“Mother, I…” The usually composed Jiang Suihe suddenly lost control, and she even reached out to try to snatch the things from Jiang Ling’s hands.

However, seemingly remembering that the person holding his things was his mother, his outstretched arm stopped in mid-air.

Jiang Ling lowered her eyes and a sachet suddenly appeared in her palm. It was made of light pink silk, embroidered with two butterflies, and emitted a faint fragrance.

Why is Jiang Suihe so nervous about something that looks so ordinary?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling glanced at Jiang Suihe silently. Jiang Suihe was pale and sweating profusely. Her outstretched hand was frozen in mid-air, and she looked very strange.

Jiang Ling knew that Jiang Suihe was a sensible girl who had always focused on her studies and hoped to become a female teacher in the future.

Seeing Jiang Suihe's flustered expression, Jiang Ling neither asked nor exposed her. She gently placed the sachet in Jiang Suihe's hand and said, "Keep your things safe. You're all grown up now, how can you be so careless!"

Jiang Suihe breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly stuffed the sachet into her mouth and said with a dazed look in her eyes, "I know, Mother!"

After saying that, Jiang Suihe quickly walked back to her room.

She glanced out the window and saw that her mother had her back to her. She patted her chest lightly and murmured, "Oh, that scared me to death! Luckily, Mom didn't find out!"

After saying that, she took out a pink sachet from her bosom, carefully opened the sachet, and inside was a jade pendant that was entirely emerald green, which was obviously very expensive.

She carefully stroked the jade pendant in her hand, and a spring-like look, common among young girls, appeared in her eyes.

Sitting outside in the courtyard, Jiang Ling closed her eyes and pondered Jiang Suihe's unusual reactions.

This pink sachet was the first time she had ever seen it. Judging from the embroidery and the fabric, it must be quite expensive. Jiang Ling usually gave the children some pocket money, but based on her understanding of Jiang Suihe, she knew that Jiang Suihe wouldn't spend a lot of money to buy a sachet.

If this line of thought really goes forward, then there's only one possibility left: this thing doesn't belong to Jiang Suihe; it was a gift from someone else.

Judging from the color and style, it is clearly for girls.

Just as Jiang Ling was racking her brains for an answer, Granny Ju came in with a basket. After seeing Jiang Ling, she first bowed and then walked towards her room.

As she watched Granny Ju, a thought flashed through Jiang Ling's mind. She stood up and called out to Granny Ju, trying her best to describe the style of the sachet she had just seen.

"Madam, is this the kind of sachet you want?" Granny Ju seemed to understand, but as a servant, she couldn't ask too many questions.

Jiang Ling shook her head. "Grandma Ju, I want to ask where I can buy this kind of fabric and style?"

Upon hearing this, Granny Ju immediately dropped the basket in her hand and knelt down straight. Before Jiang Ling could react, she repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying, "My lady, if this old servant has done anything wrong, please just say so. You can hit me or scold me as you please, but please don't kick me out!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ling quickly helped Granny Ju up. "Granny Ju, what are you doing? You're so old, kneeling in front of me. Aren't you shortening my lifespan?"

With a mournful face, Granny Ju tentatively asked, "My lady, do you think my needlework skills are not good enough?"

Jiang Ling was completely baffled by these words. She frowned and looked at Granny Ju, "Granny Ju, what are you talking about?"

Granny Ju looked at Jiang Ling in surprise, "Hmm? Then... then why did you suddenly go to buy that pink butterfly sachet? This old servant can make such a sachet in just a few hours!"

Upon hearing Granny Ju's words, Jiang Ling suddenly realized that Granny Ju had misunderstood her. However, since Jiang Ling had not yet investigated the matter thoroughly, she could not make a fuss. She could only make up a lie, claiming that it was the birthday of a distant relative's child.

Not knowing what to buy, the child was about the same age as my daughter Jiang Suihe, so I figured little girls would like sachets, and decided to give her one.

Hearing this, Grandma Ju breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since they came to Jiang Ling's place, the eight of them had been so bored they were practically growing mushrooms.

Mei, Lan, and Zhu, the three old women, are alright, as they still have something to do every day. But she has nothing to do all day. She is worried that if she continues to be so idle, Jiang Ling will think that she only eats and does no work. What if Jiang Ling kicks her out after a long time?

Jiang Ling was both amused and exasperated by this absurd reason. She gently patted Granny Ju's shoulder and said, "Granny Ju, you're overthinking it. This is just the countryside, not the mansion of high-ranking officials in Shengjing. I don't have many rules or so many people here, so naturally I don't need you to be busy every day without any time for yourselves."

"Don't worry, I will never kick you out. In fact, if you feel that you are getting old and frail in the future, you can even go to our nursing home to live out your retirement years!"

After hearing this, Grandma Ju felt relieved.

She looked at Jiang Ling curiously and asked, "Anren, what is a nursing home? What are they for?"

Jiang Ling smiled and explained the relevant matters of the nursing home to Granny Ju. Granny Ju was very surprised after listening. She was surprised that such a novel thing would appear in this small Lujia Village. She had never heard of it in Shengjing.

To my shame, when the Emperor decreed that she betrothed to Jiang Ling, Granny Ju was extremely unwilling.

Although she had not become a master of the imperial city, she had managed to establish herself in the cannibalistic harem through her years of wandering. Her life was not particularly wealthy, but at least she no longer had to suffer for a living. However, when she suddenly heard that she was to be "sent down" to a place called Lujia Village, which was at least twenty days' carriage ride from Shengjing, Granny Ju almost fainted in her room from crying.

The imperial edict was an order, and how could he dare disobey? He could only wipe away his tears, pack his belongings, and follow Eunuch Yin's carriage to this place.

However, after only a few days, Grandma Ju's impression of the place changed. It was completely different from what she had imagined. The children here, regardless of gender, were all sent to school by their parents to learn to read and write. The villagers all helped each other. The small village even had its own factory, which amazed Grandma Ju.

Granny Ju was even more surprised by the sight of the old lady in front of her. Before she came, she naively thought that this old lady might be old and frail, with gray hair and a face full of spots.

When she met her, she was surprised to find that this lady was so young. What surprised her even more was that the shampoo that was selling so well in Shengjing and had even reached the capital was actually produced here.

However, she still served Jiang Ling with utmost care and caution, as if walking on thin ice. If it weren't for today's unexpected incident, perhaps the thin veil in her heart would never have been pierced until her death.

"Grandma Ju, how much would a finished product made of this material and style cost?"

Jiang Ling looked at the dazed Granny Ju and asked again.