First, she was entangled with a man in her dreams every night, and then she traveled through the 1980s. Jiang Yao felt that the world was a bit fantasy.
But she didn't have time to think too much, because the original owner's grandfather was seriously ill and had run out of money. She had to go as soon as possible to see her grandfather for the last time.
inside the room.
The eldest sister Jiang Jing was standing in front of the bed, sobbing.
The sound insulation of the house is very poor. Mr. Jiang and Jiang Jing in the house obviously heard what the eldest aunt said just now.
Seeing Jiang Yao come in, Jiang Jing's tears suddenly became more intense.
"I'm sorry Yaoyao, it's all my sister's inability to protect you..."
Mr. Jiang on the bed also started coughing, his cloudy eyes filled with distress for Jiang Yao.
He had no idea what his son and daughter-in-law's intentions were in stoking this marriage.
He has some connections with the Zhao family and has also met Zhao Changfeng.
It would be a waste for my granddaughter to match up with that short winter melon.
Moreover, several generations of the Zhao family have a history of mental illness and are notoriously violent and paranoid.
Several of the Zhao family's daughters-in-law were also subjected to domestic violence, and their noses and faces were bruised and swollen from time to time.
How could my granddaughter marry into such a family?
"Yao Yao...cough cough cough cough cough..."
When Mr. Jiang thought about his granddaughter being targeted by the Zhao family, his blood surged and he almost coughed out his lungs.
Jiang Yao squatted beside the bed distressedly, slowly helping her grandpa calm down with one hand, and holding the old man's hand tightly with the other.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't look at that Zhao Changfeng."
Jiang Yao inherited the memory of the original owner and did not like Zhao Changfeng.
The first time the other party saw her in the village, he wanted to do something to her.
Being ugly and so wretched, I knew it wasn't a good place to end up.
Not to mention that his father is the director of the water plant, even the king of heaven, she would not like him.
Under Jiang Yao's comfort, Mr. Jiang gradually regained his composure. However, his breathing has been a little difficult these past few days, and he is afraid that it is almost over.
After he left, the scoundrels in the family would become even more unscrupulous and might use some dirty means to force Yaoyao to marry into the Zhao family.
There are some things that you must tell Yaoyao as soon as possible.
Mr. Jiang turned to look at Jiang Jing who was standing aside: "Jing, go to the kitchen and cook some porridge for us to eat for lunch."
"Okay grandpa." Jiang Jing wiped the tears from her eyes and left the room with red eyes.
After she left, Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Yao:
"Yao Yao, I'm afraid grandpa won't be able to survive for a few days. I have two things to tell you."
"First, you and Chen Yanbei, the young master of the Chen family in Xiangjiang, made an appointment, and the marriage token was sewn into my pillow.
If you go to Xiangjiang with the token, even if the Chen family doesn't recognize the marriage, they will still give you a job to make a living. "
Mr. Jiang had a life-saving grace for Mr. Chen in his early years.
At that time, the other party happened to be fleeing from the mainland to Xiangjiang, and most of his property had been transferred there. Unexpectedly, there was an accident on the road, and Mr. Jiang happened to pass by and rescued him.
With nothing to repay, he decided to arrange a baby marriage for his grandson and Jiang Yao.
He left an engagement token and a three-year-old photo of his grandson, and promised to go to Xiangjiang to get married when Jiang Yao becomes an adult.
In the past, Mr. Jiang did not want his granddaughter to marry far away, and the family backgrounds of the two parties were very different, so he never told Jiang Yao about this child relationship.
Due to the current situation, Mr. Jiang does not want his granddaughter to be ruined by the Zhao family more than Gao Pan.
Jiang Yao never expected that she would be married and her fiancé was still in Xiangjiang.
She looked at Mr. Jiang in shock, not knowing what to say.
"If you don't want to go to Xiangjiang, there is another option." Mr. Jiang paused and continued.
"The Zhao family has a clue. In the southwest corner of the pond in the backyard of their ancestral home, there is a box of small yellow croakers that should have been handed over to the state.
You can go to the province to report the Zhao family, which will be enough to sentence the family to ten or eight years. "
After saying these words with great energy, Mr. Jiang was almost exhausted.
The worry for Jiang Yao still hung on his thin cheeks.
Seeing this, Jiang Yao felt sour in her heart and held her grandfather's hand tightly.
Finally, the last glimmer of light in the old man's eyes went out and he slowly closed his eyes.
Jiang Yao seemed to feel something, crying and gently shaking the old man on the bed: "Grandpa, wake up, Grandpa..."
Outside the door, the enamel jar in Jiang Jing's hand slid to the ground with a clang, and a few drops of the splashed boiling water fell on the instep of her feet, which made her scream out.
Ignoring the burning touch on the instep, she rushed into the house and threw herself down in front of Mr. Jiang's bed, crying.
"grandfather……"
After Mr. Jiang passed away, everyone in the Jiang family, except for Jiang Yao sisters, breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man was bedridden all day long, with nothing to put in or out of his pocket, and the family had to share the money for medical treatment and medication. His sons and daughters-in-law had long complained.
Moreover, Jiang Yao is already 19 years old, so she can obviously visit other people and earn a betrothal gift for her family.
Fortunately, the old man was very protective, and no one was allowed to have any ideas about her.
Now that the old eyesore is finally gone, they can truly be the masters of their own affairs.
The Jiang family will not miss any opportunity to make money.
Mr. Jiang's funeral allows them to receive a gift money.
Several sons set up a simple mourning hall at the entrance of the old house and borrowed a loudspeaker from the village to play funeral music.
The daughters-in-law each set a table in front of them and were busy recording the favor money they received.
The younger generations of the Jiang family gathered together to eat melon seeds and watch the excitement, without any sadness on their faces.
Only two sisters, Jiang Yao and Jiang Jing, wore mourning clothes and stood in front of Mr. Jiang's body.
As evening approached, no one came to express condolences, so the Jiang family returned home early to rest.
The task of keeping vigil naturally fell on the two sisters Jiang Yao.
"Sister, you get up and sit down for a while, I'll go in and cook two bowls of noodles."
The two of them haven't eaten anything today. Jiang Yao is not treating her master badly, so she plans to go into the kitchen to cook something to eat.
In the kitchen room.
Jiang Yao opened the cabinet where rice, flour, grains and oils are usually stored, but it was empty.
Even the seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar are missing.
She suddenly sneered in her heart. Even before her grandfather's body was cold, the Jiang family had already clearly divided the family property.
Even the food in the kitchen was not spared.
But if we want to divide the family property, the original owner and the eldest sister have contributed to the family's crops and land, so why don't they get a cent?
She angrily planned to go to her uncle's family to argue.
Grandpa is gone, and the uncle is taking charge of the family. Naturally, he should seek reason with their family.
It gets dark early in the countryside, and there are no entertainment activities outside. Almost everyone has gone to bed by eight or nine o'clock.
Jiang Yao walked to Uncle Jiang's door and raised her hand to knock on the door when she heard muttering in the house.
She subconsciously put down her hand and put her ear to the door.
