Jiang Nuan finished the noodles in her bowl before asking, "How's your investigation into Jiang Shuo's background going?"
Meng Yuan shook her head slightly. "No progress yet. I found out your scumbag father's hometown is in the rural areas of Modu. How did he end up living in Jinshi?"
Jiang Nuan shook her head slightly. "I don't know either. Ever since I can remember, my family has always lived here. I've never met my grandfather. Grandma said Grandpa died very early."
Meng Yuan already knew this. "So, my client isn't your grandfather?"
Jiang Nuan shook her head again. "I don't know about that either. Grandma doesn't have any photos, and I've never seen what my grandfather looks like."
Meng Yuan glared at her. "You know less about it than I do as an outsider."
Jiang Nuan gave a cool smile. "To make a living, to survive, I'm busy every day. I don't have time to worry about those things. My only wish was for Grandma to live a long life, but unfortunately, she left me."
A faint sting welled up in Jiang Nuan's heart. She watched Meng Yuan finish her meal, then picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.
Meng Yuan shook her head slightly as she watched her retreating back. Whenever her grandmother was mentioned, Jiang Nuan's face was filled with guilt. What kind of secrets did Jiang Shuo possess?
This was causing so much chaos.
Meng Yuan bit her lower lip. She was determined to get to the bottom of this.
Perhaps she could find out Jiang Nuan's background at the same time. Jiang Nuan was too pitiful.
Around eight in the evening, the two arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard.
Looking at the familiar small courtyard, Jiang Nuan's eyes were filled with pain.
Six years had passed, and the courtyard gate had become much more dilapidated. When the wind blew, it made creaking sounds.
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath, walked over, pushed open the door, and a smell of mildew hit her face.
The courtyard was not very large, overgrown with weeds and garbage.
Jiang Nuan slowly stepped inside. This small courtyard of about twenty square meters held many of her cherished memories.
Here, she had no pain, only happiness.
Grandma always sat in the rocking chair under the pomegranate tree, smiling at her with affection.
"Nuan Nuan, you've rested for five minutes. It's time to read."
Under the pomegranate tree, Grandma's loving voice seemed to echo again.
Jiang Nuan suddenly looked towards the pomegranate tree. Grandma's rocking chair was still there. However, after six years of wind and sun, the rocking chair had turned black, standing there forlornly, with a few weeds twined around it. Da Feng Novel Network.
Meng Yuan glanced at Jiang Nuan and patted her arm.
She said, "Nuan Nuan, Grandma has been gone for six years. She knew you so well, she must have known you wouldn't do that."
Looking at her tear-streaked face, so pitiful, Meng Yuan's heart ached.
Jiang Nuan's face seemed meticulously carved by God, exquisite and stunning, eye-catching wherever she was. Even when crying, she was beautiful!
"Nuan Nuan, stop crying."
Jiang Nuan wiped away her tears and forced a smile. She walked further in. This courtyard was actually a simple three-bedroom, one-living room house. It was previously a warehouse of the owner. After Grandma bought it, she made some simple renovations, turning it into a warm little courtyard.
Jiang Nuan took Meng Yuan to Grandma's room.
There weren't many large pieces of furniture in the room; it was still the same as before: a coffee-colored wardrobe, a coffee-colored nightstand, an old desk, and a small bed one meter twenty wide. The cotton padding had long since rotted, and a strong smell of mildew emanated from within.
Meng Yuan was surprised. "Grandma's room is so simple?"
Jiang Nuan nodded. "My Grandma was a very indifferent person. Her clothing was simple, her food was simple, and her belongings were simple."
Meng Yuan: "..." It was too simple.
Meng Yuan opened the nightstand drawer. It was empty.
Jiang Nuan also opened the wardrobe and saw a few old clothes inside. She seemed to see her grandmother smiling kindly again.
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath and searched for a while, but found nothing of value.
Grandma's things were simple and neat. After her death, there were no signs of tampering here.
"Nuan Nuan, there's nothing here."
Jiang Nuan nodded slightly. "If Grandma knew anything, she would have told me."
"Alas! It seems we came here for nothing." Meng Yuan was a little disappointed. She wondered why that old man insisted on investigating Jiang Shuo's background.
Jiang Nuan suddenly thought of a place. She crouched down abruptly and pulled out a nondescript suitcase from under the bed.
She patted the dust off the suitcase and pulled open the rusty zipper. It was clear that someone had rummaged through it.
Apart from some receipts, there were no other special clues.
Meng Yuan looked at it and was very disappointed. "The suitcase has been disturbed. Important things might have been taken."
Jiang Nuan's expression turned cold. "They probably took Grandma's shares. Besides this, I wonder what else they took?"
Jiang Nuan carefully examined the contents of the suitcase again. They were all receipts for water, electricity, and gas.
Jiang Nuan searched around again and found something else, such as her grandmother and grandfather's divorce certificate.
Jiang Nuan handed it to Meng Yuan to look at. "Yuan Yuan, is this the old man you saw last time?"
Meng Yuan took the photo and examined it carefully.
Meng Yuan nodded in surprise. "Yes, although he's older now, it is indeed him."
"Wow! They divorced so early. No wonder your Grandma said he was dead."
Jiang Nuan: "They divorced when they were in their thirties. My Grandma raised her son alone. It's no different from him being dead."
Meng Yuan found it strange. "Then why would your grandfather investigate your scumbag father's background?"
Jiang Nuan shook her head slightly, knowing nothing.
"Grandma never mentioned Jiang Shuo. But their relationship wasn't good. Grandma always stayed in this small courtyard."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Meng Yuan tutted. "This is strange. He's not some important figure, so why does he have so many secrets?"
Jiang Nuan suddenly looked towards the door and said softly, "Someone's coming."
Meng Yuan closed the suitcase and walked towards the door with Jiang Nuan.
What greeted them was a tall figure, lean and upright, with a handsome face and little expression. However, the moment he saw Jiang Nuan, a beam of light surged into his ink-black eyes.
"Nuan Nuan." Jiang Xingyu looked at Jiang Nuan excitedly.
Jiang Nuan was also taken aback. She hadn't expected the two of them to meet here.
"Big Brother, you're back." Jiang Nuan's tone was the same as before, not much had changed.
Actually, she knew Jiang Xingyu had been looking for her all these years, but she had ignored him.
With Grandma gone, she had no lingering attachment to this family. As Jiang Shuo's son, he was rightfully on Jiang Shuo's side.
Jiang Xingyu took a few steps towards her, and the smile on his handsome face gradually widened. "Nuan Nuan, I came here hoping to get lucky, and I didn't expect to actually meet you."