The Young Matriarch-Chapter 399 - 399 Is that... the Ancestor

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: Is that… the Ancestor? Chapter 399 -399: Is that… the Ancestor? The old lady’s surname was He, named Sulan, and she had a kind and benevolent appearance. She lived in Zhongzhou and was the current Family Head of the well-known He Family in Zhongzhou.

Nowadays, the majority of the Family Heads of the eight great families are old men and women, and young people like Qi Mo are few and far between.

Old Madam He genuinely cared for Qi Mo, the child who lost his parents two years earlier and had to take on the heavy responsibility of the Qi Family, so she usually took extra care of him.

Thus, Old Madam He was clearer about what kind of person the child was compared to other Family Heads.

He seemed gentle and kind to others, but in reality, he never interfered with matters that were unrelated to him.

Hadn’t there been whispers that he had already clashed with someone from the Tang Family several times? That didn’t seem like Qi Mo’s style.

Qi Mo smiled helplessly, “Old Madam He, what could I possibly hide from you all?”

The patriarch had not allowed him to tell the other Family Heads, so naturally, he couldn’t say anything.

The patriarch also wanted to avoid trouble, as these Family Heads were rather laid-back about their health, the only thing the elderly didn’t love was losing face. If they all knew the patriarch had descended from the mountain, they would certainly make a big fuss.

Old Madam He shook her head, “Little Qi, you haven’t been completely honest with Grandma He. Ah, back when you first took over the Qi Family, it was I who made a special trip from Zhongzhou to give you guidance. Now, the young people have grown up….”

Qi Mo felt somewhat helpless; he knew why Old Madam He said this on purpose, but…

After pondering for a moment, Qi Mo only said, “Grandma He, the He Family runs an antique business, and I’ve heard that your granddaughter is about to get engaged to a gentleman who is also in the antique business? It seems archaelogy has been quite popular lately.”

Archaeology? Popular?

Old Madam He was somewhat unable to understand Qi Mo’s words; in her memory, archaeology was never considered popular, was it?

Qi Mo smiled faintly, “I have other work to complete, I’ll chat with you another day.”

After the phone call ended, Old Madam He became increasingly curious. She picked up her reading glasses from the side, put them on, and slowly took the iPad her granddaughter bought for her. She typed in the word “archaeology” using the on-screen keyboard.

She clicked search, and a series of archaeology-related information instantly appeared.

At the top was the latest news related to archaeology.

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For example, a tomb belonging to an Emperor was found with a robbery hole in the south of Haicheng, and archaeology experts are preparing to mount an emergency excavation and protection effort.

The old lady was not interested in that but noticed the latest news item—

“Science Top Scorer of College Entrance Examination Chooses Archaeology at Imperial Capital University, Stuns Internet Users; Imperial University Officially Responds.”

He Sulan clicked in to have a look; it was a live news report.

This year’s top science scorer of the college entrance examination ended up drawing the archaeology major in a live broadcast and thus enrolled in that field, stunning internet users!

Netizens left comments claiming she had chosen the wrong major, asserting that the field of archaeology had no financial prospects, and the girl was surely going to regret it.

Old Madam He found it amusing and couldn’t help but want to laugh.

Financial prospects?

No matter the major, once one’s abilities reached the top level of their field, the financial prospects were limitless.

Imperial Capital University’s archaeology department responded, “We welcome Bai Chuwei to join us, and Imperial University has sent out the first admission letter to Bai.”

Old Madam He’s smile slightly stiffened as her somewhat murky eyes stared at the five words “student Bai Chuwei” written on the screen.

Old Madam He scrolled down, and at the end of the news report was a photo taken during an interview with Bai Chuwei.

In an instant, Old Madam He’s hand trembled, and the iPad fell to the ground, the screen shattering.

Was that… the patriarch?