Yuanman lives in the countryside with her coffin maker grandpa, never imagining that one day she would be taken back by the richest family in S City, the Jiang family.
But they called her and...
Upon hearing this, Gou Dan, who had floated to a chair and was sitting properly, looked at Nan Yuanman with slight surprise: "A family reunion banquet?"
The man then realized that he knew nothing about the background and family of the little girl in front of him, nor did he know how she could have such abilities at such a young age.
And then there's this purple zombie she keeps by her side, the one she calls Grandpa...
Gou Dan suddenly felt a pang of unease. He lowered his gaze to Nan Yuanman and asked her softly and gently, "Yuanman, can you tell me about your situation?"
Nan Yuanman scratched his head: "There's nothing much to say about my situation..."
She didn't intend to hide it from him, but for some reason, she always felt that Gou Dan had a kind face and a strange sense of trust in him.
So the little brat quickly revealed all his secrets.
Aside from the fact that Grandpa had repeatedly warned him not to let anyone know about Xiaohong's existence.
"So, you are the child of the long-lost daughter of the Jiang family, the richest family in S City, and tomorrow's family reunion banquet is also to bring you back to the Jiang family?" The man looked thoughtful. He felt that the name Jiang family sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
But upon closer reflection, his mind remained blank, devoid of any memory.
“Yes, I don’t really have that much expectation about whether I can be recognized by the Jiang family again. I just want my mother to be able to return to the Jiang family,” Nan Yuanman said, hugging Grandpa Nan’s leg.
Her mother suffered so much injustice in the Jiang family, and endured so much hardship after being kicked out. There's no reason for her to be expelled from the Jiang family just like that.
If they want her to return to the Jiang family, then they have to bring her mother back with her.
She wanted to let her mother return to the Jiang family with dignity, enter the Jiang family ancestral hall, and enjoy the Jiang family's incense offerings.
At the same time, it will also give those who hurt the mother a place to repent.
Gou Dan was taken aback, and subconsciously asked her, "What about your mother? Didn't she come back with you?"
“You came back with me!” Nan Yuanman said, jumping up from the ground and running to pick up the small coffin. He rummaged around inside and carefully pulled out a memorial tablet.
Nan Yuanman gently wiped the memorial tablet, gazing at the carved characters on it, and murmured, "I'm sorry, Mom. So much has happened since we returned to the Jiang family. I almost forgot about you. Please don't blame me..."
As she spoke, she carefully placed the memorial tablet on the table, ran to get the fruits that the maid had brought while she was taking a bath, placed them in front of her, lit incense, and made offerings.
When Gou Dan saw the memorial tablet, he was instantly speechless: "..."
He couldn't believe that the little girl's mother was already dead.
That's true. If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have just stood by and watched Nan Yuanman spend every day with that dangerous purple zombie.
For some reason, he felt a tightness in his chest.
The man looked somewhat annoyed. He wanted to comfort the girl, but he didn't know how. For the first time, he felt disgusted with his own taciturn nature.
Nan Yuanman didn't care at all. She was raised by her grandfather after she was born and never experienced the love of her mother and father. For these two most important figures in her life, she only had a very shallow symbol in her mind and no concrete thoughts.
But she also understood that her mother must love her very much.
If he didn't love her, he wouldn't have risked everything to bring her into this world.
Therefore, she was very willing to help her mother clear her name, get revenge, and get back what she deserved.
After offering sacrifices to Bai Wenying, Nan Yuanman shared with Old Master Nan the strange and unusual things he had recently encountered. They chatted until they were sleepy, and then he climbed into bed to sleep.
She didn't take the memorial tablet back; she planned to take it to the family reunion banquet tomorrow.
Dog Egg remained silent all night. He sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the little girl curled up asleep in the blankets.
The five-year-old's face was still chubby. When he was asleep, he clenched his fists and placed them next to his cheeks, squeezing out the flesh. His mouth was slightly open, and he slept soundly like a little goldfish.
Dog Egg couldn't help but reach out and gently poke her cheek. After poking her, he looked up and met the gazes of a purple zombie, a ghost, and a spirit by the bedside.
Old Master Nan: "Keep an eye on it."
Zhuangzhuang: "Stare."
Little Grass: "Stare."
Even though neither of the other two kids, except for Grandpa Nan, had eyes, Gou Dan inexplicably felt like he was being stared at by an 800-watt light bulb.
Dog Egg: "..."
He sneered and reached out to touch it again.
Grandpa Nan: (╬?益?)!
He stood up and silently lunged at Gou Dan. Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang quickly stopped him, and Xiao Cao desperately pointed at the sleeping Nan Yuanman.
Dog Egg slowly floated away from the little girl's bedside, satisfied. He stared at the closed door, pondered for a few seconds, and then floated out through the door.
It's 11 p.m. now, and apart from the two children, Jiang Xinxin and Nan Yuanman, the rest of the Jiang family are still awake.
Jiang Lixuan was bent over, searching for the USB drive from last night on the table and floor, muttering, "Strange, I clearly remember putting it on the table that night, and I even specifically told the maid not to come into my room to clean it up, how could it be gone?"
Although he had backed up everything on the USB drive to the cloud, the USB drive couldn't be taken away by just anyone. If outsiders discovered what was inside, the Jiang family's reputation would likely be affected by Jiang Yueyao.
Not to mention, Jiang Tianzong had warned him.
He doesn't have the strength or the guts to go against him yet.
Gou Dan glanced at Jiang Lixuan, who had buried his head under the table, and continued to drift away to other places.
He quickly glanced around the Jiang family villa before drifting back to Nan Yuanman's side.
I slept without any dreams.
The next day, after searching for the USB drive all night and turning the room upside down, Jiang Lixuan gave up. He knocked on the guest room door early in the morning: "Yuanman, get up, wash up and eat. We still need to get our hair and makeup done later."
The little girl yawned, slowly sat up from under the covers, and called out, "Okay."
Gou Dan remained silent, quietly watching Nan Yuanman, who was hugging a blanket, with messy hair, and was in a daze trying to catch her breath.
After she recovered from her drowsiness, she asked softly, "Yuanman, can I stay with you today?"
Nan Yuanman paused for a moment, then nodded: "Sure."
Dog Egg is a living soul, unafraid of sunlight.
Perfect timing! Perhaps one of the people attending the banquet today is a relative of Gou Dan.
After calming down, Nan Yuanman got out of bed to wash up and put Grandpa, Zhuangzhuang, and Xiaocao back into the small coffin.
When Nan Yuanman received Xiaocao, she exclaimed "Eh!" Her chubby little hands slipped under Xiaocao's armpits, lifted her up, and looked at Xiaocao's perfectly repaired foot with bright eyes: "Xiaocao, Grandpa fixed your leg?"
The little grass shook its head and nodded.
"That's great!" Nan Yuanman pouted and gave the little grass a big kiss before carefully putting her inside, and finally putting away Bai Wenying's memorial tablet.
After packing up the odds and ends, she skillfully slung her small shoulder bag over her shoulder and headed out: "Let's go!"
Dog Egg's lips involuntarily curled into a smile as he slowly floated behind her.
The family reunion banquet was held in a five-star hotel under the Dongsheng Group in S City, a city known for its banquets. Jiang Tianzong cleared out the entire hotel, hired people to decorate the venue, and even arranged a styling team. All that was needed was for the Jiang family to attend.
After Nan Yuanman finished breakfast, Jiang Yueyao came downstairs with Jiang Xinxin, and Jiang Hengzhi, who had returned at some point, also arrived.
Jiang Lixuan glanced at them, didn't say hello, and led Nan Yuanman out the door first.
Jiang Hengzhi, who was about to greet him, was left speechless.
He turned to look at Jiang Yueyao in disbelief, pointing at Jiang Lixuan's back: "What does he mean? He's still throwing a tantrum at me?"
Jiang Yueyao's expression was somewhat unpleasant. She forced a smile and said, "I don't know either..."
"It was clearly me who got hit... Never mind, Xinxin, Yaoyao, let's go, let's ignore him." Jiang Hengzhi was also angry, angrily taking Jiang Xinxin's hand and leading Jiang Yueyao to the hotel.
Even so, the two groups quickly gathered at the hotel.
Jiang Lixuan ignored everyone and just kept circling around Nan Yuanman.
Jiang Xinxin watched longingly, secretly glancing at her mother's unpleasant expression, but dared not call out to him or pester him.
The children's hairstyles were easy to do, so after Nan Yuanman and Jiang Xinxin finished theirs, it was the adults' turn.
Jiang Lixuan was worried that she would get bored staying in the hotel, so he told her, "You can play in the hotel today, but don't go out, okay?"
Nan Yuanman nodded: "I understand."
The child couldn't stay still. She sat quietly on the sofa and played with her watch for a while before she couldn't resist running outside for some fresh air.
As soon as Nan Yuanman ran into the corridor, he suddenly caught a faint, foul-smelling whiff of resentment.
The girl, who had been listless, suddenly perked up, her brows furrowing. She twitched her nose, searching for the source of the resentment, and ran off on her short legs.
She had just run towards the corner of the corridor when, unable to sit still any longer, Jiang Xinxin also came out and, watching her retreating figure, cautiously followed her...