Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xu Baohanâs lips curled into a self-deprecating smile. âI donât think anyone would welcome me if I went to offer incense. My grandfather might even jump out of his coffin in anger.â
An Lan stared at him silently before taking out the key from her bag. âLetâs go in first.â
After changing his shoes, Xu Baohan walked into the kitchen to get a broom.
An Lan frowned as she walked over to get the broom. She rolled her eyes at him. âForget it, todayâs situation is special. Donât work anymore, go and sit down.â
Xu Baohan pursed his lips and said in a low voice, âLet me work, I want to find something to do..â
An Lan understood that he was just trying to distract himself.
She didnât know what to say when she saw him being so insistent.
Xu Baohan took the broom and cleaned up the place, making it even cleaner than before.
An Lan saw this and prepared a bowl of noodles for him. After placing the noodles on the table, she walked over and forcefully threw away the rag in his hand. Then she pulled him to the dining table and sat him down. âEat.â
Xu Baohan looked at the bowl of noodles on the table. There was a medium-rare poached egg and vegetables on it.
His heart warmed. âAn Lan, thank you.â
He turned back to look at her.
An Lan hated herself for being soft-hearted, but she was not an unreasonable person. She was angry, but it was meaningless to torture someone who had family member just passed away.
Everyone had their moments of death, and everyone had their moments of helplessness and sorrow.
Besides, no matter how much Xu Baohan disliked his grandfather, he was still a family member whose blood was thicker than water. There was no way to change that.
âWhere is your grandfatherâs funeral? Let me accompany you tomorrow,â An Lan said as she sat on the side. âEven if everyone doesnât welcome you. When people died it was like the lamp extinguished, this is the only way I can send him off.â
Xu Baohan was moved. He didnât expect her to suggest accompanying him.
His An Lan was a tough-talking but soft-hearted person.
When An Lan saw that he was silent.., she continued, âYou didnât do anything wrong. Your uncleâs accident and your grandfatherâs stroke were linked together. So everyone will feel that you are responsible. In this world, there are many things that others may not understand. As long as you donât have a guilty conscience, itâs fine. I think you can only blame your uncle. Heâs such a grown man. He doesnât behave properly and he did something illegal to make his parents worry. Your grandfather is responsible too, he didnât educate his son well. Your familyâs relatives are responsible too. As brothers and sisters, they are aiding the wicked as they didnât stop him.â
Xu Baohan stared at her before smiling and reaching out to hug her waist.
This time, An Lan was caught off guard and was hugged by him.
She turned back to glare at him. âDonât even think about taking the opportunity to act like a hoodlum.â
âAn Lan, youâre very good, really good.â Xu Baohan leaned his head on her waist. âI will never do anything to hurt you again.â
An Lan was puzzled. Werenât they talking about his dead grandfather? Why was he talking about love again?
However, seeing that he wasnât doing anything else, she decided to let him lean on her for a while.
âAn Lan, I donât want you to go. Iâm afraid that youâll run into my family and my father,â Xu Baohan suddenly said with a complicated tone. âYou definitely wonât like them.â
An Lan had a headache and finally said, âBo Han, my family isnât that great too, but when weâre together, Iâll always stand by your side in front of my parentsâ unreasonable behaviour. As long as you can do that, I think there wonât be any problems.â
Xu Baohan nodded. There was nothing to cherish in a family like that. He only wanted to live a good life with her in the future.