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Chapter 169 It's my pet

"Coo coo~" because it's very powerful.

The owl tilted its head and earnestly pushed the 'gift' under its claws toward Jian Ning.

The magpie, having been tormented by the owl to no end, had no choice but to resign itself to its fate and fly into the room.

"Chirp chirp~" From now on, you are my master.

Jian Ning couldn't refuse any longer, so she accepted the magpie and named it Xiao Xi.

During the Spring Festival, besides visiting relatives, the family also went back to their hometown to burn incense for Grandpa on the mountain.

Grandpa's grave is still just a mound of earth.

The uncle was thinking that after Grandma passed away, they could be buried together and then the walls could be reinforced with cement.

After a period of absence, the weeds grew wildly, and the land dried up in winter.

My uncle pulled them all out by hand and cleaned them up to the side.

The paper money was consumed by the flames and turned to ashes. As Grandma burned the paper money, she murmured the words she had spoken to Grandpa.

Jian Ning inserted the three burning incense sticks into the yellow soil, and lit a candle, placing it beside them.

Every ordinary person's life, from birth to death, is without exception.

After coming down from the mountain, everyone also visited their hometown.

Half of the house collapsed, and the certificates of merit pasted on the remaining half of the wall have long been erased by time under the wind and sun.

Only a few pieces of paper remain stuck to the wall, revealing traces of what once was.

The old lady walked around the old house with lingering reluctance, glancing at Jian Ning from time to time and asking, "When you were little, you loved to do your homework here with a stool and a small bench, Ningning, do you still remember?"

Those old memories flashed back into my mind instantly.

Jian Ning nodded. "Yes, I remember."

"And here, there used to be a tree, but it got too big and blocked the sunlight from the house, so they cut it down. Your grandpa used to hang a swing here for you, and you loved playing on it, Ningning, do you remember?"

Jian Ning followed beside her and nodded in response, "Mm."

Grandma came back and was visibly much happier.

Even if there's nothing left here.

On the way home, Jian Ning turned her head and saw that her grandmother's eyes were constantly looking out the car window.

"I'll be herding cattle on this mountain from now on. I'll have to get up every morning to let them graze," Grandma said, pointing to the mountain not far away, then turning back to look at Jian Ning.

Jian Ning knew that her grandmother had told her about this at least ten times.

She suddenly felt uncertain about her grandmother's trip to Beicheng.

She tentatively asked, "Grandma, after the New Year, would you like to come live with me in Beicheng? I have a villa now, and there's a lot of land outside where we can grow vegetables and raise chickens. You can do whatever you want."

I don't know if she said it too directly, without any build-up.

The entire car fell silent.

The old lady was visibly flustered. "Ningning, you're doing fine in Beicheng. Grandma won't come over and cause you any trouble."

Jian Ning: "It won't be chaotic, and Beicheng has a better medical environment, so I can take care of you."

Sitting in the front passenger seat, her aunt said, "Ningning, shouldn't you have told me and your uncle about this beforehand?"

Jian Ning: "Isn't that what I'm saying?" Her aunt glanced back and leaned her head to the right. "Alright, Beicheng is a big place. Mom, since Ningning wants to take you to Beicheng to enjoy life, then you should go. Wushi is a small place with limited resources, and we can't take good care of you."

Sitting in the back row, Jian Yi called out, "Mom!"

The urgent, short "Mom!" was a signal for her to stop talking.

Jian Ning was also baffled by her aunt's sarcastic tone.

A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions, so Jian Ning never held a grudge against her aunt. However, she was occasionally hurt by some of her aunt's words since childhood, and she was a little afraid of her cold face.

She doesn't understand what her aunt is saying now.

Jian Ning asked, "What do you mean by this?"

The old lady quickly took her hand and said, "Ningning, we won't quarrel. Your aunt doesn't mean any harm. I'm getting old, and I'm used to living with them. Just take good care of yourself in Beicheng. Come visit Grandma at the end of the year, and Grandma will be content."

Just as the aunt was about to speak, the uncle driving the car scolded, "Whatever it is, we'll talk about it when we get back. Ningning wants to take her mother to Beicheng; it's just a filial act."

The atmosphere inside the car remained somber throughout.

Jian Ning ignored her until she got off the bus and went home.

After getting off the bus, my uncle and aunt walked in front.

The old lady touched her hand and whispered, "Alright, don't be angry. Your aunt is just like that, she doesn't know how to talk, but she's a very good person."

"Grandma, why don't you come live with me in the North City? It's really comfortable there. You'll live to be a hundred if you live there." Jian Ning subconsciously shook her grandmother's hand gently, just like when she was a child and wanted to eat a lollipop from a street vendor, she would shake her grandmother's hand and beg her to buy it for her.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

When Jian Ning arrived home, she saw Jian Yi running around the house chasing away birds.

Jianyi held a broom in her hand: "Grandma, sister, you should go back to your room and leave. I don't know where this magpie flew in from, I'm chasing it out."

“No need, it’s my pet.” Jian Ning stretched out a hand, and the magpie transformed from a fleeing creature into a docile pet, obediently flying into Jian Ning’s palm.

At this moment, the couple upstairs who were "opposing each other" started again.

Sometimes it's a loud bang, sometimes it's a stainless steel basin crashing to the ground—sounds that can startle you.

Auntie poked her head out of the window and yelled, "Noisy! All you ever do is argue! Can't you just shut up?! Can't a person live like this?"

The woman upstairs replied, "None of your business!"

Then, with a bang, the window was slammed shut.

The aunt was furious, her face flushed red with anger, and she turned to meet the eyes of the four people in the living room.

She took a deep breath, brushed her messy bangs behind her ears, and her tone became exceptionally calm.

"Mom, you should go with Ningning after the New Year. Yes, Dahai and I aren't able to provide you with a good life. We have to work during the day to earn money, and we can't take care of you. Every time you get sick, we have to take time off to take care of you, but our boss gets upset after a while."

Our entire family's annual salary isn't even enough to cover the cost of one of your surgeries.

This shabby house, and there are people upstairs who fight every day. You complained about the noise too, right? Why don't you go live in a villa with Ningning in the North City? Everything's great there.”

The old lady frowned. "I know what you're thinking. Ningning didn't mean to say anything bad about this place. She just wants me to live with her. Don't overthink it."

Jian Ning belatedly realized what was happening.

From her perspective, she had basically tidied up Huayue Villa and had already made plans to pick up her grandmother.

But my aunt knew nothing about these things, and she certainly didn't give me any advance notice.

When people are poor, they become more sensitive to many things around them.