Yan Ranjin: “…”

She doesn't want to be sorry, can't she say something nice? Although she was really young when she was a child.

"How young was Ayan when she was a child?" Tang Qinghan became interested in Yan Ranjin's size at that time and asked.

Jun Snow thought about the speech and replied: "Uncle's right shoulder and sleeve were once A Jin's bed."

Tang Qinghan: "..."

This size is really...

Song Yuliang raised his eyebrows: "Don't you have a bed?"

Yan Ranjin said hesitantly: "It's not that there is no bed, but that I'm not satisfied even after changing to more than 200 beds."

Two words appeared in everyone's mind: It's really picky.

He took away the paper with one hand, and Yan Ranjin turned his head to see that it was Yan Zhiru: "Mom, are you okay?"

After reading the paper, Yan Zhiru looked complicated: "Did your grandfather say anything?"

Yan Ranjin was confused. Her grandfather said that she was mother, and her mother said that she was grandfather. What is the mystery of this?

"He said you will understand after reading this." Yan Ranjin spoke embarrassedly, always feeling that Yan Zhiru was a little strange.

Yan Zhiru suddenly said, "The person in this painting is me, but I just borrowed your shell. Zhiqing's thoughts... Haha, he can actually hide it from so many people."

Yun Fuyun had never looked at the content on the paper. After Yan Zhiru said this, he took a look at the paper and exclaimed: "It turns out that the man is just a cover."

Hua Jinyu understood as soon as he heard it, and sighed: "Dad turned out to be intentional."

Yan Zhiru put away the paper: "I took this paper away. If you turn around and explain it to your father, you will say you have burned it."

Yan Ranjin wailed: "Mom, you are not kind to do this."

Yan Zhiru flew away with a knife, and Yan Ranjin immediately shut up and dared not refute.

"Brother, save me!" Yan Ranjin immediately turned his gaze for help on Yan Xuanchu.
Chapter completed!