Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Isn’t the Ancestor Still Foolish?
For Zhang Meijuan, the Maneki-neko was the last gift her husband had left her, and now she relied on it almost entirely, taking it with her wherever she went.
As if her husband was always by her side.
“But this object, it’s not yours,” Jiangli said after a moment’s silence, his tone low.
Zhang Meijuan looked up at her blankly, “What does the Abbot mean by that?”
“It’s mine.” Jiangli frowned slightly, “I don’t know how to explain it to you, but it has my aura on it.”
Zhang Meijuan was stunned, not understanding at all what Jiangli was saying.
In her eyes, the Abbot always spoke in strange ways.
This was clearly brought back by her husband for her.
Before returning, her husband had video called her, saying he had brought a gift back for her.
That’s how she knew that the Maneki-neko was the gift prepared by her husband.
But how had it become Jiangli’s now?
They clearly did not know Jiangli before, and had no ties with her.
“Abbot, I, I don’t understand what you’re saying,” Zhang Meijuan said, looking at Jiangli with a wary eye, suddenly feeling a hint of panic.
Seeing this, Jiangli said indifferently, “Forget it, if you want to keep it then keep it. However, do you know where this Maneki-neko was bought?”
Zhang Meijuan’s heart was still tense as she replied softly, “I, I heard my husband mention that it was bought in a store in S City, but I don’t know which specific store. Abbot, do you very much?”
Jiangli’s gaze fell on the Maneki-neko in her hand; she had never seen this model before, nor could she be said to like it.
But at the first glance of this Maneki-neko, she had felt a familiar aura.
A sense that this Maneki-neko should belong to her.
However, this feeling was strange.
Jiangli did not explain, but simply nodded perfunctorily.
Zhang Meijuan looked at the Maneki-neko in her hand and after hesitating for a moment, she said, “Abbot, how about this—if you can really find the driver responsible for my husband’s death, I’ll give you this Maneki-neko.”
As long as the hit-and-run driver could be found, so her husband could rest in peace, it would be a form of comfort.
Zhang Meijuan would then be able to let go.
Upon hearing this, Jiangli readily agreed, “Okay, we’ll set off now.”
Zhang Meijuan, her heart lifted, nodded slightly excitedly and followed Jiangli out.
Zhang Meijuan had driven herself there, parking outside Jiaoyang Temple.
Getting into the car, Jiangli glanced at the gate of Jiaoyang Temple and remembered to call Xia Xin to explain the situation.
Xia Xin had just arrived at Shuaishuai’s home and, upon hearing Jiangli’s call, asked anxiously, “Ancestor, are you okay going out alone?”
He was afraid that Jiangli, on her own, would run into various troubles.
Jiangli clicked her tongue, “Do you think I’m stupid? Besides, I’m not alone.”
Xia Xin thought to himself, isn’t the Ancestor naive in modern life?
But he didn’t have the guts to say that out loud.
Thinking that with someone accompanying Jiangli, there probably wouldn’t be any major issues, at most there would be some misunderstandings or jokes.
In today’s world, the likelihood of someone being able to harm Jiangli was probably non-existent.
With this thought, Xia Xin temporarily set his mind at ease, “Alright, Ancestor, get in touch with me if you need anything.”
Jiangli agreed, and then hung up the call.
Zhang Meijuan had already started the car and was heading towards the location of Qiang Hongtao’s car accident.
Jiangli sat in the back seat, scrutinizing Zhang Meijuan’s car.
Though she was no expert, she could tell that Zhang Meijuan’s car was not as good as Boss Cao’s.
She clicked her tongue inwardly but showed no outward reaction.