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fri dec 11 10: 39: 19 cst 2015

His mother had long since prepared breakfast, a pot full of knobbly soup, most of it filled with rolls of flowers, and a few dishes that had been pickled by her own family. Last night, everyone was too concentrated on drinking their wine, so they didn't bother to finish their food. As soon as they smelled the fragrance, they immediately buried themselves in their food.

After the meal, Jiang Changsheng sent Mo Shi to the village canteen and bought a few pieces of paper and candles. He also asked his mother to prepare a few fresh vegetables and fruits, a whole chicken dish of tofu, and a bottle of aged lotus white from the pub. Then he took Mo Shitou and Li Qingya to his grandfather's grave.

My grandfather's grave stood on a sunlit slope, looking out over a low mountain ridge. Not far ahead was a small river, flanked by fields and woods.

This was the burial ground his grandfather had set for him and his grandmother, and it had been repaired long ago.

He even made plans in advance for his father – his grandfather's grave was just three zhang away. It was said that this was the state of being a hug, and he didn't expect to be rich in the future, but it was enough to keep the Jiang family safe and happy.

At this moment, Jiang Changsheng was standing three meters to the right of his father's "grave," and he said to Mo Shi, "People like me, always like to cause trouble and don't know how to restrain themselves. This time on the train, we've provoked the people from Six Fans Gate, and I don't know whether we'll ever get targeted.

So maybe I'll hang up sometime. You must remember this place well. If there really comes a day when I die outside, remember to bring me back. Remember, this is three meters to the right of my father's grave. As for the left, that's for my big brother. "And you, if you can't return to the ancestral tombs of your old Liu family, then stay by my side and accompany me!"

"Mm, I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely do it, unless I die in front of you." As he spoke, he went to a distant location where he had found two bluestone blocks and placed them at the location indicated by Jiang Changsheng. He was afraid that he had forgotten about it.

Li Qing Ya silently looked at these two brothers. She wanted to say something a few times, but she endured it again and again. Finally, her gaze landed on a grave far away. Her eyes flickered. It was unknown what she was thinking about.

After walking a few more steps, they arrived before his grandfather's grave. Jiang Changsheng flopped down on his knees. "Grandfather, your grandson has come to see you. Are you having a good life down there?" Your grandson has brought you your favorite white lotus flower wine. I tasted the lotus flower wine that came out of the factory when we just built it. It tastes pretty good. Don't worry, drink it slowly.

And these two, one of them is called Mo Shitou, my new little brother, and he's also your third grandson. He'll probably come down with me to accompany you in a hundred years.

And that woman, that slug you saved all those years ago — do you remember? It was that little girl in the tavern on the day you met with trouble. She said that she wanted to come see you and kowtow to you, so I didn't stop her. Grandpa, you don't mind, do you? "

Jiang Changsheng talked for a long time while burning paper until his legs were numb. Then he sat down on the ground and began to fiddle around with a tree branch to help the paper burn through as quickly as possible.

Li Qingya was kneeling on the ground. Without saying a word, she kept on kowtowing and even cried as she knocked. In the end, her forehead was cut by a small stone in the dirt and blood flowed from her face, yet she continued to kowtow without a care. Only now did Jiang Changsheng glance at her and secretly nod his head: Yes, she could still be considered a lady.

He was happy, Teacher Jiang had said just now that he would be his little brother from now on, and now that he had a grandparent, he was no longer an orphan. Finally, someone loved him.

How could he not be happy?

The three of them stayed in front of Jiang Changsheng's grandfather's grave until the sun was slightly west before supporting each other as they walked back. Jiang Changsheng's foot was injured, and his legs were numb.

When he returned home, his mother was still blaming him incessantly. How could he end up like this? In the Old Granny's heart, she probably treated this girl as her future daughter-in-law. Jiang Changsheng only smiled foolishly and did not explain himself.

After the meal, Jiang Changsheng sent the drowsy Miss Li back to bed and sent Mo Shi off to read his book. He then sat in the living room with his father and mother and chatted while watching TV.

"San-er, are you sure you won't leave this time?" His mother's greatest concern was still this question. She was still worried about him being too far away from her son.

"Mmm, I'm most likely not going to leave, so I'll be farming with you guys at home. Mom, it's been a while so don't bother me." Jiang Changsheng joked.

"You silly boy, what's bothering me? How many people in the village haven't left yet? Aren't they still trying to find a spoon in the same pan?"

"Un, that's true. If I had known earlier that I wouldn't even read a book, I wouldn't have been of much use. It would have been a waste of money."

"Foolish son, you still need to read books. When you were just born, your grandfather already told you that our family is a family that cultivates the family line. Your great-grandfather had even been a High Scholar during the Qing Dynasty. Not to mention you, even your son and grandson had to read properly for me. Right, that elegant lady, are you guys looking for her? " It seemed that his mother was most concerned about his son's marriage, but it was more likely that she wanted to hug her eldest grandson!

"Oh my god, what are you thinking about? It's something that's never happened. Look at his appearance and clothes, is he someone that can enter our family?" She is a friend, and she came over to take a look when she was on the way. "

"Oh, so it's like that. What a pity for such a good girl. Seems like she's someone who can be raised." The mother said in disappointment.

"..."

Jiang Changsheng and his father looked at each other. This was the way his mother viewed things.

The family chatted until midnight before they prepared to go to sleep. However, just as they walked to the middle of the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a Pingdu number. Could it be him?

When the call connected, it really was that ghostly Chief Gong. Jiang Changsheng really wanted to throw the phone away, but he thought better of it. If he lost his things, it would be a waste to throw his phone when he had the chance.

"Hey, Jiang Changsheng?" A sound of inquiry came from the other side.

"Chief Gong, you've reached the capital, right? What business do you have this late at night? " Saying this, Jiang Changsheng deliberately yawned, intending to remind the other that it was already very late.

"Jiang Changsheng, I need your help …"

"I'm busy. My cell phone is on a long trip, so I'm going to owe you some money soon. I'm hanging up." Saying that, he prepared to hang up, "If you dare hang up, tomorrow I'll send someone to interrupt the case of the mad dog and also the murder case of the cremation of the city's root town!" Gong Han's voice suddenly became incomparably cold, as if he had been issued an ultimatum by a murderous ghost.

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