Capital City, Dongcheng District.
Shi Family Alley.
After getting off the car, Wang Ping accompanied Jiang Chen through several alleys and came to a courtyard.
Outside the door, two cleaners were cleaning the streets.
Wang Ping said,"Little Chen, in the three years that you weren't around, the property prices have skyrocketed. This place has already risen to 180,000 yuan per square meter."”
" How much?" Jiang Chen was stunned.
"180,000!"
Wang Ping repeated.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh at the horror of the property prices in the capital.
No wonder so many young people worked hard for half their lives but could not even buy a toilet on the second ring road of the capital.
"Little Chen!"
A sudden voice startled the two of them.
He turned around and saw a fashionably dressed old lady pointing at him with a surprised expression.
Seeing Jiang Chen turn around, the old lady clapped her hands and said excitedly,"
"Hah! It really is you! My child, we haven't seen each other for three years. Come over and let Grandma Wu take a look!”
Grandma Wu lived next door.
His wife died early, his son had a business overseas, and his daughter married a wealthy businessman in Shanghai.
The old man did not lack money for the rest of his life.
However, it was inevitable for her to feel lonely living alone. It just so happened that her grandmother had moved in back then, and the two of them were in a similar situation. They became good friends in an instant.
Knowing that her grandmother's legs were inconvenient, Grandma Wu pushed the wheelchair every day and took her grandmother around to drink tea and walk the birds. Her days were leisurely.
Speaking of which, Jiang Chen had to thank Grandma Wu.
"Where have you been all these years?”
Grandma Wu looked at Jiang Chen. Her eyes reddened."You've lost weight! Why is your hair white? You've suffered!”
"Hello, Grandma Wu." Jiang Chen smiled.
"You haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go to Grandma Wu's house. Grandma will cook for you!
I'll make your favorite pickled cabbage, hemp tofu, and braised hooves!”
" Grandma," Jiang Chen said," I've eaten." This time, I came back to take some things and leave."
"Why are you in such a hurry? It's not easy for you to come here. It's not too late to stay for a while before leaving!”
Grandma Wu said a few words and suddenly thought of something. She slapped her thigh and said,"Oh right, I almost forgot!
Fortunately, you're here. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to remember.
Your grandmother left a stack of things with me when she was alive.
I said I was going to give it to you, but you never came back. That thing has been in my house for three years and has been covered in dust.
Don't go, I'll get it for you!”
Jiang Chen and Wang Ping looked at each other in bewilderment. They stood rooted to the ground.
Grandma still had something left?
Why didn't they know?
Jiang Chen had been by her grandmother's side for the last three months. She hadn't said anything about leaving anything behind.
Watching Grandma Wu leave, Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then said,"
"Let's go home first."
He pushed open the antique door.
The fragrance of gardenia drifted in.
When his grandmother had been alive, gardenias were her favorite, so Jiang Chen had people plant gardenias all over the yard.
There was only one room inside.
Grandma usually lived here, and the decoration style was very old-fashioned.
He entered the room.
Everything was still the same.
The bedsheets were printed, and the pillow was covered with a fan towel.
There was a wooden chair beside the bed. Grandma often sat there to read.
There was a pair of presbyopic glasses on the table next to him. The frame was a little crooked. Jiang Chen had said he wanted to buy a new pair, but his grandmother hadn't been willing to part with it. She had said it could still be used and that it shouldn't be wasted.
Seeing that his expression was a little lonely, Wang Ping patted his shoulder."Little Chen, it's all in the past."
" Sister Ping," Jiang Chen said," I'm fine."
The quartz clock on the wall had been bought by Jiang Chen.
Time had stopped at 5:18. This was the time Grandma left.
From that moment on, the clock never moved again.
Everything was so familiar.
However, everything felt so unfamiliar.
This place used to be filled with the aura of her grandmother's life.
She would sit in the rocking chair and enjoy the peace of the afternoon. She would also sit by the bed and watch Jiang Chen shine on the TV.
She would even lean against the pillow and knit a winter sweater for Jiang Chen.
He opened the closet.
There were all kinds of sweaters.
Some were for adults, some were for children, and some were so small that they could only be worn by babies.
" What's this?" Jiang Chen was confused.
"Your grandmother knows she doesn't have much time.
Therefore, I want to leave you with more things in this world.
She knitted these hundreds of sweaters for your future children.
From three years old to adulthood, there were both men and women.”
An image appeared before Jiang Chen's eyes.
Grandma knew that she was seriously ill and would not live long, so she worked hard in front of the sewing machine, day and night, racing against time.
This scene deeply hurt his heart. He clutched his chest and suddenly felt a little breathless.
hiss ~
Hu ~
hiss ~
Hu ~
"Little Chen!"
Wang Ping hurriedly supported Jiang Chen and said worriedly,""Are you okay? Do you want to rest for a while?”
"She never told me."
Jiang Chen held a sweater in his hands. His hands were trembling slightly. His emotions were already in turmoil, and he couldn't control them.
"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be worried." Wang Ping's eyes were red.
Even in the last moment of her life, your grandmother thought of you.
She had told us more than once that you were her pride, so she couldn't hold you back.
Chen, you have a good grandmother."
As soon as he finished speaking.
There was a knock on the door. Grandma Wu walked in from outside.
"Everyone's here?"
She handed the wooden box to Jiang Chen.
"Here, Chen, this is what your grandmother left for you. The things inside are well kept. Grandma Wu has never opened it once.”
Jiang Chen calmed himself down a little, then he turned his attention to the wooden box.
What was it?
Grandma didn't even tell him before she died, but she wanted Grandma Wu to hand it to him personally?
Wang Ping stood up." Little Chen, open it and take a look. Grandma Wu and I will leave for a while."”
As she spoke, she pulled Grandma Wu and her husband out of the room.
He looked at the wooden box in his hand. It was exquisite and small. There were dragons and phoenixes carved on the outside. There should be something very important sealed inside.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen was driven by curiosity.
It slowly opened…
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