"Let's go, my grandmother will take you to see the room prepared for you, since I received the news that you are going to come back for a while, I have asked people to start getting ready."

Gu Qinghuan let her gray-haired grandmother pull her, bypassed the huge garden, passed through countless carved columns, and finally came to an elegant courtyard.

"When your mother didn't get married before, she lived in this courtyard, and after she got married, including the years when she disappeared early, this courtyard, I have always ordered people to clean it every day, and it has been empty here, and I have never let anyone come in to live."

Thinking of her daughter, who had disappeared early, the old lady couldn't help crying again.

"If you like it, if you don't like it, your grandmother will take you to pick it again, there are other yards in this house, and they are also empty."

Gu Qinghuan likes the old mansion here very much, and there is a quaint atmosphere, which is rushing to his face.

Although the old mansion here is not half the size of the Gu family's mansion, it is also well maintained.

"Grandmother, I love it here, so let's do it."

She entered the courtyard, which was not big, without any signs of decadence, but because of the various flowers and plants that grew, it showed a quiet vitality.

The room she was going to live in seemed to have been cleaned up again, and everything was almost complete.

Even the bronze mirror on the dresser makes people shine.

"If you still lack anything, just talk to your grandmother, or tell the people here."

After walking this way, and being excited, the old lady of the Jiang family asked someone to pull a chair to come and stay.

"This is the boudoir where my mother lived?"

Unfortunately, it was a little old, and she walked around the house without finding any trace of her mother's existence.

In my memory, the appearance of my mother has been a little blurred.

"You girl, you look like your mother, look at you, as if I saw her again."

The corners of Old Lady Jiang's eyes have always been moist.

"Where's your yard, grandmother? If I have nothing to do here, can I go to you and accompany you? ”

Once people get older, they are particularly nostalgic for the old and especially eager for family affection.

Especially for those things that have been lost, especially attachment.

"Of course it's good, but your little girl and my old woman, I guess we can't talk together, as long as you don't annoy my old woman, love to talk, my grandmother is already happy in her heart."

This is the opportunity she can only ask for in her dreams.

Now that it has finally come true, how can she not be excited?

There are not many subordinates in the old mansion, and Mrs. Jiang was worried that there were not enough subordinates, and she was afraid that she would not take care of Gu Qinghuan carefully enough, so she would go outside to hire two more subordinates to come back, but she was also stopped by Gu Qinghuan.

"It's good now, I don't need to make any changes for me, I just like to be quiet and peaceful, it's too noisy, I don't like it, this person is too much, it's noisy, it will disturb the quiet."

Mrs. Jiang had to give up, she was old, she was old, and she liked to be quiet.

I didn't expect the little girl to have a special relationship with her temperament.

The days in the old mansion were peaceful and comfortable, and after Gu Qinghuan moved in, his mood was half better.

Enjoy the flowers in the garden every day, accompany my grandmother when I have nothing to do, embroider flowers by the way, and no longer toss myself, this complexion is much better with the good mood, and it is becoming more and more ruddy.

Mrs. Jiang saw it in her eyes, she was happy in her heart, enjoying this rare family happiness.