Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Chapter 1274 Nan Sheng, where did you get it?

With that said, Mrs. Bai picked up the bowl of egg custard and looked at Nanzi with a smile.

"Grandma Zeng put a lot of sesame oil. After eating, your brother Xiaojun will take you to play. Do you think this is good?"

In fact, Nanzi has already gone to kindergarten and can already eat by himself.

However, Nanzi still liked Grandma Zeng, so he naturally did not refuse her.

"Thank you, Grandma Zeng, for feeding me."

"You're welcome."

Touching the little baby's chin, Mrs. Bai said with a smile, "Nanzi really looks like his father. The more he looks at him, the more he looks like him."

Gu Jingchen curled his lips: "Grandma, hereditary genes, this kid can be regarded as having benefited from me."

"Ha ha."

Mrs. Bai nodded: "You are right, it is indeed hereditary."

"Nan Sheng looks a lot like her mother, but her facial features are very different, a little colder."

Hearing Mrs. Bai suddenly mention her mother, Mu Nansheng's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and then squeezed out a smile.

"Grandma, do you want to eat something? Nanzi can eat it by himself."

"no, I'm fine."

Mrs. Bai waved her hand: "I'm not very hungry, you can just eat by yourself."

"By the way." Mu Nansheng raised his eyebrows: "Let's go see the fireflies later. There should be a lot of them here."

"There will be a lot of fireflies in the yard at night."

Mrs. Bai chuckled lightly: "You can just enjoy the shade in the yard later. You don't need to go outside to see. You can just stay at home."

"That's what grandma said."

Mu Nansheng clapped his hands: "Then I'll prepare some more fruits, and we'll enjoy the coolness together later."

"good."

Nanzi had never experienced such a life before, and he was even more excited when he heard that he could watch fireflies in the yard.

After wiping his mouth, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Drink some more water. You've been playing all afternoon. Are you still not tired?"

"You're not tired, Daddy."

Nanzi smiled and took Gu Jingchen's hand: "Daddy, can you help me get Lego? I want to play with brother Xiaojun."

"Yeah, okay."

Relieved, Gu Jingchen patted his head: "Sit down and I'll get it for you."

He happened to bump into Mu Nansheng who was going in to get something. Mu Nansheng asked casually: "Hubby, are you looking for something?"

"Um."

Gu Jingchen raised his chin: "Nanzi wants to play with Lego, let me get it for him.

"Oh." Mu Nansheng nodded and paused as if he thought of something. "Then help me take out the wooden box. I want to show it to grandma."

Grandma should know about that wooden box.

"I'll get it."

Stepping into the room, Gu Jingchen brought the wooden box and Lego over.

Under the grapevine, Mrs. Bai was telling a story to two children. Nanzi and Xiaojun were lying on her knees, listening with relish.

"Once upon a time, there was a poor family here named Cowherd. He was a cowherd boy. One day when he went to the lake, he saw several fairies descending from the sky..."

"…………"

"Great-grandma."

Nanzi blinked, "So are there Cowherd and Weaver Girl among the stars in the sky?"

"Of course there is."

Mrs. Bai smiled and raised her hand to point to the sky.

"Look up and see that bright star in the sky, and there are four small stars next to it, which look like weaving shuttles. That one is Vega."

"Grandma Zeng, where is Altair?"

"There! There are two little stars beside Altair. They are the children of Altair."

Xiaojun had heard this story, so he was no stranger to Altair. He raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Nanzi knows."

"Grandma Zeng, they are so pitiful that they can't stay with their own families."

"it does not matter."

Mrs. Bai smiled slightly, with a gentle smile on her lips.

"Every year during the Qiqiao Festival, the two of them would meet on the bridge built by magpies and tell each other how much they missed each other."

"So this is ah."

Nan Zai nodded in understanding: "So they can meet again."

"That's natural." Mrs. Bai touched the heads of the two children and murmured in a low voice: "As long as we are in love, no matter what happened, we will meet again."

Mu Nansheng sat aside, lowering his chin, listening in a daze.

Suddenly, she remembered that she and her brother used to lie on her grandmother's knees and listen to her telling fairy tales one after another.

After so many years, the girl lying on her knees listening to the story has grown up.

Lost in thought, Mu Nansheng didn't even notice that Gu Jingchen had sat down next to her.

"The things are brought over."

With a deep voice, Gu Jingchen handed the Lego to the two children.

"Go and play."

With his eyes shining, Nanzi took it happily.

"Brother Xiaojun, let's play together."

Xiaojun had never been exposed to this kind of game, and his smile was a little shy.

"I...I'm not very good at it."

"It doesn't matter."

Nanzi grabbed his hand: "I can teach you, let's play together."

"Um."

Nodding, Xiaojun also accepted Nanzi's invitation.

"grandmother."

After coming back to his senses, Mu Nansheng handed the wooden box to Mrs. Bai.

"Have you seen this thing before?"

"Um?"

Mrs. Bai frowned slightly and pursed her lips in silence.

"Nan Sheng, where did you get this?"

"This was left to me by my mother."

Mu Nansheng replied: "This wooden box was given to me by my father when I was an adult, but so many changes happened at that time that I forgot about the wooden box."

"I dug it out of the room some time ago."

"I have always remembered my mother's affairs. I want to know what kind of secrets this wooden box hides, and whether it is related to my mother's disappearance."

Although the Mu family publicly stated that their mother died of illness, Mu Nansheng never believed it.

When she was a child, she often asked her grandfather and father, but every time they were vague and explained it directly in one or two sentences, and the family never liked Mu Nansheng to mention this matter.

Mu Nansheng also knew that her grandmother actually did not believe that her daughter would suddenly die suddenly. Otherwise, how could she not shed a single tear during the funeral.

It was also because of the Mu family's failure that Mrs. Bai never set foot in the Mu family in these years.

Even if something happened to Mu Nansheng, Mrs. Bai would only ask Ning Jian instead of going to Mu's house.

She blamed Mu's father, and Mu Nansheng had always known it.

If it weren't for resentment, how could my grandma have spent so many years in such a small mountain village.

In fact, grandma didn't want to get anything or pray to God for a miracle of survival.

All she needs is an explanation.

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