These were Ning Zhengtao's true feelings. He had eaten so many meals at the Qiao family's house, and they hadn't given him any attitude at all. They treated him to the best of everything, even better than his own granddaughter.

"Haozi, I regret it now. Why didn't I think of asking Jiang Qiao for myself back then? Sigh, it's too late to regret it now."

The old lady snorted, "Why bring that up now, Haozi—"

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then looked up at her grandson. "Good boy, you've grown up now, and you have your own thoughts and insights. There are some things I need to tell you. Grandpa and Grandma are getting old, and we don't know when we'll be gone. I don't want to leave any regrets. Come here with Grandma—"

Ning Hao didn't know what the old lady was up to, and she looked very serious.

However, he didn't say anything and followed Zhu Lin to the back room of the old couple's bedroom, which was a small storage room squeezed out from the master bedroom.

Once inside, the old lady instructed her grandson to climb to a high place and bring down a very old, large box.

Then the grandmother and grandson carried the box to the front room. The old lady took out a rag and wiped the box clean before slowly opening it.

Even Ning Hao was surprised when he saw what was inside; it was packed with things.

"My God, Grandma, have you struck it rich?"

Although he didn't know what was inside some of the small boxes, what he could see on the outside were clearly calligraphy and paintings. For the elderly couple to take them out so carefully, they must be something special.

"Haozi, this was left to you by your mother. She probably thought she was about to die, so she entrusted this to the two of us, saying that when you grow up, she would give it to you and keep it for you to use when you get married."

Ning Hao stared wide-eyed at the elderly couple. "My mother gave it to me?"

The old lady nodded. "These were all left to you by your mother, my dear husband. Go and get our things too."

Ning Zhengtao didn't hesitate and got up to take a box out of the cabinet and put it on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Then the old man looked at the old woman. He couldn't figure out what his wife was going to do. The two of them hadn't discussed this before.

The old lady opened the box her husband had brought out. "These are all things I saved when I was young, and some I bought when I was with your mother. I've decided to leave all these things to you. Everyone else has parents, so we old folks don't need to worry about them."

You do have a father, but we all know in our hearts that he's a heartless man. We can't count on him, especially the woman he married and the children she had—I don't like any of them either.

Haozi, Grandpa and Grandma, this is all we can give you. You have to work hard from now on. We're getting old and can't help you anymore. We'll be gone when we're gone.

If Ning Hao still can't understand anything, then he's wasted all these years. These are all valuable things. Don't think they're worthless now, but who knows what they'll be worth in the future. He doesn't even want to keep anything for his mother as a keepsake.

"Grandma, I'll keep my mom's things, but I can't take your things."

Ning Zhengtao finally understood what his wife meant. Indeed, when it comes to this family, their grandson is the only thing that makes them proud. Over the years, with their grandson around, they have no worries about food and drink, and things at home haven't been so troublesome. It's only right to give the child a chance to grow up.

The old man held Ning Hao's hand and said earnestly, "Haozi, your grandparents are getting old. Keeping these things is useless. To put it bluntly, keeping these things might just be a disaster."

It would be better to just hand it over to you. You can figure out how to hide it yourself. Grandpa thinks it's best not to take this out for now. You can take it out when the time is right. These are all the inanimate objects we can give you.

Listen to Grandpa, take it all, and don't tell anyone—"

Since the elderly couple had spoken, Ning Hao didn't say anything more. "Grandpa, Grandma, I'll keep this for now. If you need it in the future, just let me know."

The old lady touched her grandson's hand, looking at him with a kind expression. No matter how she looked at him, she felt that her grandson was the best.

"Grandpa and Grandma don't need those things anymore. They're just material possessions. We're already very content as long as we have something to eat."

Haozi, remember this when you get married in the future: make sure you choose your wife carefully—

The old man nodded in strong agreement, "We really need to keep an eye on her. A good daughter-in-law can bring prosperity to three generations of descendants. What a pity—"

Ning Hao understood what was a pity. His mother had passed away early, and his aunt was biased towards her own family. As a result, the boy and his uncle had little contact with this side of the family. No wonder he had to marry a good wife.

Ning Zhengtao muttered to himself, "When I'm getting married, I should at least marry someone like Jiang Qiao. It's a pity that the girl is too young."

The old lady glared at her and said, "What are you talking about? Isn't this even better? Haozi can work hard for another two years, and when Qiao'er gets older, the two of them will be perfect. Sigh, I must say, you old thing, this time you've finally come up with something right."

Haozi, what do you think of Jiang Qiao?

Ning Hao touched his nose and looked helplessly at the elderly couple. "Grandpa and Grandma, how did the conversation turn to Jiang Qiao? I know what's going on, so don't worry about it."

The old lady sighed, "You're already twenty, not young anymore. You should start thinking about it. All the good girls have been taken. Where are you going to find a good one?"

Haozi, let me tell you, when you marry a wife, you have to marry someone strong and capable, someone who can support the family. Your mother is good, but she has a bit too soft a temper, so she can't control your father.

It's not like I'm suggesting you marry a shrew. She may be fierce, but that's only for outsiders. With family, you need someone reasonable—"

Ning Hao chuckled and patted the old lady's hand. "Grandma, I know what you mean. You just want to find a granddaughter-in-law who's presentable in public and good at cooking. Just wait, I'll definitely find one for you."

Ning Zhengtao squinted at his grandson and said, "Kid, don't tell me you've already set your sights on Jiang Qiao?"

He knew exactly what kind of person his grandson was all these years ago. He was puzzled when the boy didn't say anything else. But after thinking about it, he realized that the boy was probably really concerned.

Ning Hao just smiled and said, "Grandpa, be careful what you say. Be careful someone hears us. It's not even a done deal yet, the revolution isn't successful yet, and your grandson still has a long way to go."

"You think Jiang Qiao is so easy to win over? That girl isn't just anyone. So, you guys just go about your business as usual, and help me take care of Jiang Qiao. Everything else is up to your grandson."

The old lady was satisfied this time. As long as her grandson cared, she was happy with her granddaughter-in-law.

"Let me tell you, Jiang Qiao's biological parents are definitely not simple people either..."