"Girl, why are you crying? Is it cold? What's wrong?" Grandma saw tears falling to the ground, and immediately wiped her tears in panic.

An Zhisu shook his head and swallowed even more: "Grandma, I want to hug you, would you please hug me?"

"Okay, okay, grandma hug her." Grandma felt very distressed, put down the work in her hand, reached out to hug An Zhisu in her arms, and patted her back as if she was coaxing a baby: "Good baby, good baby, good baby won't cry, grandma hug her."

"Grandma..." An Zhisu's tears were like a dam breaking. She burst into tears, venting her venting and releasing the longing and grievances that had been suppressed in her heart.

She wanted to tell her grandmother, Grandma, I miss you so much. I have not had a good life in the past five years.

She wanted to tell her grandmother, Grandma, I almost died and I almost couldn't see you.

She wanted to tell her grandmother, grandma, can you get better? I want you to eat the braised pork you cooked.

But An Zhisu dared not say these words. She dared not tell her grandmother that she was not doing well and that she was bullied. Her grandmother would feel distressed, sad and sad, and she didn't want her grandmother to know that she was not doing well.

An Zhisu kept crying and cried until she finally vented all the sadness in her heart. Her grandmother touched her head with distress: "Girl, just cry, it's good if she cries, but she won't be sad if she cries."

An Zhisu almost broke down and cried again. She remembered that when she was ten years old, her mother suddenly passed away. Not long after her father remarried, she also cried in her grandmother's arms and she told her this way.

Her grandmother will always be her harbor. Only in her arms can she dare to cry, be fragile, and not be afraid of being laughed at as a coward.

"Look at this little face, I'm not so pretty in my crying. Go and wash it. Grandma brings you a cake. It's so sweet. Is it still bought by Zhisu." Grandma held An Zhisu's little hand and pulled her into the house.

An Zhisu was very familiar with this place, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face obediently. Looking at his swollen eyes, An Zhisu had a headache. How could he explain to Ye Lancheng this time? If he said that his eyes were obscured by the wind and sand, I wonder if Ye Lancheng would believe it.

When the nanny got the medicine and came back from buying vegetables, she saw her grandmother busying herself in the kitchen. She was shocked and thought the old lady wanted to make a fire and cook, so she rushed to the kitchen.

"Old lady, are you hungry? I'll cook for you right away. Don't do it yourself, let me go."

Grandma just took out the cake from the refrigerator, and saw the nanny coming back, she smiled kindly and said, "I'm not hungry, this is for the beauty girl."

"Miss Song is here again?" The nanny was relieved when she heard this, and helped the old lady take apart the cake box and put it into a small bone plate.

"I haven't seen her for many years. The beauty girl and our family Zhisu have been sisters since childhood. They have a good relationship." Grandma said.

The nanny thought the old lady didn't remember what happened last time, so she didn't correct her. She coaxed the old lady out of the kitchen with cakes and refreshments like coaxing her child.

"Good lady, come out to eat cake." Grandma shouted in the direction of the bathroom.

An Zhisu responded and walked out.

The nanny was stunned and shouted incredibly: "An, Miss An."

"Hello Auntie." An Zhisu greeted the nanny. She and the nanny have been missing for many years.

The nanny happily pulled her hand: "Miss An, you finally came back. Why are you so thin? You have suffered a lot in foreign countries."

An Zhisu was hidden by An Boyuan very well, and not many people knew about it. Song Jiaren has been lying that she has gone abroad, so the nanny also thought she has gone abroad.

"It's not bitter, I just can't get used to Western food from abroad. Auntie, thank you for helping me take care of my grandmother." An Zhisu is very grateful to the nanny, who has been taking care of her grandmother with all her best in recent years.

"I should thank you no matter what I say, this is all I deserve." The nanny didn't dare to take credit. An Zhisu paid her a high salary and this job was not tiring. If you want to say thank you, she was also grateful to An Zhisu.

Grandma listened to them in confusion and couldn't help but correct the nanny: "This is a beautiful girl, not a good person, you have recognized the wrong person."

The nanny laughed and said with a good temper: "Yes, yes, I recognized the wrong person. This is Miss Song, not Miss An."

Grandma was then happy and pulled An Zhisu to sit down, giving An Zhisu a treasure to eat the cake.

An Zhisu picked up the spoon, dug a bite and fed it to her grandmother first. Her grandmother happily urged An Zhisu to eat it herself. The two mothers and grandchildren were talking and laughing, and were particularly happy.

The nanny was moved to see it and quietly wiped her tears. She didn't bother them. She went to the room to put the medicine she had brought back for the old lady, then went into the kitchen and started preparing lunch.

Grandma usually has a bad appetite and eats very little. Today, with An Zhisu here, she coaxed and deceived her, so she coaxed her grandma to eat a bowl of rice and drink half a bowl of soup. Although it was not much, it was already the usual meals.

After lunch, An Zhisu talked to his grandmother again. When he arrived at the time when his grandmother took a nap, An Zhisu took his grandmother back to his room, and his grandmother fell asleep soon.

After grandma fell asleep, An Zhisu took out a storage box from grandma's drawer, which were all precious things from grandma. An Zhisu picked up a bunch of keys from it, greeted the nanny, and went out to do business while grandma was taking a nap.

The house left by An Zhisu's mother is located in the suburbs of Sucheng. It is an independent villa with a large yard in front and back, covering an area much larger than the villa area in the city. Although it is remote, it is better because of its quietness and good environment. There are still many buyers who are willing to buy it as a vacation home.

Naturally, the housing prices in Sucheng will not be as valuable as S City, and it is scary. However, because it is an ancient tourist city, the housing prices are still high. Even if the location is a little bit too low, it can be sold for more than 20,000 yuan per square meter.

Song Jiaren helped An Zhisu negotiate a transaction price of 10 million, and the seller agreed generously. An Zhisu had contacted the buyer before, and they would meet directly at the house.

An Zhisu arrived half an hour in advance, and she opened the door with the key she got from her grandmother. In order to facilitate her actions, Song Jiaren had already found a cleaning company in advance to clean the inside and outside the house, and the weeds in the front and back yards were also removed. So although it looked empty, it didn't look like she had not lived in for many years.

An Zhisu walked into the house with nostalgia. The things in the house had been empty, and now all that was left was some old furniture. An Zhisu's hands brushed through the furniture that carried the beautiful memories of his childhood one by one, and his heart hurt.j3k5bl1gfwhvzeeinsofvcxk59m4qvzjsopcaamffdwzkxd6wxbcyffalk5jumla==
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