Chapter 73 I Thought You Knew
"Grandpa, I...I can't accept it." Feng Jiaojiao didn't expect that the old man had hidden something.
She was a little surprised that he wanted to give her his hidden treasure when they met for the first time.
She recognized him not for the old man's things, but because he was her grandfather, she should fulfill her responsibility.
"Silly child, this is given to you by your grandpa. Why shouldn't you accept it? In the past, if you wanted the moon in the sky, your grandpa would find a way to get it down for you. But now, your grandpa can't do that." The old man showed a fragile look as he spoke.
The old man was originally a well-known figure, and he was almost a spendthrift.
Now that he has fallen to this point, he can't even give his granddaughter a decent gift. You can imagine how disappointed he is.
"Don't worry, your uncles have taken their shares. These are what I left for your mother. Now they belong to you." The old man felt very sad when he thought of his daughter.
Feng Jiaojiao looked at her grandfather's white hair and thin body, and thought that the pain of losing his daughter must have hit him hard.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Feng Jiaojiao accepted the note.
Old Master Song also saw that An Jianjun was upright and his granddaughter Feng Jiaojiao was simple-minded, otherwise why would he give them such an important thing.
You know, if others knew about this and that he was hiding something, the consequences would probably be even more serious.
But he was willing to take the gamble, not for anything else, but for these two children. They dared to recognize him as an old man when he first arrived, gave him things, and said they would take care of him, so he was willing to give up his things.
Those are nothing but external possessions. He has come to this point. What's the point of keeping those dead things? It's better to give them to the children, in case the children need them in the future.
Besides, he originally wanted to keep those things for his daughter. Now that his daughter is gone, he naturally gave them to his daughter's daughter for safekeeping. In the end, he even got to see his granddaughter, so he had no regrets in this life.
"You little bastard, be good to my granddaughter." Old man Song warned An Jianjun worriedly.
"Grandpa, don't worry. I swear on my life that I will treat Jiaojiao well and will never let her down or let her suffer any grievances in this life." An Jianjun assured the old man.
"Anyone can say nice things, I only care how you do it." Everyone can shout slogans, but what actually happens is what matters most.
No matter how attractive your words are, they are not as effective as a bowl of hot porridge when you are sick.
The old man is not someone who can be fooled easily. After experiencing his daughter's love, he has also let it go. It is useless to stop someone who is in love.
"Go back quickly, you are pregnant, go to bed early."
An Jianjun took Feng Jiaojiao back home.
He didn't say a word along the way. He thought he was capable of supporting his wife, but he didn't expect that his wife had a golden rice bowl. His little money couldn't even compare to a fraction of what his wife had.
It made him feel a little frustrated, but at the same time it also aroused his fighting spirit.
As a grown man, he must make a name for himself so that his wife can do whatever she wants.
You can't stop working hard just because your wife is rich. On the contrary, you should work harder and not be outdone by others.
After entering the house, he quickly added slightly warmer water and said, "Soak your feet in it. Are you cold?" An Jianjun touched Feng Jiaojiao's little hand and then her feet, both of which were a little cold.
Holding the white and tender feet and soaking them in hot water, Feng Jiaojiao felt a little hot and wanted to pull her feet out, but was held down by An Jianjun.
"Soak for a while and the coldness in your body will be forced out. Otherwise, what if you catch a cold? Then you will be the one who suffers." An Jianjun sat on a small stool and soaked Feng Jiaojiao's feet.
Feng Jiaojiao lowered her eyes and looked at the serious An Jianjun. She couldn't help but feel moved. This man was really addictive. Unconsciously, she couldn't live without him.
An Jianjun has now infiltrated every aspect of her life, including food, clothing, housing and transportation. He is involved in everything.
He takes care of the house, he lights the fire and cooks, he gives massages, he washes my feet, he cuts my toenails, he washes my hair...
I felt like a child who had everything provided for him, and was taken care of in every possible way.
"Why are you so nice to me?" Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help but ask.
The man who was soaking Feng Jiaojiao's feet was stunned for a moment.
Then he used his hair to wipe Feng Jiaojiao's feet dry, and then looked up at Feng Jiaojiao lovingly.
A warm hand caressed her soft cheek, "I thought you knew."
Then a tall figure pressed down and my breath was taken away.
“Woo woo!”
After a kiss.
The only sound in the room was the heavy breathing of each other.
"I love you!"
These three words hit her heart hard, making her tremble.
The fair little hands wrapped around the other's neck, offering themselves...
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"Do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?" An Jianjun had been restraining himself and just wanted to have a quick taste, but Feng Jiaojiao's movements made him lose his composure.
"I'm not feeling any discomfort. Mom said it's not okay in the first and last three months, but it's okay to be careful now."
"I'll be more careful next time."
Feng Jiaojiao shyly snuggled into An Jianjun's arms.
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