Jiang Qiao was quite pleased with her grandmother's praise. "I have a master. My grandfather Qiao's brother knows a lot of palace dishes. He cooks very well, so I've learned a lot from him. When he comes over in the future, I'll continue to learn from him. Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it. We'll also try what palace dishes taste like."
Wen Songtao looked at Jiang Qiao in surprise, "Girl, doesn't that mean we're in for a treat?"
Jiang Qiao chuckled, "So, you guys came to the right place this time. I'll be in charge of your meals for the next month. I never had the chance before, so this time I'll have to take good care of you guys, won't I?"
Grandpa, how long will you be staying here this time?
When this matter was brought up, Wen Songtao pondered for a long time, then gave a bitter smile and said, "We haven't made any plans yet. We can't abandon the family either. We have to hold on until your mother finishes her postpartum confinement."
Jiang Qiao was quite satisfied that she was able to make it through her postpartum period. Although there was no one in the family to help her mother take care of the baby, it wasn't a big deal. She could find someone to help with the baby for a little money.
These days, for the sake of money, no one dares to treat her brother badly. She's even thought that if anyone dares to abuse her brother, she'll cripple that person without her parents even having to lift a finger. If someone has such a mindset, they can't be any better person. Keeping them around is just a waste of resources.
Judging from the old man's expression, Jiang Qiao felt that he seemed to have something on his mind. However, since the old man didn't say anything, she couldn't ask. If she wanted to, he would naturally be able to tell her.
Wen Jingwan asked from the kang (heated brick bed), "Qiao'er, is your third uncle's leg better? How is it? Enemy spies have come to our house to cause trouble?"
When the topic of enemy agents came up, Wen Songtao and his men became interested.
"What happened?"
Jiang Qiao had nothing to hide about Song Zhi's matter, and she managed to distance herself from it. Of course, she also mentioned their search for the armory.
"Wow, so arrogant! So many people! Are you kidding me? It's the new China now, and they still dare to act like this?"
Jiang Qiao snorted coldly, "They are still harboring evil intentions and still want to overthrow the regime. It's not that easy. They have brains but don't they think things through? Back then, we couldn't defeat so many people, let alone these small fry. They are just a bunch of clowns."
Times are progressing, and their minds should be updated too. It's a pity they've been brainwashed. How wonderful it would be to live a peaceful life like this, but some people just can't see things clearly and are always indulging in unrealistic dreams.
I've seen it; those enemy agents are everywhere, infiltrating every industry.
Grandpa, please be more careful in the future, and don't let enemy agents take advantage of you.
Speaking of this, Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered what Milan had said back then. She had stayed at the Wen family's house for a few days back then, and that Aunt Song seemed to have an unclear background.
Wen Songtao and his wife were terrified. They dared to retaliate against the police chief and others. Luckily, they encountered someone quick-witted; otherwise, the entire building would have been wiped out.
"These guys deserve to die—"
Jiang Qiao casually asked about Aunt Song, "Now that you're all here, what will happen to the house? Are you leaving Aunt Song alone at home?"
Wen Songtao looked up at his granddaughter, "Girl, you suspect her?"
Who is this old man? He's been in the business world for so long and has seen countless people. It would be strange if his granddaughter suddenly brought up a useless servant without any ulterior motive.
Jiang Qiao looked at Wen Songtao with a serious expression and asked, "Grandpa, don't you have any doubts about her background?"
Back then, those people asked you to come over, but you didn't budge. Do you think they'd let you off so easily?
At this point, Wen Songtao couldn't say anything else, because he really didn't know anything about Song Yuzhu's background.
Jiang Qiao continued, "I heard from Uncle Song that there were people left behind by the Japanese who joined forces with enemy agents. Those people back then would put some kind of distinctive features or scars on their bodies or arms to prove their determination and courage, and also to make it easier for the people in their organization to get to know each other."
With just this one sentence, Wen Songtao's hand suddenly trembled. Not only Jiang Qiao, but even Gu Zhengfeng noticed his father-in-law's unusual behavior.
His intuition was that this old man might have some illicit relationship with that servant. This was going to be a huge scandal. This wasn't like before, when no one cared if you had a few concubines or mistresses, as long as you had money.
But things are different now. It's monogamy. If you really dare to do that, you're definitely committing adultery and being a hooligan. You'll be arrested or detained.
Zhou Yaru was even more direct than the old man: "What, you mean you have scars or something?"
Jiang Qiao was a little confused by the old lady's reaction; did she see her or not?
"Grandma, did you see someone like that?"
Zhou Yaru shook her head. "I haven't met her, but that Aunt Song you mentioned is a bit strange. No matter how hot it is, she always wears long sleeves. I was wondering about it before. That woman said that she didn't take good care of herself during her postpartum period and was afraid of catching a cold. Do you think there's something wrong with her?"
Jiang Qiao looked up at Wen Songtao, "Grandpa, is there anything you want to say?"
Wen Songtao sighed, "Girl, if you hadn't brought this up today, I wouldn't have been able to connect the dots. How should I put it? Back then, Song Yuzhu's man died because he was getting fish for your aunt. I felt quite guilty at the time, so I sent everyone else away from home, but kept her with me."
Now that you've said that, I'm even more suspicious.
Zhou Yaru asked with a suspicious look, "You mean to say that the little girl who suddenly left back then is related to this Song Yuzhu?"
Wen Songtao nodded. "Yes, that day, the two of them were arguing, and I overheard it. Later, I called the little girl out and asked her what happened."
The young girl also felt wronged. She said that she accidentally saw Song Yuzhu taking a bath, which was not a big deal, but then that woman kept targeting her.
However, I remember clearly what the little girl said at the time: she said that we are all women, what is there to be ashamed of? It's just that she has a scar on her body, so what?
I was curious at the time, so I asked her about it. The girl said that Song Yuzhu's scar seemed to have been done on purpose, and it didn't look like a scar left from an accident. It actually looked quite nice.
I never expected that the girl would leave a note the next day saying she was going back to her hometown, without even asking for her wages. Now that I think about it, there's something suspicious about this. I strongly suspect that Song Yuzhu killed that girl.
"No way?"
Zhou Yaru opened her mouth in surprise, then explained, "Back then, I thought you were messing with that little girl, and I got really angry."
The old man rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Me, that kind of person? Why can't you think more positively of me? After all these years, don't you know what kind of person I am? Do you think I'm the kind of person who has three wives and four concubines?"
The old lady chuckled awkwardly. "I misunderstood you. Back then, that girl left so suddenly, everyone would be suspicious. She even refused her wages, which wasn't a small amount. Now that I think about it, it's really possible that what you said is true."
"My God, with someone like this in the family, how can we go back? What if they kill us both? Wouldn't that be incredibly unfair?"
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