The guard sent the mother and her two children home safely and then left.
Hearing the noise, Cai Jinhua hurried out, "Are Manman and Xiaxia back?"
"Great-grandma..."
"I'm sorry, Grandma Zeng, for making you worry."
Under the light, the dumplings looked very pale, with red eyes, and their pitiful appearance made her feel a pang in her heart.
Cai Jinhua pulled them over and checked each of them to see if they were injured anywhere, and then she put the worry hanging in her throat back down.
"Are you hungry? Grandma Zeng has put some water on the kitchen stove. Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."
Manman took her sister by the hand and went to wash her hands obediently.
Cai Jinhua looked out the door and asked, "Where is my grandson-in-law?"
Jiang Ningning said absentmindedly: "The chief wanted to talk to him about something. I don't know when he will be back. Let's eat first."
"Then I'll leave some food warm for him on the stove."
At times like this, the benefits of having an elderly person at home become apparent. After a tiring whole day, the food on the table was still warm, so I didn't have to worry about anything.
Even Black Panther, a minister, got a palm-sized piece of meat mixed with rice in addition to the bones.
After the meat is cooked, it is chopped into small pieces, and every bite is full of oily fragrance.
The black panther was very considerate. Not only did it eat everything, it also wagged its tail at her twice.
After dinner, each of them drank half a bowl of calming soup, and the little ones went to bed on their own accord, falling asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillows.
But he didn't sleep well and uttered mumbling and humming several times.
Jiang Ningning gently patted the little guy's shoulder and said softly in his ear: "Don't be afraid, baby, mommy is here."
Xia Xia seemed quieter, her two little hands tightly grasping the corners of her clothes, her eyebrows twisted into caterpillars in her sleep.
While I was worrying, there was a knock on the door.
"Ningning, can I come in?"
"Grandma, please come in." Jiang Ningning raised her voice slightly.
Cai Jinhua pushed the door open and came in, holding a piece of cat thorns she had just picked from outside, with the end tied with a few circles of red rope.
"Children are young and easily frightened, so we hope for good luck."
As she spoke, she hung a cat thorn on the bedside to ward off evil spirits, and then moved the chest of drawers to cover it.
In this way, even if someone breaks in rashly, they will not see anything behind the cabinet.
There is a reason why most of the things passed down by the older generation are true.
I don’t know if it was because of the cat’s thorns or because they felt their mother’s gentle company, but the two little ones slept very soundly and sweetly.
Her eyelashes are long and curled, her lips are slightly open, and her cheeks are rosy...the chubby little girl is particularly attractive.
Jiang Ningning's heart was incredibly soft.
"What happened today?" Cai Jinhua asked in a low voice.
The grandson-in-law spoke vaguely on the phone, saying that the three little dumplings helped the military industry.
How come even though the government has established the government, the children are still crying like little pitiful cats?
This matter did not involve any secrets, so Jiang Ningning told her the whole story.
After listening to it, Cai Jinhua smacked her lips for a long time, "It's like listening to an opera. Our Manman and Xiaxia are so capable."
Jiang Ningning added: This world is constructed with the two balls as the protagonists, and the top talent is their golden fingers.
He explained calmly, "Manman inherited his father's talent. As for Xia Xia, she is naturally the same as her grandfather."
"Bullshit! How could Xia Xia…"
Cai Jinhua suddenly stopped talking when she noticed her granddaughter's puzzled look. This was because her son had been kneeling at the door for two days, begging her to keep the secret.
As soon as she changed the subject, she asked, "Is my grandson-in-law good at investigating cases?"
Seeing her cautious look, Jiang Ningning guessed that this should be her purpose of coming to the military region, and then thought of the phone call from Aunt Zhu.
As her thoughts turned, she asked tentatively, "Grandma, Aunt Zhu said that people in the family compound were saying that my dad was murdered. Do you know anything?"
Cai Jinhua became excited immediately after being asked this question: "Is that true? I knew that the child was not washed away by the flood, but was murdered by someone, the former director of the textile factory, Zhou Jianxin."
After waiting for so many years, she couldn't control her tears and even trembled as she held her granddaughter's hand.
"It's been ten years..."
Perhaps there was some original emotion involved. Seeing the old lady hunched over and wiping her tears, Jiang Ningning couldn't express how uncomfortable she felt.
More than that, there is anger and confusion.
"Director Zhou had a stroke two days ago and is now paralyzed in bed. Grandma, do you have any evidence to prove it was him?"
"Had a stroke?"
Cai Jinhua stared in disbelief.
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and spat, "Good job! God is watching what you do, Zhou Jianxin's retribution has finally come, I just hate that the King of Hell didn't take him away right away..."
After cursing, I felt refreshed.
Seeing that his granddaughter was still waiting anxiously, he told her the truth that he knew.
"The boy came back suddenly one day and asked me to take you and your mother in if anything happened to him. But within two days, a flash flood broke out."
"Later, I received a huge remittance slip..."
Cai Jinhua wiped her tears and went back to the second bedroom to get it. When she returned, her expression had softened.
The paper of the remittance slip has turned yellow, but the handwriting is still clear.
Remittance amount: RMB 30
Remittance destination: Family visit fee
Payee address: The Sixth Team of Hongxingqiao Commune, Qu County
Political Review Section: Official Seal of the Revolutionary Committee of the Family Compound of Capital Textile Factory No. 3
Three dollars is a huge sum of money whether it was put in 60 years ago or in 76 years now.
"Grandma, when did you receive this remittance slip?"
"I received it the second month after your parents died. The Jiang family has been poor farmers for generations, and your mother's relatives are all dead. It is impossible for her to have relatives in the capital."
The old lady was very smart. "As long as my grandson-in-law follows the remittance slip and finds out the person who sent the money, he can uncover the inside story of that year."
The capital was far away from these country folk. Even if they collected enough money for the fare and got a letter of introduction from the military, they would still be completely clueless when they arrived in the capital.
Where to start?
Will the relevant departments provide convenience?
Will I be arrested by the Red Guards if I wander the streets?
…
There was unrest outside, so the old lady had to stay in hiding.
It wasn't until Ding Renmin suddenly appeared in the village and Cai Jinhua heard that her granddaughter was marrying a senior military officer that her long-dormant heart began to stir.
The grandson-in-law is the battalion commander, which is a very good official for a countryman. He must have the ability to find out the truth.
"Then why didn't you tell me at the beginning?" Jiang Ningning wondered.
Cai Jinhua rolled her eyes and started to scold him: "Ten years ago, you were as stupid as a pig. A few days after your father left, we went to the textile factory to ask for an explanation. As a result, rumors spread from somewhere that we had ulterior motives and were here to ask for money."
"You idiot pointed at my nose and scolded me, saying that there is no such vicious and evil grandmother as me, and joined forces with the neighbors to drive away all the relatives."
"You have a stubborn temper too. You never gave in for the next ten years. You didn't even contact your family about something as serious as getting married."
"You are just an idiot who can only bully others at home. I will tell you to hit me with the hammer!"
The more Cai Jinhua talked, the angrier she became. The flesh on her face trembled with anger, and she stretched out her index finger and poked her in the forehead.
“…”
Jiang Ningning grabbed her hand, pursed her lips, and began to deceive: "I was just pretending before."
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