The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

At the small garden where the inner and outer courtyards meet, Yan Muxi trotted to catch up with Qian Haochuan who was about to walk out of the garden.

"cousin!"

Seeing that the tip of her nose was sweating from running, Qian Haochuan took out a white handkerchief and handed it to her, "Wipe the sweat off."

Yan Muxi took the handkerchief familiarly, wiped it on her face casually, and asked impatiently, "Is Grandpa in good health?"

Qian Haochuan is tall and mighty, with sharp eyes and eyebrows. When he is not smiling, he looks like a general on the battlefield, with an oppressive aura. When he smiles, with his big white teeth bared, he looks particularly friendly.

Seeing that Yan Muxi's words and actions were still the same as when he was a child, he smiled dotingly, "Grandfather is very good, two bowls of white rice for every meal, and he is very lively and healthy!"

"That's good," Yan Muxi asked as they walked and talked, "Cousin, did you come to Luodu just to give me paintings? Is there anything else?"

Seeing Qian Haochuan looking around, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone is busy, no one will care about us."

Qian Haochuan took out an unopened letter from his arms and said, "This is handwritten by my grandfather. Burn it after you have read it. As for my aunt..." Some things are hard to say directly.

Yan Muxi nodded, "Don't worry, I understand."

The daughter of an official family values ​​her reputation, so Qian Haochuan couldn't stay in the inner courtyard for too long. "I won't leave Luodu for a while. If you have anything to do, send someone to find me at Penglai Inn."

"Well, cousin, go back and have a good rest!"

After watching Qian Haochuan leave the inner courtyard, Yan Muxi hurried back to Jinyuyuan. After returning to her room, she dismissed everyone and opened the letter impatiently.

Familiar words came into view, and I felt my eyes sore before I even read the content.

"Does little Xixi miss grandpa? It's no use thinking about it. If you can't see him, just say you're angry. Grandpa also misses Xixi. He misses her so much that he can't eat or sleep well. He has lost 200 grams of fat. He falls down when the wind blows. He even shivers when he walks..."

After reading just a few lines, my eyes were filled with tears.

She missed her grandpa very much.

How nice it would be if her surname wasn’t Yan. If she didn’t have that surname, she could stay in Jiangnan and stay with her grandpa forever.

Grandpa often said that she was smarter than Grandma, but smart people often live very tiring lives. Grandpa’s Xixi didn’t need to be too smart, just smart enough.

Grandpa advised her that even if she understood everything, she should pretend to be confused and not get stuck in a rut and fight with herself, as Grandpa would always be there for her.

Grandpa would occasionally talk about the past that he didn't want to mention, the past that she must know.

Back then, my mother fell in love with my father at first sight and was determined to marry him. But my grandfather was actually very dissatisfied with my father.

It's because my father is good in every way. He is good-looking, smart and ambitious. There must be other women who love him besides my mother.

It is undoubtedly painful to compete with others for love. Grandpa doesn't want his daughter, whom he raised like a treasure, to suffer in pain for the rest of her life.

My mother insisted on marrying my father, and my father promised to love her all his life. He even promised that the second child born after marriage, regardless of whether it was a boy or a girl, would be given the surname Qian. My grandfather reluctantly agreed to the marriage.

Sure enough, grandpa’s worries were right, and people’s promises are the most unreliable.

The noble lady of the Su family also fell in love with my father, and was willing to share a husband with him even though she knew that he was married.

Grandpa wanted to cancel the engagement, but Mom went on a hunger strike in resistance, determined to marry Dad even at the risk of her life. Grandpa had no choice but to give in to his daughter.

Whether it is seeking an official post in other places, a promotion, or returning to Beijing to take up a post, every step requires money to pave the way.

Grandpa was willing to be Dad's money bag, and he didn't ask for much, just that Mom would be treated well. As for the child with the surname Qian that Dad promised, Grandpa never took it to heart.

Soon, my father's wives and concubines all had their second children. My mother took pregnancy-pregnancy medicine all the time, but she just couldn't get pregnant.

Finally, when she was six years old, her mother became pregnant. She was so happy that she shared the good news with everyone as soon as possible.

But grandpa was not happy. He thought that dad probably didn't want the child to be born. After all, no man would be willing to endure his own son taking his wife's surname.

For the safety of his daughter, Grandpa wrote a letter to Dad, explaining that he had adopted several adopted sons and adopted grandsons, and there was no need to give his grandson the surname Qian anymore.

As expected, before the baby was delivered, the fetus that my mother had worked so hard to get pregnant with disappeared. Although the cause of the miscarriage was not found, my grandfather knew that it was my father's doing.

My grandfather was very angry and cut off my father's supply. It happened that there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River that year, and my father had just taken office as the governor of Suzhou and was the official in the hardest-hit area.

The lower levels are in urgent need of disaster relief, but the relief funds allocated by the upper levels have been exploited at various levels and there is little left when they reach the local level.

My father asked my grandfather to use the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce to raise money and food, but my grandfather was so angry that he refused to help and donated the money raised by the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces which were also affected by the disaster.

My father was reprimanded by the emperor for his ineffective disaster relief efforts and was demoted by one rank. Soon after, she was kidnapped by a beggar.

In broad daylight, the daughter of a fourth-rank official was snatched away on the street, from the hands of her wet nurse.

Grandpa used all his connections and turned the entire Jiangnan area upside down, but he still couldn't find her.

Although he knew that her disappearance might be related to his father, his grandfather was afraid that he would lose his only daughter. He searched for her everywhere while replenishing the lost supply...

After wandering outside for three years, she was first sold to Qianmen by a human trafficker. After escaping from Qianmen, she ended up in Honglou, where she suffered humiliation and beatings.

When she first returned to her grandfather, she didn't trust anyone. She was in constant fear and wrapped herself up like a little hedgehog.

They may even deliberately do evil to test the bottom line of those around them, to see if they will be abandoned again.

The mother of Honglou said that the moment they fell into the Red Mansion, they were already tainted both physically and mentally, and even if they could return home in the future, they would be destined to be abandoned.

So she didn't dare to have any expectations and wanted to cut the Gordian knot and end all the illusions.

But no matter what she did, Grandpa would go along with her. If she didn't want to eat, she wouldn't eat; if she didn't want to sleep, she wouldn't sleep; and if she didn't want to go back to the Yan Mansion, she didn't have to go back.

Grandpa is always smiling every day.

When she smashed her bowl, Grandpa would smile and praise her, "Good job! You can smash it harder next time. Since the bowl has become a target for your anger, you have to maximize its value so that Xixi can feel better."

She took down the roof, and Grandpa said, "It's a good idea to take it down! During the lean season, bricklayers are short of work, and Grandpa's Jubilee gives them a chance to make some money."

It was not until she got angry and injured a servant that Grandpa put away his smile and told her seriously, "Grandpa can pay for the damaged items, but I'm afraid I can't make up for the broken hearts. Xixi! The human heart is scary, you must protect yourself at all times."

It might be because Grandpa’s eyes were too warm that day, or it might be because Grandpa’s voice trembled too much.

After that, she let it go, stopped being a troublemaker, and started to study hard and learn etiquette.

In his spare time, he followed Grandpa to run the Chamber of Commerce, occasionally followed his cousin to other places to do business, and often sneaked into Aunt Ming's Xiaoxiang Pavilion...

After a few years of free time, she gradually forgot the darkness of her childhood and also forgot that she was the daughter of an official.

Just before my father returned to Luodu to take up his post, my mother came again to take her back to the Yan Mansion, and my father also came.

She still didn't want to go back, but Grandpa didn't force her to stay like he did before, and chose to remain silent...

Before leaving, Grandpa told her to live her life with confidence because he would take care of anything.

When she met her grandfather's tearful eyes, she suddenly understood the old man's guilt and fear.

Grandpa was afraid of losing either her or Niang, but he was more afraid of losing both of them.

My father was promoted to the position of Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. A third-rank official of the time had no shortage of women or wives and concubines with money. It was easy for him to change his money bags, and the Qian family had no capital to resist.

In the past two years since she returned home, she listened to her grandfather and lived a bold and confused life.

When you feel wronged and unfair, tell yourself, why bother arguing, it's so tiring!

When I was so angry that my blood was boiling, I told myself that we were all pitiful people, so just let it go!

Looking up to force back the tears, Yan Muxi collected her thoughts, lowered her head and read the rest of the text carefully.

In addition to greetings, Grandpa only mentioned one thing in the letter, asking her if she wanted to marry her cousin. If she was willing, the Qian family would do their best to facilitate their marriage.