Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 423 Blackening the School Grass (25)

"Right away." Jiang Huai responded to An Wan while speeding up his movements.

"How soon?"

"Are you chiseling the wall? I hear something."

"En." Jiang Huai continued to speed up his movements while responding.

"Do you need help?"

Suddenly, a familiar sweet female voice sounded beside his ears, and the warm breath sprayed straight between his sensitive earlobe and neck.

Jiang Huai was taken aback: "Why did you come in? Didn't you say you couldn't come in?"

"Who told you to dawdle like that." An Wan said impatiently.

Saying that, An Wan glanced at the red brick under Jiang Huai's hands, and frowned slightly: "It's just such a broken brick that you've been working on for so long.

Jianghuai: "..."

"Get up, I'll come." An Wan said.

"No need, I'll be fine soon..."

Before Jiang Huai could finish speaking, An Wan directly pulled him up vigorously. She squatted down and took out a sharp and small Swiss Army knife from nowhere.

Aiming at the gaps around the red bricks, and "brushing" a few times, the whole piece of red brick was completely pried off by An Wan.

Jianghuai: "..."

"Is it this iron box?" An Wan asked when she took out the thing behind the red brick.

"Ah."

After receiving the iron box, Jiang Huai immediately grabbed An Wan's hand and led her out.

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" An Wan asked.

"The air here is not good, let's go out first." Jiang Huai said.

Hearing this, the corners of An Wan's lips rose unconsciously.

Outside the thatched cottage, under the direct sunlight, Jiang Huai opened the iron box in his hand under An Wan's eager gaze.

Inside the iron box was an old letter and a pocket watch that looked old.

"Is this a family heirloom left to you by Mrs. Jiang?" An Wan asked.

Jiang Huai didn't speak, but opened the letter.

Seeing this, An Wan quickly leaned forward and poked her head to read the letter.

The letter was written by Mrs. Jiang...

She told Jiang Huai not to be sad, not to be sad, saying that Father Jiang had a reason for treating him like that.

"You really are not a child of the Jiang family..." An Wan said after reading the contents of the letter quickly.

"Mrs. Jiang said that this pocket watch contains your life experience..." An Wan opened the pocket watch while speaking.

As soon as the pocket watch was opened, a thumb-sized photo that also looked old appeared in the sunlight.

An Wan and Jiang Huai looked at it almost at the same time...

The photo shows a young couple with a baby in their arms.

The woman in the photo is very beautiful, very temperamental, and looks very friendly, making people want to get close.

The man in the photo... has a face exactly like Jiang Huai's.

The same delicate and handsome facial features, the same slender body, the only difference is that Jiang Huai looks much younger.

The man in the photo looked more charismatic and courageous, with his straight standing posture and sharp phoenix eyes, he could tell he came from the army at a glance.

"It seems that your life experience should not be simple..." An Wan said.

Jiang Huai looked at the letter, pocket watch and the photo in his hand with a complicated expression. He looked at the thatched cottage not far away and murmured.

"Grandma said before she died, if one day I want to leave here forever, let me pry open that brick, take out the iron box inside and take it away."

"It seems that Mrs. Jiang has long expected that you will leave one day."

"But it's true, as far as the virtue of her gambling son is concerned, a normal person can't stand it."

(End of this chapter)