Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

"That's right, our Yan family will not let her bully her at will."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenxuan's grandmother smiled, her face full of complacency.

"By the way, Wenxuan, where's your wife, didn't you bring it here to show your grandparents?"

Grandpa Jiang Wenxuan, who was on the side, looked around and spoke in disappointment.

"No, there are a lot of things going on in the company recently. Next time, next time I come here, I will definitely bring her over to show you two."

Jiang Wenxuan pondered for a moment, but held back. It is indeed a bit inappropriate to tell the two people to ask them for help.

From the words, Jiang Wenxuan knew that the two of them hated Liu Bili no less than he did. If they knew that Liu Bili had caused this incident, they might not be able to help.

"Okay, if your mother sees you like this and knows that you are married, she might be so happy."

Looking at Jiang Wenxuan, grandma's eyes were full of relief and kindness.

"Ah, by the way, grandma wants to give you something."

Just as she was talking, grandma suddenly stood up and walked slowly towards the stairs.

"Grandma, what are you looking for, don't worry, look for it tomorrow."

Seeing the old lady staggering forward, Jiang Wenxuan hurried forward to support her.

"No, I have to find it now, and I will forget it tomorrow."

The old lady insisted on going up, Jiang Wenxuan could only support her and walked upstairs together.

"Come, come here."

When they arrived at the entrance, the old lady hurriedly greeted Jiang Wenxuan.

She carefully took out a box from under the table, wiped the dust off it, and opened the lock.

"These are all the jewelry your mother wore at home. Grandma is old and can't keep them for you. Take them back with you when you go back."

The old lady took out a piece of jewelry and explained to Jiang Wenxuan.

Hearing her words, Jiang Wenxuan's heart tightened suddenly. This feeling was the same as explaining the funeral.

"Grandma, don't, you better keep it, I'll get it later."

Jiang Wenxuan quickly shied away and put the jewelry back into the box.

"Take it, grandma has a bad memory now. If I don't remember where to put it next time, it will be even more troublesome. These are all your mother's relics. You have to take good care of them."

The old lady was very stubborn and took out the things one by one and put them on the table.

"These are all things she liked very much in the past. She said that she would not take them away after she got married. She would wear them when she went home. Who knows, after returning to China, she didn't have much time to come back. These jewelry have also been left unused and kept here. Ashes."

Watching the old lady wipe each piece carefully, Jiang Wenxuan couldn't help but get red eyes.

"You, keep this in mind, don't forget, Yanyan loves you very much, although she hasn't been with you for many years, you are the person he cares about the most, you know?"

As she spoke, the old lady looked at Jiang Wenxuan with red eyes and explained to him.

"I know, but, grandma, why on earth did my mother leave, can you tell me?"

Jiang Wenxuan tried his best to restrain his emotions, but he completely collapsed in their memories again and again.

Everyone told him not to pursue the cause of his mother's death anymore, but this place full of mother's breath made him no longer able to control his emotions.

"Son, about this matter, the outer skin promised your mother not to tell you, so you don't have to waste your energy, I won't tell you about this matter, you just need to remember that she loves you very much."

Seeing Jiang Wenxuan's out-of-control appearance, grandma also had a look of distress on her face, but some things cannot be seen in the light of day.

"Grandma, uncle kept it from me, and you didn't tell me. I'm going crazy because of this."

As he spoke, Jiang Wenxuan hugged his head, his face full of pain.

"Wenxuan, if you really want to know about this, you should ask your father, he knows the truth better, grandma can't break her promise to your mother."

The old lady couldn't bear it, so she couldn't help but say something more.

"My Father?"

"Well, you can ask him. As for whether he is willing to tell you, it depends on what he thinks, you know?"

The old lady sighed, locked the box tiredly, and handed it to Jiang Wenxuan.

"Go back and ask again. Go down with grandma. Your grandpa misses you. We've been looking forward to your coming all day and all night."

Jiang Wenxuan looked puzzled, and followed his grandmother downstairs in a daze.

"What is it? I still have to go up to get it. Wouldn't it be good to let the inscription go up?"

Seeing two people coming down, grandpa joked.

"Yeah, Mom, it's fine if I go and get it, and I need you two to go."

Yan Mingwen hurried forward to support his mother.

"It's Yanyan's jewelry before she was alive. I asked Wenxuan to take it with me. My memory is getting worse and worse. I always forget where it is. Didn't I find it out on purpose?"

Hearing this, the old lady glanced at the jewelry box in Jiang Wenxuan's hand and said to them.

"Wenxuan, your mother is the most precious of these things, you should take good care of them."

Yan Mingwen quickly opened his mouth and told Jiang Wenxuan.

However, Jiang Wenxuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts at this time, did not hear Yan Mingwen's words at all, and stared blankly at the jewelry box in his hand without even turning his eyes.

Seeing that Jiang Wenxuan didn't reply for a long time, Yan Mingwen reached out and shook Jiang Wenxuan's face, interrupting his thinking.

"What are you thinking, talking to you?"

"Ah, uncle, what are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wenxuan raised his head and started questioning Yan Mingwen.

"I told you to keep it safe. Your mother treasures her jewelry the most. Her greatest hobby is collecting these things."

"Okay, I will take good care of it."

Jiang Wenxuan vowed to promise, and now Yan Mingwen nodded in satisfaction.

And the grandmother beside him couldn't help sighing in her heart when she saw his absent-minded appearance.

At night, in the room of grandparents, two voices sounded in the room.

"Have you told Wenxuan?"

"No, how could I tell him? If I tell her, Yanyan won't be angry."

Grandma quickly shook her head and said.

"That's good. Yanyan asked us not to tell him about it."

Hearing this, Grandpa breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I asked him to ask Jiang Heting. If Jiang Heting is willing to say it, that's another matter." Grandma said disdainfully.

"You, confused, you said that, he can't go back and ask, that Yanyan's last wish, isn't it."

When Grandpa heard this, his heart tightened immediately.

No, it's still against her own daughter's wishes. Asking who is not asking, Jiang Wenxuan still needs to know.

"What are you worried about? Jiang Heting, does he dare to let Wenxuan know? Does he have the courage? Are you still worried?"