"It's in a red glass box!" It would be strange if grandma could find it if it changed color.
"Yes, it was with you." Li Dongmei touched the ring and smiled softly, "Qiqi said you might find it, and sure enough..."
"Grandma, did mom tell you where this ring came from?" Sure enough, her mother must be hiding something from her.
Li Dongmei sighed and shook her head, "Your mother didn't say anything that day."
The room suddenly became silent, with only the little ball in Bai Ling's arms, his chubby little hands pulling the zipper of her sportswear bag and playing with it enthusiastically.
"Then, grandma, can you tell me what kind of job my mother used to do and in which city? Otherwise, can you tell me about my mother's past?" Bai Ling really wanted to know the origin of this ring, because her mother attached too much importance to it, and it was closely related to the Heavenly Sword. She said she knew, so what should she know?
Li Dongmei looked troubled as she explained, "Well... Lingling, you know, Grandma and Grandpa were really poor back then. They couldn't even afford to send your mom to school. Then, some kind of educational agency came to inspect the village, so they organized a temporary study session for a few children. Your mom was always bright and quick-witted, so she learned the fastest. She was supposed to go deal with that leader, but unexpectedly, he didn't come. Instead, he sent the exam papers and had the kids, including your mom, take the test together."
Speaking of this, Li Dongmei seemed a little happy, as if recalling the past, "Your mother only studied for a month, but she got full marks in the exam." Looking at Bai Ling, she frowned.
"Grandma? Isn't it good that Mom got full marks on the test?"
"No... it's good, of course. It also let your grandpa and I know that children need to study, but we were poor back then." Li Dongmei's eyes were filled with helplessness and a hint of guilt. "In order to give your mother a better opportunity to study, we heard the village chief sent her to that man. I heard he was a professor, but he repeatedly promised to treat the child well and send her back to spend the holidays with us. Your mother was also very sensible. She would secretly bring us things every time she came back, and even... give us money. But your grandpa and I didn't dare to take it!"
Li Dongmei smiled again as she spoke. "Although we have fewer opportunities to spend time with your mother, seeing how graceful and elegant she has become, and how knowledgeable she is, your grandfather and I have no regrets."
If she stayed in that home at that time, she would not learn much and would have to get married, repeating their poor life.
Her clever brain was completely buried.
Then he shook his head again, "Later, although your mother was filial, she never mentioned work every time she came home. She just said everything was fine, so we didn't ask any more questions."
After all, they don’t quite understand even if I ask them.
"Grandma, do you still remember the professor's name?" Bai Ling narrowed her eyes and touched the pinky ring unconsciously.
"I don't know his full name, and your mother never called him by his name in front of us. She only calls him Professor Zhuge."
"Zhuge? This surname is rarely heard nowadays!" Bai Ling murmured.
Li Dongmei didn't ask Bai Ling about her mother's affairs after all.
She knew that Bai Ling had witnessed her mother's death and her father's cruelty, and the scar would never heal.
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