Looking at each other, both of them were a little stunned.

Jiang Meili never thought that she would see Song Yiran in her store a few years later.

"Are you the shopkeeper?" Song Yiran was obviously stunned for a moment, this is really a coincidence.

Jiang Meili has lost a lot of weight, she looks thinner than when she was in the supply and marketing cooperative, and now her face is also pointed, and her waist has become thinner, and she looks much more beautiful than when she was in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Jiang Meili smiled bitterly, "Yes, this is the shop I opened with my man." When facing Song Yiran, Jiang Meimei's mood was very complicated, she had done a lot of wrong things in the past and didn't know it, and treated Wang Boxue's family with her sincerity, who knew that in exchange for contempt and humiliation. Later, it was Song Yiran who woke her up, and she understood what a twisted melon is not sweet.

Wang Boxue's image is very good, but he never regarded himself as his girlfriend, but he was more like a slave of their family, happy, rewarding a smile, when he was unhappy, he disliked her for being fat, and it was not good for him to dislike her anywhere.

Jiang Meili, who thought about all this clearly, took the initiative to break up with Wang Boxue, and deliberately ate less and moved more, and it took two or three years to lose weight. Although she is not particularly slender now, compared to the original Jiang Meimei, she is simply two people.

Song Yiran had no intention of reminiscing, she was not familiar with Jiang Meili, although Jiang Meili apologized to herself in the end, but Song Yiran had no intention of forgiving her past.

However, now it's about business, and that's another matter.

"We want to buy longevity materials, and buy two more longevity belts, I don't know if there are any?"

Jiang Meili nodded hurriedly, "Yes, you wait a minute, I'll find my man, I don't know much about these." ”

Song Yiran nodded, agreeing.

Not long after, a black-faced man came from behind, not tall, not surprisingly good-looking, looking honest, with the word honest written on his face.

Song Yiran was very surprised, he didn't expect Jiang Meili to marry such a person! This man and Wang Boxue are simply black and white, two completely different people.

"What do you two need?" The person who does the longevity material business does not greet the guests, let alone greet people with a smile. This craftsman knows how to do it, and when he speaks, his voice is deliberately low, with a bit of sadness.

Although it is a good thing to have a business to come to the door, but what kind of business should be done! When the family has to hold a funeral, the customers are in a heavy mood, and they do white business, so they must appropriately flow out this kind of empathetic sadness, so that the customers will feel less abrupt. At this time, if you dare to laugh, you have to make people fight all over the ground to find teeth.

"A ready-made coffin is needed. I'm going to use it the day after tomorrow, I don't know if there's one?"

"Don't know what size to get?"

Song Yiran only said: "My grandfather has been dead for many years, and it is used to move the grave, the material is good, and the size is comparable to that of ordinary adults." "People who have been dead for many years are only skeletons, and the dimensions are not so precise.

The man suddenly realized, and hurriedly introduced, he spoke competently, knew a lot of white things, and gave Song Yiran a lot of opinions, all of which were very pertinent.

Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun both thought that his idea was good, so they decided on a longevity village, a few filial piety belts, and some paper money to be used when lifting the coffin.

After paying the money and setting the time, Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun left. Before leaving, she didn't say hello to Jiang Meili.

Jiang Meili also felt relieved, as if she had gone to a big stone in her heart.

"I didn't expect the store to close a little late today, but I actually did a business. ”

"Yes!" Jiang Meili smiled, "I'll help you close the store." ”

"I don't need you, I can do this work alone! "The black-faced man is in a good mood, but the habits he has developed over the years are not easy to change, he has always been silent and rarely laughs, so he married a daughter-in-law at a very old age.

He felt that his daughter-in-law was so beautiful, and he really wronged her with him, so he let her everywhere in his life and cared about her, and felt that only in this way could he make up for his debt to his daughter-in-law a little.

"Two people work faster, if you are tired, I feel distressed. ”

The man didn't hold back, smiled innocently, and began to clean up and close the store.

Song Yiran solved a major matter, and the burden in his heart was lightened a lot! Lei Qianjun accompanied her back to the guest house and sent her to the room, but he had no intention of leaving.

"What?"

Lei Qianjun smirked, "What a heartless girl, you have to find someone to help your grandfather dig the grave!"

Song Yiran said: "Ready-made, do you still need to find it?"

"Who?" As soon as he finished asking, Lei Qianjun reacted and couldn't help but say, "You mean Han Ping?"

"Clever!" Song Yiran motioned for him to come into the room and speak.

The two men closed the door and began to discuss the choice of the grave.

"What do you think of that Han Ping?"

"How's that?"

Song Yiran smiled, "Be a little brother or something! Do you think he is qualified?"

"Be a little brother?" Lei Qianjun rubbed the top of Song Yiran's hair, "Be a little brother for me?"

"I think this person is a bit interesting, and he seems to be very righteous! Brother Lei, as the old saying goes, cats have cat paths, dogs have dog paths, and people like them have a lot of things that you and I can't reach. There are many things, it is inconvenient for you and me to come forward, so naturally someone has to do it for them, although Deng Qi is good to them, but you also said that they are too upright and sometimes easy to suffer. Song Yiran sighed lightly, "People like Han Ping are different, they live at the bottom of the society, they have seen everything, and they can use their own unique way to gain a foothold in this society, which shows that they are very good at how they behave and do things." These little people, sometimes are often the key to things, they will deal with people, willing to face, if you meet a leader like you again, the future will definitely not be bad, at least can be used as a fan. ”

"Hmm!" Lei Qianjun couldn't cry or laugh, "After talking about it for a long time, you still want me to take them all away." ”

Song Yiran said: "But I feel that he won't agree! Maybe you want to accept it, but people still won't do it with you!"

"It's too early to say this, let's see how they are doing to find Xu Ye!"

Lei Qianjun couldn't help but be a little worried, looking for something to find the point of digging a grave, what else were they looking for?

"What do you want?" Song Yiran stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Lei Qianjun.

"Oh, do you know the proprietress of that shroud shop?"

This one!

Song Yiran smiled, "Speaking of this, you should really thank her!"

Lei Qianjun was puzzled, "Thank her, thank her, what are you doing?"

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