Grandma thought for a moment: "About five years old? It's a bit too old..."
Grandma rubbed JANE's face with her hand and looked at Jing Jiaren again.
Looking at her eyes, it's like looking at Jane when she was young.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips. Miss JANE not only has Portuguese and French ancestry, but also some Chinese ancestry. She must have inherited it from her ancestors.
Her face is very deep, but because her hair and eyes are black, she is a very beautiful Chinese-Western mixed race.
If Jing Jiaren is the child of Master Dong Gong and Jing’s mother, then Jing Jiaren also has some Western blood...
No wonder her facial chakras are particularly deep.
As for Jing's mother, her face is more oriental and not so three-dimensional.
This is also the reason why Jing Jiaren and Miss JANE are more similar?
Jing's mother lacks that aristocratic temperament.
Suddenly, the sofa beside her sank, and Leng Lintian sat down next to her, placing one hand naturally on her shoulder.
Jing Jiaren was not used to it and wanted to distance herself from him, but because her grandmother was there, she had to endure it.
However, Leng Lintian took the opportunity to lean over and hit her shoulder with his chin. The man's hot breath came over her: "What are you looking at?"
Jing Jiaren squeezed the photo uncomfortably and said, "Leng Lintian, how old are you now?"
Leng Lintian looked at the photo with deep eyes and shook his head: "I forgot."
By the way, he hasn't recovered his memory yet.
"Does grandma know about mother?" Jing Jiaren asked with interest.
Grandma smiled and said, "You are particularly interested in her."
"Maybe because we look very similar?"
"If the time went back more than 20 years, I would have thought that it was her who came back..." Grandma shook her head and smiled, "Actually, there are still many differences between you."
"How much does grandma know about mother's affairs?" Jing Jiaren then went around for a long time, but couldn't get to the point.
The man's magnetic voice sounded in her ears: "You can ask me for help."
Jing Jiaren was speechless and could only stare at him with pleading eyes. What could he do?
Leng Lintian patted Jing Jiaren on the shoulder and asked directly: "Grandma, does my mother have anything special left for you to keep?"
"No."
"Think about it carefully..." Leng Lintian asked again, "Where does she usually like to pack her things?"
"Why, are you coming back this time because of JANE?"
"Grandma, think about it carefully." Leng Lintian stared at her seriously, "She has the habit of writing a diary. Where are her diaries kept?"
"Go and look in the room. What happened?"
"It's okay. It's getting late. Wife, go to bed early and get up early. You'll be in good health." Leng Lintian took the opportunity to stroke her hair affectionately again.
The intimacy between the two made the grandmother smile, looking very happy.
Grandma took them to Miss Jane's room. Before leaving, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Jane did bring a box when she came back that time."
"Box? What kind of box?"
"She was very secretive, and I didn't see it clearly... Later she took the box to the jujube forest." Grandma recalled with all her strength.
Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian looked at each other: "Where is the red date forest?"
"It's not far. You guys go to bed early today and I'll take you there tomorrow."
"Thank you grandma!"
Grandma looked particularly energetic today. She bent down, caressed Jing Jiaren's belly and said good night to her baby.