Chapter 559： Burn paper for him (2)

Chapter 559: Burn paper for him (2)

Lu Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, "No wonder you are so capable and dare to bargain."

Mu Yang on the side could tell, "Which one are you talking about? Is there anyone in their family who has some extraordinary background?"

“What an incredible origin!

One is a farmer, and the other was a driver a few years ago. Later, he changed his position to guard duty. He must be from the security department of some factory! "

Of course, when Ning Nian said this, he did not mean to discriminate against professions. In their opinion, there is nothing to be afraid of in that kind of profession.

—

Cough cough cough. "Lu Jingyuan choked. He was afraid that if Fatty Qian said something else, he wouldn't be able to finish the meal.

Lu Jingyuan directly interrupted Fatty Qian, "Remember at the end of 1957, I remember there was a particularly grand memorial service."

He pointed upward, "The one who wrote the memorial himself."

Qian Pang: “…”

Mu Yang: “…”

Mu Yang was thoughtful, and Qian Pang was confused, "What does this have to do with that?

That person, is it possible that he is related to this family? "

Lu Jingyuan: “…”

His eyes flashed slightly, his expression paused for a moment, then returned to a cold look, but he said in a particularly stern manner: "Although it's not a hit, it's not far off."

However, no matter how Fatty Qian asked, Lu Jingyuan stopped talking. However, Fatty Qian no longer doubted Nan Qingyuan and the others because of this incident. The person who died was their role model, and Fatty Qian still respected him sincerely. of.

Thinking that it will be the anniversary of that person's death in a while. If he can return to the capital, he will go to pay homage. If he can't go back, he will burn some paper. Even if he knows that it is illusory, Qian Pang still wants to do his best.

Nan Qingyuan, who was sincerely respected by others and wanted to burn paper, suddenly sneezed and felt chilly.

He held the little cub in his arms and looked at Bai Lie holding the sleepy Shu Yue. He rubbed his nose and wondered, "Is it possible that Zonggong is talking about me?"

Although Nan Qingyuan didn't believe this, it didn't stop him from making a little joke now.

Bai Lie twitched the corner of his mouth. His brother was becoming more and more down-to-earth, and he knew he was joking.

Bai Lie patted Shu Yue gently.

“Daughter, please take out the jar of fish soup that you cooked earlier so that your uncle can feel at ease.”

The jar of fish soup was cooked for Mr. Zong. When it cooled down and was warm, he asked Shuyue to put it into the space. Originally, he wanted to bring some barbecue for him, but now it is gone, and he specially left it here. A roasted rabbit leg is enough.

Nan Qingyuan took it with a smile, and couldn't help but think of another more important reason for the relocation of the factory mentioned before.

It means that someone has taken a fancy to that area and wants to build a base.

At this moment, I met the three people nearby, and I don’t know if they have anything to do with them.

The wind was strong at night, so they were walking at a slow pace and didn't say much.

Shu Yue was well protected by Bai Lie, and she fell asleep not long after, but—

I don’t know how long I slept, but I was suddenly awakened by a faint sound.

“I’m finally back!”

Shuyue lifted her body up from Bai Lie's arms with excitement, and saw that they had arrived in the yard of her house, and old man Zong was also there.

The one who just spoke was Old Man Zong.

“I didn’t eat lunch either.”

Old man Zong stared at Nan Qingyuan, his dissatisfaction almost overflowing from his words.

Nan Qingyuan: “…”

“Well, what about that? I brought you fish soup. You drank it right here. The temperature is just right.”

(End of this chapter)