"Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Qian Yan called him according to memory, "I am Qian Yan, come here to see grandpa and grandma."
Grandpa Zhang smiled and said, "I said I read it right. You haven't been here for a long time. Some time ago, old man Shang showed off in front of me, saying that his granddaughter's high school entrance examination scores were not bad and she could go to a good high school in this city."
"Okay, hurry in. I didn't see them going out today. They should be at home." Grandpa Zhang didn't say much to Qian Yan.
Qian Yan thanked him and walked into the community.
But in his mind, he was comparing the memory of the original owner with the Grandpa Zhang he had just met, and there was still a big difference.
The Grandpa Zhang she came into contact with was more vivid. She found that the Grandpa Zhang in her mind was gradually becoming thinner, and even the image was much blurred.
She guessed that the memory of the original owner might not be true.
It's possible that someone has tampered with the memory.
Considering that the original owner was in her forties when she died, and the soul that appeared in front of her was still a little girl, this explains the problem very much.
So the question comes again, why did the person behind it tamper with the memory of the original owner?
The original owner feels that the whole world has abandoned her, and everyone around her is full of malice towards her. What benefits can the people behind it get?
Is that person Shang Ruoqi?
Or is there someone else?
Qian Yan thought of accidentally obtaining the inheritance bead, but for a moment she couldn't figure out what the connection was.
In his thoughts, he has arrived at the door of Shang's house.
She rang the doorbell, and a familiar voice came from inside. It was her grandfather Shang Shilong's.
The door opened, and Shang Shilong smiled when he saw her: "It's Yanyan, come in quickly." Then he stretched his head into the house and shouted, "Old lady, don't go out to play, Yan The geese are here, let’s go buy groceries quickly.”
Shang Shilong quickly took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, still packed in dust bags.
Taking off the dust bag, Qianyan inspected the slippers. They should have been cleaned. The original owner probably hasn't been here for a while. From these details, it can be seen that Shang Shilong attaches great importance to the granddaughter of the original owner.
Qian Yan doesn't like pink very much, but it's not unacceptable. To her, it's just a pair of shoes on her feet.
After changing her shoes, she followed in and happened to see her grandmother Lu Yuefang coming out of the room.
Lu Yuefang looked a little rich: "Yanyan, come over here. Grandma will buy whatever you want to eat."
"I like everything grandma makes."
These words made Lu Yuefang laugh: "Girl, you are much more steady, but your little mouth is still so sweet."
Lu Yuefang turned on the TV, and Shang Shilong came out holding a box: "Yanyan, I bought you a game. You can play here first while grandpa and your grandma go shopping for groceries."
Qian Yan was sitting on the sofa with a game controller in his hand.
Shang Shilong and Lu Yuefang took the cart, changed their shoes and went out.
The two walked out of the door, and suddenly stuck their heads in again and asked her what fruits and snacks she wanted to eat.
Faced with such enthusiastic two people, Qian Yan felt that the casual answer was a bit neglectful. After thinking about it carefully, he ordered some fruit and snacks. Sure enough, the two people smiled and went downstairs happily.
The soundproofing in the old campus was not very good, and Qianyan's hearing was pretty good, so he almost kept listening to them chatting all the way downstairs.
Just as she guessed, these two people were different from the original owner's memory.
If one or two of them were a coincidence, and now the people she came to confirm were all different, it couldn't be a coincidence.
"How could it be like this?" The original owner almost collapsed. From the moment Qian Yan met Shang Ruoya, everything in this world was overturned by her memory.
(End of chapter)
