In the early morning of the next day, Mo Jingting had already gotten up and waited in front of the window for a long time.

The sun was shining outside, the wind was crisp and everything was concornice.

Every minute and every second before her grandmother arrived, her mood was conflicted. One moment I want a state of mind where I can see my grandmother immediately, and the other time I am afraid of seeing the "her" I have always thought I was more resistant.

The two different voices became clearer and louder, until the corners of his eyes looked a little tired, and Mo Yiming's cheers came from outside the door.

Mo Jingting knew that they were finally here, but the restless heart calmed down instantly, and no one knew why, including herself.

......

A black elongated Bentley stopped outside the villa, and it was extraordinary.

Mo Yiming happily trotted over and took the initiative to open the door of the Bentley.

Mo Jingting, who was still in front of the window, lifted the corner of the curtain and quietly watched the people who were about to get out of the car.

The moment my grandmother's feet left the ground, it seemed as if time had stood still.

The first thing that caught the eyes of the brother and sister was a fresh face, a middle-aged aunt, with wide eyes and glasses, and her hair tightly coiled back. The brother and sister were convinced that they had never seen each other. In my heart, I thought that my grandmother had changed an assistant.

But the next one completely dispelled their suspicions, because the second one came down was Aunt Rou, a personal assistant who was not common in the past but was always by her grandmother's side.

Before Aunt Rou got out of the car, Mo Yiming, who was in front of him, already looked solemn.

Mo Jingting only caught a glimpse of a corner, missed the corner of Mo Yiming's ear, and could roughly see a box in Aunt Rou's arms.

The box is square and black in shape, and it looks like it was used to carry ashes. Mo Yiming also guessed that this was the case, and Mo Yiming also noticed that Aunt Rou's face was unusually dark and heavy, which confirmed his conjecture.

Mo Jingting in front of the window finally saw this solemn black box after Aunt Rou got out of the car.

But just a glance and then moved her eyes to the car, and she thought that it would be "her" who got out of the car next.

Aunt Rou greeted Mo Yiming, and then handed the box to the person with the raw face.

Seeing Aunt Rou half-supporting her grandmother in the car, Mo Yiming hurried over to help. At the same time, it is strange that my mother did not come with her. Without thinking about it, when my grandmother got out of the car and left the ground, she glanced at the upstairs window again.

He didn't see his sister, and thought to himself that she had seen all this, and there would be no mustard in her heart, so she should have come downstairs.

Sure enough, within a few seconds of greeting his grandmother, he heard his sister screaming delicately.

When her grandmother saw her granddaughter jumping towards her, she immediately smiled, but her face was wrinkled, as if she had been beaten by working day and night, although the smile from the inside out seemed a little meaningful. It's just that the corners of his eyes are slightly narrowed, but the corners of his mouth and denomination don't move at all.

The raw face was even more expressionless, and Aunt Rou looked kind, but it seemed that it was difficult to squeeze out a smile.

These are all within Mo Yiming's observations, and when I think of the box, I guess that this can't be my mother! At the same time, the insistence on vetoing in my heart was overflowing with pain.

Grandma hugged Mo Jingting tightly for a long time, stroked her hair with both hands and said, "Child, you have been wronged." ”

The brother and sister's grandmother is named Leng Qianjie, and she is the founder of Changheng Biotechnology Company. When he was young, he was an expatriate worker at the Environmental Protection Bureau, who disappeared in an accident for a while, and was later found by the police and healed of his injuries. Due to physical reasons, she can no longer do her original job, although the above intends to retain, but she voluntarily quit her job, and relied on a self-proclaimed research for many years to found Changheng Technology.

Since the company's founding, her whereabouts have become extremely secretive and she is rarely seen. Although she is old and has retreated to the front line, Leng Qianjie, who lives behind the scenes, is even more mysterious, and Chang Heng's initiative has always been firmly in her hands.

The last time Mo Jingting met her was when she was very young. It was that time that a lingering story of children's hypnosis was engraved in Mo Jingting's mind.

Mo Jingting said coquettishly: "Grandma, you can be regarded as coming to see someone, you don't know how much I miss you." ”

Grandma seemed very calm, but her voice was trembling, and she said: "I have wronged you, and I blame my grandmother for not being good, I have been busy with work all these years and have ignored your feelings, and it will not be like this in the future." ”

Mo Jingting said: "This time, why didn't she come with you, is she so annoying me?" ”

Grandma and Aunt Rou looked at each other and did not answer her words, and their faces returned to calm after a brief change.

Aunt Rou seems to be tender in line with her age, her eyes seem to be bloodshot, and gradually turn red, as if she has all kinds of words to say, but she wants to stop talking.

The aunt with a raw face remained silent, and a look of rigorous glasses made people feel like a ruthless killer or a high-tech intelligent robot.

I saw Aunt Rou's face change.

Mo Jingting immediately left her grandmother's warm arms, and instead said hello to Aunt Rou, and finally her eyes fell on the black box that returned to Aunt Rou's hand.

Aunt Rou lowered her eyebrows and no longer looked at Mo Jingting's face, but Mo Yiming felt that his conjecture was becoming more and more real.

Mo Jingting said softly: "Aunt Rou, what kind of baby are you holding in your arms?" Although his words were relaxed and delicate, his heart was flattering, and he seemed to have guessed something bad.

Aunt Rou squirmed her throat and looked up again to say something. Grandma said: "Let's go into the house, I heard that you have been attacked and kidnapped recently, I have to ask Yike to give you a good examination of your body, this time I still have to ask about the strange disease you were born with." As he spoke, he pointed to the aunt with the raw face.

It turned out that the Yike that my grandmother was talking about was the aunt with a real face, and the name seemed strange.

Hearing this, Mo Yiming hurriedly opened the door of the villa in front of him, and respectfully welcomed his grandmother and the others into the villa.

......

In the living room, Grandma sat down on the main sofa on the east side of the coffee table, and Aunt Rou and Yike also sat next to her in turn.

Opposite the main sofa, after Mo Yiming and Mo Jingting took their seats, they just met their grandmother's eyes when they looked up. The two brothers and sisters couldn't help but smile.

Mo Yiming said: "Grandma, you said on the phone that you had something to tell us before you came, could it be related to that black box?" Then he looked at the black box that had been placed on the coffee table.

Grandma closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, as if she was brewing something.

Mo Jingting couldn't help but say: "Mo Yiming, what are you anxious about, grandma has just arrived, and she is busy with work on weekdays, isn't it good for you to let her rest at the old man's house for a while before talking to us?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yiming's face was slightly embarrassed, and he turned his head to his sister and smiled lightly: "Got it, my old sister." ”

Mo Jingting frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this old girl's title.

Grandma was silent, and Aunt Rou and Yike were not the first to speak.

While Grandma was taking a break, Aunt Rou went to the kitchen, which was only a few steps away, and brought a teapot with hot water.

After making the tea, while pouring the tea for everyone, my grandmother's eyes cleared and her throat squirmed.

The brother and sister immediately put down the tea they were about to drink, straightened their sitting posture, and looked at their grandmother seriously.