After all, she lost her mother and her father didn't care for her. How did a five-year-old child manage to survive?

What's more, that person wasn't even her biological father.

Jian Yixue was taken aback; she hadn't expected the old lady to ask her how she was doing.

It seems that apart from Aunt Qiu, no other relative has asked her how she is doing.

Even when Jian Mingpeng brought her back to the capital, he never asked her how she was doing.

At that time, she didn't know he wasn't her father, and for a moment she was disappointed.

Jian Yixue looked at the old lady and said, "It's all in the past. I believe things will get better and better in the future."

Jian Yixue did not want to deceive the old lady.

Her life had indeed been difficult, especially during the period after her mother passed away.

But she didn't want the old lady to know, lest it only add to her sorrow.

Besides, it's all in the past now.

She is happy now, and that's enough.

Upon hearing this, the old lady understood what Jian Yixue meant, and her eyes reddened.

She knew that Jian Yixue was afraid of upsetting her.

But she knew even more that she had a very difficult past.

“Silly child, it’s all my fault. I haven’t come to find you all these years, leaving you to suffer in the world.”

The old lady said with great pain.

Jian Yixue shook her head. "This is not your fault. You didn't know I existed."

"What a good child," the old lady remarked with deep emotion.

It's a miracle that children raised in such circumstances haven't gone astray.

I never expected that he would be such a good child who can distinguish right from wrong.

It's truly a blessing from heaven.

...

The two chatted for a while, and the old lady was about to continue speaking.

Jian Yixue said first, "It's almost time, you can prepare to take a bath."

Upon seeing this, the old lady realized that her body was no longer feverish and uncomfortable, but her body smelled increasingly pungent.

The old lady frowned involuntarily.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Su Hui walked in.

"Madam, everything is ready."

The old woman nodded and looked at Jian Yixue, saying, "They don't know where they went. Go take a walk in the back garden, I'll come find you later."

Jian Yixue nodded, got up and walked outside.

Aside from catching up, she hadn't asked about her mother yet.

In this situation, we can only continue our conversation after the old lady has finished washing up.

To be honest, the pills were indeed good, but the taste was just unbearable for her.

She'll have to work on improving it when she gets back.

...

In the study.

Dongfang Yi stared at Ye Mohan. "What do you want to discuss with me? And why do we have to go now?"

He didn't know his grandmother was sick!

Dongfang Yi was somewhat dissatisfied.

Ye Mohan looked at Dongfang Yi as if he were an idiot. "Idiot."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yi immediately objected.

Why are you scolding him for no reason?

"What do you mean?" Dongfang Yi questioned.

The tone suggested that if you didn't give me a reasonable explanation, I wouldn't let it go.

Seeing that the usually highly intelligent Dongfang Yi had suddenly become confused, Ye Mohan kindly explained, "Didn't you realize that the old lady deliberately wanted us to leave?"

Dongfang Yi was taken aback, recalling the old lady's words.

It seems that Grandma did indeed ask him to leave back then.

But why? Dongfang Yi was puzzled.

Seeing that Dongfang Yi didn't react for a while, Ye Mohan continued helplessly, "The old lady doesn't want us to see her in such a disgraceful state there!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yi suddenly understood.

He was completely preoccupied with worrying about his grandmother's health and didn't think about anything else.

They didn't understand what their grandmother meant at all.

Thank you.

Ye Mohan ignored him and continued drinking his tea.

He doesn't talk to people who aren't intellectually sharp, for fear of being assimilated.

Xue'er will probably find fault with him later.

Dongfang Yi had no idea what Ye Mohan was thinking. Seeing that he was ignoring her, she started drinking her tea on her own.

...

The Eastern Family, in the Garden.

Calling it a garden is an understatement; it's more like the old lady's private space.

The entire garden and courtyard were fenced off, with no other entrances or exits except through the front gate.

It is springtime in Lanzhou, and the weather is pleasant.

Today, the sun shines brightly and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom.

The scenery that catches the eye is so beautiful that it makes you feel great.

As Jian Yixue walked, she came to a patch of white lily of the valley and squatted down.

In the depths of my hazy memory, it seems my mother also raised them.

Jian Yixue recalled that the woman in the floor-length white dress was now standing by the window, stroking the lily of the valley in the same way as her.

At that moment, the image was deeply etched into her mind.

At that time, she did not understand why her mother would be unhappy whenever she saw lilies of the valley.

Looking back now, I think my mother must have been homesick.

"Your mother also loves these lily of the valley flowers the most."

Just as Jian Yixue was reminiscing, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

Jian Yixue looked up and saw the old lady, who had changed and cleaned herself, walking over.

Upon seeing this, Jian Yixue stood up.

“My mother also grew a lot of lily of the valley in the place where we lived together.”

The old lady walked up to Jian Yixue and said, "Yes, these are her favorite flowers. I planted a large patch of lilies of the valley here after she left."

When I miss her, I come here alone to sit and talk to her.

At the end, the old lady became somewhat saddened and shed tears.

At this moment, she was no longer the devout, desireless person she was before the Buddha.

At this moment, she was simply a mother longing for her daughter.

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