When he arrived at the Zeng family's compound, Wang Jian found that his grandmother, two uncles, aunts, aunts and uncles, including their children, that is, several of his cousins and cousins, were already sitting in the courtyard in well-dressed clothes waiting for them.

Jian's mother left Shishi City in June this year when Wang Jian graduated from university, went to Jiangcheng to join her son, and reunited with her son, and it has been half a year since then.

This is the first time that Jian's mother has been away from her hometown for such a long time, and she has been separated from her relatives for such a long time, and now as soon as she comes back, the atmosphere is very warm. Relatives surrounded Jian Ma and Wang Jian, and excitedly and actively asked the two about Jiangcheng's life and their work:

Are you used to it?

Are Jiangcheng people exclusive?

Isn't the big city full of gold, and you can find a lot of money casually?

How much money can Wang Jian transfer a month now? What are the benefits?

He is doing foreign trade in Jiangcheng, can he often deal with foreigners with high noses and blue eyes, and can also go abroad to see Western scenery?...... Etcetera.

On the way back to his hometown by bullet train, Wang Jian discussed with his mother that this time when he returned to his hometown, in the face of possible inquiries from relatives, whether it was his resignation or the business of the "Jianjian Bun Shop" that his mother was now running and was so popular that he wanted to limit the purchase, he would not tell his relatives in his hometown for the time being.

When the two mothers really found a lot of money, bought a house in Jiangcheng, and were able to drive a car back to their hometown, it would not be too late to tell their relatives the truth.

This is not that Wang Jian has any thoughts of not revealing his wealth, but that he has returned to his hometown in brocade, and he has not even put on the "brocade" now, so he began to talk about resigning and doing business in front of his relatives, which is really a bit too arrogant.

Moreover, a college student, a good white-collar worker, does not take social security and medical insurance, but follows his mother to the wind and sun, and sells steamed buns on the streets, Wang Jian feels that his relatives will definitely not understand.

Therefore, in the face of the inquiries of relatives, Wang Jian and Jian's mother could only deal with it casually with a smile.

Jian Ma Says:

"It's not xenophobic, Jiangcheng people are not xenophobic at all, and their enthusiasm is miserable......

"Alas, the money in the big city is not easy to earn, the money is not much, the consumption is extremely high, and it costs more than ten yuan to eat a bowl of noodles......"

Wang Jian said:

"It's not much, it's only three or four thousand yuan...... However, I haven't started the business yet, and there will be a lot of commissions when I do the business......

"Foreigners with high noses and blue eyes are also common, and these are the people I deal with......

"As for going abroad, that's also very possible. Actually, I don't really want to go abroad, Huaxia is actually very good now, many places, more convenient than developed countries......"

During the period, everyone naturally noticed Wang Jian's strange outfit of "glasses, gloves, masks and hats", and Wang Jian explained to Zeng Shuang as explained earlier, explaining that he was now using a foreign plaster to treat the pimples on his face, and he couldn't see the light or stain the gray layer, so he needed to "fully arm" himself.

On the other side of his rhetoric, the relatives did not doubt him, but they were interested in the "foreign plaster" in his mouth, saying that what foreigner things are cows, and foreign dog skin plasters are good wow, and Wang Jian couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it.

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Wang Jian and Jian's mother sat in the courtyard of his grandmother's house, chatting with relatives for a while, and at about half past five, a group of people began to walk towards the courtyard of the Li family in front, preparing to go to the funeral of Zeng Jingrong's husband Li Lao Liu.

The courtyard of the Li family, where Zeng Jingrong's husband Li Laoliu is located, is not far from the Zeng family's compound, only a few hundred meters, and it is only a few minutes' walk.

Li Lao Liu's home is on the side of the road near the road in the courtyard of the Li family, which is very popular.

When Wang Jian was a child, as soon as he had winter and summer vacations, he would run to his grandmother's house to play, and when he passed by the Li family compound, his eyes would frequently look at the three-story building on the side of the road, which was the residence of Li Dafu, the sixth father of Li Laoliu, known as the richest man in the village.

However, more than ten years have passed, and this three-story building has been washed away by the years, baptized by time, and slowly shed its gorgeous appearance, and began to become ordinary, and even a little outdated.

Therefore, when Li Lao Liu got married two years ago, Li Dafu set up a few bungalows next to the high-rise building, which were beautifully decorated inside and out, as the wedding room for his youngest son's newlywed.

However, whether it is a high-rise building or a bungalow, Wang Jian has never entered, because when Li Lao Liu got married and married his second cousin Zeng Jingrong in the next room, he was still studying in Jiangcheng.

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When Wang Jian and his entourage of more than a dozen people walked to the door of Li Laoliu's house, his uncle and aunt in the next room were accompanying his widowed second cousin in the next room to greet the guests at the door, welcome the guests, accept the guests' condolences and gifts, and lead the guests to the living room that has long been turned into a mourning hall to burn incense and paper for Li Laoliu.

Because he was a junior, his uncle and aunt in the next room did not wear filial piety, but only wrapped a black yarn around their arms.

As the "surviving person", Zeng Jingrong is dressed in linen and filial piety, and she is plain white.

There was no smile on the faces of the three of them, all of them were sobbing.

Especially his second cousin in the next room with a white cloth on her head and a hemp rope around her waist, on her beautiful face, her eyes are red and swollen, like peaches, obviously Li Lao Liu has been dead for two days, she has cried a lot.

"Second grandmother, uncle, uncle, Aunt Yu, Aunt Xiu, Shuangshuang, Shake, Min Min......" Zeng Jingrong, who was still tear-stained, shouted to everyone one by one, and greeted Wang Jian and them, until a young man with a short stature, glasses and a mask walked up to him, Zeng Jingrong was stunned for a moment, not knowing who this person was and what she should call each other.

However, the visitor ignored her stunnedness, walked straight to her, took her in his arms, patted her on the back, and said:

"People have good fortune and misfortune, the moon is cloudy and sunny, Sister Jingrong, please mourn!"

Jian's mother on the side saw that as soon as Wang Jian saw him Sister Jingrong, she hugged the family in her arms, and was shocked, for fear that the Li family would run out and beat her reckless son, until Wang Jian's comforting words came out, Jian's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly walked up and took Zeng Jingrong's hand and explained:

"Jing Rong, this is your eldest cousin, Wang Jian, who came back from Jiangcheng today to see you. He rubbed acne cream on his face, and he couldn't see the light, so please forgive me. And then there's him...... He had just returned from a business trip abroad and had become accustomed to the etiquette of foreigners: Jianjian, still don't let go of your second cousin? This is China, not a foreign country, and you don't want to meet and hug foreign courtesies!"

After speaking, she was still a little worried that her niece in the next room was too careful, and Jian's mother, who was in a hurry, immediately glared at her son with a straight face and helped Wang Jian play a round.

After listening to Jian's mother's explanation, Zeng Jingrong, including Zeng Jingrong's parents, that is, Wang Jian's uncle and aunt in the next room, he once dreamed of "calling dad and mom", and then he suddenly realized that it was clear for a while.

His uncle and aunt in the next room immediately said with a relieved face, Chong Jian's mother, that the acne on Wang Jian's face could be cured, which was really good. Over the years, Zeng Yu has also heard about seeking medical advice everywhere in order to solve the pimples on his son's face that will never go away.

Then I heard that Wang Jian came back from Cai's foreign country, and the faces of the two of them immediately changed again, and they praised Wang Jian for his promising, worthy of being a top student at the head of the Zeng family's house!

And Wang Jian's second cousin in the next room, Zeng Jingrong, learned that the strange man who just hugged and comforted herself and made herself mourn by the way turned out to be Wang Jian, a big cousin in the next room with a vague impression and vaguely only remembered that he was very short, looked very ordinary, and had a pimple face, Zeng Jingrong was more surprised while she was surprised, thinking:

When did this kid become so bold and open?

In the past, when the other party saw him, didn't he dare to hide to the side like a mouse seeing a cat, peeping from a distance, and looking at himself?

However, thinking that Wang Jian was admitted to university and is still working in a metropolis like Jiangcheng, as the saying goes, it is not impossible for Wang Jian's personality to change greatly after being in the metropolis for several years.

"Thank you, Jianjian. I haven't seen you for several years, so far away, you're so busy at work and bothering you to run back, it's really embarrassing. Zeng Jingrong said to the cousin in the next room who was shorter than herself, and covered one of her faces tightly with glasses and a mask.

"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Jingrong......"

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