Yuxiang

"This is the room that Xiu once lived in. Although no one has lived in it for the past 20 years, the master and wife have sent people to clean it every day, and the furnishings inside have not been touched."

Jiang Bo paused for a moment, pointed to the drawer by the window and said, "There is a photo album there, full of beautiful photos, you must want to see it."

"Uncle Jiang, are you familiar with my mother?" Murong Xianxian asked suddenly.

"Familiar, of course I am familiar with Xiu. I watched Xiu grow up. It's a pity that I met such a bastard... Ah, I'm sorry." Jiang Bo suddenly thought of the relationship between the two children in front of him and the "bastard" in his mouth. , the expression on his face became awkward.

"It's okay, Uncle Jiang, I like to say these two words, it's just specially designed for that person." Murong Xianxian said plainly.

"If Sun Xiu doesn't have any orders, I'll go out first." Jiang Bo bowed slightly and was about to leave.

"Please wait."

Murong Xianxian called to her, took out a stack of cards and handed them over: "Uncle Jiang, this is my brother's diet menu and work and rest time for a week, he must follow this."

"Yes, I will give orders." Jiang Bo promised and opened the door to go out, and then closed the door very carefully.

"Xiao Xiao, this is mother's room." Murong Xianxian took her younger brother's hand and looked around the room. Although it was very clean and no one had lived in it for a long time, she could still feel that there was something here. A familiar breath.

"sister,"

Xiao Xiao timidly pulled at the corner of her clothes, "Is mom back?"

"Oh, no, mom didn't come back, this is where she used to live." Murong Xianxian realized that after her mother passed away.She told her brother that her mother actually went to a very, very far away place, and he didn't expect him to remember it so well.

"Come and sit."

Murong Xianxian pulled Xiaoxiao to the side of the bed, let him sit on the bed, and then opened the desk drawer.Take out an old photo album with a plastic flower cover...it has Mom's past in it.

"Xiao Xiao, do you miss your mother?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"I want to." There was a look of longing in the little eyes.

"Mom is here, let's watch together."

Murong Xianxian sat down next to her younger brother, and opened the old photo album whose cover had turned yellow. The six photos on the first page were photos of a baby girl, fat and cute.A pair of smart eyes seem to be smiling at you, and they seem to be studying what you are thinking, and then...the baby grows into a toddler girl... Old photos show her Unveiled the mother's growth trajectory...

The conversation downstairs has been transferred from the hall to the study room, but there are only three participants, Jiang Heping, Jiang Bo, and Jiang Haitian.

"Jiang Bo, what do you think?" Jiang Heping sat there, a little excited just now.Up to now his complexion is still not very good-looking, Jiang Bo did not rush to answer, but quickly took out a porcelain vase that was placed on the bookshelf.From it poured out a bead-like crystal green pill, and put it into Jiang Heping's mouth... His complexion gradually recovered immediately, and Jiang Heping pointed to the chair next to him: "Sit down and talk."

Jiang Bo sat down in response, but his back was straight: "Sun Xiu looks exactly like Xiu, and her surname is Murong. You can tell that she is Xiu's daughter at a glance."

"I know I can't be wrong."

Jiang Heping sighed: "Uncle Jiang, you have always been good at judging people. What do you think of Slim?"

"Same as the show."

Jiang Bo hesitated for a moment, and said: "However, she seems to have an extra...an indescribable temperament that makes people feel very comfortable. She should have obtained the true biography of Wenxiangfang."

"Dad, do you want her to stay?" Jiang Haitian asked.

"Do you think it's okay?"

Jiang Heping sighed softly: "20 years ago, I failed to keep Xiuhe, and that was the reason for my later misfortune. Today, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. Your mother and I are already old, and we can't do it again. Go through it once."

"Dad, it's impossible for Xianxian to stay." Jiang Haitian was anxious.

"Why? Could it be that my Jiang family can't afford to support them?"

Jiang Heping's eyes widened, Jiang Haitian was really scared, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, don't be angry. You also know that Xianxian is the heir of Wenxiangfang, and it is impossible for her to leave Wenxiangfang."

"No reason!"

Jiang Heping patted the table: "She is the heir of Wenxiangfang, not a prisoner of Wenxiangfang. When she grows up in the future, of course she can choose where to live. Does Wenxiangfang want to paint the ground as a prison?"

Probably because he felt that his tone was too harsh, he let out a long sigh and said: "I owe a lot to their mother, daughter, siblings and siblings all these years, I can no longer say that they lived that kind of hard life."

"Dad, I understand what you mean."

Jiang Haitian thought about his words and said: "But you also have to think about the feelings of Xianxian's sister and brother. They will accept what they like. Moreover, Xianxian's personality is very similar to that of the younger sister. If you force her, it will only backfire."

"What can a child know?!"

As soon as Jiang Xiuhe was mentioned, Jiang Heping's voice became a little low, and his breath became a little calmer, but the pain in his eyes became more and more profound.

"I'm going to celebrate my 20th birthday soon, so I'm not young anymore."

Jiang Haitian wanted to liven up the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "You also know that she is the heir of Wenxiangfang, money is definitely not a problem for her, just before she came to the United States, she was in Hong Kong's jewelry fair. A rough emerald stone was sold for 300 million, and the money alone is enough for the siblings to enjoy."

"Huh? There is such a thing? Tell me."

The old man's attention was immediately diverted, and he began to listen to the story of Jiang Haitian Jiang Murong Xianxian's gambling stone with great interest.

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"Xianxian." There was a light knock on the door, it was Jiang Caijing.

Murong Xianxian turned her head and glanced at Xiao Xiao who was sleeping soundly on the bed, got up gently, quickly opened the door and went out, then closed the door gently again.

"Did you take a nap?" Seeing her appearance, Jiang Caijing lowered her voice a bit.

"Well, it's probably due to jet lag, I'm not used to it yet." Murong Xianxian replied softly.

"Go, go to my room and talk."

Jiang Caijing pulled her away: "Grandpa and Dad went to the study to talk, grandma and mother went to sleep, Jiang Shangsong and Johnny went behind the ghost Chongchong and didn't know what to do."

"Isn't Johnny the child of my aunt? Why did you give him a foreign name?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"It's not my aunt... Well, let's not talk about it, his name is Johnny Ding, grandpa and grandma don't like it, but let them go."

When she came to Jiang Caijing's room, she closed the door and poured her two cups of tea. The tea was fragrant, and it was the tea from Wenxiangfang.

"Why do you like drinking tea?" Murong Xianxian said with a smile.

"If I told you that I fell in love with traditional Chinese culture, would you laugh?" Jiang Caijing also drank tea leisurely.

"I'm definitely going to laugh, and my stomach hurts from laughing." Murong Xianxian really laughed, but it wasn't that exaggerated.

"Let me tell you, luckily you put the tea leaves in two bags. I put that bag in the kitchen and asked the kitchen to make a pot for me every morning, but my grandpa smelled it and asked the kitchen to give it to him every day. Come for a pot, if you don't come, the tea will be gone."

"You must have known that I would bring tea?" Murong Xianxian rolled her eyes.

"I didn't ask you to bring it, but I know you like to drink tea. It must taste like tea... It's homemade, you can't just be self-sufficient, right?" Jiang Caijing rubbed her shoulder and reached out to her before.

"I've never seen you so thick-skinned!" Murong Xianxian opened hers in front of her.

"Anyway, I'll drink whatever you drink." Jiang Caijing raised her face and said, "But a lot of people asked me where I bought this tea, but I didn't say a word, but well... If my needs are not If you are satisfied, then it’s not good.”

"How dare you threaten me!"

Murong Xianxian put down the teacup, and with a tiger pounce, Jiang Caijing was thrown onto the bed, and her hands were put under her armpits.

"Hahaha...don't dare...haha...you hurry...hahaha...let go..."

Jiang Caijing screamed wildly, tears streaming down her face.

"Let you go."

Murong Xianxian withdrew his troops proudly: "Threatening people also requires cost. With your small physique, you still have to challenge me."

"Are you sure, I'm your cousin, how dare you treat me like this?" Jiang Caijing asked angrily.

"Who made you disrespectful?" Murong Xianxian spoke eloquently.

After panting for a while, Jiang Caijing kept a safe distance from Murong Xianxian, and then said: "You violent woman, it's better to stay away from you. By the way, those green beads you gave me this time are worth a lot. Thanks to these green beads, the bodies of grandma and grandpa recovered so quickly, but grandma's eyes and legs... I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up anymore, and my eyesight will decline more and more .”

Her tone began to darken, obviously sad.

"I just saw that grandma's legs are troublesome, but with me here, it's no problem to stand up, and I can prepare an eyewash for grandma, it won't be so bad." Murong Xianxian comforted .

"Is what you said true?"

Jiang Caijing jumped off the bed in surprise, stared at her and asked.

"I am the owner of Wenxiangfang, and I have learned more than just making spices!" Murong Xianxian said proudly.

"Then I'll tell Grandpa about it now." Jiang Caijing has a personality that says wind is rain.

"Don't worry, I'll give grandma a pulse first."

Murong Xianxian pulled Zhuan Caijing, "Please introduce this big family to me first."

In fact, when she was stroking the old lady's knees just now, she had already checked with her true energy... Although the organs of the elderly are a little weak, the treatment is not very strenuous. Using acupuncture against the current and assisting with proper massage, the recovery Not a problem.If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Novel () to register as a member to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my biggest motivation. )