Chapter 39

For the sake of long-term development, Kuang Yi and Kuang Yi had a little discussion, but they didn't rush to spend money. Instead, they put the money they earned in the first month into the purchase of high-quality goods.

The original one yuan bottle of mineral water is now replaced by at least two yuan. There is even Tianshan ice spring worth five yuan in Northwest China, and a natural mineral water worth ten yuan in a province in Southeast China.

Such improvements are slowly changing.

Finally, the National Day holiday arrived. All the students from Yangcheng and the surrounding counties went home happily.

Kuang Yiyi takes his bag with him and rushes to Yangcheng bus station to buy a ticket to his hometown.

Kuang Yi's hometown is Zhangjiazhuang, a small mountain village in the neighboring province two hours away from Yangcheng city. Most people here take Zhang as their surname.

Kuang Yiyi's grandfather's family is in the northeast corner of this small mountain village. There are only two families here. Besides Kuang's family, there is another family named Ye.

In the past, I heard from my grandfather that the two families in the northeast corner moved in later, and basically had nothing to do with the people in the village.

Later, the family of Yexing didn't know where to move and disappeared in a few years.

Grandfather's tomb is on a hillside behind Kuang's old house.

Kuang Yi got on the coach. After an hour's journey, there was no smooth asphalt road.

After driving for more than an hour, the car finally stopped at the intersection outside zhangjiacun.

Kuang Yiyi had been ready for a long time and put on a pair of sports shoes. At this time, she was passing a path outside the village and went straight to Kuang's old house.

Soon Kuang Yi came to the door of the old house. Kuang Yi looked at some dilapidated houses and couldn't help sighing.

Since her grandfather died, she would come back almost once a year. The dilapidated house has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are signs of collapse.

Creaky to push open the old wooden door, Kuang Yi step in.

To Kuang Yi's surprise, the room is not as full of dust and cobwebs as she thought. Instead, it looks clean and tidy, as if someone had just cleaned it not long ago.

Kuang Yiyi turns to go out and looks at the direction of the night home not far from the side. He doesn't find anyone.

Who would have cleaned this?

Kuang Yi puts down his doubts and decides to go to his grandfather's grave first.

I had the Yuanbao candle ready before I came here, but I didn't need to buy any more. Kuang Yiyi closed the door and went to the hillside behind the house.

When the tomb appeared in the sight, Kuang Yi's eyes couldn't help shrinking.

Because she found that her grandfather's tomb seemed much higher than usual.

After walking quickly, Kuang Yi saw that a lot of new earth had been added to the tomb, and there was a pile of paper money on it.

More than that, there was a pile of burnt out ashes in front of the tombstone, which was obviously worshipped.

Kuang Yi couldn't help but wonder who it would be?

Anyway, it must not be her father Kuang Jiangtao.

At this time, Kuang Yiyi seems to suddenly think of something, and then he spared his grandfather's grave and looked back.

Sure enough!

Kuang Yixin nodded, and the doubts in his eyes quietly dissipated.

When my grandfather was still there, there was a small grave in that position. There was no name on the tombstone, only a small butterfly.

Every year when I celebrate the new year in my hometown, my grandfather will look there and sigh quietly.

But whenever Kuang Yi asked, his grandfather always said that he didn't tell her anything.

At that time, Kuang Yiyi always thought that the man was so pitiful that everyone swept his grave.

But now, in front of the small tomb, there is also a pile of ashes, which is obviously worshipped.

Kuang Yi thought that maybe it was the relatives of the owner of the small tomb who paid a little attention to his grandfather when they came to worship him.

They are neighbors after all.

Kuang Yi smiles, then takes out the Yuanbao candle and other supplies, and begins to worship his grandfather.

Light incense, burning paper money, Kuang Yi whispered something.

Just at this time, Kuang Yiyi suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind her body, and she turned her head subconsciously.

I saw a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and dark skin, looking at her in amazement.

Kuang Yiyi stands up and pats the dust on her legs, showing a grateful smile.

"Uncle, it's the grave you gave to my grandfather. Thank you." Kuang Yi nodded to the man.

The middle-aged man, when he saw Kuang Yiyi's face, couldn't help shivering. He whispered, "little butterfly..."

Hearing Kuang Yi talking to himself, the middle-aged man soon controlled his mood and showed a warm smile.

"Ha ha, it's nothing. It's just a little help." Then he came over."By the way, just now you said he was your grandfather. What's your name?" The middle-aged man's trembling words came out.

Kuang Yiyi was originally a very careful man, but the man in front of her made her feel that she didn't show anything. Maybe it was because he had been to his grandfather's grave.

"Well, I'm my grandfather's granddaughter. My name is Kuang Yiyi." Kuang Yi said with a smile.

The middle-aged man's hand in his trouser pocket trembled for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Is your father Kuang Jiangtao?" The middle-aged man spoke again.

Kuang Yi nodded and his eyes were bright.

At last, she was sure that this man had something to do with his family.

However, the middle-aged man saw Kuang Yiyi's grandfather who came to worship him alone, and naturally understood many things in his heart.

He seemed to suppress the surging thought in his heart, and slowly said: "I knew your father when I was young, but I haven't seen him for many years. Can you tell me about his current situation?"

Kuang Yiyi naturally has no reason to refuse. He tells Kuang Jiangtao the story of these years in front of his grandfather's grave with this middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man in front of a lot of favor, but Kuang Yi also left a mind, did not say her own private affairs.

Because Kuang Yiyi's words have been deleted, it seems that they are not coherent. The middle-aged man has long seen Kuang Yiyi's vigilance.

After sighing in my heart, I took a look at the house on the hillside.

"Oh, by the way, just listen to you. Let me introduce myself. I used to be a neighbor of your family. My surname is ye. You can call me Uncle Ye." Said the middle-aged man.

In this case, Kuang Yi really believed him.

Because the surname of the family next to Kuang's family is ye, even few people in Zhangjiazhuang know about it.

Then they chatted again. Ten minutes later, Yexing man suddenly looked at Kuang Yiyi, with a smile on his face, but a trace of tyrannical anger appeared at the bottom of his eyes. "Niece Yiyi, isn't your father good to you?"

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