Wen Zhongxuan knew how much his own father valued this child back then. Despite having a large number of grandchildren, the old man had a special fondness for this newborn girl.

Jiang Qiao cried uncontrollably in Wen Songtao's arms, even making Gu Zhengfeng a little jealous. This girl never acted like this when she saw the couple. Could it be that this child and her maternal grandfather really had a predestined connection in a past life?

Thinking back to the lavish dowry the old man had prepared for his daughter, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Qiao'er, Qiao'er, don't cry. Look, you've soaked your grandpa's cotton-padded coat."

Wen Songtao hugged his granddaughter, his emotions running high. Even Wen Zhongxuan was a little worried about his father's health.

"Dad, don't get excited. Qiao'er is back. She came all the way here to see you. You should be happy. If you want to cry, let's go home and cry."

The old man looked up and glared at his son. "You brat, what are you talking about? These are tears of joy. What do you know?"

"Qiao'er, let's go home. Grandpa will take you to eat something delicious."

Jiang Qiao managed to stop crying, but because she had cried so hard earlier, she couldn't stop hiccuping.

Although Wen Songtao didn't say it, he felt that his child must have suffered some injustice outside. His daughter didn't say anything else, only that the child had been found. She was very cryptic about everything else. If he didn't know his own child well, he almost wouldn't have understood what she meant.

The old man wiped Jiang Qiao's eyes, "Qiao'er, you haven't introduced this person to your grandfather yet. Who is this?"

To distract the child, he didn't even ask his son-in-law, but went straight to his granddaughter. Only then did Jiang Qiao realize that she had left Qiao Jie out in the cold.

Holding Wen Songtao's hand, she said, "Grandpa, this is my Grandpa Qiao. He took me in when I was in trouble. Grandpa Qiao, these are my maternal grandfathers, my dear ones. And that one, I think he's my uncle?"

Wen Zhongxuan greeted her with a smile, "Little Qiao'er, you only just remembered your uncle? I was so heartbroken. Hello, Uncle Qiao, I'm Wen Zhongxuan, Qiao'er's uncle."

Wen Songtao held Qiao Jie's hand and said gratefully, "Brother, thank you so much. I don't know how to express my feelings—"

Qiao Jie chuckled and patted Wen Songtao's hand: "Brother, don't be so polite. Qiao'er calls me grandpa too. Let's not stand here thanking each other. We're all family."

The old man, pulling Jiang Qiao with one hand and dragging Qiao Jie with the other, hurriedly walked out, saying, "Let's go home and talk—"

Jiang Qiao never expected that her grandfather would move to such an ordinary house.

Seeing his granddaughter's suspicious look, Wen Songtao explained, "The old house was rented to the government. I didn't ask for more than fifty yuan a month, which is enough for your grandma and me to live on."

Jiang Qiao's eyes widened in surprise. Fifty yuan? That's too little! As far as she knew, the Wen family's old house was a large, garden-style building. Fifty yuan was just a symbolic amount.

But then she realized why the old man was so upset, and nodded with a smile, "That's fine."

Wen Songtao looked at his son with a smug expression, "Look, it's still our little Qiao'er. She can understand what I say. You two brothers are still a bit behind."

Jiang Qiao was puzzled as to why she hadn't seen the old lady. Wen Zhongxuan pushed open the door and said, "Your grandma sprained her ankle. She wanted to come and pick you up, but we were worried about leaving her at home, so we asked her to wait there."

Jiang Qiao clapped her hands and smiled sweetly, "What a coincidence! My Grandpa Qiao and I both know how to treat this. Grandpa, don't you think this means we're destined to meet?"

Wen Songtao stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Of course, that's why we call her our little Qiao'er. Your grandma just sprained her ankle and you all came. There's no more coincidence than this."

"Old woman, come out and see who's here! It's our little Qiao'er!"

Gu Zhengfeng finally understood: with his daughter around, he, as the son-in-law, was completely sidelined.

He couldn't understand it either. Wen Songtao's father-in-law had seen all kinds of people, so why was he so particularly attentive to their daughter? To be honest, he was worried that the other children would be jealous.

Jiang Qiao let go of the old man's hand and rushed into the house. She had a thought in her mind: since her maternal grandfather looked a lot like her father in her previous life, what about her maternal grandmother? Could she look like her mother in her previous life?

However, when she rushed to the door, she stopped. Inside, there was an old woman who looked kind and gentle, but she didn't resemble her mother from her previous life at all.

She does resemble her biological mother quite a bit.

"Grandma—"

Unlike her meeting with Wen Songtao, Jiang Qiao obediently called him "Grandma".

Zhou Yaru had no idea what her granddaughter was thinking. She pulled Jiang Qiao up and down and then hugged her, bursting into tears.

"Alright, you old woman, the children have been crying at the station for a while now. Don't make them cry anymore. Let them rest. Qiao'er's foster grandfather is here too. Come over and say hello."

Zhou Yaru quickly wiped away her tears and pulled Jiang Qiao over to greet Qiao Jie.

"Sister, please don't. Like I said, we're all doing this for the child's sake. Let's not say anything else. You've already said thank you, brother. Let's sit down and talk."

Wen Songtao hurriedly asked everyone to sit down, and after a short while, an elderly woman brought over tea.

Wen Zhongxuan explained to everyone, "This is Aunt Song. There's not much family at her home. After the servants were dismissed, she stayed here to keep my mother company."

"Auntie, come and take a look. This is my sister's daughter, Xiao Qiao'er—"

Song Yuzhu looked at Jiang Qiao in surprise, "This is the young lady! Let me see, she looks just like her!"

Jiang Qiao simply called out "Grandma Song" obediently, then lowered her head shyly.

"Young Miss, what do you like to eat? I'll make it for you right away."

Jiang Qiao shyly raised her head, then said in a soft voice, "Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food—"

The woman happily went out to cook, but Gu Zhengfeng found Jiang Qiao's actions somewhat puzzling. Not only him, but even Qiao Jie felt that the child seemed a bit off. She had always been poised and generous before, so why was she suddenly acting like a little girl?

However, he was too embarrassed to ask in front of everyone.

Zhou Yaru also wanted to know about Jiang Qiao's past life. You know, her daughter, son-in-law, and their family had been searching for so many years without any news. How did they suddenly find her?

Qiao Jie explained the situation for Jiang Qiao: "Where are you going to look? This child hardly ever goes out. Even when she does go out, it's always Wang Dahua who takes her."

Wang Dahua used to be very strict with her children. Even when the girl was at home, she generally didn't have much contact with the people in our courtyard. We had no way of knowing about the child's background. If Wang Dahua hadn't told us, we probably wouldn't have found her even in ten years.

The old man recounted the whole story to everyone in detail.