After a while, she asked: "Have you and Mu Yuan been to the bank? You can't open it without the key, right?"

"There is a password." Ji Changmu told her, "I happened to guess it right. Mom, aren't you curious about the password that your father set?"

Yang Shuzheng shook her head gently: "Actually, I'm not that curious. Since he didn't tell me this, he naturally has his own ideas. He and I have always trusted each other."

"The password is the date when you received your marriage certificate, which was reorganized after being slightly out of order. It's a little difficult, but within the range of guessing." Ji Changmu took her hand and wrote the number on her hand, "Mom, in the future

If you go to Switzerland, you can take a look at the things in the cabinet. Dad is a very interesting and gentle man, and he has hidden many beautiful memories and times in the cabinet."

After Yang Shuzheng was slightly surprised, her eyes filled with tears.

She always knew that Ji Donghuai was a very good husband.

Ji Changmu smiled: "At first, I tried my date of birth, but then I thought about it and realized that children are probably accidents, and parents are true love."

"Father has the habit of writing diaries. There are many diaries in the cabinet. Maybe you will like them."

"If I want to take those things out, I can always ask someone to come and get them."

"Oh, by the way, my father also kept some of the family heirlooms in the cabinet. He didn't hide it from you on purpose. It's just that it wasn't time to take it out yet. He originally wanted to wait for me to take it out when I got married and give part of it to his son.

Wife, give me part of it."

"Don't worry, I will give all these things to A Yuan."

Ji Changmu talked a lot about the safe.

Yang Shuzheng's throat was sore, her nose was sore, and she couldn't say a word. All she could think about was Ji Donghuai.

Ji Donghuai was the person she loved deeply. She thought they would be happy forever and grow old together.

Things are unpredictable.

Ji Changmu also remained silent after he finished speaking. Over the years, he knew that it was not easy for his mother.

The car soon drove to the courtyard of the house.

Ji Changmu pushed open the door to the living room and saw Qiao Muyuan awake, sitting on the sofa in pajamas, waiting for him.

The little girl rested her chin in her hands, as if she was in a daze, neither watching TV nor talking to anyone, and she seemed not to wake up.

When she heard the noise, she raised her head and saw Ji Changmu and Yang Shuzheng.

"Aunt Yang." She stood up and said hello.

"Mu Yuan." Yang Shuzheng was very happy as soon as she saw her. She put away the emotions in the car and walked over to hold her hand. "Just now, Chang Mu said that you were sleeping. I was still thinking about waiting until tomorrow."

Only then can I see you.”

"He didn't wake me up either." Qiao Muyuan said angrily.

Ji Changmu smiled: "I'm not afraid of disturbing you."

Yang Shuzheng said to Ji Changmu: "Go and pour Mu Yuan a cup of tea and bring a plate of fruit."

"good."

Yang Shuzheng took Qiao Muyuan's hand and sat down. When they met, they had a lot to say.

But thousands of words were eventually turned into understatement.

Yang Shuzheng was sensible and didn't ask questions that she shouldn't have asked, such as last year.

It was Qiao Muyuan who took the initiative to mention it: "Auntie, you said before that you knitted a lot of children's scarves and hats when you had nothing to do at home? I remember that auntie's craftsmanship is very good."

"If you want to see it, I'll show it to you. They're all still there, accumulating more and more."

Qiao Muyuan nodded.

Yang Shuzheng went to the storage room and quickly took out a small suitcase.
Chapter completed!