All the things left by Old Man Yang are for Han Zhengfen to keep on his behalf, but,

Han Yao vaguely remembered that Old Man Yang still left some old antiques, and she hadn't given them to Yang Guozhong yet, and now, Han Yao wanted to confirm whether those things were still here.

Han Zhengfen is now in this house, because later she saved some savings by herself, asked for water and her grandfather to help, and invited some bricklayers and carpenter workers to come over.

It took many busy days to build it, and it has nothing to do with Yang Guozhong's family, so no one can get it from her hands.

Snatch grandma's heartwork!

The box was still open, and with the help of Fu Shaoli, Han Yao looked at the several round cloth bags displayed in the box, and his brows were originally slightly relaxed.

At this moment it has been crumpled into a fold,

Really...... Grandma, I still forgot these things.

patted Fu Shaoli on the shoulder, Han Yao motioned for him to put her down, Fu Shaoli frowned, but still put Han Yao down as he said.

When the soles of my feet touched the ground and felt the real feeling, my heart relaxed slightly.

Untying those cloth bags one by one, Han Yao looked at the things that could really be called old antiques, and was silent for a long time, and finally tied the bags again.

Old man Yang is obviously a rich man, those antique copper plates, four or five bags, speaking from the bottom of his heart, Han Yao really disdains these antiques, but he still can't tolerate others slandering the old man.

A dark light flashed in Han Yao's quiet eyes, although she had been in a coma for so long, she didn't know what Zhao Hong was doing outside.

is undoubtedly dissatisfied with her behavior in the hospital, but Han Yao knows that she will not only talk about her, but also involve the loving old man.

Say that she can, but she can't accept that after the death of the person she cares about, there are still people who are so sorry for her!

Han Yao covered the big box and put the mahogany box directly on the bed.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the east house, Song Xingqi was really worried about the situation inside, they had been in for more than two hours, and no one had come out yet.

He and Chai Kemu were worried about Han Yao's physical condition, thought about it for a long time, and finally chose to knock on the door.

Han Yao walked to the door with Fu Shaoli's support.

Han Jin had already opened the door of the East Room, and the two people waiting at the door were relieved to see the three of them come out unharmed.

Grandma Chai, who was sitting in the mourning hall folding ingots, looked at the movement on the east side, put down the work in her hand, and greeted her.

The worried gaze stayed on Han Yao's face,

"Still have a fever, Xiao Yao obediently go and rest, your grandmother has us, don't be reckless, your body is damaged, but it's a big loss." ”

Next to Grandma's coffin, there were several old ladies of the same age as Grandma, all of whom were old ladies known to Han Yao, and smiled back politely.

Han Yao took two steps and hugged Grandma Chai,

"Grandma Chai, thank you for helping me in this situation, thank you. ”

Grandma Chai really doesn't need Han Yao's thanks, helping with these, also because of her friendship with Han Zhengfen, and because of Han Yao's friendship with Chai Kemu,

The most fundamental thing is that Grandma Chai also likes Han Yao's child from the bottom of her heart, and she can't bear to see her sad, so she naturally helps more if she can.

She understood what Han Yao meant, and gently patted Han Yao's back,

"Good boy, you're a good boy, Fenzi read that right. ”

Fenzi is what grandmother called her in the countryside, and an old man of Grandma Chai's age called her,

Now when he heard it at first glance, Han Yao felt kind.