Jiang Si couldn't laugh or cry: "What is this?"
Seeing that his stupid daughter was seriously trying to dig out all the dowry list that his late wife had memorized as a joke, he had no choice but to go into the small side room that was used as a storage room with a look of helplessness and take out Mu Xiaoran's wooden box.
If his daughter hadn't said it, Jiang Si would have forgotten about it.
The box was opened, and inside were some jewelry wrapped in red silk, all made of silver, most of them silver bracelets, twelve pairs in total.
There are also some small square brass plaques, which are antique and exquisite in workmanship.
It is not true to say that they are valuable, but it is also not true to say that they are not worth any money at all.
Seeing it at this time, Jiang Si felt a little distressed. The child was neither light nor heavy. He just took it to play with. It would be a pity to lose it again.
Mu Qingyun's eyes wandered over these bracelets.
The objects in the box are not covered with black and gray dirt as described in the plot. They are still very bright. Although they are disguised, the silver jewelry is inlaid very delicately. It can be seen that it is a serious workmanship.
Mu Qingyun couldn't help but imagine a picture in his mind. On the eve of his daughter's wedding, a father prepared a dowry for his daughter bit by bit. Even if he was pretending, he subconsciously used the best money and hired the best. Craftsman.
He must have told his daughter Mu Xiaoran that these are very expensive and expensive jewelry, and they can only be taken out when money is really needed.
If he hadn't known the truth, Mu Xiaoran probably wouldn't have said soft words to his parents-in-law before leaving, and begged them to remember to keep this in their daughter's mind.
It's a pity that Mu Xiaoran's motherly love turned out to be in vain.
"A pair of bracelets are missing."
There are only eleven pairs of bracelets left in the bag.
Mu Qingyun said casually. He turned around and looked at Jiang Minhua, who had just finished school and was standing at the entrance of the alley at a loss, "Na."
Jiang Minhua opened her mouth slightly, looking a little silly at this time. She was wearing a pair of silver bracelets on her wrists. They were from the same series as the ones in the wooden box.
This was the first time for Mu Qingyun to see the young heroine in the plot.
She is just an ordinary girl who is still in junior high school. She has two braids, a small flower made of transparent plastic beads in her hair, a floral skirt on her body, and a pair of plastic sandals that are currently popular on her feet.
From Mu Qingyun's point of view, it is a bit rustic, but in this era, especially in such a small county, it is very beautiful and fashionable.
Li Congle looked around and saw a group of neighbors gathered around. Although no one spoke, there were words in his eyes and on his face. He suddenly became very angry. He took two steps over, reached out and took off the bracelet from his daughter's hand, turned around and faced Mu Qingyun threw it away.
Mu Qingyun frowned, rolled up the red silk, and rolled the bracelet back into the wooden box.
As soon as the bracelets passed through his hands, Mu Qingyun felt a hint of warmth. The pair of bracelets was obviously wrapped in a warm jade bracelet, which was very valuable. Jiang Minhua was just the heroine of the script. If he just picked up a pair of bracelets and wore them, he could get the best of them. of.
As soon as he thought about this, he looked up and saw Li Congle grabbing his daughter's arm, raising his hand and hitting her hard twice on the back.
"Why are you wearing something so dirty and smelly on your own hands! What does the family lack for you? I want you to go to school and study hard. You know how beautiful it is every day!"
Jiang Minhua was stunned and stared at her mother. She didn't cry for a moment, but her face turned red little by little. She was ashamed and embarrassed. She covered her face and turned around and ran towards the house.
Jiang Si suddenly became anxious: "Minhua."
When children are older, especially girls, face is important.
Jiang Si couldn't care about these messy things. The child was the most important thing. He rushed in and rushed in. Jiang Minhua's cry was heard immediately, as well as Jiang Si's soft comforting voice.
The more he comforted her, the louder the crying seemed.
As soon as Mu Qingyun put the box away, he shouted in response to the wailing: "Uncle Jiang, I am going to find a house to live in. Please, as a guardian, please bear witness to me."
She was not worried at all about Jiang Si's forcefulness in not allowing her to rent a house. As soon as they met, Mu Qingyun could tell that Jiang Si was very 'aware of current affairs'.
If she really stayed in the Jiang family, the roof of the Jiang family would be blown off. At this point, it was the lesser of two evils, and Jiang Si would go along with her.
However, when the neighbors heard that she, a young girl, wanted to rent a house, they quickly came forward to persuade her.
Teacher Sun Qiansun was even more straightforward: "Even if there is any misunderstanding, don't be stubborn with your father."
"Although this house of yours was allocated to Teacher Li from the attached middle school, when we raised funds to build the house, your father paid for your share. Why can't you live in it? Live in peace, don't worry, Teacher Li is The teachers in our school are decent people.”
Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "Thank you, Teacher Sun, but why make everyone unhappy? I still have to go to school, and if I don't have a quiet study space, it won't do me any good."
She couldn't really live in the Jiang family, even if she wanted to cause trouble for them.
Mu Qingyun was used to living a comfortable life, and living with a stranger he didn't like was asking for trouble for himself.
High schools in Xiong County do not live on campus. She is in her third year of junior high this year. Even if she skips high school and takes the college entrance examination, she will have to live for at least more than a year. She must have her own territory.
After saying polite words to his neighbors, Mu Qingyun walked to the notice board at the entrance of the alley and read the leasing notice above: "No. 321 Yucai Street, No. 1 Middle North, Xiong County, facing south, 30 square meters, with independent kitchen , private bathroom and toilet, with yard, rent is 15 yuan per month.”
Mu Qingyun looked back and smiled: "Fifteen yuan a month for a house of thirty square meters is not expensive, and it also comes with a yard."
Several neighbor teachers looked at each other and shook their heads: "It's not expensive, but it's been almost half a year and no one has asked about it."
Sun Qian was obviously the 'informer' of their group, and he explained the matter clearly to Mu Qingyun in a few words.
The house was a two-story building with a large area and front and rear gardens, which was very grand.
Its owner is an old lady in her sixties, who came from the imperial capital.
"The old lady and her wife came to Xiong County more than ten years ago. When they first came, there were seven or eight cars. They seemed to be related to the royal family of the Ming Dynasty. In the past few years, Every year during the holidays, many people go to visit the old lady."
"It's been more than five years since her wife left. The old lady has been living alone. More than half a year ago, she suddenly posted a notice saying that she would rent the room in the backyard to someone else."
"We locals all know that the old lady's house is very good. Not to mention our Xiong County, even if we put it in the entire Beihe territory, we can't find a few houses that are better than that house. Nowadays, housing is tight. Who can Everyone wanted to rent it, but even though the old lady put up a notice saying that she wanted to rent it, no matter who approached her, she shook her head and said it was not suitable."
"Who knows who is suitable!"
(End of chapter)
