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Chapter 191 One more person hurts

Looking at the handkerchief in front of her, Mrs. Jiang burst into tears and laughed, "Pfft, did it scare you?"

As he said that, he took the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then carefully folded the handkerchief and held it in his hand.

"Consider this a meeting gift for your adoptive mother." Mrs. Jiang said.

"This……"

Shen Jiaojiao opened her mouth and wanted to say that if she really wanted to accept the marriage, she would find a better gift.

What kind of treasure is a mere handkerchief?
Everyone around them dispersed in unison to give the new 'mother and daughter' some time to spend together.

Shen Jiaojiao's face showed a bit of nervousness, "Auntie, this handkerchief is nothing..."

"You still call me aunt? You should call me stepmother." Mrs. Jiang gave her an angry look.

She coughed lightly and looked embarrassed, not knowing how to respond.

The Meng Mansion is her home, and Mr. Meng and Mrs. Meng are her foster parents. How can she recognize another foster mother?

How can anyone in the world recognize so many godfathers?

"Jiaojiao, you don't need to have any worries. Your sworn brother is aware of this matter."

Mrs. Jiang smiled gently, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Ah Hui said, if you don't accept me as your adoptive mother, you won't want the Meng family anymore. Now you have one more person to love you, and he is very happy for you."

Shen Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, not quite believing that the sworn brother was such a warm-hearted person as Mrs. Jiang said.

She subconsciously glanced in the direction of her adopted brother.

Meng Hui's expression was indifferent, and his movements showed the aura of a superior.

The noble young master sitting next to him talking was made to look like a subordinate reporting to him.

Suddenly, the man's eyebrows moved, he turned his head lightly and glanced towards her.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly looked away and pretended to be chatting seriously with Mrs. Jiang.

"I...I don't know." She shook her head, "This is too sudden, I can't understand it."

"Good child, don't be afraid." Mrs. Jiang patted the back of her hand lovingly, "The adoptive mother has made arrangements, you just need to offer a cup of tea."

After saying that, without giving Shen Jiaojiao time to react, Mrs. Jiang turned to look at everyone with a smile on her face.

"Everyone, I am so shy today. Please witness this moment together."

As he spoke, a group of maids came in carrying a variety of melon and fruit desserts.

Walking at the end was Jiang Qiqi, who was carrying a wooden tray.

"Sister, here you go."

In the wooden tray is a cup of tea.

Jiang Qiqi was quite eccentric at a young age. Seeing that Shen Jiaojiao didn't answer the question, she pouted unhappily.

"Don't you want to be Qiqi's sister?"

Shen Jiaojiao smiled awkwardly, feeling as if her whole body was being roasted on a fire, and she stood there helpless.

At the critical moment, Mrs. Meng came over.

"Jiaojiao, why don't you serve tea to Mrs. Jiang quickly?" Mrs. Meng personally picked up the teacup and handed it to her, "Quick, I'll serve tea to your stepmother Jiang."

Shen Jiaojiao is very familiar with her adoptive mother.

The adoptive mother was clearly dissatisfied, but because Mrs. Chiang revealed the matter in public without informing her, she had no choice but to accept it.

Realizing that her adoptive mother was a little dissatisfied, Shen Jiaojiao's heart, which had long since given up, became excited again.

See, her stepmother still cares about her...

Maybe the adoptive mother didn't see her heart clearly before. When she saw Mrs. Jiang robbing her, she finally remembered her kindness and couldn't bear to leave her.

Just when she was overjoyed and thinking about how to politely reject Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Meng spoke again.

"I never thought that you would win the favor of Mrs. Jiang. It would be great if Wan'er could also accept Mrs. Jiang as her adoptive mother..."

These words were like a ladle of ice water, cooling her down.

It turns out I wasn’t reluctant to leave her...

The stepmother just didn't want to make the situation ugly.

The person that the adoptive mother cared about in her heart was Meng Wan from beginning to end, and she was not even given a corner seat.

She took a deep breath and took the tea cup solemnly.

"Yi... Meng Yimu, don't worry, Jiaojiao knows, I'll serve you tea now." The sound of 'Meng Yimu' was like an invisible sharp blade, cutting through the mother-daughter friendship that lasted more than ten years.

Mrs. Meng frowned, not quite used to this title, but still urged: "As long as you know, hurry up and kneel down on the futon and serve tea to your stepmother Jiang."

Mrs. Meng pointed to the futon placed on the ground by the maid.

Shen Jiaojiao nodded and walked to the futon in a few steps.

Mrs. Jiang did not sit down. Instead, she walked up to Mrs. Meng, pulled her to the chair, and asked her to sit on the left, while she took the right seat.

This is to respect Mrs. Meng and take her as your leader.

Everyone nodded in praise, thinking that Mrs. Chiang's behavior was very appropriate.

Even if Shen Jiaojiao recognized another godly relative, she would still be unable to surpass Mrs. Meng.

Seeing Mrs. Jiang being so open-minded and caring carefully about her feelings for the Meng family, Shen Jiaojiao was deeply moved.

The last bit of resistance dissipated.

She knelt down respectfully and offered the tea cup in her hand to Mrs. Meng.

"Meng Yimu, please have tea."

Mrs. Meng nodded with a smile and took the tea cup.

Shen Jiaojiao picked up another cup of tea, turned to Mrs. Jiang, and saluted her respectfully, "Mother Jiang, please have some tea."

Mrs. Jiang looked at her quietly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, but her eyes became red.

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Not long after, Mrs. Jiang woke up from a dream, hurriedly raised her hands to wipe away her tears, and smiled again.

"I'm so happy."

With that said, he took the tea cup offered by Shen Jiaojiao and took a careful sip.

After drinking tea, Mrs. Jiang turned back and glanced at the eldest maid.

The eldest maid understood and walked forward holding the brocade box.

"Jiaojiao, my adoptive mother has thought about it for a long time and feels that this hairpin is the perfect match for you." Mrs. Jiang took the brocade box and opened it carefully, "This hairpin is not a valuable thing, but it was handed down from my ancestors. It means extraordinary."

Everyone raised their necks to see what treasures were inside the brocade box.

Mrs. Jiang is the wife of a dignified governor, how could she give away a random thing?
This must be a treasure!

Mrs. Jiang walked over, helped Shen Jiaojiao up, and handed the brocade box into her arms.

"This is my foster mother's wish. Don't dislike it."

Shen Jiaojiao shook her head quickly, "Why would Jiaojiao dislike it?"

After saying that, he quickly glanced at the brocade box.

Lying quietly inside was a white jade hairpin.

With just one glance, she could see that the hairpin was indeed not a valuable item.

Mrs. Jiang stared at her expression closely, and saw that she did not show any disgust. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and began to explain to her why she gave this gift.

"Take the hairpin handed down from our ancestors, and you and I will become a family."

Shen Jiaojiao was startled, "A family?"

"Yes, a family." Mrs. Jiang nodded vigorously, "The adoptive mother is your family."

Again.

It's the pronunciation of 'yi' again.

Shen Jiaojiao frowned. Mrs. Jiang would sometimes pronounce the word "righteousness" of "adopted mother" unclearly for no reason.

But Mrs. Jiang clearly knows how to pronounce this word.

really weird……

Just as he was thinking about it, someone suddenly hugged his thigh.

She looked down and saw Xiaotuanzi hugging her thigh and rubbing his face against it.

"Sister, you are my sister, Qiqi has one more person to hurt!" Jiang Qiqi said excitedly.

Shen Jiaojiao's heart moved slightly and she looked at the brocade box in her hand.

It turns out that this is what 'family' means.

(End of this chapter)