Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 421 Early Morning Letter

Just as Xu Damao was sitting restlessly, looking out the window from time to time, anxiously waiting for news from Liu Lan, He Yuzhu and Director Li were plotting how to avoid arousing Yang Jianye's suspicion. They decided not to monitor them directly for the time being to avoid alerting the enemy.

The two exchanged tacit understanding in their eyes, and understood each other tacitly. On the surface, they maintained their daily calm, but in fact, undercurrents were surging.

In the dark night, when everything was silent, Qin Huairu's figure stretched out under the dim street lights, looking particularly resolute. She held the letter and the house key that she had prepared long ago tightly in her hands, with mixed feelings in her heart, but she finally carefully stuffed them into the crack of Jia's door.

Then, without any hesitation, she turned around and blended into the night, following Yang Jianye's footsteps, leaving behind only a series of footsteps that gradually faded away.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window lattice and sprinkled into the simple house of the Jia family. Jia Zhang rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up to prepare breakfast for the children at home.

She staggered to the door, intending to open it to get some coal, but unexpectedly felt something under her feet. She lowered her head in confusion, her eyes focused on the crack in the door, and saw a slightly wrinkled letter lying there quietly.

Jia Zhang bent down to pick up the letter, and a sense of inexplicable uneasiness surged in her heart. She looked up and looked around, and after confirming that no one at home was paying attention, she hurriedly put the letter in her arms and walked back into the house.

Inside the house, Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua were still asleep, snoring softly. Jia Zhang tiptoed to the kang, gently shook Banggeng's shoulders, and shouted anxiously: "Banggeng, wake up, and see what this is!"

Bang Geng was awakened by Jia Zhang's urgent voice and sat up with sleepy eyes. He rubbed his eyes and took the letter from Jia Zhang with a confused look on his face. Jia Zhang urged:

"Hurry up and take a look. What does this letter say? I can't read. You have to help grandma."

"Grandma, why did you call me so early today? I haven't even had time to eat the candied haws in my dream!"

Banggeng rubbed his eyes and muttered reluctantly, with a bit of childish grievance in his eyes. He frowned slightly at Jia Zhang, obviously dissatisfied with this sudden interruption.

"Oh, my dear grandson, grandma knows you haven't slept enough, but please take a look at this letter and then go back to sleep. I'm in a hurry."

As Jia Zhang spoke, she gently patted Bang Geng's back, trying to calm him down. There was a hint of worry in her eyes, but more of an eager desire to know the contents of the letter, even though she instinctively knew it was not good news.

Bang Geng was still a little reluctant when he saw how serious his grandma was, so he had to sit up straight.

When he took the letter, his fingers accidentally touched the rough texture of the envelope, and an inexplicable premonition surged in his heart. He quickly opened the envelope, with a bit of eagerness and curiosity in his movements.

As the envelope was opened, several hundred-dollar bills slipped out with a slight "rustling" sound, scattered on the bed, and were particularly eye-catching.

Then, a key lay there quietly, reflecting the faint light coming in from the window and gleaming with the unique metallic luster.

Bang Geng's eyes suddenly widened, and his surprise was beyond words. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Jia Zhang, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

He quickly picked up the money and keys, looking at them carefully, his face full of disbelief and confusion.

"Grandma, this...whose letter is this? Why is there so much money and keys?"

Banggeng's voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously shocked by this sudden "wealth". He looked up at Jia Zhang, hoping to get an answer from his grandmother, but Jia Zhang just shook her head with a confused look on her face.

"I don't know either. I just woke up early in the morning and saw this letter stuck in the door. Take a look at what's in the letter. Maybe there's an explanation."

There was an unquestionable determination in Jia Zhang's urging words. Her wrinkled hands quickly and forcefully picked up the scattered money one by one. Every time she counted a bill, it seemed as if she was confirming an incredible fact.

After counting it several times, she nodded with satisfaction, as if she had taken a reassurance pill, and then carefully hid the money close to her body, as if it was a treasure she had guarded for many years.

Then, her eyes fell on the key, with a hint of doubt and curiosity in her eyes. She picked up the key and looked at it carefully in the morning light, her fingers gently stroking every groove and ridge of the key, as if trying to awaken dormant memories.

Her brows were furrowed, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, as if she was whispering to herself: "This key... why does it look so familiar?" But no matter how hard she tried to recall, that memory was like being shrouded in fog and could never clearly emerge in her mind.

Bang Geng, who was standing by, had been so attracted by the contents of the letter that he almost forgot everything around him. He held the letter tightly, staring at every word on it without blinking, as if it was the most important information in his life.

As he read deeper, his expression gradually became gloomy, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his eyes, which were originally full of curiosity, were now filled with shock and anger.

His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and the letter paper swayed gently under his fingertips, making a slight rustling sound.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions, but the anger and anxiety spread in his heart like wildfire.

He suddenly looked up at Jia Zhang, wanting to say something, but was speechless for a moment. He could only use his complicated eyes to express his inner shock and helplessness.

"Grandma... this letter was written by mom."

Banggeng's voice was low and trembling, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, filled with unspeakable pain.

He looked up at Jia Zhang, his eyes already filled with tears, as if they would burst out at any moment. He tried hard to control his emotions and continued to read with difficulty:

"She said that she and Yang Jianye were gone, and the money and the house... were left for us..." At this point, his voice was choked with sobs and he could hardly continue.

When Jia Zhang heard this, she was struck by lightning and her face turned pale. She took the letter from Bang Geng with trembling hands. Although she was illiterate, she understood the content of the letter from Bang Geng's words.

Her eyes instantly turned red, and she was filled with anger, but also with endless sadness and disappointment.

"How could Qin Huairu be so cruel as to abandon us!"

Jia Zhang shouted angrily, her voice trembling and full of grievance. She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into the flesh of her palms, as if she wanted to vent her anger and unwillingness.

"I already knew she was not a good person. This... this heartless person, what shall I do with my boyfriend in the future..."

Her words were full of resentment and confusion towards Qin Huairu, but more of it was worry and confusion about the future of herself and her family.