The staff arrangement for the evening ran into problems. The old man said he could take care of the old lady by himself, but Jiang Qiao was worried that other problems might arise.
As for Ouyang Mingzhu, she didn't say anything. After all, she was very tired during the day, and her children were being carried around too much, so she didn't suggest that her children stay here to be taken care of.
Wen Zhongxuan is already like this, after all, he is an elder, and her father is not very suitable.
"Alright, Grandpa, you all go back and get some rest. I'll stay here; there's still a bed here. I'll keep Grandma company. You all go back and do what you need to do."
Although Gu Zhengfeng felt sorry for his daughter, he knew that Jiang Qiao was the most suitable person to stay. Although Wen Zhongxuan's eldest son could also stay, he was a boy and he would definitely not be able to handle any unexpected situations if something went wrong.
"Let Jiang Qiao stay here. She's the most suitable. Alright, you've all had a long day. Let's go back."
The two sisters, Wen Ziqing and Wen Ziling, even spent a good amount of time acting cute and showing concern for the old lady.
"Alright, alright, Grandma knows you care about me, go back now."
What could the old lady say? At this point, she was actually counting on her granddaughter. She had never even considered it before, always thinking that she had so many grandsons and granddaughters, and one granddaughter was nothing. But now it seemed that this granddaughter was the most important person to rely on.
After seeing everyone off, Jiang Qiao gave the old lady a thorough cleaning and washing. "Grandma, let me give you a massage first, so you'll feel more comfortable sleeping tonight."
As I said before, things have already come to this, and it's inevitable to be sad and upset. But life goes on, and besides, you still have to be with my grandfather for the rest of his life. So, after the sadness, we need to pull ourselves together.
After massaging the old lady, she felt better, and then Jiang Qiao gave her acupuncture to help disperse her pent-up emotions. As for the medicine, Jiang Qiao didn't give it to the old lady. The IV drip she received during the day was almost enough. All medicines have some side effects, so it's best to take as little as possible.
Because of the incident of someone impersonating a nurse during the day, there were several more security personnel in the corridor on their floor at night. Jiang Qiao checked the situation inside and outside the room.
After making sure there were no oversights, I turned off the lights and rested, but my mind still couldn't settle into a sleep state for a while.
She remembered her grandfather saying that the Wen family's assets had all been transferred, and that no one except her father and son knew whether her uncle's assets were in the hands of their own people or enemy agents.
In addition, are these assets really as accurate as Grandpa said?
Wealth is a powerful motivator; without it, life is hard; with it, others covet it. In short, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
After thinking about that, she started to ponder Song Yuzhu. Before she could figure it out, the old lady sighed beside her.
Grandma, why aren't you asleep?
Zhou Yaru had something on her mind, so where could she go to sleep? Besides, if she slept enough during the day, she would naturally need less sleep at night.
"Qiao'er, do you think those bad guys will still come?"
"It's hard to say. In principle, they won't come. They already failed the first time, so we're definitely on guard. What would they do if they came? Go to their deaths? Don't worry, I'm here for you."
"Sigh, what good is a little girl like you? They're all tall, strong men, we can't beat them."
Jiang Qiao chuckled in the darkness. It seemed the old lady was scared. Good, as long as she didn't dwell on it, there wouldn't be any problem with her surviving.
"Bad people aren't all men, there are women too. Besides, I have some medicine my grandfather gave me on me. I can just give her a packet. Don't worry, I'm here for you. I'm their nemesis."
The old lady grinned and said, "I wonder how your uncle's family is doing. Were they rescued or swept away? Every time I close my eyes, I see them being eaten by wild animals and fish."
"Grandma, you really have an imagination. How big must that fish be? Why don't you think about how my uncle might be riding a fish and swimming in the ocean?"
The old lady couldn't help but chuckle. "You child, I'm talking to you seriously, and you keep leading me astray."
Of course I want what's best for them. What mother wouldn't want what's bad for her child? Oh well, I guess I'll just have to leave it to fate. Time to sleep, I'm exhausted after a long day.
The old lady knew she couldn't keep talking to her granddaughter; she was still a child, and no matter how capable she was, she needed to rest. Although she desperately needed someone to vent and confide in, she couldn't let Jiang Qiao get exhausted at this time.
Jiang Qiao was indeed tired. Since there were people guarding outside and the old lady was still conscious, she had nothing to worry about. If anything happened, the old lady could just call out and she would wake up naturally.
Jiang Qiao was asleep, but Zhou Yaru felt that the night was going to be hard to get through.
The old lady thought a lot that night. In the past, she only worried about things at home and with her children. Her husband and son were busy outside, so she didn't have to worry about those things.
Anyway, she has never been short of money in all these years of marriage, but if you ask her how much money the Wen family has, she really doesn't know. Her husband doesn't need her to worry about business matters at all, and he rarely talks to her about it.
So when Wen Songtao brought food to visit the old lady early in the morning, Zhou Yaru's first question was, "Songtao, how much money do we actually have?"
Not to mention Wen Songtao, even Jiang Qiao was stunned. It turned out that her grandfather had kept it a secret for a long time. Even the old lady didn't know how much money the family had.
Wen Songtao was startled by his wife. "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly concerned about this? Are you out of money?"
The old lady sighed, "I just want to ask, how rich do we have to be for those people to still have designs on us? Besides antiques, calligraphy and paintings, factories and trading companies, our family doesn't seem to have many other businesses. Even the trading companies are all closed down, and the factories have been donated. What are they still eyeing? I just don't understand."
Jiang Qiao gave a wry smile. "Grandma, what are you still thinking about? Even if those people have their eyes on you, it's not all for your family's money."
Wen Songtao chuckled and sighed, "You old woman, you really know how to overthink things. Our family does have some money, but it's all in the factory. In the chaotic years before, don't you know whether we made money or not?"
"Eat quickly and get better soon. Jiang Qiao has even stopped going to school. It's best to let her go home as soon as possible; things are just too busy at home."
The old lady, still unconvinced, pressed further, "Does our family really not have that much money?"
The old man nodded and said, "You know how much it costs to repair and maintain our old house every year."
The old lady understood this. She had to support so many servants at home and work at the factory; none of these things required money.
The old man managed to brush the matter off, but Jiang Qiao wasn't so easily fooled. After dinner, when she and the old man went for a walk, she brought up the issue directly.
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