As a member of the Fengjing family, the Jiang family's threshold is quite high, almost reaching the level of an adult's knees.
The door is also majestic, with a red background and a golden ring. The nobility reveals the strictness of the family.
Jiang Si was responsible for carrying the pastries, and Jiang San stepped forward to knock on the door.
He didn't know how to stick his head out of the doorman, but he jumped up after just one glance, and hurriedly opened the door, "The girl is back, please come in quickly, please come in."
Although he knew that someone who could work as a concierge had a good memory and eyesight, Jiang Sheng was still a little shocked, "You recognize him quickly."
"Of course." The concierge closed the door again with a proud tone, "Sister Tan Yue asked us all to remember the girl's face. As long as the girl knocks on the door, she can enter without reporting."
"If anyone sees a girl being bullied on the street, it's best to report it as soon as possible."
It was obvious that these were all unintentional words, but they were enough to cause an uproar in Jiang Sheng's heart.
"Girl, do you want to go in by yourself, or do you want us to lead the way?" The concierge put down the wooden bolt and turned around to ask.
Jiang Sheng waved his hand, suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, and motioned for him to go in.
Although she had only lived there for three or five days, she was already very familiar with the road to Jiang's house. After crossing the bluestone avenue, turning two pavilions, and then stepping on the winding cobblestones, she could reach the slightly remote Deren Court.
According to the custom, grandma should lie on the rocking chair and bask in the sun, and Tan Yue would trim the flower branches while chatting with grandma.
Until there was no sound, Tan Yue would put down the scissors with a smile, find a soft blanket, and cover the sleeping old man.
I don’t remember who said that when people get older, they don’t want to move, and their energy levels are limited. They don’t sleep much at night, but they often feel sleepy during the day.
That's because their bodies are gradually declining, they grow old in drowsiness, and die in exhaustion.
Jiang Sheng always felt that she just missed her grandmother a little and liked this kind old man a little, until this moment, until she realized that she would grow old, die, and be like the wandering beggars she had seen, and never wake up again.
The feeling of loss tugged at her heart, condemning her conscience and accusing her of having no heart.
She didn't visit her grandmother for twenty days. She was really a bad child.
Jiang Sheng's eyes were red and he refused to wait any longer. He ran to the gate of Deren Academy as fast as he could and shouted loudly, "Grandma, grandma, I'm here to see you."
The sound passes through the door panel, penetrates the space, and reaches the inner room.
The old lady who was about to wake up rubbed the corners of her eyes and said tiredly, "This person is too old to be good. He always has illusions. He either sees his daughter's figure or hears her voice."
Tan Yueqiang smiled and comforted, "According to the old saying, the girl should miss the old lady, and you have this illusion."
"Really?" Mrs. Jiang was a little pleased, "That's good, that's good."
The sun shines in through the window lattice, the air in June is warm and moist, the flowers are stretching their waists, and the birds are flying freely.
It's such a nice weather, and I don't know what my little granddaughter is doing.
Mrs. Jiang stared in mid-air in trance, but the illusory voice became louder and louder, vaguely heartbreaking.
"Grandma..." Jiang Sheng's voice was almost hoarse, "Why is there no one? Open the door."
There are not many people waiting in Deren Hall, but there are three or five. Where have they gone?
However, many maids and servants outside were attracted, standing on tiptoes to watch the fun.
"Girl, how about I do it?" Jiang San volunteered, "I have a loud voice."
"My voice is not soft either." Jiang Si agreed.
The two of them were brewing at the same time, clearing their throats, stretching their chins, and were about to release a high-pitched male voice. Suddenly, the door was opened, revealing Tan Yue's shocked face.
"Girl... girl?" Tan Yue was dumbfounded, "Is this a dream? Why are you here?"
Jiang Sheng gestured to Jiang San and Jiang Si to shut up, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Sister Tan Yue, maid from Deren Academy, no one opens the door."
Only then did Tan Yue react, she couldn't even laugh or cry, "They were sent to clean Yunqi Pavilion. They must have closed the doors and windows and didn't hear."
The Jiang family is a large place, and there is a distance between the courtyards.
Mrs. Jiang could only hear faint sounds with the doors and windows open, let alone the maids in Yunqi Pavilion.
Jiang Sheng nodded bitterly, indicating that he understood.
Tan Yue suppressed her laughter and dismissed the maids and boys who were watching the excitement outside, and then welcomed them into the courtyard, "Old Madam, Old Madam, your mouth is really smart. It's true as you say. The girl is here to see you. !”
Grandparents and grandson, who had been away for twenty days, suddenly met each other. Their noses were a little sore, their eyes were a little swollen, and even their throats were itchy.
Mrs. Jiang, on the other hand, regained her composure after being shocked and greeted her lightly, "Nanny is here."
It didn't feel like a reunion after a long absence, or like a lost and found one, but rather like she woke up in Yunqi Pavilion and came over for lunch.
There is kindness in nature, gentleness and calmness.
Jiang Sheng sniffed, and after enduring it again and again, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He threw himself in front of Mrs. Jiang with a cry, buried his head and choked, "Grandma, do you miss me? I came to see you. I haven't been here for twenty days. Are you angry?"
Mrs. Jiang smiled slightly, but her tone remained calm, "Think about it, I wonder if you are well fed and clothed, whether you are happy or not, I don't even have time to think about you, so I don't have time to get angry."
Only Tan Yue and Jiang San and Jiang Si, who were standing in the distance, could clearly see her red eyes and the glistening tears.
The old lady has been so used to being strong all her life that she almost never gives in.
Tan Yue couldn't help but take Jiang San and Jiang Si out, leaving her grandparents and grandson inside.
"Just don't be angry. It's because Jiang Sheng was ignorant and didn't come to visit grandma in time." The little girl still buried her head, "Even today, it's all about Jiuzhenfang's business."
She was sincere and had completely forgotten Chang Yan's instructions.
Mrs. Jiang chuckled softly, "It doesn't matter. You need the Jiang family. Grandma is very happy, but Jiuzhenfang is in trouble?"
"That's not true." Jiang Sheng sat up, told the story of the conflict with the Liao family, and finally choked with sobs, "Although I came here today because of Jiuzhenfang, I have figured it out and will visit my grandmother more often in the future. It has nothing to do with Zhenfang, and it has nothing to do with the Jiang family, I just miss my grandmother."
Because of family affection, I miss you so much, and because of concern, I miss you deeply.
Mrs. Jiang waited quietly for twenty days, finally waiting to regain the love between ancestors and grandchildren that had been lost for eleven years. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes were full of smiles, "Okay."
It was not tied with kindness or forced, but Jiang Sheng's voluntary and active family affection.
The grandfather and grandson leaned close to each other and murmured for a while, finally thinking of Zheng Ruqian waiting outside.
"Grandma, I asked my second brother to bring lychees over." Before Jiang Sheng could stand up, there was a sudden strange movement outside.
Immediately afterwards, Tan Yue hurried in to report, "Madam... Madam seems to know about the Liao family's affairs and insists on seeing the old lady."
