Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter Chapter 411

Gu Manxi looked slightly surprised: “Chu Chu, what do you do when you ask this.”

Gu Chu stared at Gu Manxi with wet eyes and twinkled grievances: “other students in the class have a father, but Chu Chu has no father… Other students in the class have grandparents, but Chu Chu has no father.”

Gu Manxi’s fingers trembled.

Song Chen, who had just come out of the kitchen, stopped.

Who said there was no father at the beginning?

I’m not!

But Song Chen did not dare to confess to Gu Chu. In the child’s impression, his father had already died. If Song Chen rashly confesses the truth, will Gu Chu be angry with him? Blame him for his delay in appearing in the past five years and watching Gu Manxi suffer.

“This…” Gu Manxi secretly clenched his sleeve, forced out a smile and held Gu Chu in his arms. “Chu Chu’s grandfather and grandmother died a long time ago.”

Gu Chu asked, “do you have any photos of Grandpa and grandma? I want to see them at first.”

Gu Manxi said with a smile, “of course. At the beginning of the year, your grandmother’s name is mingqiuyue and your grandfather’s name is Gu Xingshu. They are the kindest people in the world and will be very happy in heaven.”

Gu Manxi took out her mobile phone. This is a picture of her adoptive mother taken with her mobile phone before.

The mother in the picture is in the hospital bed. She is very ill, haggard and haggard. But he still smiles and faces the camera with a loving and gentle look.

Gu Chu leaned over and knocked carefully. Grandma and Mrs. Ming Dongmei of Ming’s group still had quite similar eyebrows.

“Your grandfather, he… He left early. At that time, the family was poor and didn’t even leave a decent picture.” Gu Manxi sighed. “I took a family photo with my parents when I was a child, but the picture wasn’t well preserved. There was a fire at home, and there wasn’t even a decent thing left at home.”

“Fire?” Gu Chu was curious.

Gu Manxi nodded: “yes, the old house is on fire.”

About six years ago, Gu Manxi’s adoptive mother Ming Qiuyue died of illness. Gu Manxi buried her and her adoptive father together, leaving the house vacant. Later, Gu Manxi left Song Chen with pregnancy and wanted to go back to his old house.

Unexpectedly, the old house had long been in ruins in the fire, and everything, including family photos, was charred into black charcoal in the fierce fire. Then it rained cats and dogs and washed away the ruins.

Gu Manxi was so frustrated that he had no choice but to use his remaining savings to rent a small farmyard in Pingan Town, a neighboring town, and gave birth to Gu Chu, who was raised alone.

“Chu Chu, after that, my mother will take you back to the town to have a look.” Gu Manxi held the child. “Your grandfather, he is a teacher in the town. There are peaches and plums all over the world.”

Gu Chu’s eyes brightened slightly: “OK.”

I thought to myself, I’ll help you get back what you lost one by one, mom.

House fire accident?

How could it be an accident? It is clear that some people are afraid that the mask will be uncovered and secretly engage in ghosts.

Probably recalled the past, Gu Manxi was always unhappy tonight. After coaxing Gu Chu to sleep, Gu Manxi couldn’t sleep. He simply went to the small garden to read the script. The dog rhubarb faithfully squatted at Gu Manxi’s feet and occasionally shook his tail.

The night breeze was cool, and Gu man recalled many past events.

“Can’t sleep?” before Song Chen left, he brought a cup of hot water: “drink more hot water.”

Gu Manxi: “

Rhubarb glimpsed Song Chen, wagged his tail symbolically twice and continued to sleep under the garden table. Song Chen sat on the stone bench opposite Gu Manxi and said, “I’m sorry.”