Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1124: Unraveling the Mystery

Once she wrapped up her tasks there, Xinyan headed directly to the Gu Mansion.

The clans that targeted the Gu Family in the past have completely fallen silent this time around. Fearing they’d get dragged in, those distant relatives fled overseas or relocated elsewhere.

Gu Wanqing worried the elderly pair might feel isolated, so now the whole family lingers a lot at the Gu Mansion.

The location suits Han Jingchen and Gu Wanqing’s workplaces perfectly, while Little Junjun keeps the old folks amused. They stay bustling daily and relish every moment.

Xinyan drops by for meals whenever she’s free.

Concerned about wearing out the elders and wary of trouble from surviving foes of those families, Han Jingchen—given the vast Gu Mansion—brought in chefs, daily cleaners, and guards to live there.

The moment Xinyan stepped into the yard, a tempting fragrance hit her, and she called to her grandpa pruning the blooms: "Grandpa, what’s cooking in the kitchen that smells so good?"

Mr. Gu cared little for food and grinned at his granddaughter: "You’ve got your grandpa stumped, but dinner will show us soon enough."

As his granddaughter drew near, he asked on: "No motorcycle ride today?"

Xinyan blushed a little and replied, "I didn’t want the neighbors thinking I’m some delinquent girl."

Her words sparked laughter from both grandfather and granddaughter.

The tale behind this started a few days back.

This neighborhood housed folks of high standing, and one day Xinyan zoomed home on her motorcycle, bumping into relatives visiting the neighbors.

A mother and daughter among them—maybe out of envy or plain dislike—began scolding Xinyan.

They lectured that a girl ought to watch her reputation.

The remarks were short, and the neighbor hauled them off fast, but with so few women riding motorcycles back then, Xinyan quit bringing hers here to dodge rumors.

The Gu elders fiercely shielded their granddaughter, and recalling how those women’s words scared her off the bike irked them deeply.

On this issue, neighbors even came with gifts to say sorry. It wasn’t their doing, so the Gu Family held no grudge, yet with those women as kin, ties between the households cooled off.

With dinner not quite ready, Xinyan led Mr. Gu into the study.

Mr. Gu sensed his granddaughter had words to share: "Speak up, what’s on your mind?"

Xinyan served water for herself and her grandfather, then took a seat: "Grandpa, the Jade Pendant from your old follower Liang Dahai and the one you gave me—they match as a pair and fit together.

Back when those family troubles dragged on, I held off so as not to distract you, but today I brought both Jade Pendants for you to check for anything odd?"

Mr. Gu had heard about it from his daughter Gu Wanqing earlier, yet recent chaos left no time to probe deeper.

From his granddaughter’s palm, he grasped the two Jade Pendants and fitted them swiftly. The revealed pattern sparked a memory in his mind.

All at once, his face grew solemn.

Xinyan noted her grandfather’s shifting look and held back, letting him stay quiet.

Her mother Gu Wanqing knew zilch about these two Jade Pendants’ roots, leaving grandpa as her sole shot at cracking the puzzle.

Xinyan was convinced Old Master Gu had good cause to demand Liang Dahai return the Jade Pendant to the main branch before his death.

Mr. Gu eyed the fitted Jade Pendants, then abruptly stood and made for the bedroom.

Some time later, he unearthed a book from the bags they’d hauled here ages ago.

He dashed back to the study, set out paper and pen, then paged through the book, matching the Jade Pendant’s phonetic marks.

Right as Han Jingchen and Gu Wanqing’s voices drifted in from outside, Mr. Gu flung the pen down in excitement: "Found it, found it—it’s real after all!"

Xinyan asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what exactly did you find?"

Mr. Gu jumped up beaming: "Hurry, fetch your parents and grandma to the study—I’ve got big news to share."

Gu Wanqing had scooped up her son when her daughter appeared.

Before she could utter a word, Xinyan spoke: "Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa calls you to the study—he’s got something for everyone."

Old Madam Gu, Tao Shuqing, frowned slightly: "Why not wait till after dinner? You know your mom can’t stand being hungry."

At that, restless Mr. Gu poked his head out: "You’re spot on, I lost my head; food first, talk after."

Old Madam Gu shot her husband a glare: "Always popping up with random ideas, out to rob Junjun of his milk, huh?"

Gu Wanqing had felt a twinge of warmth, figuring her mom fretted over her.

But no—it was all for Han Chaojun’s grub.

She turned to Han Jingchen beside her; he gently stroked her hair and murmured: "My dear, we can’t beat our son at this—we’d lose anyway. From now on, I’ll spoil only you."

His words instantly reddened Gu Wanqing’s cheeks.

Xinyan caught the pair murmuring sweetly despite their years, coughed softly, and declared: "I’ve been dying for food forever."

She lifted brother Han Chaojun from Gu Wanqing’s arms: "Big sis will whisk you off—we’re just in the way here."

Old Madam Gu, Tao Shuqing, burst out laughing: "You cheeky imp."

With those words, she scurried after them.

Mr. Gu cleared his throat: "Come on, come on—to the table, let’s eat!"