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For this old man, he is grateful and has some unspeakable hatred. He is grateful that he picked up Wen Ning twenty years ago and gave her a chance to live in this world. He met him, but he hated him for taking his baby with him. After entering this terrible marriage, but unable to protect her well, she is such a good little girl, and she has suffered all disasters since she was a child.
However, Wen Ning respects him, then his hatred will also dissipate. If he really wants to hate him, he should hate himself, hate himself for not meeting her earlier, hate himself for not taking her out sooner, hate himself for not being able to recognize her sooner out her.
Jiang Shu concentrated his mind, retracted his thoughts, and checked around Grandpa Wen's bedroom several times.
The Wen family didn't usually come to Grandpa Wen's bedroom to look after him, but now they think that the house just passed away, which is bad luck. Since Wen Ning left, no one has entered the house.
The furnishings in the room are still as they were from the beginning. The things in the room that belong to the elderly are not valuable, and they haven't moved at all.
Jiang Shu collected some books that the old man had read and written before his death, and planned to take them back to Wen Ning as a thought. After all, this is the grandfather who accompanied her growing up, and the little girl always has deep feelings.
When the man returned to the manor, more than an hour later, he entered the hall. He wanted to go to the upstairs bedroom to see Wen Ning, but as soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by the servant with an embarrassed expression: "Sir, Mrs. We fell asleep on the sofa, we were afraid that she would catch a cold, and we dared not call her..."
Jiang Shu immediately changed his footsteps and walked towards the sofa. When he reached the partition, he saw Wen Ning's little one huddled on the sofa, sleeping on his arm.
She even wore the same clothes as when she came, and she didn't take a bath or go upstairs to rest.
Jiang Shu hurriedly walked over, and lightly picked him up by the waist. The little girl habitually rubbed against his chest. After finding a comfortable position, she smack her lips and fell asleep.
Jiang Shu's nervous heart was relieved a little. He used to never care whether she wanted to or not when he touched her. He often felt it and wanted it, but now he is worried that she will lose his temper when he even hugs her. , for fear of her dissatisfaction, she turned her head and left at any time.
In Wen Ning's sleep, he kept dreaming that his grandfather was not sleeping well. Jiang Shucai had just walked to the corner of the stairs with the person in his arms.
The little girl frowned childishly, rubbing her eyes and gradually woke up.
Jiang Shu held his breath for a while, and stopped in place, wondering if he should continue to go upstairs.
The little guy in her arms finally opened her eyes, she was stunned for a while, only to realize that she was not on the sofa, but was hugged by him.
Jiang Shu had no choice but to open his mouth, and Shasha's voice overflowed from his throat, with a certain tenderness: "It's okay, you go back to sleep, and you'll be in the bedroom in a while."
Wen Ning pouted, struggling to get down from his arms: "I'll go by myself, you let me down..."
The man sighed lightly and carefully put the man down.
"Why don't you go back to your room to sleep? The servants have just put the bath water in. If you are tired, it will be more comfortable to take a bath and sleep again."
Wen Ning didn't say a word, and after a long while, he suddenly muttered: "I don't know which bedroom it is, if I go wrong and go to a room that shouldn't be entered, it will be bad, so I just stay on the sofa... ..." to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Jiang Shu breathed for a while, recalling that when he was in the bedroom on the third floor of Yuganwan, he was furious in vain and forced her to sign the divorce agreement.
The man hurriedly explained: "Ningning, that room is actuallyโ"
"You don't need to tell me, and I don't want to know." Wen Ning, who had always been quiet, suddenly interrupted him, "There's no need."
The author has something to say: Ning Ning: Jiang Shu, I want to count the past with you one by one.
Jiang Gou: I kill myself.
The epidemic has delayed a lot of course progress, so our teachers rushed to the schedule frantically, and then I was sanctioned very badly. I had to finish my homework every day before updating it (when I went to the cafeteria to eat at noon, I had to queue for at least half an hour between meals, crying. )
So the latest updates are all in the middle of the night. I usually start writing after I finish my homework, and I will post it after I finish it, so everyone can get up and read it the next morning.
Tomorrow these two cubs will meet each other.
Chapter 47
The funeral had been prepared for several days. Jiang Shu knew that Wen Ning had a deep affection for his grandfather. Even if he was cold-hearted, for her, he had to arrange the funeral of the old man properly.
The irony is that on the day of Grandpa Wen's funeral, if Jiang Shu had not been prepared, the children of the Wen family who really carried the old man's blood would not even be able to bring out a decent black dress.
During the whole ceremony, a solemn and black-clothed pair were outsiders in the traditional sense. When the grandfather was sent away, Wen Ning was the only one who cried.
When an old man in the countryside passes away, it is customary to hold a banquet. Everyone sends off the old man properly together, and there is an explanation among the villagers.
During this period, Jiang Shu was busy with his work, and he contributed money and energy. Although he had never mastered the folk customs, he was in the upper position.
At the banquet, many people talked about Grandpa Wen's past, sighing that he had been tormented by illness for many years, bedridden for a long time, and now he is gone, it is not a relief.
Someone secretly glanced at Jiang Shu in front of the courtyard not far away, ate a mouthful of food, and said enviously, "This Wen family is really a good incense burner, look at how well their granddaughter is married, Grandpa Wen. Before I leave, I can see my granddaughter entrusted to such a reliable man, and I feel relieved to leave."
Before the man's voice fell, the neighbors at the table all looked at the person he was talking about. In fact, there were many people in the banquet, but Jiang Shujingui's cold temperament was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The stock is alienated and oppressive. Many people want to see it, but they always feel afraid. At this moment, it can be fair and square.
"The Wen family is very lucky. This man is handsome and tall. He doesn't look like ordinary people like us."