Jiang Nanxi walked into the building. Although Jiang Song had re-adjusted the home according to the layout of the Jiang family more than ten years ago, Jiang Nanxi could no longer find the home he had when he was a boy.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the staircase made of rosewood, which is still strong and heavy, and the handrails have been polished bright and moist.

She walked up the stairs to the second floor. On the left side of the stairs was her parents' bedroom, the first one on the right was her brother's bedroom, and the second room was her former room.

She pushed open her brother's room and was instantly attracted by the photos on the wall.

There is a big picture in the middle, which is a group photo of a family of four before mom and dad got divorced.

It seems that it was taken on Jiang Nanxi's birthday. She was wearing a crown on her head and smiling like a little fool.

My brother was still very immature and young at that time, but he was still handsome.

Dad is also burly, with plump muscles on his face, shining brightly, and a bright smile.

This has always been the image of her father in Jiang Nanxi's heart. But when she saw him again, his father was still as sick and old as before.

My mother was very young and beautiful at that time, with a happy and gentle smile on her face.

Jiang Nanxi's nose suddenly became sore and tears fell down.

"Mom, Dad left. Did you ever see each other underground? He said before he died that he really regretted it!"

Jiang Nanxi wiped away her tears and looked at the photos on the wall. They were all of her brother.

He seems to be commemorating his growth, with the year marked on almost every photo.

When Jiang Nanxi looked at these photos, it was as if she was watching her brother grow up. From a young boy to a man who was upright and upright.

Jiang Nanxi is very pleased that she and her brother have experienced changes in life, and neither of them has grown crooked.

She arrived in her room, and when she saw her mottled desk, she blushed instantly.

The desk was covered with photos of a certain male star.

She was really crazy about chasing stars at that time. She chased his magazines, his albums, and the movies and TV series he made. She made various online rankings for that star every day, which was what she had to do when she got home from school.

First thing.

The great changes in her life made her suddenly forget about that big star and never think about it again!

What made her blush even more was that there was a storage box on the desk, which contained her half-made doll, nondescript paintings, and that childish handiwork.

She raised her forehead, and she didn't know why she kept these things. Is it just to prove that she has no artistic talent at all?

She opened the closet, which was still full of clothes, including princess dresses, miniskirts, pink dresses, coats, scarves, hats...

Jiang Nanxi was funny and proud. At that time, she was a real little public servant.

It's just that she can't wear these things anymore, so why should she keep them?

There are rooms on the third and first floors, and Joey chose a suite on the first floor to use as his bedroom and study room.

That study room once belonged to Jiang Huai.

Qiao Tianyu chose a room on the third floor.

After choosing a room, Joey settled down and put all his things away.

At noon, the three of them stayed at Jiang's house for lunch.

There were two middle-aged women in the kitchen. Jiang Song said that all the original servants had resigned, including Sister Su. These two were newly recruited, one with the surname of Liu and the other with the surname of Hao.

Their cooking tasted pretty good, so Jiang Nanxi left them to take care of Joey and Xu Qiaoqiao's lives.

Joey said: "Nan Xi, I am so lucky to know you. I have lived a wealthy life with nothing to work for!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled and said: "From now on, you are the master of this place. You are welcome. You should talk about it and take care of it."

Joey nodded: "Although I am a guest, I won't be polite!"


Chapter completed!