Waiting for you to fall a flower

Shi Jiang thought about it for two days and finally came to qianxue's house. Qin Lan did not know what happened to her daughter before, and naturally did not see the subtle changes between her daughter and her son-in-law.

"Xiaojiang, sit down. I'll get you a glass of water."

Qin Lan greeted her warmly. Shi Jiang said awkwardly, "Mom, no need. I'm not thirsty. I just want to talk to qianxue alone."

Yang Qianxue stood up calmly and pointed upstairs, "Let's talk in my room."

Shi Jiang followed her upstairs to Qianxue's room. She closed the door and waited for Shi Jiang to reveal his choice.

"Xiao xue, I've thought it through. I want to take you home."

She raised her head in surprise, "You don't mind my past?"

"Since it's all in the past, there's nothing to mind. Besides, it's not your fault. You're a victim too."

Shi Jiang's words of trust moved Qianxue. She lowered her head and did not know what to say.

"Come back with me. We'll live a good life in the future. I didn't care about you in the past. I only care about you now."

She nodded heavily, "Okay."

The moment Yang Qianxue promised Shi Jiang, she had already secretly made up her mind that she would spend her whole life repaying this man who was willing to ignore her past.

The two of them went downstairs. Qianxue said to his mother, "Mom, Shi Jiang and I are going home."

"Oh, okay." Qin Lan nodded again and again. Because she was so happy, the wrinkles on her face smiled into a ball. Seeing her mother so happy, Yang Qianxue became more determined to live a good life with Shi Jiang. From now on, she would not let her mother worry about her.

The cold winter had finally passed, and spring had come, and all things had come back to life. The Ye family mansion was covered in willow trees, and Jing Ya's mood had become exceptionally lively with the arrival of spring.

On weekends, she didn't have to go to work and was bored alone. She took the jade bracelet that the mysterious lady gave her the night her father-in-law died and went to the garden. She sat on the bench and looked at the jade carefully in the sun.

For a long time, she did not think of the mysterious woman again, because in her life, there would always be something like this or that, forcing her to remember this thing, but forget that thing.

It had been almost two months since her father-in-law died, and she still hadn't heard anything about North city's brother. The Ye family seemed to have been much more peaceful. There was no strange thing that happened these days, and she couldn't find out if she wanted to.

The bracelet in his hand glowed with the color of the ocean under the sun. Jing Ya looked sad. With just one bracelet, could he really confirm that Ye Beicheng's biological mother was still alive...

There are few reliable things in this world, and what is there to be sure of?

Jing Ya put the bracelet on her wrist dejectedly and looked around casually. When she saw the housekeeper, Hai uncle, trimming the branches with a pair of shears, she quickly got up and walked over to greet him warmly, "Hai uncle, you're back?"

Three months ago, Hai uncle said that his father was seriously ill and asked for leave to take care of his father. At that time, jingya found out that He Rou had a grandfather.

"Yes, young mistress."

Hai uncle answered indifferently, her face neither hot nor cold. Ever since jingya entered the Ye family, she had not seen him smile at her. She thought, perhaps in his heart, that she had stolen his daughter's position.

"Is your father well?"

Jing Ya was bored and wanted to find some topics to talk to him. Since Shi Dinghai was the butler, he probably knew a lot about the Ye family, especially North city's biological mother and brother.

"Yeah, it's no big deal."

He still spoke in an indifferent tone, not rejecting anyone in a thousand miles, nor hearing a hint of enthusiasm. He answered her questions dutifully.

"You must be very sad about my father-in-law's death, right? After all these years..."

Shi Dinghai stopped his movements and replied with a sad look, "No one can understand my feelings for master."

"At that time, I didn't contact you because I was afraid that your father would not be taken care of. All of a sudden, my father-in-law died and we didn't see him for the last time."

"I came back yesterday and had already gone to see the old master's grave. I talked to him a lot, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear me anymore..."

At this point, Hai uncle's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he was really sad.

Jing Ya quickly comforted him, "Don't be sad. Although a man is dead, his soul is alive. Everyone in the Ye family mourns him. I believe my father-in-law can feel it in the sky."

Shi Dinghai did not stop feeling sad because of her consolation. His eyes were staring blankly ahead, wiping the corners of his eyes with calloused hands from time to time.

"Hai uncle, give me the scissors. I'll trim these plants for you."

Jing Ya reached out to take his twig shears. He shook his head, "No, these trees were my favorites when I was alive. I want to take care of them myself."

"You didn't rest well when you came back yesterday. Go back to your room and rest. I'll take care of you."

She insisted on helping uncle hai, but in fact, she wanted to win his favor, so when she asked him about things, it was not easy to be rejected.

As the two were arguing, Shi Dinghai suddenly shouted, "Don't move."

Jing Ya was startled by him, and she asked, "What... What's wrong?"

Hai uncle stared at the bracelet on her wrist and grabbed her arm trembling, "Where did you get this bracelet?"

Jing Ya was shocked. Did Hai uncle know the owner of this bracelet? She was overjoyed.

"Someone gave it to me. Do you know this bracelet?"

Shi Dinghai looked very excited. He pleaded, "Can you take off the bracelet and show it to me?"

"Oh, okay..."

Jing Ya took the bracelet off his wrist and handed it to Hai uncle. He took it in and out and looked at it a dozen times. As his face changed again and again, Jing Ya was more certain that he knew the source of the bracelet.

"Hai uncle, do you know whose bracelet it is?"

Shi Dinghai did not answer her question, but froze in place. His eyes were confused, as if he had fallen into a demon world, and his energy was out of his mind.

"Hai uncle?"

Jing Ya shouted again and gave him a gentle push.

"Oh, sorry, I'll give this back to you."

Shi Dinghai finally came to his senses. He returned the bracelet to Jing Ya with an embarrassed expression and asked her, "Where did you get this bracelet?"

Jing Ya thought in silence, do you want to tell the truth? Although Hai uncle seemed to be loyal to the Ye family, she didn't know who she was. After a series of conspiracies and evils, could she trust anyone else?

"I said someone else gave it to me."

"Who are you?"

"An old lady who used to love me very much."

"How old is she?"

The more Hai uncle asked, the more certain Jing Ya was that he knew the owner of the bracelet.

"He's dead. If he didn't die, he would be in his eighties by now."

"Over eighty?" Shi Dinghai's eyes darkened, "Is there anyone else in her family?"

"No, she's just a lonely old woman."

Jing Ya answered calmly without any sign of lying. Hai uncle believed her and asked jingya, "Do you know the owner of this bracelet?"

He looked up at her and replied, "I don't know..."

Jing Ya was stunned. She did not expect Hai uncle to answer that she did not know him. She was very angry at once and cursed in her heart, "You rotten housekeeper, you want to get a message out of my mouth, but you are not telling the truth. If you don't know the owner of this bracelet, why were you so excited just now and asking questions?"

"I don't think you know either. You've been staying at the Ye family. How could you possibly know an old lady near my house?"

Jingya smiled innocently and deliberately did not let Hai uncle see the dissatisfaction in her heart. After all, he had been with his father-in-law for more than 20 years, and even ye North city gave in to him.

"Yeah." Shi Dinghai nodded, picked up the scissors and began to work again. His expression quickly returned to its usual calm.

"Then you should be busy. I won't bother you."

Jing Ya waved her hand and turned away from the garden. She went upstairs with questions in her mind. After entering the room, she lay on the sofa and continued to look at the jade bracelet while thinking about what Hai uncle had just said.

From her sharp observation, Hai uncle must have known this bracelet, which indirectly proved that 80 % of the women who came to offer incense on the night of his father-in-law's death were his original Shangguan Ziyu.

Who else could recognize this bracelet? Jing Ya frowned, thinking that the old servants of the Ye family had all been disbanded, and no one seemed to know the people and things from more than twenty years ago.

She was about to put the bracelet away, and suddenly, she thought of her elder sister. The year Madam Shangguan left, her elder sister had become sensible. Would she remember that the bracelet belonged to her mother?

It was a momentary thought, but she quickly rejected it. Elder sister was already stupid. What else could she remember? If she could remember her mother's things, she would never forget her mother's appearance, let alone call her mother Dou Huayue.

But in her heart, she still felt unwilling. After struggling for a while, she decided to try. Maybe silly big sister, she recognized this bracelet and believed that there was a miracle in this world...

Jing Ya took the bracelet and went to her room. She was about to knock on the door when suddenly, across the door, she heard a familiar song...

"That year's snowflakes fell and plum blossoms bloomed. That year's huaqing pond left too much sorrow..."

Her body stiffened instantly, her hands raised in midair and she forgot to knock or put them down. She thought of that night a long time ago, in order to chase a mysterious shadow, she had heard this song in the ruins of the Ye family. It was not a name, but she was very impressed with the tone. It was exactly the same.

She pushed the door open and entered the room. Her elder sister was sitting alone on the bed, playing with her messy long hair. Jing Ya suddenly barged in and gave her a fright.

"Jing Ya, why are you here..." Ye Mengxin's face broke into a pure smile after she was frightened.

"Elder sister, what did you sing just now? Have you ever sung in the forbidden land?"

Jing Ya grabbed her wrist and waited for her answer with a look of urgency.

Silly big sister looked at her doubtfully, "What are you talking about..."