The host always wants to flirt with the villain after being bad

Chapter 207
The next day, the sky was bright...

Jiang Tingting didn't know why it was six o'clock. He opened his eyes and woke up. He didn't feel sleepy at all. He woke up early. This was the first time in history that even 323 was still sleeping in.

After washing and dressing, she left the room.

Grandma Jiang usually gets up very early, but today she seems to be sleeping in her room and not coming out.

Let her cook today's breakfast!

Jiang Tingting went downstairs and went directly to the kitchen.

Looking at the pots and pans on the stove, the little fox was a little dazed. She hasn't cooked before, but it shouldn't be difficult to cook.

Check it out first!
Jiang Tingting took out his mobile phone to check the steps, and then started to build a fire with confidence, so let's go down...

After a while of operations, Jiang Tingting patted the ashes on his hair, wiped his dirty little face, and came out with a bowl of boiled noodles...

The noodles were mushy, boiled dry, and it still smelled a bit mushy, and the eggs became frangipani.

Jiang Tingting looked at the bowl of things, lost in thought.

She thinks it's better not to harm grandma.

[323 (silent) (poked): The host is big... My data shows that Grandma Jiang is...]

Jiang Tingting's pupils shrank slightly, and he froze on the spot, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground without holding it securely...

The next second, Jiang Tingting went upstairs in a flustered pace.

Pushing open the door, the room was silent.

The old man on the bed had a peaceful face, and she was holding a photo in her hand. In the photo, the younger Grandma Jiang was holding a crying little girl...

【323: Great host, Grandma Jiang left at five o'clock in the morning. She passed away peacefully, without any illness. 】

Jiang Tingting sat on the edge of the bed in silence, holding the old man's cold and stiff hand.

Thinking of Grandma Jiang's nagging last night, her nose was sore, so the old man must have sensed it before leaving.

Jiang Tingting looked at the gold bracelet on her wrist, lost her mind, this was the first time she experienced the warmth brought by family affection...

【323: Host, there is one more thing. Grandma Jiang already knew that you were not her granddaughter. 】

Jiang listened for a moment, his voice trembling and hoarse.

"I know."

I found out last night.

……

When Xu Wu arrived at Jiang's house, Jiang Tingting was sitting on the steps outside in a daze, staring at the sky with his face propped up.

The boy walked over, sat quietly beside her, stretched out his hand and carefully hooked her fingers and held them in the palm of his hand.

After a while, Jiang Tingting moved her lips.

"Grandma said last night that she would serve me chicken noodles this morning..."

Hearing the girl's emotionless tone, Xu Wu's heart ached, he held her hand tightly, and kept his voice low.

"I'll make it for you later."

Jiang Tingting looked at the sky silently, blue and sad.

The emotions of the world...complex but not lacking in purity.

……

At Grandma Jiang's funeral, Jiang Ting heard the pair of cheap parents who hadn't seen each other for ten years. The parents were holding Jiang Tingting in the mourning hall and crying. Jiang Tingting pursed her lips and broke away calmly.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother didn't care. After crying, they went to take care of relatives and friends who came to mourn.

false tears.

Jiang Tingting looked at the sign on the mourning hall, a tear unconsciously fell from the corner of his eye.

Thank you, grandma.

Holding Xu Wu's hand, Jiang Tingting glanced sideways at the boy...

Five days after the funeral, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were going back to work. They gave Jiang Tingting a sum of money, and left Sichuan City in a hurry after scribbling a few words of concern.

Jiang Tingting put away the card and didn't care.

On the way back, a voice stopped her.

(End of this chapter)