Make cards, I am your ancestor!

Wen Jiang received a medal from the empire early in the morning at Jimo's house.

That used to be a symbol carried by Jimo Xiao.

It was an acquaintance who came to return the medal.

Yan Moling.

When he saw that the heir of the Jimo family turned out to be Wen Jiang, Yan Moling was lying if he said he was not shocked.

"It's you?"

"It's me, surprised?" Wen Jiang raised the corners of his lips and asked, "Thank you for your hard work this early morning."

"No hard work, this is what we should do. General Jimo Xiao has an heir, and this is something that the empire also feels gratified about." Yan Moling subconsciously said, calmed down instantly, and handed over a high-quality velvet box.

"This is the noble medal of your Jimo family."

Q Jiang took it and opened it. It was a diamond-shaped brooch-style badge, embellished in black and gold, with the outline of a...butterfly engraved in the middle?

The butterfly was a bit abstract, and Wen Jiang thought of the butterfly card that appeared.

No wonder it wasn't found.

And for some unknown reason, the inheritance cards of the Jimo family have never been used, so the public has no impression.

Just looking at the medals, it is difficult to arouse associations.

There is some blood on the bottom of the wings, and it can be seen that it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the edges and corners have a sense of solemnity left by the years.

Seeing which medal Jiang Zaisao was holding, even Yan Moling couldn't help but regret and said: "If General Jimo Xiao can last a little longer..."

Wen Jiang didn't answer.

Hua Zhuo looked at the medal quietly, and Yan Moling asked concernedly: "Ma'am, how are you doing recently?"

Hua Zhuo smiled kindly at Yan Moling: "Very good, thank you for your concern."

Yan Moling nodded: "I visited Teacher Li Huijun not long ago, and she also cares about and misses you."

Hua Zhuo's smile became a little forced, and then said: "I will visit her old man when I have time."

After Yan Moling left, Hua Zhuo looked at Jiang and asked, "Someone in the empire you mentioned earlier had contact with you, and it was Yan Moling?"

Judging by the way the two of them talk, you can tell that they knew each other before.

Wen Jiang nodded, Hua Zhuo didn't ask any more, at this time the housekeeper came in to report that Xie Lingyan brought Xie's family to visit.

The niece only came back last night, so it would be unreasonable if she didn't bring someone with her this morning.

Hua Zhuo said: "It happens to be breakfast time, so it's good to meet your family."

After all, he is a member of the Jimo family, and now there are no relatives in the Jimo family. If Wen Jiang gets along with his mother's relatives, maybe he can feel some warmth.

But Hua Zhuo glanced at Wen Jiang's peaceful face, and thought of the rumors about Xie's family outside, and suddenly felt that this matter was very suspenseful.

However, they are relatives after all, right?
The Jimo family is not prosperous, but the Xie family is very prosperous.

The old lady of the Xie family now has only one old lady of the Xie family left. This old lady is eccentric. Back then, she wanted Xie Lingbing to marry a son of a nobleman to get better treatment for the Xie family. I joined the army for a long time and didn't come back until I met the Jimo family. On the contrary, it was nothing to realize the old lady's dream of becoming a wealthy family.

She gave birth to one son and three daughters. Except for her favorite youngest son, Ling Yan, the other children are in other empires. Hearing about the heir, they are rushing back. want to stop.

When Jimo Xiao was around, he could suppress this big family and dare not make mistakes. Since Jimo Xiao passed away, people's hearts began to fluctuate.

Xie Lingyan gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins after marrying his wife. Unfortunately, this family did not inherit the good genes. Apart from Xie Lingbing, the whole family did not have a spirit card master.

Today, Xie Lingyan brought Mrs. Xie, his wife and children to the door.

There is a long table in the living room, Wen Jiang sits at the head seat, Hua Zhuo sits on her left, and it is said that this is the rule of the nobility, even if Hua Zhuo is in charge now, Wen Jiang is back, she is the only representative of the Jimo family .

Wen Jiang didn't bother to care about this now, and when Xie's family arrived, he didn't even bother to stand up to greet him.

To be honest, Wen Jiang felt a headache just looking at this group of people, it was simply that there were too many people and it was annoying.

The old lady Xie was dressed gracefully and luxuriously. It could be seen that the pampered life for so many years had also made this lady from an ordinary family rich, so Xie Lingyan looked like her.

"My granddaughter!"

As soon as Mrs. Xie saw Wen Jiang in the main seat, she didn't need an introduction, her tears were as good as Xie Lingyan's acting skills, and she shed tears as she said.

Trembling, he stepped forward, looking like he wanted to give Wen Jiang a big hug.

Ask Jiang abruptly: "Stop doing this, I haven't seen you in 20 years, I have no feelings, and I don't want to cultivate them."

Everyone: "..."

Even Hua Zhuo looked at Wen Jiang with some surprise, thinking that although the relationship is not very harmonious, but he will be punished when he comes up?

The old lady Xie almost didn't hold back when she heard these words, the tears didn't fall from her eyes, and her dazed look was a bit funny: "Huh?"

Xie Lingyan twitched his eyelids.

Asking Jiang noticed the three people standing behind him.

His wife and his two children.

It looks good, especially his wife, standing there quietly, seeing Wen Jiang without even a trace of basic curiosity, those eyes are more numb and calm to see through the flashy, obviously very delicate and beautiful Face, but always feel the oldness that has been worn too much by life.

Maybe it was Jiang who spoke ruthlessly, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, or Hua Zhuo said: "Come and sit down to eat first, she just came back, there was no one around before, so I don't have any idea about relatives."

The words were gentle, but they couldn't taste more flavor.

Only then did the old lady Xie and others come to their senses, and when Xie Lingyan helped them over, tears finally fell down, as if she still didn't give up: "Ah Jiang, I'm grandma."

When I came here this morning, I already knew Wen Jiang's name.

Asked Jiang: "Too many people is annoying. If I knew I didn't recognize my relatives, it would be bad luck."

Zero egg: "...It seems that you really don't like people around you."

At any rate, I haven't seen relatives for many years, and with zero knowledge, since I was a child without parents or mothers, I must be very eager for family affection.

It forgot that the host is a different species.

The host has no feelings.

Compared to the excitement of Mrs. Xie's family, Wen Jiang nodded coldly: "Understood, you don't need to say it a second time."

One sentence blocked the scheme of the old lady of the Xie family who wanted to play the card of warmth.

The two juniors of the Xie family didn't seem to understand. When they sat down next to the silent mother, the boy complained in a low voice with some displeasure: "This is grandma, your elder, you are really rude."

They have already learned that before returning, Wen Jiang had lived in a slum and was expelled from a noble university.

No matter which noble it is placed in, it is a pretty explosive heir.

There is also a little disdain in the words.

The atmosphere suddenly tightened, and Hua Zhuo realized that he was about to suffer.