"You're coming back?"
Hearing that his granddaughter was going back to China, Jing Jianguo's voice couldn't help but rise a few degrees.
"Yes, and don't go out until I come back."
Jing Yao thought about it and hesitated, “And don’t trust Chen Lin and the servants at home.”
"Don't believe Chen Lin. I can understand, but the servants in this house..."
"Grandpa, don't ask why. I'll tell you when I get back."
Jing Yao didn't want to say too much on the phone.
Seeing that his granddaughter was unwilling to say more, Grandpa Jing could only agree to Jing Yao.
"By the way, Yaoyao, I cleaned up your parents' belongings some time ago and found some things they left for you. I'll show them to you when you come back."
Jingyao agreed readily and chatted with her grandfather for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
As soon as the phone call was hung up, Jing Yao started looking for a flight back home.
After choosing the nearest flight, I started packing my luggage.
As for school, the semester is almost over, so just ask your supervisor for leave.
As for returning to school...it will be the end of the world by then, who will care whether you go to school or not.
Jingyao did not tell anyone else about her return except her grandfather.
As soon as she landed, she took a taxi and headed straight to her villa in the south of the city.
"Little girl, your family lives in a villa now. Didn't your family send a car to pick you up?"
The driver of the car Jingyao was riding in was a man in his fifties.
"I want to give my family a surprise."
"That's what you young people do. You don't tell your family about your news, and then you reply quietly."
Jing Yao smiled but said nothing. The driver also noticed that Jing Yao didn't want to say much, so he turned on the car radio to ease the awkwardness.
"According to the latest news from the Meteorological Department, global temperatures are rising, and ice and snow in both the Arctic and Antarctic are melting..."
"The temperature has risen again? It's already the end of October and it's still so warm. Maybe this year will be a mild winter."
The driver complained while listening to the announcement.
Jing Yao looked at the scenery outside the window in silence.
Isn’t it true? This year is more than just a warm winter.
The temperature starts to get hot at the end of November and can reach 30 degrees Celsius in December.
She still remembers that the temperature was around 50 degrees during the Chinese New Year.
Although the temperature was hot at that time, at least there were houses to block the direct sunlight.
After returning this time...
"Girl, we're here."
The car stopped and the driver's voice brought Jingyao back to her senses.
After thanking the driver, Jing Yao pulled her luggage and opened the door of her house with her fingerprint.
She came back a little late, and the servants in the house had already gone to bed at this time, not to mention the elderly grandfather.
Put your luggage on the first floor and wait to pick it up the next day.
Jing Yao quietly went upstairs to her room without disturbing anyone.
The bedding in the room is clean. Even though I haven't been home for such a long time, my grandfather will arrange for the servants to change it once a week.
After washing up, Jing Yao lay down on the bed, thinking about the things she would face and deal with tomorrow, and fell asleep unknowingly.
"Yaoyao? You're back?"
Jingyao was awakened by a knock on the door.
After sitting up and patting her face to sober herself up a little, Jing Yao went to open the door in her slippers.
"grandfather."
Grandpa Jing raised his hand in the air, the door suddenly opened, and his eyes suddenly became happy when he looked at his granddaughter.
"Xiao Lin said he saw your luggage on the first floor, so I guessed you were back. My dear granddaughter, you missed me so much~"
Grandpa Jing hugged Jingyao tightly. Jingyao smiled brightly in Grandpa Jing's arms and hugged her grandfather with her backhand.
"Master, breakfast is ready. You and Miss, please come down quickly."
When Aunt Lin came up, she saw the grandfather and grandson hugging each other.
"Okay, okay, Yaoyao, let's go downstairs to eat."
Grandpa Jing let go of Jing Yao and took her hand downstairs to eat.
After Jing Yao sat down, she looked at the dishes on the table with deep emotion.
It has been a long time since I had a meal like this.
"Xiao Lin knows you're back, so he made all your favorite dishes. Come on, Yaoyao, eat."
Grandpa Jing picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in Jingyao's bowl.
Looking at the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl, Jing Yao finally couldn't hold back her tears.
"grandfather!"
"Hey, what's going on? Who bullied you? Tell grandpa, and I'll help you beat him up!"
Seeing his precious granddaughter crying, Grandpa Jing was very panicked. He didn't know if his granddaughter was bullied abroad.
"No... no one bullied me, I just missed you too much."
Jingyao wiped her tears and spoke in a crying voice.
"If you miss grandpa, then don't go abroad!"
"···good."
Breakfast was spent with the grandfather and grandson talking.
After finishing the meal, Jingyao looked at her grandfather and then looked towards the kitchen.
"You have something to tell me?"
Grandpa Jing naturally saw that Jing Yao had something to say. She has been like this since she was a child. Whenever she has something to say alone, she looks around.
Seeing Jingyao nod, Grandpa Jing took her directly to the study on the second floor.
"That's right, I have something for you too."
After entering the study, Grandpa Jing walked to the cabinet on the side, took down a box from the top of the cabinet and placed it in front of Jing Yao.
"Open it and take a look."
The box in front of her was estimated to be about 1.4 meters long, and Jing Yao could basically guess what was inside based on this length.
Slowly opening the box, two weapons came into view.
These two things were the two weapons in Mingmin and Shen Lin's hands.
The sword is about 1.2 meters long, and the blade is so sharp that even when it is lying in the box, the cold light cannot be concealed.
The shorter dagger was about forty to fifty centimeters long, with the blade hidden in a tendon sheath. However, Jing Yao had seen what it looked like in her previous life, and both weapons were sharp.
Otherwise, those two people would not have been able to rely on them to survive every disaster safely.
However, there is actually a small box inside this box, and I don’t know what is inside.
"Grandpa, what is this?"
"This is our Jing family's heirloom."
Grandpa Jing looked at the sword with nostalgia in his eyes.
"Yaoyao, you should know that our Jing family also had ancestors who participated in the War of Resistance."
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