Zhou Yawen, holding Grandma Ye's hand, burst into tears.

In those days, Zhou Yawen knew better than anyone what it meant to support one more person.

The two benefactors of the Ye family not only raised Qiao Nian well, but also paid for her education and gave her a warm home.

This is so special, so special, so precious to Zhou Yawen, her biological mother.

In this world, all kindness shines like gold.

Grandpa Ye handed a bundle to Qiao Zhiqiu and Zhou Yawen.

"This is what Qiao Nian was wearing when we picked her up."

Zhou Yawen couldn't wait to open the bundle and see that she was wearing a piece of clothing covered with quilt streaks.

The longevity lock and silver bracelet they bought for Qiao Nian were not there.

Of course, Qiao Zhiqiu would not suspect that Grandpa Ye and Grandma Ye were hiding. There was no need for that.

"Good sister, can you tell us what you looked like when you saw Qiao Nian..."

Grandma Ye said, "She was wearing this, all dirty, and running around the street. When she saw me, she called me mom. We also went to the police station to report the case, but you know how difficult life was back then. We had no choice but to take her back to Jiameng Town."

Grandpa Ye added, "After she arrived in Jiameng Town, she had a fever, and her memory of you has become even more vague."

"Where did you pick it up?"

Grandpa Ye mentioned a place name.

Qiao Zhiqiu and Zhou Yawen looked at each other and felt a chill in their hearts.

Did the servant at that time deliberately take Qiao Nian away and throw her away?

Otherwise, why would Qiao Nian go to another city alone?

So many years have passed, and the servant who held Qiao Nian back then is probably no longer alive.

The truth behind Qiao Nian's disappearance has become a secret hidden by time.

In the kitchen, Ye Yunkai and his wife, Ye Wusheng and Chen Xuelan brought the prepared delicacies to the table one by one.

Today they spent the entire afternoon busy in the kitchen, preparing all the traditional delicacies of Jiameng Town.

In Jiameng Town, laying the foundation, putting up the beams and moving into the new home are all very important days when building a house.

Even the poorest family will choose an auspicious day.

Set off two strings of firecrackers.

Prepare a table of delicious food and invite friends and family to come over for some fun.

Considering that there were many people today, Ye Yun booked two tables.

An octagonal table and a round table.

On the square eight-immortals table, in addition to the cold dishes made earlier, there are also various steamed dishes, such as Sichuan-style braised pork, pork with sand, longan meat, steamed crispy pork, steamed glutinous rice and knife-tip meatballs.

In addition, Ye Yunkai also cooked two fish, one was steamed with sauce, and the other fish was boiled in a large pot.

In the middle of the large round dining table, there is a copper pot used by people in the imperial capital to eat mutton hotpot.

The soup base is chicken soup from an old hen, which is fragrant, glossy, sweet, and has red dates, wolfberries, and green onion slices floating on top.

The honeycomb coal stove is placed on the ground, and the fiery red spicy hot pot soup base is boiling in a round open casserole, exuding fragrance.

"It smells so good! Is my favorite hot pot available today?"

Tong Jiaojiao's voice arrived before she did.

She is now like the child next door who is crying because of the delicious smell.

Ye Linlang trotted over, met Tong Jiaojiao, and took her arm.

"Sister Jiaojiao, I asked my dad to make this for you."

Tong Jiaojiao looked at Ye Linlang's little look of seeking credit and gently tapped Ye Linlang's nose.

"Sisters are so good, what do they need men for?"