Jade pendant appears

  The words on the tip of his tongue were about to roll out when he was interrupted.

  The door creaked open with a loud noise.

  Lu Huan rushed in, one hand supporting the door panel and the other grasping his knee, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and fear as he stared at them. Upon seeing Jun Ye's pale face, Xiao Shanfeng's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead with his raised hand.

  I was worried and followed over, arrived at the stairs and heard thunderous sounds, now seeing it's indeed big brother losing his temper.

  On one hand, his temperament was inherited from Commander Lu, and when he got angry, he was even more fierce than Commander Lu, no one dared to contradict him.

  Wanting to call out "Big Brother", she discovered that Jun Ye's icy gaze was fixed on Man Man's face, burning with anger as if possessed, completely unaware of his arrival.

  Sister is indeed big brother's weakness, only sister can make big brother's temper lose control to this extent.

  He didn't have the guts to call him "Big Brother" at this time, lest Master Jun scolded him together.

  Quickly, he turned around and made a phone call for help: "Baby, is your brother at home?"

  Yao Ye and Jun Ye have an extraordinary relationship, only Yao Ye can occasionally say a few words when the eldest brother loses his temper.

  "My brother is at home, what's wrong? What happened?" Yao Zibao spoke vaguely on the phone, seemingly eating something with his mouth chewing on bones making a crunching sound. "By the way, my mom bought some KFC-style chicken wings and fried them herself, do you want to come over and eat? My brother asked about your and my homework."

  "Don't mention it, I've had a fire here."

  "A fire?" Yao Zibao stuck his head out of the window. "Your house is not far from mine, how come I didn't see smoke coming out of your house."

  "The fire occurred at my... sister's, no, that word got stuck in her throat when she met Jiang Zhongxiao's big eyes, changed to 'at Jiang Zhongxiao's home'."

  Ah! Yao Zibao was shocked and turned pale.

  He was indeed a brother who grew up wearing the same pants, Yao Zibao covered the phone with one hand and completely understood his meaning, shouting: "Brother, it's not good! It's on fire! You quickly go put out the fire, or else this fire will burn to our home!"

  Comrade Junye gets angry but doesn't transfer his anger, however, anyone who approaches him and sees his dark face will automatically feel a burning pain.

  His younger brother's every move, Jun Ye was on the one hand furious, and on the other hand, he took it all in with his eyes and ears. Knowing that Yao Ziye was coming, he slightly restrained his anger and sat down.

  The feeling was like a mouthful of air rushing to her throat, only to be forced back down at the critical moment. Her eyes suddenly felt dry, facing the face that had just yelled at her, even making threatening icy stares at her father, something churned in her chest. Suddenly she turned around and walked into the bathroom.

  When she heard the bathroom door slam shut, Lu Huan almost jumped up: her sister's temper was just like her big brother's, really bad.

  Without a moment's delay, Yao Ziye and Yao Zibao, acting as the two brothers of the fire brigade, rushed in through the door.

  Yao Zibao followed his older brother, running and panting, until they reached the door, where he leaned against the door frame, his legs going soft: "My brother heard there was a fire here and is charging in like he's in the army."

  It can be seen that Mr. Yao rushed to put out the fire after hearing it, and his speed was as fast as something.

  Wiping the hot sweat from his forehead, he saw Lu Jun sitting silently on the sofa. The room was empty without Manman in sight. Mr. Yao's gaze turned to Lu Huan who had called 119.

  Pointing with his finger, he gestured towards the direction of the restroom.

  Yao Ye pressed down Jun Ye's shoulder, walked to the outside of the bathroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, coughed twice: "Man Man, are you in there?"

  In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water flows, loud enough to cover up all the movements inside.

  Inside, Manman took off her glasses and splashed water on her face. The icy water flowed down her cheeks to her neck, causing a shiver. She looked into the mirror and saw water droplets rolling on her eyelashes, but couldn't see what her own face looked like at all.

  "Creeping."

  Mr. Yao shouted several times, but there was no response from inside.

  Lu Huan and Yao Zibao's hearts were pounding, staring at each other.

  The silent master stood up and scared them both out of their wits.

  "Brother," Lu Huan called out softly, "don't be too angry with her."

  "I know." Jun Ye's calm tone was like a guarantee to his younger brother.

  The two of them watched him walk up to Old Man Yao's side.

  Suddenly, a clenched fist slammed into the door panel, producing an earth-shakingly loud noise.

  "Lu Jun!" Old Man Yao also had a temper, his narrow and long eyebrows were tightly knotted.

  Inside the bathroom door, it creaked, the handle turned, and the door opened a crack.

  Yao Ye immediately inserted his hand and used his knee to hold the door, facing the gap: "Man Man, whatever it is, come out and say it. I'll make him apologize to you."

  Apologize?

  It's easy to imagine Lord Jun raising an eyebrow and looking down his nose in disdain.

  "Man man." Mr. Yao's extremely worried voice came in.

  "Make way, or how can I get out?" The voice seemed unchanged, responding from inside.

  The two people at the entrance could only make way for each other.

  The door opened and she walked out, her head down, her hair falling over her face.

  As she was about to walk straight into the room, Yao Ye grabbed her arm when he saw that Miao's head wasn't right.

  Just as he was about to fall back, he fell backwards, seeing stars, when a pair of hands firmly supported him from behind, followed by an icy tone that turned fiery again: "What did I just tell you?"

  "Lu Jun!" Mr. Yao hastily followed, supporting her for a few steps before sitting down on the sofa in the living room.

  His ears were ringing with anger, but she heard every single one of his curses loud and clear.

  Her heart was racing wildly, thinking of her father, she couldn't afford to retreat even a little, so she bit her teeth tightly on her lips, biting out a blood mark.

  "Bao'er, go to the room and bring over a quilt. Huan'er, go to the kitchen and find some white sugar, make a cup of sugar water." Yao Ziye was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, directing his two subordinates. His narrow eyebrows were furrowed, and his pale face turned iron-gray as he faced the dark-faced Lord Lu, "Lord Lu, isn't this enough? Can't you just speak properly?"

  Her slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed, her eyes gazed at her pale lips, and the stiff lines on her face softened a bit. She walked over, one hand reaching out to brush the hair from her forehead.

  His hand touched hers, warm rather than cool, startling her into pulling back and almost shrinking into the sofa.

  Just after taking the sugar water handed over by Lu Huan, Yao Ye turned around and saw that the two siblings were stiffened there for some reason.

  The hand stretched out in mid-air hesitated, unsure whether to withdraw back or not, as a hint of distress flickered in the icy gaze.

  Manman suddenly turned her face and focused on the wall corner.

  "Why don't you drink some sugar water first? Didn't you have dinner tonight?" Mr. Yao tried to ease the tense atmosphere, moved a chair and sat down beside them, but handed the cup of sugar water in his hand to Lu Jun.

  Mr. Yao's meaning is very clear: you, as her brother, should feed her.

  Jun Ye wasn't someone who hadn't fed others water before. When his younger brother Lu Huan was sick, there were many times when he helped to feed him.

  Her hand had just touched the sugar water when a cry came from her side.

  "I'm not thirsty."

  The temperature that was finally raised by Master Yao dropped a few degrees again.

  Yao Ziye was really annoyed by his siblings at this moment, and his tone was slightly harsh: "Manman, it's not that I want to scold you, but your attitude is not good. Of course, Lu Jun was wrong, I'll scold him for you."

  "Is he wrong?" She wouldn't believe it even if you beat her to death, that Iceberg would think he's in the wrong.

  Yao Ye had no choice but to be unreasonable: "He's not wrong, I'll say it anyway. You're a girl, and he can't speak to you in the same tone as Lu Huan."

  Mr. Yao's implicit meaning is: sisters and brothers are different, sisters are weak and cannot be scolded like brothers.

  Lu Huan, who was standing beside them, blinked a few times: "Master Yao is being biased towards girls and against boys."

  His elegant fingertips picked up the iron spoon in the cup, stirring the sugar water bit by bit. The spoon clinked against the glass wall of the cup, making a crisp and pleasant sound, symbolizing his mood, which was to make efforts for his sister's warmth bit by bit.

  Mr. Yao did take in his last words: sisters are different from brothers. If it were a brother, he wouldn't just smash the bowl. But as it turned out, yelling loudly would scare his sister to death.

  "Drink the sugar water and take a nap. If you think cooking alone is a waste of money, you can come to my house for dinner." Comrade Lu Jun said this with a tone that was just right, in short, he had reduced his temper to its lowest limit, which was his greatest concession.

  "If you think it's inconvenient to go to his house for dinner, it's also okay to drop by my place occasionally." Mr. Yao chimed in.

  Lu Huan heard Mr. Yao's words and became unhappy, continuing to say: "Don't go to his house to eat, those two are starving ghosts who fight for food."

  But was teased by Lu Huan's words behind her and wanted to laugh, Manman's hand raised to support her forehead: "I can cook for myself."

  "What did you eat tonight?" Seeing that both of their faces had eased up, Master Yao began to ask about the sudden outbreak of fighting.

  Lu Huan hastily pulled up his sleeve.

  She glanced sideways, just in time to see the bowl of noodles on the table that had been knocked over, more than half of it spilled. It was obvious who the culprit was. Mr. Yao sighed inwardly: "Mengmeng, you have mild anemia, you can't just eat these things."

  "I had spinach and rice for lunch," said Manman, feeling that their views were too one-sided, couldn't they not just focus on the bowl of noodle soup she had tonight.

  She seemed a bit angry, so Mr. Yao signaled to Mr. Jun: "Hurry up and finish your sugar water, then go take a nap."

  "I'll drink it myself." Lowering his head, he aimed at the sugar water cup in his hand and quickly grabbed it.

  Her eyes widened in surprise, she hadn't expected her to move so quickly, and in an instant, her palm was empty.

  Yao Ye wiped his leg with his hand, his narrow eyes blinking repeatedly.

  "Dear, dear——"

  Hearing a rustling wind blowing in his ear, Lu Huan turned his head and saw Yao Zibao hiding at the door of the room beckoning him.

  When they were in doubt, Lu Huan took advantage of the two brothers' attention on Manman and slipped into the room beside them, asking: "What's wrong, Bao'er?"

  This has to do with Yao Zibao being called into the house by his brother to hug a quilt. As soon as he entered Mengmeng and Jiang Dashao's new home, he saw that there wasn't even a single wedding photo of the newlyweds on the wall, and he let out a sigh in his heart.

  Except for the lack of photos, the couple's items in the house are very thoughtful and beautiful, and the quilts on the bed are all traditional auspicious red. Thinking about it, taking this big red quilt out to cover Mianmian would be weird. Looking around to see if there are any other quilts.

  Open the wardrobe, clothes are in sight, and a large grid at the bottom has a blanket. Reach out to hug the blanket, lift the corner of the eye, suddenly see an old-fashioned woven bamboo box on the top of the cabinet opposite.

  "I think it's your sister's." Yao Zibao pointed at the bamboo trunk on his head and said to Lu Huan.

  "What's wrong with my sister?" Lu Huan asked, wrinkling her nose.

  "Didn't your brother and my brother always look for that jade pendant that your sister should have been wearing?" Yao Zibao raised an eyebrow.

  "How dare you! Do you want to sneak around and rummage through my sister's things like a thief? I'm telling you, neither my brother nor your brother would dare do such a thing. You—" Lu Huan pointed at his nose, lecturing him up to this point, when he saw one of his hands rise up, palm open, revealing a jade pendant.

  Uh.

  "My brother and your brother are gentlemen, sorry, I'm a petty person." Yao Zibao adjusted his glasses.

  "Aren't you going to put it back quickly? If my sister finds out, you..." Lu Huan said this while her eyes were firmly fixed on the jade pendant.

  He had only seen the appearance of such a jade pendant in the portrait painted by his father's description. Now, seeing the exact same real thing in reality, he couldn't help but reach out to touch it. Of course, the fact that the jade pendant style is exactly the same as the portrait does not necessarily mean it belongs to the Lu family, just like the one Wen Mingzhu wore, his brother touched it and knew it wasn't. The only way to know if it's real or not is for the two brothers who have seen the jade pendant with their own eyes to identify it.

  Seeing his drooling eyes, Yao Zibao was complacent: "How? You really want me to put it back?"

  He stretched out his fingers and grasped the jade pendant in Yao Zibao's palm, feeling its warmth and coolness in his own palm, just like his heartbeat at this moment.

  Walking into the living room, I saw my sister quietly drinking water with her head down, while my brother's face was as cold as ice as usual, without any signs of movement. After thinking about it, I decided to show it to Ya Ziye instead, which seemed safer.

  As Yao Ziye was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly felt his hem being pulled by a hand. He turned around and saw Lu Huan with her head down, her eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Huan'er?"

  At this moment, Lu Huan's palm slowly opened under his eyelids, like a treasure chest being lifted open, and the treasures that gradually appeared inside made his pupils suddenly shrink and his eyebrows tremble.

  So jade-like, smooth to the hand, shining brightly and translucent under light, exquisitely carved with intricate patterns, lines naturally divided along the jade texture, like a natural-born jade, the craftsmanship is top-notch.

  Can this be compared with those fake products worn by Wen Mingzhu and Wen Haosheng?

  At first glance, what is true is true, and what is false cannot be pretended.

  This was clearly the same Xian Tao Yu Pei that he had seen on Nang Nang's delicate neck when she was a child, the one they had been searching for in vain for many years.

  It has finally appeared before their eyes now.

  Suddenly, Yao Ziye's eyes straightened, and Jun Ye's gaze flickered over, in an instant, the icy pupils broke through the ice layer, and suddenly, that hand stretched out.

  Hmph.

  In a flash of confusion, Lu Huan, holding the jade pendant, couldn't see what was happening when his palm suddenly emptied and the jade pendant fell into -

  Yuè Yá'er's eyes stared at him fiercely, as if he had done the most terrifying thing under the sky, making his lips tremble with guilt: "I, I——"

  At the same time, Lu Jun stretched out one hand in front of Manman: "Let me take a look at your jade pendant."

  At this moment, Bingyuan and Yuè Yár's eyes collided fiercely once again.

  She clutched the jade pendant in her palm and pressed it against her chest: "This is mine."

  In short, one sentence, dead or alive, don't let anyone see it.

  The waves in her icy eyes surged back and forth, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, a faint cold smile: "Was it him who told you? Was it him who told you to hide, not letting anyone see, huh?"

  After searching so hard and for so many years, just because that man hid her away, hiding her so secretly, teaching her to hide, as a result, until now, it's still like this.

  "Lu Jun." Just as he was about to spit out fire, Yao Ziye hastily pulled him back two steps, "Don't do that, you'll scare her to death."

  The long hair hanging down was almost stuck to her chest.

  Lu Huan hastily half-knelt in front of her, looking up at her with his head tilted back and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean to. I just thought that jade pendant was very pretty and looked like the one we have at home, so I took it out to show my brother."

  "This isn't your home, it's mine. My grandma gave it to me." Yuèyá'er opened her eyes wide and stared at him with a serious look.

  Having said that, he got up, but couldn't stand firm and soon fell back onto the sofa.

  It turned out that this impact was deeper than she had imagined.

  "Brother——" Seeing her fall, Lu Huan was already frightened and called out to the two older brothers over there.

  Yao Ziye rushed back immediately and grabbed one of her wrists.

  Manman wanted to withdraw her hand, but found his grip was very strong, and stared at him.

  At this moment, the pulse under her fingertips was racing fast, like a rubber ball that could burst through the skin at any time. Her narrow eyebrows were furrowed into deep creases, and the other hand felt her forehead, with a scorching heat in the palm.

  “She has a fever.”

  A sentence brought back the icy gaze that had been wandering around the house with a chill.

  He swiftly turned around and came to the sofa, his palm firmly pressed against her forehead as she tried to dodge, the temperature he felt made him suddenly lower his face.

  "Go get some ice from the fridge and wrap it in a towel." On this side, Huan'er was called to fetch the ice, while on the other side, Old Master Yao scolded his younger brother, "I told you to hold the quilt, but you've been holding onto it for half the day!"

  Yao Zibao was still afraid of being scolded for stealing the jade pendant and hid in his room, but when he heard his older brother calling him, he quickly grabbed a blanket and ran out.

  Manman suddenly realized that now several hands were pressing on her, not allowing her to get up.

  "I think I'll call the school and ask Principal Jiang to come back." said Yao Ziye.

  Her husband had been taking time off from school for her every other day, and Manman was already very uneasy about it. She was afraid that her husband would have a bad impression at work because of this, so she quickly said: "Don't call him, I'll be fine on my own." But then she thought again, fearing that these two people wouldn't leave, so she said: "If you must call someone, help me call Chunxia instead."

  It's roughly thinking of having a girl take care of it being more convenient.

  Yao Ziye called Chunxia.

  When she heard her best friend was ill, Xia Xia threw down the work in her hands and hastily asked her father to drive her over.

  As soon as I stepped into the house, I saw two men and suddenly remembered that it was Old Man Yao who had made the phone call.

  Anyway, the body of the best friend is tight. Hurriedly walked to the front of the sofa and saw Mianmian covered with a blanket, her face almost stuffed into the quilt, with a towel on her forehead, her cheeks didn't look very red, she was also sober, it seemed not too serious, feeling a bit relieved, bent down to ask: "Mianmian, how do you feel?"

  "It's just a cold, a slight fever, it's not a stomach problem. You know I'm fine as long as it's not a stomach problem." As she spoke, Manman raised an eyebrow at her.

  The meaning of "闺蜜" was quickly understood by Xiaxia in early summer, which meant asking her to help drive two grandfathers away.

  Coughing twice to clear her throat, she turned around and announced to the two men, "With me here to take care of her, you can leave now."

  Listening to his wife's straightforward words, Du Yu hastily pulled her behind him while facing the two masters.

  Early summer gave her husband a glare: She's a female version of "Fighting Spirit", what's there to be afraid of?

  Her eyebrows rose slightly, her eyes showed no emotion.

  Yao Ziye's words were profound, his gentle expression nowhere to be seen on his face, his voice was like iron: "Before she recovers from her fever, none of us can leave."

  "What's wrong with you two!" Chū Xiāng glared at the two men.

  Next, Mr. Yao's words were directly going to make her collapse, only hearing: "We can't trust you to take good care of her."

  "Who says I can't take good care of her? It was me who took care of her when she got sick in college." Chu Xia's words became more and more fierce, rolling up his sleeves as if he was about to fight them.

  Yao Ziye's expression turned cold as he shifted his gaze to his younger brother who had just entered the door.

  It was just him asking his younger brother to go home and help him carry the medicine box. Because if Lu Huan went back to the Lu's house to get it, Mrs. Lu would become suspicious.

  Seeing a professional medicine box placed on the table, Du Yu pulled his furious wife and said: "Others are indeed doctors, you should listen to what they have to say first."

  "I don't believe them. Last time they got Mengmeng to the hospital for a stomachache and it cost 3,600 yuan overnight." Chuxia enunciated each word of that 3,600.

  Lu Huan had heard about the three thousand six hundred affair, and inserted himself to speak for his brother: "My brother wouldn't let a patient spend money casually." But before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by his brother's gaze.

  A gentleman has always been clear in his own heart and doesn't need to argue with others.

  After opening the medicine box, take out a thermometer, shake it, and unbutton her collar to insert it under her armpit.

  Manman's two hands grasped his collar, as if guarding against something, staring at him.

  At that moment, the words "I'm your brother, what are you avoiding" almost burst out.

  A cold gleam flashed in her eyes and then dimmed.

  Yao Ziye, rummaging through the medicine box for antipyretics, turned his head to see that they had frozen again, and could only frown at Chun Xia: "You help her take her temperature."

  "See? You said I couldn't take care of her, you do it yourselves." Chuxia raised her hands and took a step forward, facing the two men. Du Yu tried to hold her back but couldn't.

  Yao Ziye's long and narrow eyebrows were twisted like a rope.

  You can't compare with Yao's endurance.

  Her eyes flashed fiercely as she shouted: "Say one more word and get out of here right now!"

  "What did you say!" Chū Xiāo exploded, furious.

  "You almost killed her that night. Is stomach disease not a big deal? Do you know or not, stomach disease can lead to other diseases if not careful."

  Two sentences burst out of icy lips, and Chushu was stunned, Manman was also stunned.

  In a moment of hesitation, the hand grasping her collar was brushed aside by his large hand. A thermometer then deftly inserted itself into her armpit without touching any other part of her body. Next, he bent her elbow and clamped it tightly around the thermometer.

  It's hard to believe that someone with such a violent temper can be so meticulous when doing these actions.

  The crescent moon gazed at him, and when it was about to touch his eyes unintentionally, it flashed away again.

  It's early summer and it's a bit uncomfortable standing here, looking around as if there's nothing to do. Irritated, she bites her lip and says: "You can't let her lie in the living room, it's not good for her. It's breezy here and the sofa is not comfortable."

  "Wait and see, if nothing happens, we'll let her go back to her room." Yao Ziye's slender eyes narrowed, as if seeing through her thoughts, "You go to the kitchen and help her cook some porridge."

  After hesitating for a while, she was pulled by her husband and walked into the kitchen to rinse the rice, plug in the electric rice cooker, and muttered to her husband: "Did you see? Did you see? They completely don't take me seriously. I've known Manman for so many years, can they understand Manman better than me?"

  Du Yu scratched his head: Wife, this is competing with two men for a bosom friend.

  Clutching a cold thermometer, Manman still grasped the jade pendant in her palm and didn't dare to relax her nerves at all.

  The more careful she was, the more he felt uneasy in his heart. She didn't trust him and treated him like an outsider, even when he told her he was her brother. She still treated him like an outsider because they hadn't developed feelings for each other over a long period of time like Wen Shixuan had.

  Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, his cold eyes showed a hint of weakness for just this moment: When would he be able to win back her heart from Wen Shi Xuan?

  In the kitchen, Xiaxia had been guarding the porridge in the electric rice cooker for more than half an hour. She and her husband sat on a small stool, not that they couldn't leave, but they didn't know what excuse to use to go into the living room.

  "I'm scared." Chu Xia said, resting her head on her husband's shoulder.

  "What's wrong?" Du Yu wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke, but he didn't dare to, with patients around and two picky old men present.

  "I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that they can do things we can't do for Manman." Chun Xia said this and her nose twitched, and tonight's visit made it even more obvious.

  "Ah, Manman recognizes you, they can't separate you and Manman." Du Yu patted his wife's back.

  It's just a comforting phrase, can't make up for the sense of loss in my heart. Early summer, I picked up a spoon and scooped a bowl of hot porridge, walked to the living room, only to find that someone had been moved away at some point.

  Gently pushing open the door, Lu Jia's second young master raised his hand to signal her to be quiet: She had just taken medicine and was asleep.

  Early summer had to put the rice bowl temporarily on the side table. On the table, there was also a washbasin, and Mr. Yao, who had rolled up his sleeves, was wringing out a towel. Looking at Mr. Yao's quick movements, he didn't seem like a rich young master who came to beg for food at all.

  Mr. Yao handed a slightly warm towel to Mr. Jun after wringing it out.

  The gentleman sitting at the head of the bed, gently plucked the patient's eyebrows one by one, as if picking pearls, and held them in his warm hands. The hot towel slowly wiped away the beads of sweat that appeared on the patient's forehead, without showing any sign of impatience.

  The gentleman in front of her was far from the unapproachable and lofty gentleman she had imagined.

  Early summer was stunned, and Du Yu, who followed behind her, quickly pulled her out of the door and sighed: When you helped Manman wipe her sweat, did you have this?

  This kinship is indeed the most precious thing in the world.

  From your actions, I remembered my own dad and mom in early summer, let out a deep sigh, and the rejection of these two men was not so strong anymore.

  After taking the antipyretic medicine, Manman quickly fell into a daze. But she didn't forget to tightly grasp the jade pendant in her palm, and she couldn't let go. However, it seemed like no one was trying to pry open her hand. On the contrary, there were hands constantly touching her forehead, and it seemed like the icy eyebrows appeared before her eyes, sometimes furrowed, sometimes gazing at her with a very deep gaze, as if wanting to tell her something at all times.

  The jade pendant was burning in her palm, making her heart feel hot and sour.

  Suddenly opening her eyes and staring at him, she wanted to say: Can't you not treat me like this?

  "Awake? Have some porridge." His voice revealed a hint of fatigue as he spoke.

  She looked back and saw Yao Zibao secretly covering his mouth to stifle a yawn. She was taken aback, asking: "What time is it?"

  "It's almost dawn." Yao Ziye replied, looking at the clock hands.

  "Have you been here all along?"

  Several people didn't respond to her words, as if they all tacitly ignored her question. Lu Huan excitedly brought over the porridge cooked by Wen Hao and handed it to her: "Try some, your friend made it."

  "Early summer?" She came to herself, turned her head, looked around, but saw no one.

  "She and her husband left first."

  Suddenly a sense of emptiness in her heart: even early summer thought it was safe to leave her with them?

  The palm of his hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the jade pendant was in it.

  Both grandfathers saw her action and their eyes flashed with complex colors at the same time.

  Lu Huan pretended not to see anything, feeding her porridge and smiling as she played with her beautiful and clever eyebrows: "Mianmian jie, can I call you sister? You're older than me anyway."

  Hearing his younger brother say this, Jun Ye felt a surge of frustration: Look at him, he himself had to deceive his own sister just to get her to call him "brother", and yet it was so difficult for him. His younger brother could directly be called "sister".

  "Just call me Sister Manman. I'm not used to being called sister, and others might get the wrong idea." Manman said matter-of-factly.

  Lu Huan's face is called collapse.

  Jun Ye's heart felt balanced again, his complexion recovered a lot of vitality, and he patted his brother's slumped shoulders.

  She took the bowl of porridge and drank it carefully, while listening to Mr. Yao continue on the phone: Yes, she had a fever last night, probably caught a chill, but her fever has subsided now. I wanted to inform you last night, but she said it wasn't necessary. Chū Xià has been here before.

  It seems that my husband is well-informed and found out after all.

  "What did you do yesterday that made you so tired?" Jun Ye asked, his cold voice seeking the root of the matter.

  She can say it's because she helped her father move and sort things out for two consecutive days.

  He didn't forget that warning, his lips pursed tightly into a seam that wouldn't be pried open by anything.

  At this moment, she was like a fearless warrior who would rather die than surrender.

  Her cold gaze swept across her tightly closed teeth, leaving only a deep, dark color at the bottom of her eyes.

  ……

  At 5 or 6 in the morning, Chiang Yan received a belated message and rushed home to see his daughter-in-law. As he was approaching the gate of his own mansion, he met his mother, who was hurrying to attend the ladies' early meeting.

  "Mom." Face to face, Jiang Dashao just politely called out a greeting to his mother.

  The cold war between mother and son will not end until the mother realizes her own mistakes. This is not just because of his wife's problem, but also because of the deviation in the mother's character, which the son cannot tolerate.

  Hearing her son's tone wasn't very good, and it seemed like he was going to say one sentence and leave, Jiang Mu's face turned cold: "Aren't you in school? Why do you keep coming home every other day? Is she causing trouble for you, calling you back home all the time? As a military wife, you need to learn to be independent."

  Her eyebrows shot up: "Mianmian is ill, and she didn't even tell me, I had to hear it from someone else."

  "Isn't she the daughter of a grocery store owner? How can her body be so delicate, like a princess, always getting sick every now and then?" Just as Jiang Mu said this, she suddenly remembered something and grabbed her son to ask, "Have you two done pre-marital checks? Can her weak body bear children?"

  "What nonsense are you talking about. Manman just has a small cold." Jiang Dashao was so angry that he had nothing to say, and he shook off his mother, then stomped his foot and turned back to warn her, "Don't go around speaking randomly everywhere. And, I love her, not whether or not she can have children."

  Jiang Dashao's words actually didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to say that in the eyes of the old man, his grandson was not as important as his wife.

  But in Jiang Mu's ears, it sounded like this vine was really unable to have children.

  It just so happened that a lady who had attended the same gathering as Mrs. Jiang lived in the same compound as Junye and mentioned to the other ladies that Colonel Lu had spent the whole night guarding a patient and hadn't returned home, saying it was Colonel Jiang's wife.

  There is no wall in this world that doesn't have an ear.

  "You're saying at this young age, what illness? Need to stay up all night on duty?"

  "Even the big hospitals have to invite him over to help with their cases."

  Jiang's mother became more and more anxious as she listened: wasn't this saying that her youngest son's new daughter-in-law was in poor health?

  "Madam Chiang, I think you should go home and cook some soup for your young son's wife. Commander Chiang is not getting any younger, don't you want to hold a grandchild soon?"

  This remark hit a sore spot for Mrs. Jiang. Her eldest son, Jiang Fei, got married at the age of 29 and after several years of marriage, they still had no children. They said his wife was too young, but in fact, Jin Meichen was not that young, she was about the same age as Manman. She couldn't force Jin Meichen to have a child early because her parents held high positions, so she had to be patient. Her younger son married late at 30 and took Manman as his wife. Now people are saying that Manman's body is weak, could it be that she can't give birth to a grandson?

  But Manman didn't dare go there, as she had a falling out with her husband and son last time. She could only ask her second daughter Jiang Mei to do it instead.

  Jiang Mei received a phone call from her mother saying that she wanted to give Mianmian supplements, thinking that her mother had changed her mind, so she quickly agreed. She was excited for her brother and Mianmian, and ran to the market to pick out chickens, ducks, and geese.

  He picked up an old hen, and a woman beside him shouted: "I picked it first!"

  The two of them stared at each other in shock and shouted:

  "Big sister?"

  "Little aunt?"

  Jin Meichen knew that the young woman was lazy by nature and asked, "I haven't heard that your husband is back, so who are you cooking this soup for?"

  Intentionally trying to save Mianmian's face, Jiang Mei said with a smile: "Mom asked me to cook some good soup for Mianmian to drink, so that Mianmian can give birth to a noble son as soon as possible."

  "Is that so? Getting married and having kids right away, aren't you afraid of being tied down by the children?" Jin Meichen gritted her teeth in secret, saying to the boss who sold chickens, "I want this chicken, I'll give you double the price!"

  "Ah----" Jiang Mei exclaimed in surprise.

  Jin Meichen picked up the plucked chicken and walked away with a flick of her head.

  Jiang Mei stared at her back, full of puzzlement in her eyes: What's wrong with this sister-in-law? Is she angry about having children? She herself had one, wasn't it the same, was it because she didn't want to have any, what's there to be angry about?

  Jin Meichen didn't want to have children, but she didn't know if it was because she had taken too many birth control pills before. For almost a year now, she and her husband haven't been using contraception, yet she still hasn't gotten pregnant.

  When she heard that Manman might be pregnant, her heart was anxious.

  ……

  Comrade Jiang Yan returned home and didn't rush to see his daughter-in-law. He first asked the two elders what was going on, how could his daughter-in-law suddenly come down with a fever.

  Mr. Yao didn't dare to say in front of Mr. Jun that Manman was ill because of Mr. Jun's anger, so he pulled Comrade Jiang Yan aside and said: It's not a cold, maybe she didn't recover well from the fall last time, anyway we don't dare give her cold medicine because we know you're not using contraception.

  Thinking of what Mother Chiang said, Comrade Jiang Yan replied faintly: "Oh."

  His wife likes kids, so he will definitely try to get her pregnant. However, thinking of what his mother said, it seems like she only cares about having a grandson and doesn't consider her son's feelings at all, which makes him angry.

  Two men kept watch over the sick man all night and were truly exhausted. They handed the stick over to Jiang Dashao and left.

  Hearing footsteps, Manman immediately sat up.

  "You lie down, they say you'd better lie down again." He walked over with big strides and pressed his wife's shoulder, seeing that her palms were tightly grasping something. His eyebrows furrowed, "Troubled?"

  "Ah, quietly changed his tone: 'No.'"

  "What's in your hand?"

  Facing her husband was different, Manman's hand hesitated for a moment before opening.

  Jiang Dashao just took a glance and remembered the jade pendant that Wen Haosheng had shown off to two seniors in the cafeteria that day.

  He was taken aback, and for a moment, his handsome face was stunned.

  It's not because he knew that this jade pendant might represent the identity of Lu's family, but because his wife had been hiding it from him.

  "A'Yan, this is a treasured family heirloom. My dad told me I mustn't show it to anyone else because you know my relatives, they're all greedy for wealth. If they knew this jade pendant was with me, who knows what trouble it would cause for my dad? My dad and I aren't greedy for money, but this jade pendant is a good luck charm that my grandma had sought out for me, according to my dad."

  After hearing her words, looking back at this jade pendant, such craftsmanship, such superior jade quality, how could it be a treasure owned by the Wen family. If there was one, the Wen family would have sold it long ago for their livelihood.

  Speechless

  Seeing her husband seemingly not believing her words, Manman got anxious: "If you don't believe me, you can ask my grandmother."

  ……

  Xu Yujiao rummaged through the boxes while her husband was away, but couldn't find the legendary jade pendant that could lay golden eggs. She sighed: What to do? Should I really climb over the wall and steal it from my eldest daughter's house? Wouldn't I get shot by the guards?

  "Mom." Wen Huan called out to Xu Yu'e, telling her not to bother anymore. "Maybe Yupa is in Sister's hands, but we can't force her to give it back. You forgot, Dad warned us that if we cause any more trouble for Sister, he'll immediately send us back to our hometown."

  This new house is quite comfortable to live in, if her husband is in a good mood, she can continue to ask him for money. Xu Yu'e doesn't want Wen Shi Xuan to drive herself home, but it's not difficult for Man Man, how to find the whereabouts of that jade pendant.

  "Mom, the first thing we need to know is where that jade pendant came from. Did Dad say it's true that the jade pendant can really lay golden eggs? If we don't investigate these things clearly, won't we be busy for nothing?" Wen Huan step by step led her mother onto the path she had designed.

  Xu Yujiao's heart was completely obedient to her little daughter's words, and she said: "According to what you say, what should we do?"

  "Haoxue sister said that it was grandfather and grandmother who divided the house for each of us, but since grandfather has passed away early, leaving only grandmother behind, shouldn't we ask grandmother about this?"

  As for the old ancestor of the Wen family, Xu Yujiao said with a dark face: Her relationship with her mother-in-law was terrible, and they couldn't get along. The old lady claimed to be deaf, but she always felt that her mother-in-law was an old witch who pretended to be so on purpose.

  "I want to make a phone call to Grandma's village and ask Grandma a few questions."

  "Your grandmother is deaf."

  "Does mom think grandma is deaf?"

  Xu Yujiao has passed away.

  Wen Yuanyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and she asked her mother to make the first call to the village committee. When Grandma picked up the phone, she pushed her mother aside and spoke in a low, mysterious tone to the seemingly hard-of-hearing old lady on the other end: "Grandma, it's Yuanyuan. I accidentally overheard Dad mention your secret... did you kill my sister?"