After hearing my inner thoughts, the ancestors in the Dream of the Red Chamber went berserk.

"You really don't understand women's hearts."

Jia She shook his head and said.

Jia Zheng glanced at his elder brother with a hint of helplessness and then asked:

"Brother, have the people who hurt Hu'er been interrogated?"

"We've already interrogated them, but we didn't get anything out of them. We can only wait for our father to come back before we can interrogate them again."

Jia Zheng nodded in agreement with his elder brother's idea; his father always had a way.

It must have been tough for Jia Daishan; he's a grandfather himself, yet he still has to worry about his son.

"Pearl must kill that bad guy and protect her brother!"

Jia Zhu suddenly spoke loudly.

While nestled in Jia She's arms, Jia Zhu listened silently to his uncle and father chatting. Upon hearing that someone was trying to harm his brother, he angrily tried to jump out of his uncle's arms.

"Wow, that's quite ambitious. This younger brother is really great."

Jia She quickly held Jia Zhu, who was wriggling in his arms, and said.

"Jia Zhu, sit properly, where's your manners!"

Jia Zheng looked at the commotioning Jia Zhu and spoke in a more serious tone.

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhu immediately sat obediently in her uncle's lap.

"Don't listen to your father. Children should be lively. Come on, your uncle will take you to see your brother Jia Hu."

"Brother, you..." Jia Zheng sighed and then asked, "Is Hu'er awake?"

"She's still asleep, but we need to wake her up. She needs to take her medicine."

As Jia She spoke, he carried Jia Zhu towards the room.

When we arrived at the door, we asked the maid guarding the entrance:

"Is the old lady awake? Are Madam and Hu'er awake?"

"The old lady and the madam have just woken up, but the eldest young master is still asleep."

Hearing that his mother and wife were awake, Jia She led Jia Zheng and Jia Zhu into the house.

"Greetings to my mother (grandmother)."

"Come, come, sit down quickly, Zheng'er and Zhu'er, come over here."

Jia Zhu sat down next to Grandmother Jia, who put her arm around him and asked, "Have you told the East Mansion about Hu'er's matter?"

"Not yet. I felt that the matter had not been investigated clearly, so I did not disturb the East Mansion."

Jia She said.

"Yes, that's right. There's something fishy about this. If we go and tell them, I'm afraid word will leak out."

Grandmother Jia nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Zhang, who was inside the house, heard the noise outside and realized that Grandmother Jia had arrived. She quickly came out and said:

"I apologize for my rudeness in not knowing of your arrival, Mother."

"Come, come, sit down quickly. You're pregnant now. How can an old woman like me have so many formalities?"

Grandmother Jia said with a smile.

Zhang smiled and was helped to a chair by the maid.

"Is Hu'er awake?"

"Grandmother Jia asked."

"She's still asleep, sleeping soundly."

Zhang spoke of Jia Hu with a face full of tenderness.

"She's been sleeping for so long, it's time to wake her up. Otherwise, she might miss her medicine."

"That's what Grandmother Jia said."

“Mother is right.” Zhang said, getting up to call Jia Hu.

"Sit down quickly and let She'er go."

When Grandmother Jia saw her get up, she quickly stopped her.

After Jia She got up, he went into the room and called Jia Hu to get up.

After receiving the memories, Jia Hu was still a little dazed and was about to open his eyes when he felt someone gently pat him and call out, "Hu'er, Hu'er, it's time to get up."

Feeling the deep affection in the visitor's voice, Jia Hu almost burst into tears.

This was originally his father, the father he hadn't seen for 20 years.

I was just a child back then, and I only have a vague memory of my father.

Seeing the little one open his eyes and look like he was about to cry again, Jia Hu quickly asked:

"Hu'er, is there still anything that's bothering you?"

Jia Hu blinked hard, forcing back her tears. She thought to herself that she was already 20 years old, how could she cry like this? Being able to live another life was already a blessing, and she should cherish it. How could she let her father worry about her?

Jia Hu tried his best to imitate the way he remembered it and said:

"Hu'er is alright, I'm sorry to have worried your father."

"You silly child, why are you being so polite with your father?"

Jia She reached out and picked up Jia Hu, then had a maid dress him and said:

"Hu'er, your grandmother, your second uncle, and your little brother Zhu'er have arrived."

Jia Hu tried hard to recall memories of his grandmother, second uncle, and younger brother, but he couldn't remember much. It must have been too long ago, and a child's memory is limited; most things were unclear. He only remembered his grandmother as a cheerful and lively person who was very kind to him; his few memories were of her holding him and laughing happily. His younger brother, as he remembered him, was small and soft, always calling him "brother," and was incredibly cute. While trying to organize his memories, still feeling a little uneasy, he was carried into the living room.

"Oh dear, my little Hu'er! You've scared your grandmother to death."

As soon as Jia Hu entered the hall, he was embraced by a middle-aged woman who called him her darling and precious treasure.

Jia Hu's face immediately turned red. Having grown up in an orphanage, she had never been hugged so intimately before. Feeling the overflowing love from her grandmother, Jia Hu's nose tingled, and she almost burst into tears again. Jia Hu quickly changed her mind, not wanting to shed tears in front of so many people, that would be too embarrassing!

As Jia Hu was lost in thought, he felt that his grandmother was still holding him tightly.