Jiang Qiao didn't say a word about Ouyang Mingzhu's parenting. These two deserved to be taught a lesson. This aunt of hers is an official; she knows the gravity of the situation.

Zhou Yaru is no longer as protective of her granddaughter as before. She might want to, but how long can she protect her?

If the eldest son's family is like this, what if the younger son's family is in trouble? How do you think she, as an elderly woman, is supposed to live?

It's better to listen to your daughter-in-law; it's good for the young lady to keep an eye on things. So, the old lady really kept quiet.

The two sisters had lost their support and dared not talk back this time. It was Wen Zhongxuan who spoke up.

"Alright, go back and write a self-criticism, and seriously reflect on your current problems from a ideological perspective."

"Dad, it's alright. We'll head back now."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go. Don't go back too late, it's not safe now."

That evening, Wen Songtao talked to his wife about their future plans.

"Ah, you really want to take me away from here?"

The old man sighed, "Why are you staying here? Old woman, your children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Your son is a good son, but he also has a family to support. Your daughter is the same. In fact, either of your families can take care of us and make sure we have a hot meal."

But have you considered that, given our status, if anything happens, you know what will become of Gu Hanting. It's best to make plans early and withdraw sooner rather than later; perhaps you can live a couple more years. What, you don't want to leave?"

Zhou Yaru sighed, "At our age, what is there for me to be reluctant to part with? Wherever you go, I will go. We were companions when we were young, and we can't be separated when we're old."

What should I do with these things in my house?

The old man patted his wife's hand and said, "You, what are you still worrying about at a time like this? When we get there, I will naturally prepare everything for you. Pack up your usual things, and leave the rest for Jiang Qiao."

That girl is different from our granddaughter. If you give her something sincerely, she definitely won't refuse. That child is very mature. Who knows, we might even need this granddaughter's help in the future.”

The old lady said, somewhat insincerely, "Really? We still have sons and grandsons—"

The old man gave a wry smile and shook his head. "You should listen to me. This part of the house will be left to Jiang Qiao or our daughter, and the eldest son and the youngest son can each take it. We can rent out this house and leave it to the youngest son as pocket money. Who knows, we might be able to come back sometime in the future."

The old lady got up early the next morning and started tidying up. Jiang Qiao had already prepared the meal in the kitchen, but the old lady hadn't come out yet.

"Grandma, Grandma, dinner's ready! What are you busy with?"

The old man, who was taking a stroll in the yard, gave a wry smile. "Never mind her, your grandma is busy. Let's eat first, she'll be out in a bit."

Zhou Yaru prepared everything she needed in the room. She couldn't bear to part with the rest of the clothes. Although they were all clothes she wore when she was young, they were made of good materials and by good craftsmen. Every piece was a masterpiece and you couldn't buy them now.

These exquisite clothes held precious memories of her youth for the old lady, and also recorded the Wen family's past glory. She had originally planned to leave some for her granddaughters, but considering the two children's preferences, she worried that the two girls would ruin the things.

As her own daughter, she knew her well; that girl wore a military uniform all year round, so she probably wouldn't have the chance to wear these clothes at all.

The only possible wearer would be her granddaughter, but she was worried that the child wouldn't like it. After all, the fashionable things now are completely different from before, and she didn't really know her granddaughter's preferences. Of course, she was even more afraid that the child would ruin these nice things.

With a heavy heart, she pulled Jiang Qiao inside. "Girl, look at these clothes. If Grandma were to give them to you, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Jiang Qiao was stunned by the rows of clothes in front of her, and rarely showed such an expression of amazement and joy.

"Grandma, are you serious? You want to give them all to me? This is too precious! They're all good things. Why don't you keep them and wear them out to look at yourself sometime when you're in a good mood?"

These are your life's memories, old man! How can you bear to part with them? To be honest, I wouldn't even dare to accept them myself.

Zhou Yaru felt relieved by her granddaughter's behavior. She took Jiang Qiao's hand and began to explain the origins of these things to her. She couldn't explain every single one, so she just gave a general overview.

"Qiao'er, since you don't mind, then Grandma will give it to you. Your grandpa said he'll take me out in the future, but we don't know where we'll go, so we can't take these with us. I'll leave them as a keepsake for you two."

To others, these are all old-fashioned things, but they are a woman's memories, which I, as her mother and grandmother, am passing down to you.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will keep this safe. If I see it again in the future, I will return it to you."

The old lady rarely smiled. "Goodbye. You can imagine how old Grandma must be. I can't wear any of these anymore. You can have them all."

The old lady made a tough decision and put everything into the box, closing the lid as if cutting off even the slightest bit of reluctance.

Jiang Qiao never expected the old lady to give her such a generous gift. To be honest, although she couldn't wear it now, she could definitely wear it in the future. Moreover, in her opinion, she could never find such good materials again. Even if she didn't wear them, admiring them every day would bring her a wonderful feeling.

The old lady didn't have much jewelry, and Jiang Qiao didn't want it. "Grandma, keep these. If you encounter any emergencies or difficulties, these things can at least be used as money. It's better to be frugal when you're on the road. We don't know where you'll go in the future. Making a favor is much more convenient than taking money. I really can't accept this. My mother has already given me a lot."

Zhou Yaru nodded inwardly at Jiang Qiao's performance. The old man was right; she had underestimated the child before.

"Alright, I'm handing this over to you. You decide what to do with it. Ship it if you want, mail it if you want. Don't let some people throw it away after we leave, don't waste such a good thing."

Jiang Qiao happily replied, "Grandma, I'll find someone to help me get rid of it later. You should come out and eat now."

The old man looked at the old woman's face, then patted her hand and said, "Alright, I've finished explaining everything. Now hurry up and eat. I'll take you out for a walk later. Don't always let the kids cook. Let's cook for them too. There's nothing here up north, so we don't have the opportunity. But when we go back to our hometown, we won't have to worry about ingredients. Don't cook too much, just make a few of your specialties."

Jiang Qiao swallowed what was in her mouth. "You guys go out to buy things, and I'll have someone come and pick them up. It won't take up any time. However, you can't go too far. Be careful and stay in crowded places. I'll come find you later."