NovelEnglishBonnie was convinced by the rhetoric.
She hurriedly changed her clothes, painted a light makeup, and went downstairs.
Downstairs in the dining room, five children were warmly inviting Old Mr. Pearson to breakfast.
"Grandpa, try this, this boiled egg is delicious!"
"Grandpa drink my milk, my milk is strawberry flavor oh, super sweet!"
"Sister, Grandpa Tai should eat a light diet, it's better to eat vegetable salad."
"I have apples over here, apples are good for your health."
Old Mr. Pearson was surrounded by five little ones and couldn't stop smiling.
God knows how much he wants to hold his grandchildren sooner.
But because Rachel always disliked the Jones Family heir as a replacement, the marriage was delayed.
In retrospect, it's a good thing it wasn't held.
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How else can you tell the Jones Family now that your own granddaughter is someone else?
As he was thinking, Old Mr. Pearson noticed Bonnie coming down the stairs out of the corner of his eye.
"Bonnie, there you are." Old Mr. Pearson said kindly and gently.
Bonnie nodded and walked over to the table, "Better eat something soft and sweet, Donna!"
Donna is most understanding and immediately said, "Old master, | have prepared bird's nest and chicken soup, which one do you
like?"
"Chicken soup is fine, please Donna."
"Where are the words, young grandmother's own grandfather, | should take good care of it."
As she said that, Donna went to the kitchen and brought out two bowls of chicken soup.
One bowl for Old Mr. Pearson and one bowl for Bonnie.
As for Max, he looked at Donna with bewildered pity, "Where's mine?"
Donna gave him a blank stare, "Mr. Pearson is young, learn to fend for yourself."
Max had to run to the kitchen himself and serve a big bowl of chicken soup.
Hey, | don't really like chicken soup, but it's the sbreakfast as my sister!
Several people sat at the dinner table, eating and talking.
At the end, Old Mr. Pearson wiped his mouth and proposed to go to the cemetery to pay respect to the Morgan family parents.
If it weren't for them, Bonnie would have been living in an orphanage.
Perhaps, in the orphanage until the age of 18 are not adopted, after which they can only stand on their own, struggling to survive
at the bottom of society.
Old Mr. Pearson is grateful to the Morgan family parents.
If not for them, there is no Bonnie today.
The three said this and set out for the cemetery.
The elderly man, who is over the age of 18, kneels very religiously in front of the tombstone.
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Bonnie's eyes were moist.
She spoke in her heart in a whisper, "Mom and Dad, this is my own grandfather, | found my real hand met my family, in the
future, | will get better and better."
A gust of wind blew up and the sound of wind chimes cto Bonnie's ears.
And still shell wind chimes!
Bonnie's heart instantly perked up.
She remembers very clearly that when she was very, very young, Father MorganMother Morgan said that when people die, they go
to the return of the ruins, a place at the end of the ocean.
But when people die, their souls do not die, their voices are hidden in the shells, and as long as the shells are held close to the ear,
you can hear the thoughts they left behind.
As well, the shells collide, and also they can't wait to meet and look forward to.
"Mom and Dad, you heard that, right?" Bonnie's tears fell uncontrollably, "lI know you all heard me! You must have heard me!"
The Max next to her held her up, "Well, you're still a pregnant woman yourself, don't have so many mood swings, be careful of the
baby in your belly."
Bonnie then raised her hand to wipe away the tears and squeezed out a smile, "I'm crying with joy, happy tears."
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