Wan Aimin's hometown is in a small mountain village in Jixi City, Southern Province, which is much farther away from the provincial capital than Taohua Village, and the road is rugged and difficult to travel, and it took more than four hours to drive to arrive.

Yang Fei and his team gathered a convoy at three o'clock in the afternoon, set off from the provincial capital, and arrived at almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Ziqiang was surprised to see Yang Fei bring so many cars, but he couldn't help but be greatly moved.

He and his wife are both from the city of Jixi, in the same village, and their hometown is poor, especially his two families. At the beginning, the family spent all their savings in order to send them to college. After they worked in the city, they took root in the outside world, and their homes were still old mud houses, and the whole village was poorer than Peach Blossom Village.

Jiang Ziqiang and his wife, in the mouths of the villagers said well, the man was a high-ranking official in the province, and the woman was the president of the bank, but when he came back, there was only a small car, or the old broken car of the unit, and there was not even an entourage.

Although the people in the village are poor, they are very snobbish.

Jiang Ziqiang couldn't stop others from talking, so he didn't hear it.

Wan Aimin was a little angry, saying that he lived his own life, whether we were doing well or not, do we need to tell them?

Jiang Ziqiang said Aren't you idle and angry? The mouth is long on other people's faces, they can say whatever they like, and they don't have the slightest loss to us, so what do you care?

Wan Aimin is a good-looking person, no matter how her husband enlightens, she is still angry.

That night, Yang Fei said that he was coming, and Wan Aimin also told Jiang Ziqiang that he didn't expect Yang Fei to be so affectionate and righteous, and he wanted good wine and good food to entertain him.

When Yang Fei and the others came, when they saw the endless array of luxury cars, from the head of the village to the outside of the village, they couldn't see the edge, Wan Aimin couldn't help but be startled, thinking why so many people came, and quietly said to Jiang Ziqiang: "You called this?"

Jiang Ziqiang shook his head: "No, it's Yang Fei's friend who came to the funeral spontaneously." ”

Wan Aimin counted the heads, and there were more than 100 people who followed Yang Fei, and everyone drove the car!

"Ziqiang, Yang Fei really gave us face this time, Rolls-Royce, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Jeep, all kinds of luxury cars have been driven. Wan Aimin was excited, but also worried, "There are so many people, let alone sleeping, even eating is a problem!"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Yang Fei has thought of this a long time ago. He said that everyone didn't have to arrange accommodation, they just slept in the car for one night. As for the food, Yang Fei thought more thoughtfully, he had already bought good wine and good food, and the chefs here were all ready-made, so just ask them to cook it. ”

Wan Aimin wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "We have been in the provincial capital for so many years, and there are not a few people we know, and we usually come and go like relatives and friends, but when it comes to this critical moment, only Yang Fei comes over." Alas!"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "It's not a good thing to treat the funeral. If we can still spread a wave of wedding cards for a happy event, how can we invite people to such a white event? Even if others know, it is generally not easy to come. ”

Wan Aimin said: "Then why can Yang Fei come? Even if it is to send Xiaojia, he can arrange for the driver to send it over, okay? And he also brought so many people, not to mention our village, it is our province, it is estimated that only my father has so many luxury cars to send away!"

Jiang Ziqiang was silent and said, "Yang Fei is really righteous enough. ”

Before Yang Fei came, he had already thought of the possible situation, he brought so many people and cars to add face to Jiang Ziqiang, not to add to the blockage, so he arranged the things to live before coming, the mountain village is far away from the county seat, and the accommodation conditions in the county town must be just average, instead of running back and forth, it is better to put down the car seat to deal with a night.

He thought of food again, and when there was a funeral in the countryside, there would be a big banquet, more than dozens of tables, less than a dozen tables, but the ingredients of the people had already been bought according to the head, and he didn't expect Yang Fei to bring so many people, so he bought a few carts of food in the provincial capital.

These incomparably intimate and heartwarming actions touched Jiang Ziqiang and his wife, and also won everyone's favor and respect.

And the people who follow Yang Fei are either his employees or his friends, everyone comes here for friendship, so they don't care about it. And who hasn't suffered from it? It's good to have a car to sleep in here, and to have good wine and good food to eat.

After dinner in the evening, a fire was lit in the large lawn in front of the house, and everyone gathered around to warm up and chat.

In the weather of March and a half, it was still so cold in the village deep in the mountains.

Jiang Xiaojia grew up in the city, and she couldn't play with the children in her hometown, sitting between Yang Fei and Jiang Ziqiang, watching those children jumping and frolicking, but she just hummed her nose.

Yang Fei said: "Xiaojia, you play with them." ”

"No!" Jiang Xiaojia said resolutely, "They are so dirty, their cloth shoes are full of mud, and their bodies are full of ash." ”

Yang Fei said: "The mud is not dirty. ”

Jiang Xiaojia still shook her head, sat obediently, and said to her parents: "I want to sleep with Brother Yang Fei at night!"

"This?" Wan Aimin said, "I'm afraid of arguing with Yang Fei." ”

Jiang Ziqiang said: "We have to keep vigil at night, basically we won't close our eyes, Xiaojia and others can't sleep, so let Yang Fei take it to sleep." ”

Jiang Xiaojia said: "Brother Yang Fei, I want to sleep in the car with you." ”

Yang Fei said: "There is no comfortable bed in the car. ”

Jiang Xiaojia pursed her lips and said, "I know that bed, that bed is bad, narrow, hard, and the quilt still smells weird! ”

"I said, what is going on in your head, this child, at a young age?" Wan Aimin said angrily, "This is your grandmother's house! Your mother and I grew up here." How can you dislike this?"

Jiang Xiaojia said aggrievedly: "I'm not disgusted, I just don't sleep in bed!"

Yang Fei saw that Wan Aimin was still going crazy, and hurriedly said, "Sister Wan, Xiaojia is afraid. She's been having nightmares at night for the past few days. The coffin was parked in the house, and the child slept in the next house, and she certainly did not want to. She said the bed was not good, it was just an excuse. ”

Wan Aimin was stunned and said, "What is there to be afraid of? That's your grandfather." ”

Jiang Xiaojia lowered her head, bit her lip, and her fingers were entangled.

Yang Fei said: "Don't talk about her as a young child, when my grandmother died, I didn't dare to look at her remains, and my family didn't dare to let me see it." I was a teenager by then. ”

Wan Aimin also seemed to know that what he was doing was not right, and said: "Blame me, I didn't think about it so much at the time, I just wanted her to see her grandfather for the last time." ”

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Forget it, don't say it, the more you talk about it, the more scared the child becomes." This can be restored slowly. ”

When she went to bed at night, Jiang Xiaojia said softly: "Brother Yang Fei, you understand me better than my parents." ”

Yang Fei smiled and gently scratched her nose: "Sleep." ”

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