Granny Miao has been in Xiuyanxu for so long, and she has been living a peaceful life. Whether it's rain or shine, she will set aside some time to clean up her residence in Rongqing Valley.

Finding something to do every day and not letting yourself be idle is a basic principle for Granny Miao to maintain her own life. Including delivering food to Ling Ye, no one ordered her or arranged her to do anything, but she wanted to be busy.

Older people will have accidents when they are idle, either they are sick and crooked, or they are too comfortable. Especially a helpless old man like her, who has no children and grandchildren, is alone, dead, and alive and no one knows.

For this reason, Granny Miao also wants to live a personal life, and what she is most unaccustomed to is the kind of sloppy old man, the older she gets, the dirtier and smellier! I don't know who she is looking for when she lives like that? Is it to spoil her children or herself?

The whole house where the elderly live should be clean and quiet, and they should look more comfortable.

Don't look at this house, she lives alone, and a lot of boxes and cages have been added. It can also take a lot of time to clean one cup and one dish at a time.

Every day, Granny Miao packed up some daily uses, and those that were not used frequently, were put in a box. That is, the things she brought with her before she came to Xiuyan Ruins.

When I came, the old items were put in a box, usually, this box was locked, and when the dust accumulated, it was wiped and not opened.

These are all objects from Granny Miao's past, and they are not ordinary times that can be remembered and opened. What has been left for a long time, the longer it is left out, the easier it is to forget.

Today, somehow, Granny Miao misses the people and things she had when she was a child. This box suddenly came to mind. It's been so long that she's almost forgotten about them. Parents and friends are now all in the ground. She didn't know why, she was the only one left, so she could live.

Granny Miao walked up to the box and wiped the newly accumulated ash from the outside of the box with a cloth. Although this Xiu smoke ruin is clean, it is always a matter of three or five days of dust, as long as it is left untouched, it is a thin layer of ash. If there is a lot of dust, it is easy to be frustrated.

By the way, where is the key to open the lock? Granny Miao searched all over the house, and the more she searched, the more anxious she became, and she couldn't remember where to put it.

Can you still lose it?

Boom, lightning and thunder outside, I don't know what I'm doing. In the past few days, it has been sunny and rainy outside, as if something has changed. Could it be that those grandmasters in Xiuyan Ruins have begun to do something? Is it confronting this pouring rain from the sky? She can't manage so much as an old woman. Thinking about it, I started looking for keys all over the house again. She stared in a daze, remembering this and forgetting that.

"Where did I put it? Why can't I find it? I have my usual things with me. There is only this one key, and I really forgot where to put it. Granny Miao began to talk to herself, and she always felt that talking could help her find something.

Especially in this rainy weather, Granny Miao's old bones began to ache slightly clammy and cold again. Knees, elbows, it's cold. After looking for a while, I found another chair to sit on for a while.

Oh yes!

Granny Miao walked to her bedside, and she remembered that one day, for fear that she would not find something, she deliberately put the key in her porcelain pillow.

She picked up the porcelain pillow and shook it, and sure enough, she took the key again and fumbled in front of the box.

Granny Miao opened the box. The contents of the box are spotless, the box is very well sealed, and everything is like brand new.

Granny Miao fumbled and recalled...... After a while, I saw an old bag that had lost its color. This little bag was seen when she was born. I remember hearing that it was left to her by her mother.

Looking at these old objects, she had some sorrow in her heart. Originally, there was no such thing, so I should have been with my relatives and remembered while counting. Now......

When I was a child, I always heard people say that she Liu Miao was not born by her parents, but where she was picked up. Granny Miao didn't care, after all, her father and mother treated her very well.

Miao's mother-in-law's surname is Liu, and her parents gave her a name called Liu Miao. When I was a child, everyone called her Liu Miao.

At that time, people often joked about her, saying that she was picked up from which Liu clan relatives. Liu Miao thought stupidly in her heart, where did they come from, aren't they all still surnamed Liu, aren't they all the same? Where are they so carefully divided? What about the biological ones, and what about the ones they carry? These people want to come, and they love to chew their tongues when they have nothing to do. When I think about these stupid things, I think it's funny. I feel that when I was a child, time passed so slowly, and I had nothing to do and was leisurely.

Granny Miao's gaze, inadvertently, returned to this bag. I haven't seen what is in it, so it should be a worthless thing. This cloth bag is so small, it can't even fit jewelry, jade pendants, head ropes or something. It's a thumb-sized one, a particularly pocket-sized bag.

Liu Miao has never opened it from a little older to an old man's age. It's no why, she has always felt that such a small package, and so light, is almost empty inside!

Today is like a reminder of the past, as if there is really something hidden in it. With a little curiosity, Granny Miao pulled out the rope on the bag and opened it to take a look. There's really something in there—it's a little piece of paper.

This small piece of paper is the size of a fingernail. The word "jade" was written on it. How could such a small piece of paper be placed in this cloth bag?

This piece of paper, like someone's name is written. Whose name is it, and why did you leave it to her?

Thinking of the name, Granny Miao thought of herself again. As for why her name is Liu Miao, it is because, when she was born, there was a pattern behind her right ear, and the pattern was red and entangled, like a "wonderful" character. Therefore, my father and mother were lazy and named her Liu Miao.

Later, when I grew up, the traces of this word faded. By now I can't see at all, there's nothing behind my right ear.

Anyway, everyone is used to it. The people around her changed from calling her Xiao Miao'er to Liu Miao, and later to Mother-in-law Miao......

This also let her know that she has reached a certain age and that time has passed. Even the birthmark on the back of the right ear with the word "wonderful" has disappeared. Probably nothing can't disappear...... Time can dilute everything.

When I was a child, I thought about a lot of things, and when I got older, I found that so many colorful things I fantasized about when I was a child passed like a passing cloud.

Nowadays, everything is light and breezy. Even when I encountered natural and man-made disasters, I had nothing but a trace of compassion in my heart. I don't feel so sad, how sad.

After all, Granny Miao is alone. No matter how pitiful natural and man-made disasters are, as long as they don't really fall on her, in the final analysis, it's someone else's business.

As long as she's okay, it's like she can stay out of it. After all, Granny Miao doesn't have any other relatives and loved ones in the world, and she can see everything a little brightly. It's better than other old people whose children and grandchildren are around their knees. She doesn't have to worry about her children and grandchildren.

Disaster ahead. People who don't have children and no home are better than those who have children and grandchildren. Horizontal and vertical means one death, one person is safe, and the whole family is safe.

It's just that whose name is this "jade" character? Granny Miao's heart hangs.

Chapter 90 Granny Miao: Who is Jade?