This way, she felt relieved.

I remember that the little girl used to like to sit in front of the door and peel beans with her and listen to her tell stories.

Now that I think about it, I burst into tears.

It's really a touching thing.

It's a pity that the little girl has to be in a hurry, otherwise she really wants to chat with her.

"Good day, I will stay a few more days when I come to Rongcheng next time. Grandma misses you very much." Grandma Chen said as she walked.

"Okay, Grandma Chen, I'll help you peel the beans next time you come here." Ye Jiaqi stood at the door.

Grandma Chen's house is still the same as before, her son and daughter are outside, and it's quite miserable for her to live in an old house.

"Next time you bring your baby, bring a handsome husband." Grandma Chen chuckled, "Come with the whole family."

"Okay." Ye Jiaqi agreed with a smile.

Grandma Chen looked through the house and kept mumbling: "Where have you put it? I am old and my memory is bad. Your mother's notebook is very beautiful. There are several photos in it, including those of you when you were a child."

"I took a lot of photos when I was a kid, but they all seem to be missing," Ye Jiaqi lamented.

"Yeah, I guess he was thrown away by He Dangui."

Grandma Chen rummaged in the box again.

After searching for a while, I finally found Yun Xiao's things at the bottom of the box.

"Oh, I finally found it. Fortunately, my son didn't throw it away. He always said that I was nostalgic. I couldn't bear to throw it away, and I couldn't bear to throw it away." Grandma Chen came over happily holding the notebook, "Girl,

I gave you my mother’s things, and it’s great that you have them back.”

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and took it.

It's a yellowed notebook.

The cover is a fresh print that has been around for a long time.

She had seen this notebook before. It had always been placed with her mother's easel and paintbrushes.

Ye Jiaqi opened it and found that the paper was all yellowed and the pen handwriting was blurred, and some words could barely be distinguished.

Not much has been written, and most of the pages are still blank.

As expected, there were several photos in the notebook, including a black-and-white ID photo of her mother and a photo taken when she was five or six years old.

Memories come flooding in.

Ye Jiaqi's face had an expression that couldn't calm down, like waves.

Her mother is really beautiful, with an oval face, willow eyebrows, and two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles.

"Jia Qi, you and Yun Xiao look really alike. Looking at the photos now, they look even more alike." Grandma Chen sighed with emotion, "Take the notebook away, I didn't leave anything more for you."

"Thank you, Grandma Chen." Ye Jiaqi thanked her very much.

There is also a notebook where you can express your thoughts to her.

She remembered that there used to be a thick photo album at home, filled with many photos.

Unfortunately, the photo album is missing.

It would be great if the photo album is still there.

"You're welcome, it's yours."

"Grandma Chen, thank you. I'll see you next time when I come back. I have to leave first, thank you." Ye Jiaqi kept saying thanks.

"You're too polite, little girl. If you're in a hurry, I won't keep you here." Grandma Chen was reluctant.

Fifteen years later, I didn't expect to see Ye Jiaqi again.

If Yun Xiao was alive, she would definitely not let Ye Jiaqi wander outside.

They all say that the stepmother is cruel, and it is true.

Ye Jiaqi's stepmother is a very domineering woman like He Dangui.

Ye Jiaqi waved goodbye to Grandma Chen again, opened her umbrella and walked into the rain.

A steady drizzle fell outside, falling on her umbrella.
Chapter completed!