My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Look Around Carefully

Before she knew it, it was nighttime.

Since Bernard had left, there was no one to keep an eye on the

old house. Lucille did not hesitate. Under the cover of the

night, she snuck in.

She had come in a hurry last time, so she didn't look around carefully.

This time, Lucille went straight to the room on the second. floor, groping around.

After searching for a while, she still didn't find anything.

Lucille could not help heaving a long sigh.

The layout of the old house was almost the same as what she remembered, and all the decorations had not changed. It was just that her grandmother used to have some of her childhood photos on the table before, but the photos were missing right then. Someone must have put them away.

Taking a casual glance, Lucille was suddenly stunned.

That's right.

Where were her photos?

Lucille got up and rummaged through the photos. She found that all of her grandparents' photos were still there, except for her childhood pictures.

Who had taken them?

She frowned and sat on the small bed in frustration.

Next to the bed frame, there was smiling, dusty little doll. The color of its body had faded, and its furry cloth had already.

begun to rot, revealing the white cotton inside.

That was the doll she used to hug to sleep as a child.

Lucille casually picked it up and gently patted the dust off it.

Thud!

A key fell out of the cotton.

Lucille was stunned for a moment and immediately picked it up to have a look. There was an address pasted on the key, which led to the most prosperous street in Shein City! In addition to that, there was another sentence on the back of the key.

It read: "Go. This is the gift I've worked so hard to prepare for you, Bobo."

The handwriting was beautiful and elegant. Lucille recognized it at a glance. It was how her grandmother used to write!

key tightly

didn't expect that it would be hidden in a tattered doll. No wonder Bernard had

left her a key, and why the address

came to her mind,

an answer.

the old house. Pretending that she had just come back from outside, she stepped into the door of Madam Grant's house. Nobody would have thought that Joseph was in the courtyard, staring at

a beat when she

subtle snooping around in the old house next door. Joseph hadn't noticed, had

Bobo, the moon is quite

you want to go?" she

tugged at the corner of Joseph's lips as he stared fixedly

amorous eyes.

for a moment and

side by side, stepping out of the courtyard and walking

that night. The

the stars in the sky were

wharfully

quiet, and even

of the path, there was an

wishes. The red cloth was fluttering in the wind. Some were bright, and some had

sudden, Joseph's interest was piqued. He side-eyed her and

Specially Placed

"Do you

said as a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed

there was not only a pen under the ancient tree but also a small square table. It must have been specially placed by the local villagers

interested in this."

no one had heard her even after

so many times?

he picked up his pen and started writing

curious and couldn't help but sneak a

Joseph immediately covered it with

"So petty."

She walked to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish written by someone else on a

"I didn't do well in my exam. I hope I don't get beaten up when I go

"I hope that we can gw old together, get married, have children, and live a

"I hope this year's harvest is good, and

are safe and sound."

were all wonderful

head, lost in

over her head and tied the red cloth to the high

was because Joseph had deliberately tied the side of

for her to be curious. The more

more she wanted to find