God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

Shen Xiuyun thought about it carefully, his face changed slightly, and he whispered to the two of them: "There are many people, so we can talk about it when we go back in the evening."

Yes, his mother Zhang Ruopu loved all kinds of jade jewelry during her lifetime. Among her collections, she especially loved butterflies. In my impression, there are about a dozen pieces of jewelry in the shape of butterflies. They are men's straightforward thinking, thinking that if they give people a token that carries huge wealth, it must be something with extraordinary significance and inheritance of words or patterns. It's a pity that they all forgot that this token was originally given by one woman to another woman. Then, appearing as a romantic and beautiful jewelry seems to be more convincing.

At night, away from the eyes and ears of other Shen family members, Shen Xiuyun took out a small safe in Shen Xiuyun's separate study room, which contained a few jewelry boxes in a small jewelry box.

"This is what I got back from the company today. There are jade ornaments with butterfly shapes stored there." Inside are two brooches, a necklace, a hairpin and a pair of earrings.

"I remember there were quite a few at my grandpa's house, including about seven or eight pieces in the butterfly style." After Zhang Ruopu's death, her only daughter naturally inherited most of her jewelry, but Shen Xiujing kept pretending to be crazy, and these beautiful jewelry The object has no chance to appear in front of the world. Only every time when she returned to the Zhang family's old house, Shen Xiujing would open the jewelry box that her mother left in the Zhang family, and gently rub the jewelry with her fingertips as if they still had body heat, thinking about her mother.

"There used to be some here, but most of them were sets of jadeite and the like, which were of relatively high value. There were two sets at Zhu Fenglin's. I saw her wearing them." Shen Xiujing felt itchy with hatred when she talked about it. "I'll get it back to her sooner or later."

Shen Xiujun said nonchalantly: "It's just personal possessions. Mom's most valuable collections are all in the company's safe. Zhu Fenglin tried to coerce and induce her several times before, wanting to take over Pu, but the manager was chosen by her grandfather and Uncle Zhang personally. Following her advice, I will keep all the things until I can manage. There are also some photos here, some in the shape of butterflies, stored in the Zhang family. Take a look and see if there are any you are familiar with."

William carefully looked at the ingenious jewelry placed in front of him and sighed: "I once saw a lot of them at my great-grandmother's house. She said that these things can only be valuable if someone appreciates them in a peaceful and prosperous time. During the years when she was on the run, , a hairpin can’t even be exchanged for a bowl of rice.”

Perhaps due to blood connection or family background, Zhang Yupu’s mother and two sisters both loved jade jewelry throughout their lives. Even though they were separated for decades and grew up in different cultural environments and had completely different life situations, their aesthetics and The preferences are surprisingly consistent.

"To be honest, they all look familiar, but there is nothing that I think is very special. If I were a girl, maybe I could think of something else. She has a lot of these things, but I can't figure out what they are. She gave it as a gift to her sister’s daughter.”

William thought for a while and said: "Everything is special, but also very common." Everyone understood what he meant. If these things were placed in ordinary people's homes, they would be recognized at a glance, but if they were placed in a big pile Among similar things, I can't see anything special.

"Perhaps, it's not the value of this thing itself, but its emotional value." Zhou Jingyan thought for a while and said.

"For example, things that outsiders might think are useless are things that the two sisters used often when they were children, or have deep memories."

Shen Xiuyun nodded: "I am also inclined to this, but too much time has passed. We can only see if there are any other clues."

Zhou Jingyan was about to say that he might be able to help, but Shen Xiuyun gave him a look and swallowed his words.

"When your injuries are healed, we will go back to grandpa's place to see him. You can also meet his old man by the way. Also, Huai Zhao, Qin Fang seems to have a difficult matter for you."

In fact, that all happened the day before. Shen Xiuyun didn't want his nephew to work for Qin Fang while being injured.