Chapter 373: Chapter 373

On this day, Wan Chu’er and Mrs. Zhu took the two babies to the compound because Mrs. Jiang had called several times, saying she missed her grandchildren.

Since Grandpa Jiang was hospitalized, Grandma Jiang, who had dementia, was brought to the compound by Father Jiang, and Mrs. Jiang could hardly leave the house. So instead of visiting the old house every day as before, she had to let Wan Chu’er bring the children over if she missed her grandchildren.

Mrs. Jiang warmly greeted the two children with affection, hugging and kissing them before placing them on a mat on the floor to lie down.

Grandma Jiang was asleep in her downstairs bedroom, watched over by the household nanny.

While watching the two children, Mrs. Jiang engaged in small talk with Wan Chu’er.

"The old man’s condition has improved a lot recently. Some time ago, Ke Chu found an old Chinese doctor from somewhere who has been doing acupuncture and massage on the old man every day. Yesterday, his arms and legs could move, and the doctor said that if things keep progressing , he might be able to stand up again one day."

Wan Chu’er responded with an "Oh," as she had long known Grandpa Jiang would recover, maybe even walk a few steps with a cane, so she wasn’t surprised.

Seeing Wan Chu’er’s indifferent demeanor, Mrs. Jiang tentatively asked, "Do you and Ke Chu have any plans? Just dragging things out is not a solution."

Their son was already thirty, with a pair of children, yet he was always coming and going alone. As a mother, she always hoped for the best for her children.

The family was in turmoil due to the old man’s situation some time ago. Now that the old man’s condition was improving, Mrs. Jiang was anxious about her son’s marriage again.

But Jiang Kechu’s job was special, and Mrs. Jiang could never catch him. Whenever she brought up the subject on the phone, Jiang Kechu would brush her off with a few words. Talking to her husband was no different, as he seemed to let Jiang Kechu make his own decisions. And Wan Chu’er didn’t seem anxious at all, causing Mrs. Jiang several sleepless nights lately.

Hearing Mrs. Jiang’s words, Wan Chu’er smiled and said, "Actually, things are pretty good as they are now. Whether to get married or not makes no difference."

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, her heart sank halfway. It was like the Emperor is not anxious but the eunuch is, as these two kids each had their own opinions. She persuaded again, and Wan Chu’er said, "Let’s wait until Grandpa Jiang gets better before talking about it."

Seeing Wan Chu’er didn’t want to talk about it, Mrs. Jiang had to suppress her inner anxiety.

Just then, Grandma Jiang woke up from her nap, and they clearly heard her shouting at the nanny, "I want to go out, I want to go out."

Mrs. Jiang’s face changed, and she hurriedly got up and ran to Grandma Jiang’s room.

After a while, Mrs. Jiang led Grandma Jiang out of the room and came over.

When Grandma Jiang saw Wan Chu’er, she laughed heartily. For some reason, Grandma Jiang liked Wan Chu’er very much. When facing others in the Jiang Family, she would ignore them with a blank face, but every time she saw Wan Chu’er, she would be cheerful.

In her previous life, Wan Chu’er was not very good to Grandma Jiang, often avoiding her, and even yelled at her when no one else was around.

In this life, by treating Grandma Jiang with a peaceful heart, she gained Grandma Jiang’s affection.

Grandma Jiang obediently sat next to Wan Chu’er, and then searched through her pockets, finally pulling out an envelope after a long search. The envelope was folded, but it was clear there was something inside.

"Here, take it, hide it, don’t give it to the bad woman," Grandma Jiang said nonsense while forcibly stuffing the envelope into Wan Chu’er’s hands.

Mrs. Jiang and Wan Chu’er both froze. Who was the bad woman? Who in Grandma Jiang’s eyes was a villain?

The two exchanged a glance, and Wan Chu’er cautiously opened the envelope, pulling out a piece of paper and a bankbook. The paper had the words "property deed" written on it, and she quickly glanced through it, knowing it was the property deed for the courtyard house where Grandpa Jiang lived.

Then she opened the bankbook to have a look. The name on the bankbook was Grandpa Jiang’s, and the amount inside was quite substantial, over 800,000.

After seeing this, she handed the items to Mrs. Jiang, who puzzledly opened to look, "How did these things end up with the old lady?"

These items were something the old man cared about the most and were usually hidden away.

"Mom, where did you get these things?" Mrs. Jiang asked Grandma Jiang patiently, but who knew Grandma Jiang wouldn’t bother with her, only grabbing the items back when her gazes caught them in Mrs. Jiang’s hands.

Afraid to tear things up, Mrs. Jiang quickly let go, only to see Grandma Jiang carefully folding the property deed again, putting it back into the envelope, and turning to stuff it into Wan Chu’er’s hands.

"Give it to you, don’t give it to the bad woman."

Mrs. Jiang: "..." Was she the bad woman Grandma Jiang mentioned?

Seeing that Mrs. Jiang was about to overthink, Wan Chu’er quickly said, "Don’t think too much, Grandma definitely wasn’t referring to you." After thinking for a moment, she went to the place where photos were hung in the living room and took down the Jiang Family’s family portrait.

Mrs. Jiang quickly understood what Wan Chu’er intended to do. She saw Wan Chu’er place the family portrait on Grandma Jiang’s lap, gently asking, "Grandma, who is the bad woman?"

Grandma Jiang: "Hehe..."

After thinking for a while, Wan Chu’er tried a different approach. She pointed at the people in the photo one by one, and when she pointed to Second Aunt Jiang, Grandma Jiang gave a disdainful "Pfft."

Wan Chu’er couldn’t help but giggle, quickly turning her face to adjust her expression.

Mrs. Jiang watched Wan Chu’er’s shaking shoulders, taking a while to process that in the old lady’s mind, her second sister-in-law was just a "pfft." She thought for a moment, pointed at the photo of herself, and asked the old lady, "Mom, who is this?"

The old lady glanced at it, then turned her head upwards, gazing at the ceiling.

Mrs. Jiang felt depressed, obviously not wanting to pay attention to her.

Wan Chu’er had just managed to hold back her laughter when she turned her head, seeing the old lady with an "I don’t care" attitude, involuntarily burst into laughter.

"I’m...I’m not...laughing at you, it’s just...Grandma..." Her words were interrupted by laughter as she tried to explain to Mrs. Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand, signaling it was fine.

Wan Chu’er finally stopped laughing, then she took Grandma Jiang’s hand again, redirecting her attention to the photo. This time, when Wan Chu’er pointed to Third Aunt Jiang, the old lady once again gave a disdainful "Pfft."

Mrs. Jiang felt somewhat better, at least among the sisters-in-law; the old lady didn’t "pfft" at her.

When Wan Chu’er pointed to Jiang Lirong, the old lady said, "Bad woman!" Then she pointed at the envelope in Wan Chu’er’s hand, grabbing her hand to encourage her to hide the items.

Now, Wan Chu’er and Mrs. Jiang understood; evidently, in the old lady’s eyes, Jiang Lirong was the bad woman.

It was highly likely Jiang Lirong had coveted those items, as she worked in a government office. Although her family was moderately well off, with no worries about food or clothing, they weren’t extremely affluent either.