Ye Ming's ancestral hometown, in a fourth-tier city, is known as an ancient town with a history and culture of thousands of years, the living economy is not backward, there is no noise and business, the environment is natural and beautiful, and the small bridge and flowing water are very popular with many rich people across the country.

This kind of water can raise this kind of elegant and gentle woman.

At the beginning, Ye Ming's father became a master of Danqing, and then the family moved to Wancheng to live, so many years have passed, it is difficult to find a trace, and it is difficult to say that it is beautiful, as long as you ask the right person, it is a simple matter.

If he wants to understand the truth of the year, Jiang Yansheng has only two choices, one is to go to Ye Ming's ancestral home to check, and the other is to ask the insider of the year, her grandmother.

Wang Ying is not a third party, but Ye Ming only married into the Jiang family after she ran away from home, Jiang Yansheng never complained that she became her father's stepwife, but that she abused children viciously.

Therefore, it is even more impossible for this woman to know about Ye Ming.

After Jiang Yansheng woke up.

learned from Huo Xiumo's mouth that she was really Ye Mi's adoptive mother's daughter, she didn't react on the surface, but because she just woke up, her little face was a little dazed, and she sat quietly on the bed for a long time.

waited until the sun was about to set before he moved, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jiang Yansheng went to the cloakroom to change into clothes for going out, and as soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Huo Xiumo sitting in the living room, looking sideways, seeing that she looked like she was going out, he frowned and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang Yansheng didn't wear makeup, and his lips were slightly pale: "Go back to Jiang's house." ”

She knew what Huo Xiumo was going to say, so she interrupted him first: "If you are willing, send me there, but there are some things I want to talk to my grandmother." ”

Present.

Huo Xiumo put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and took his coat as well.

How can she be reassuring when she goes out alone in this state.

……

Jiang family.

When the doorbell rang, Mrs. Jiang was chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha in the study, since Jiang Yadong passed away in a car accident, she felt like a demon that her son died unexpectedly and would go to hell to suffer, and hid in Jiang's house all day to ask for the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and what she did every morning and evening was to chant the scriptures, if it weren't for Jiang Jinqiao becoming the pillar of the family.

To describe it in the private words of the servant, the old lady will go crazy sooner or later.

Her son died, and her grandson became her only belief in life.

Jiang Yansheng asked Huo Xiumo to wait in the living room downstairs, went upstairs by himself, pushed open the closed study door, and a fragrant smell of smoke came to his face, the light inside was dim, and two candles were placed on the stage, falling a strange red halo.

"Amitabha...... Amitabha, Buddha bless ......"

Old Mrs. Jiang knelt and held the Buddha beads in her hands, thinking that she didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

After reading for a while, she slowly opened her old eyes and saw a shadow reflected on the ground.

With a snap, the thread in the bead was instantly inexplicably broken from the hand, and it rolled down to the wooden floor.

Jiang Yansheng bent down, picked up a bead that still had residual temperature with his fingertips, his face was extremely cold, and he rubbed this Buddha bead repeatedly.

As soon as Mrs. Jiang turned her head, she saw her.

The disgust in the old man's eyes could not be concealed, it was almost distorted, and in the dim and strange light, he completely lost his usual kind appearance.

A person who believes in Buddhism, but has a vicious mind, Jiang Yansheng sometimes really doesn't know if she believes this, whether she is afraid that someone will be punished in the end, so she kneels in front of the Buddha and asks for forgiveness as soon as possible, or it is just a pretended hypocrisy.

Her eyes were calm, her high heels took a few steps forward towards the incense case, the beads were gently placed on it, and she went to the side to pick up three sticks of incense and lit them, and incense the tablet next to her father.

Old Mrs. Jiang stared at her every move, and coldly, the old voice sounded: "The Huo family finally doesn't want you?" What to do when you come back? ”

Jiang Yansheng hooked his lips coldly: "Grandma, what are you trying to do?" If I am separated from the Huo family...... Jin Qiao is still fledgling, who do you think can keep the Jiang family? ”

Old Mrs. Jiang seemed to have been stabbed in the most embarrassing place in her heart, her son died, her grandson was still young, and the entire Jiang family was controlled by her most disgusted granddaughter, and her old face turned red with excitement.

And at this moment, Jiang Yansheng didn't intend to take advantage of the verbal prestige tonight.

She stopped her sarcastic words, regained her composure under her eyes, slowly bent over, stretched out her white hand to help the old lady Jiang, who was kneeling in front of the incense case and was already full of gray hair, to help up: "Grandma, why do you hate me?" Now, even for the sake of Jin Qiao, no matter how big the previous hatred was, it is time to let go. ”

Old Mrs. Jiang obviously didn't trust her sudden hypocrisy, even if she was helped to sit down on the sofa, she still held the shelf: "You were raised by me, I don't know how many catties or two, let's say, what is the purpose?" ”

Jiang Yansheng is probably most satisfied with the old lady, that is, she is straightforward, unlike the Huo family, she has to interpret at least a few layers of meaning to understand the real purpose.

She didn't beat around the bush, and her red lips opened calmly: "I came to Jiang's house to talk to you about my mother Ye Ming." ”

The root of Mrs. Jiang's dislike for Jiang Yansheng's own granddaughter basically comes from the existence of Ye Ming, and this woman is even more disgusted by the murderer of his own son.

"Are you going to talk about her when she's dead?"

The vicious tone couldn't be concealed, and he cursed viciously.

The temperature at the bottom of Jiang Yansheng's eyes slowly cooled down, and now the word death is the most taboo for her.

"It seems that it is impossible to talk calmly."

Her slender fingers casually turned the wedding ring, and her tone was flat, but with an absolute threat: "Grandma, if you want me to use forced confession to ask what I want, my granddaughter will definitely cooperate with you." ”

"You dare!"

Mrs. Jiang didn't recognize her status clearly, and when she heard the word "forced confession", she was enraged.

"What am I afraid of?" Jiang Yansheng heard a joke, and his red lips pursed out a sarcastic laugh: "This old mansion is worth hundreds of millions, and it was auctioned by your grandfather at a high price in the early years to use it as a wedding room, is that so?" ”

Old Mrs. Jiang had a faint sense of foreboding, and soon, it was immediately confirmed.

"I'm going to sell it and send Jin Qiao abroad for further study...... Until you end the rest of your life in the temple alone, let him come back to see him off, okay? ”

Jiang Yansheng easily grabbed Mrs. Jiang's life, and the old house and grandson were her only reliance.

If it's gone.

It was no different from cutting off her life.

Mrs. Jiang scolded angrily: "You unfilial daughter! ”

Jiang Yansheng looked at her angrily with mockery, hooked her lips and smiled: "Grandma, I just want to know the truth about my mother's runaway from home, just leave after listening to it, if you really hate me, why hide it?" "Reading a book and finding the latest chapters by yourself? You're out, WeChat attention Beauty editor helps you find books! It's really a good book to flirt with girls!