Old man Jiang didn't rush home until late at night, although Mrs. Jiang was dissatisfied with him, but after seeing him get off the carriage, he didn't even have time to change his clothes and rushed directly to see his little granddaughter, and there were a lot less complaints.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that the body is still very weak, during this time, let the people in Jian Jian's room pay attention to the light meal, and later ask Liu Ma to go to the study to get the recipe to decoct the medicine herself, once every three days, watch Jian Jian drink it."

After saying this, Old Man Jiang looked a lot more relaxed, not like his little granddaughter was relieved to be well, but he seemed to be glad as if he had avoided a disaster.

"It's not too early, let her rest, and you will come to see her tomorrow." Mrs. Jiang went out as she said, and when she left, she took a closer look at her granddaughter, and saw that her sleeping eyebrows and eyes were quiet and calm, so she left with confidence.

"There is one more thing, old man, Jian Jian'er has been awake for half an hour, but she has not spoken, is this child being nightmarish, I think, tomorrow I will call the host of Minghua Temple to come and see——"

Old Man Jiang straightened his cuffs, turned two walnut pits in his hand, and hummed softly disdainfully: "What's the big deal, you still remember the old bald donkey, Jian Jian is just temporarily stimulated aphasia, and the medicine I asked Mama Liu to decoct is to cure her aphasia." ”

Old Mrs. Jiang laughed, not at all as majestic as she did in front of several daughters-in-law, "Old Buxiu, since you are so sure, then listen to your ······"

"What the hell is going on today?" Old Man Jiang asked.

"It's not that evil obstacle, my Jiang family eats and drinks for him, he actually murdered Jian Jian, he was so vicious at a young age, the snow fell more than a foot thick, and the adults couldn't stand the cold outside, he actually pushed me Jian Jian'er to bury it-" Old Mrs. Jiang felt resentful when she thought about it, and she couldn't breathe evenly.

"Why do you want to push Jane Jane well? Is there a misunderstanding somewhere? Old Man Jiang frowned, "Jingxuan's son, don't be so ruthless." ”

"Master, it's all come to this point, and you still have to defend that evil obstacle-" Old Madam Jiang paused, gritted her teeth and was about to say something cruel, but was stopped by Old Man Jiang.

"When I came back, Steward Zhou didn't mention it? How do you know? Not to mention anything else, Yuzhi's yard is far away from the hot spring garden that Jian Jian likes to visit on weekdays. That kid hardly goes out on weekdays except for greetings and etiquette, how could he suddenly meet Jian Jian and hurt her so much? ”

Old Mrs. Jiang sneered, "One bite and one child, as if they are your eldest grandson." Why can't my wife know, just before you came back, Jin Fang specially went to ask the gatekeeper of the hot spring garden, as well as the girl Mo Yin who followed Jian Jian'er closely on weekdays, you don't know Jin Fang's methods, the doorkeeper said, I only saw Jian Jian with the girl all day long, and the three of him went in! Who else could he have?! ”

Old Man Jiang was silent for a long time before he sighed and said: "Don't punish Yu Zhi too much, and don't tell the outside world about this matter, you should also treat these two people soberly." The children raised for others will eventually be sent back in the future, so why bother with so much thought. After all, you are the serious grandmother of Zhilan and Zhiyao, and if there will be a banquet in Guangling City in the future, you will take them out to see each other. ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Jiang was silent, and after a long while, she agreed in a low voice: "You don't need to say this, even the eldest daughter-in-law will not know for the time being, it doesn't hurt if it's been a long time······

After a pause, Mrs. Jiang said again: "I also look at Jian Jian'er so young, for the sake of the death of her parents, it hurts a little more, Zhilan and Zhiyao still have you and me, parents and siblings, what ······ she has?"

“······ I know, you let everyone call her Miss at home, don't I have the same words? ”

The voices of the two gradually lowered, and the footsteps were long inaudible, so they should have walked away.

In the half-hidden and half-opened tent, Jiang Yu, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, slowly opened her eyes, looking at the antique veils around her, as well as the faint and elegant fragrance floating in the air, and had a lot of thoughts.

The conversation between Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang is still lingering in my ears, and there are various clips that keep flashing in my mind, including lively and cute little girls swinging, and bullying others with teeth and claws, and even adult women, kneeling in the snow with their stomachs and crying, a small piece of snow reflected red in the blood under their bodies, and a few men with shocked eyebrows······

All kinds of information were interspersed and intertwined, and Jiang Yu was confused.

She fell asleep and woke up and fell asleep and fell asleep and fell asleep in the midst of this confusion and the images that flashed back to her mind, and tossed all night until the sky was blue outside the window.

She heard a soft rustling outside the house, which seemed to be the gentle rubbing of the fabric, and after a while the door of the outer room also made a low noise, and then there was no more sound.

Jiang Yu stared at the top of the curtain, and in the darkness, those fine embroideries looked as soft as clouds. The brocade quilt covered on the body is also light and soft, and there is a sweet goose pear fragrance in the warmth.

Goose pear ······ Fragrant? The word······ How she thought it was so natural, as if she had always known.

Jiang Yu thought for a while, stretched out her hand from the quilt, raised it in front of her eyes, and looked at it fixedly.

Through the faint light of the curtain, you can see that the fingers of these hands are slender and beautiful, the skin is white and dazzling, and the skin is gentle and soft, and the touch is quite wonderful.

But this is not her own hand.

At least, not her real hands.

The body lying here now is not her own.

It took her a long time to make sure she had indeed crossed over to a stranger.

And this strange little girl, the memories in her mind are complicated and numerous, and the half-dream and half-wake up all night made Jiang Yu almost sort out her thoughts.

The owner of this body is nine years old, named Jiang Yu, and has a nickname called Jian Jian.

The little girl Jian Jian had already gone through a miserable life, who would have thought that she would be unexpectedly reborn at the age of nine a month ago, judging from those memories, she was very happy at that time, thinking that she could do it all over again and erase her regrets.

Jiang Yu didn't need to search her memory, and she guessed that this little girl's wish had not really come true—otherwise she would not have been in this nine-year-old body.

Jiang Yu didn't understand why things were like this, she remembered that she was originally lying in the barren meadow, under the cold starry sky, bleeding quietly and waiting for death, but in the blink of an eye, she found herself here, forced to take over the body of a little girl.

Before Jiang Yu could think more, the curtain in front of her was suddenly lifted and brought in a gust of wind.

In front of him, a tall and thin black shadow stood at the head of the bed, and Jiang Yu opened her mouth slightly in shock.

Called ······ Silent.