The old lady took care of Lu Jinnian until he graduated from high school and went to Hangzhou. However, at the time, Lu Jinnian couldn't afford a house, so when he returned to Beijing during his university break, he would still stay with the old lady.
Later on, Lu Jinnian's life got better and better, and the old lady also got better and better. However, in the past two years, the old lady was a little muddle-headed, and her words were a little incoherent.
Lu Jinnian was busy with work, so he couldn't take care of the old lady all the time. The old lady was healthy, so staying in a nursing home or hospital might cause problems, so Lu Jinnian spent money to hire the middle-aged woman to take care of the old lady.
Qiao Anhao accompanied the old lady back to her place, and the old lady couldn't wait to rush into the room. She rummaged through the drawers for a long time, then came back with a very small two-inch photo. She raised it in front of Qiao Anhao and said, "Look, you still say you're not Jinnian's little wife, but this is clearly you."
The old lady was holding an ID photo in her hand. It looked like it was from a long time ago. Qiao Anhao had her hair in two braids and was wearing a school uniform. She smiled sweetly and her face looked a little young, but it was easy to recognize her.
The middle-aged woman looked at the photo, and exclaimed in surprise, "Eh, Miss, it really is you."
"Of course, how could I not recognize our Jinnian's wife? Jinnian told me that the person in this photo is the one he's going to marry. " The old lady pressed the photo to her chest like it was a treasure, and glared at Qiao Anhao. "What else do you have to say?"
Qiao Anhao and the middle-aged woman understood from the old lady's baffling words that Lu Jinnian had collected the photo, and that he had told her that he liked the person in the photo. The old lady had seen Qiao Anhao that night, and recognized her as the person in the photo. She insisted that she was Lu Jinnian's wife.
It was already very late, and the old lady was already in a daze, so there was no point in continuing to argue. The middle-aged woman went along with the old lady, and as though she was coaxing a child, she said obediently, "Yes, yes, yes, Mrs. Lu, this is Mr. Lu's wife. But it's getting late, Mrs. Lu, we need to rest."
Satisfied, the old lady followed the middle-aged woman's words into the bedroom.
But before going to bed, the old lady first hid Qiao Anhao's photo in the cabinet like it was a treasure.
The middle-aged woman didn't stop the old lady, allowing her to do as she pleased. She turned around and apologized for what she had just said. "I'm sorry, Miss, I had no choice but to comfort the old lady."
"It's okay." Qiao Anhao smiled, then asked, "When does Lu Jinnian usually come over to visit grandma?"
"Mr. Lu used to come on Wednesdays, but he hasn't been here for almost four months now. Otherwise, Old Madam wouldn't have gone out alone. She just misses him so much."
Qiao Anhao originally thought that she had hope of finding him, but she never expected to hear such an answer. Instantly, she felt a little disappointed. "Is that so..."
"You two idiots, today is New Year's Eve, Jinnian must be at her mother's." The old lady closed the cabinet and mumbled, "He's at the cemetery in the western suburbs. Every year, he spends New Year's with his mother..."
Before the old lady could finish, Qiao Anhao suddenly turned around and ran towards the door. Halfway there, she realized that she didn't drive, so she went back to grab the car keys on the table. "Let me borrow it, I'll return it tomorrow." Without waiting for the middle-aged woman's reply, she disappeared.
Qiao Anhao got into the car, entered the navigation, and drove straight to the cemetery in the western suburbs. She didn't know the exact location of Lu Jinnian's mother's gravestone, so she stopped the car at the foot of the mountain and looked for the gravestone one by one.
The graveyard was quiet, and the cold wind made her heart feel cold.
Qiao Anhao was so scared that her whole body was trembling, but she still gathered her courage and walked up.
When Qiao Anhao was halfway up the mountain, she finally saw a person standing in front of a gravestone.
With the light from the lamp beside the gravestone, Qiao Anhao could clearly tell that it was Lu Jinnian.
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