Liu Mei had given it to her daughter-in-law on the day Zhang Yang got married.
It was unassuming, and no one in the Cheng Family recognized it, so nobody paid the bracelet much attention.
But Liu Mei knew its value, and now Zhang Yang did too.
No matter how hard things had been for Liu Mei and Zhang Yang, they had never sold the bracelet. She had kept it until today, when it passed into Cheng Dongxue's hands.
Cheng Dongxue had never thought much of it. She didn't know what it was and assumed it wasn't worth much. On their wedding day, Yang Su had even thought it was fake.
"It's real, and it's worth a lot. Take good care of it. It's Mom's gift to you."
Zhang Yang knew what he was looking at now, so he couldn't be mistaken. Cheng Dongxue couldn't help marveling at how sincerely Liu Mei cared for her daughter-in-law. She had given her the best thing she owned.
"Do you know where this bracelet came from?"
Cheng Dongxue grew more curious. How could a farm woman from Long'ao own such valuable jadeite jewelry? And though life had been lean, Liu Mei had never struggled to feed herself and Zhang Yang. Even when other families ate nothing but greens day after day, she could still put meat on the table for him.
Looking back, Zhang Yang hadn't suffered much in Long'ao. Compared with other children his age, he had practically lived like a landlord's son.
Zhang Yang himself had once wondered about it. The vegetables Liu Mei grew couldn't have supported their household, especially with the considerable expense of his schooling.
Liu Mei had never borrowed money, yet they had managed well enough. Naturally, some people suspected a man was visiting the widow at night.