Chapter 449 This rebirth is the result of many people's efforts

"What's wrong, baby? Did you have another nightmare?" Yan Liti gently knocked on the door and asked as she walked in.

“Xiao Yuan, you said before that I would be reborn because of the bracelet my mother left me, which has the function of time travel, right?” Qiao Qiao communicated with Xiao Yuan using her consciousness.

But before Xiao Yuan could answer, Qiao Qiao continued, "But I don't think it's that simple."

That fortune teller, Mr. Mei, had eyes in his previous life.

The tree in his yard was covered with red ribbons.

Xiao Yuan has mentioned more than once that her biological father, Shen Qingyan, gives her double the affection.

And then there was that dream I just had.

She felt that her rebirth in this life was the result of the efforts of many, many people, including Mr. Mei and her biological father, Shen Qingyan.

As for her dreams, if they were from her first life, she entered them as if she were a dreamer, while in other dreams, she seemed to be watching from the sidelines.

For example, when she saw her father Qiao Changdong's death, she was always an observer.

Therefore, the dream you just had must not have happened in your first life, but in your previous life.

In her previous life, after she died, did her father, Shen Qingyan, find out about it later?

The thought of him kowtowing step by step, his head covered in blood, until he reached the top of the mountain, and finally breathed his last with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, made my heart ache terribly, and tears welled up in my eyes without my noticing.

Seeing Qiao Qiao staring blankly at the red ribbon in her hand, tears unknowingly streamed down her face.

Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti were even more anxious, not knowing what to do, when Qiao Qiao wiped away her tears with her small hand and told them about the dream she had just had.

After listening, the two fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Yan Liti reached out and touched the little girl's hair, which had become a little messy from sleeping, and said earnestly, "Baby, Grandma is actually very happy to hear that you had this dream."

Qiao Qiao looked at her, puzzled.

“In the previous life, although it was Shen Qingrong’s family who made a big mistake, your father, old man Shen, and I cannot deny that we did not fulfill our responsibilities.”

"If we had found you sooner, none of this would have happened."

"Grandma won't lie to you. There was a time when Grandma doubted herself. What was I doing in my previous life, your father? Did I really just let you die like that and do nothing?"

"Whenever Grandma thinks about this, she can't sleep at night, and she hates us from her previous life with a piercing hatred."

"But now that I've heard you say you had this dream, does that mean that we also made efforts in our past lives?"

"So don't feel guilty, these are things your father should do for you."

Qiao Qiao's eyes reddened even more as she listened, realizing what Yan Liti meant by those words.

Because she understood, she felt not only sad but also moved.

She threw herself into Yan Liti's arms, wrapping her little arms around her neck, expressing her feelings without restraint: "Grandma, don't blame yourselves. It's all the bad people's fault. It has nothing to do with you. Qiaoqiao loves you all so much."

Yan Liti was also moved to tears, feeling that she could die without regrets for Qiao Qiao's words of love for them.

The next day, Qiao Qiao woke up late.

When she got up, she found that Qiao Changdong was not there. She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table and realized that it was already past ten o'clock.

Is it that late?

Qiao Qiao covered her mouth and yawned.

Her gaze swept over the bed, and she saw the clothes she was going to wear that day placed on the bedside table.

Now that it's spring, she doesn't need to wear thick clothes like in winter, so she dressed herself without bothering anyone else.

Qiao Qiao got dressed and walked out of the room one after the other with the turtle. Before she saw anyone else, she heard two familiar voices, which seemed to be arguing.

Qiao Qiao followed the sound and found two old men arguing heatedly in the yard.

The two elderly people moved their rattan chairs and sat under the shade of a tree, facing each other. There was a chessboard in front of them, and judging from their appearance, they must have been arguing about chess again.

"This child is clearly right here!" said Mr. Wang, his emotions running high.

"You're talking nonsense! You think I didn't see it? You switched my child while I was talking to Xiaoyu!" This was Old Master Chang, who was even more agitated.

"I didn't! You're being completely unreasonable!" Old Master Wang was furious.

"You're the carp, your whole family are carp!" Old Master Chang said angrily, then stood up as if to walk out.

As he walked, he said, "You're not honest, your hands are too dirty. I don't want to play with you anymore. I'm going to find Old Man Mo."

"You, you, you..." Old Master Wang looked at his back as he turned away, his fingers trembling with anger, looking like he was having a Parkinson's attack.

Qiao Changdong's new house has a total of eight rooms, four of which are large rooms with bathrooms. Of course, these rooms are not as large as the rooms in the castles of Kyoto.

But in Hongfeng Town, it's already big enough.

The original plan was to have eight rooms, one for each of the four members of their family, one for Fu Yu, one for Grandma Qiao, and two guest rooms.

However, now, Qiao Qiao and Qiao Changdong sleep in one room, Fu Yu sleeps in another, Yan Liti sleeps in another, and there are five more rooms, which are occupied by the Wang family couple and three bodyguards. Old Master Chang also stayed overnight in the Qiao family's new house yesterday.

Unlike the two arguing old men, Fu Yu was holding a pen and writing something down opposite them.

Seeing Qiao Qiao get up with the big tortoise following behind her, Fu Yu immediately put down the paper and pen in his hand, walked over, and fetched the kettle to fill it with hot water for Qiao Qiao to wash her face.

"Where are Grandma and Dad?" Qiao Qiao asked softly as she took the wrung-out towel from Fu Yu.

“The road construction is starting today, and a lot of reporters have come. Uncle Qiao and Grandma Yan said it would be better for you to stay home; they will be back by eleven o'clock at the latest,” Fu Yu replied.

As he spoke, he glanced at his watch and estimated, "It's already ten o'clock, almost there."

The last time Qiao Qiao's photos were exposed, it seemed that it didn't have much of an impact on Qiao Qiao, but Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti were both very bothered by it.

Especially Yan Liti, who has lived in Kyoto for so many years, knows what such exposure means.

In Kyoto, within wealthy social circles, women and children are very reluctant to appear in public, as it is undoubtedly a suicidal act to expose their weaknesses to the public.

A few days ago, Yan Liti even made a phone call and selected three more bodyguards from the dozen or so she had hired in Kyoto, and had them take the fastest train to Hongfeng Town.