My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

Sooner or later, Ben Benn glanced sideways at Jiang Wan, with a faint smile on both of their faces.

Zhang Ruoxing: Is it my misunderstanding? Why does it seem like something is wrong?

Zhang Ruoxing's eyes glanced back and forth at the two of them, and alarm bells rang in his heart, "Now that the matter has been settled, let's go home, aunt! My mother just came over and said that we have cooked duck soup at home, let's go home and drink the soup. .”

After saying that, Zhang Ruoxing got up and took Ban Zan home.

The way Jiang Wan looked at his aunt was getting more and more sticky.

"Then I'll go home first." Sooner or later, he turned around and said to the man behind him.

"Okay." Jiang Wan looked at her back with some reluctance.

Song Chan finally nodded to him, and then quickly caught up with the two of them.

Jiang Wan looked away. He seemed to have thought of something, so he returned to the garage and drove a car out alone.

……

Half an hour later.

When the car arrived at the Jiang family's old house, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were extremely happy for his arrival.

As soon as Jiang Wang stepped into the house, Mrs. Jiang immediately greeted her, "Hey, my eldest grandson is back. Let grandma see if you have gained any weight."

"Grandma." Jiang Wan called her, and then lowered his head consciously.

Mrs. Jiang's old hands gently stroked his cheek for a while, then she frowned and said in pain, "I've lost weight!!"

"Grandma's dear grandson! Why don't you just listen to grandma and move back to the old house? You are so busy every day that you don't have time to take good care of yourself. Come home and grandma will make soup for you every day. Drink, I don’t believe you can’t gain a few more pounds.” Mrs. Jiang said with a pout.

"Grandma will be exhausted." A faint smile appeared on Jiang Wan's lips.

"How can I be so tired? I am just an idle person every day, so I can just find something to do."

Mr. Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and pretended to read the newspaper, glanced at the entrance several times and was listening to the conversation between his grandfather and grandson.

"Grandpa!" Jiang Wan also shouted to him.

Mr. Jiang cleared his throat and pretended to be calm, "You're back?"

Jiang Wan nodded and said "Yeah" and opened his mouth. Just when he was about to say something, a family of three walked in from outside talking and laughing.

That was Jiang Wan's father, Jiang Hanjin, his second wife and 9-year-old son.

After Jiang Hanjin and Mrs. Jiang walked in and saw Jiang Wan, the smiles on their faces froze instantly.

Out of politeness, Jiang Wan nodded towards them.

An embarrassed smile appeared on Mrs. Jiang's face, "It's Awan who's back!"

Jiang Hanjin saw that he was silent, so he snorted coldly and said angrily, "If you don't go to work well on weekdays, why do you come to the old house?"

He has always been cold-hearted towards his son.

Before Jiang Wan could react, Old Mrs. Jiang took the lead and cursed, "Look what you said. Does my eldest grandson need to ask you for instructions when he comes to see me, an old woman?"

"Mom, it's not like you don't know that he killed his own mother as soon as he was born. The master said that he is a lone star, and anyone who gets close to him will not end well. Do you also want to Are you implicated by him?" Jiang Hanjin argued with her while blushing.

Jiang Wan, who was standing aside, instinctively clenched his hands. Although he already had memories of his previous life, when he heard these words, he still felt a little blocked in his heart.

After all, his mother died because of him, that's a fact.

"What a bullshit master, who knows where you hired a charlatan, what kind of evil star, old lady, am I different these years and still alive and well?" Mrs. Jiang patted her chest and said angrily.

"That's because he has been raised outside since he was a child. If he had stayed with you and dad since he was a child, something might have happened a long time ago."

"Okay, you unfilial son, you have long been expecting my old lady to die, haven't you?"

"Mom, you know I didn't mean that."

"What do you mean if you don't mean that? If you hadn't decided not to let Awan live in the old house, would he have been living alone outside for more than twenty years? He obviously has a family, but he lives like an orphan. "Jiang Hanjin, is your heart made of iron? Awan is obviously your son, do you know how much I regret not insisting on taking him with me?" As he said this, Mrs. Jiang began to wipe her hands with distress. cried.

Mrs. Jiang looked at this unbearable scene and could only helplessly cover her youngest son's ears.

Jiang Hanjin's face changed again and again after being scolded by his mother. He looked at Jiang Wan with a look of hatred, "Who knows what kind of freak he is? If he hadn't killed his mother when he was born, How could I do this?"

Jiang Wan's mother was the woman he loved most in his life, but she was killed by this bastard. How could he not hate her?

Listening to the voices of the mother and son arguing, Mr. Jiang suddenly felt his blood pressure rising. He picked up the crutch at hand and banged it on the table, "That's enough!! Shut up, everyone."

The room fell silent for an instant, with the only sound being Old Mrs. Jiang's soft sobbing.

"Grandma, don't be sad. Although I live by myself these years, I still live a good life." Jiang Wan said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Awan, it's grandma who can't help you!"

"I originally took the time to come over to see you and grandpa today. Now that I see that you are in good health, I feel relieved." Jiang Wan gently rubbed the hand she held tightly against hers a few times. "You and grandpa must take good care of yourselves. I will go back to the company to handle official business first. I will come to see you and grandpa when I am free."

"Ah Wan!" Mrs. Jiang looked at his back as he decided to leave, her heart tightening with discomfort.

As soon as Jiang Wan left, Jiang Le broke away from his mother's hand, turned around and ran out the door.

"Ale, where are you going?" Mrs. Jiang shouted at him.

After Jiang Le chased him out, he panted and shouted to Jiang, "Brother!"

Jiang Wan's steps suddenly stopped. He turned back to look at the half-brother in front of him. In his memory, he had seen him several times, but he seemed to have never spoken a word to him.

"Brother, you are very powerful. In fact... I like you very much and will continue to like you in the future." Jiang Le mustered up the courage to say with a blushing face.

He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes peeked at each other from time to time, cautiously, for fear that his behavior would make his brother unhappy.

Jiang Wan stared at him for a few seconds, then opened his lips slightly and spoke to him for the first time in his history, "Go back quickly!"

After saying that, he turned around, opened the door and got into the car, and soon the car drove out of the old house.