"Dad," Jiang Yizhou looked at Jiang Maoqiang, who was reluctant, reluctant to give up his warehouse chicken coop and pigsty, and could only sigh, "To tell you the truth, I'm still paying back the money, and it's not a problem to wait until tens of thousands a month in the future, our family will be a big boss in the future, can you stop thinking about raising chickens or something?"

"I think that's okay, but why don't we build it this year, pay off the family's foreign debts, and have a boat of his grandfather's illness should also be treated!" Jiang Maoqiang felt that it was better to be safe, deal with this matter later, and think about it when the Spring Festival was in front of him.

In the end, Jiang Yizhou could only sigh, influencing others, and making others obey his own point of view, it was a university question, he had never studied well, and in the end he still watched his father who didn't talk much.

Before their parents realized their strength, they probably wouldn't let themselves mess around, but Jiang Yizhou was worried that they wouldn't be able to accept it, but they didn't believe it even more, if they won the lottery, it would be easier for their parents to accept it.

The 20,000 yuan was put up by his mother in a secret place, which was a secret grid, Jiang Yizhou didn't follow it, he didn't know where it was, and then chatted with his parents for a while.

"Your grandmother is not in good health, I don't know if I can survive this Spring Festival, today your mother and I are discussing with others to prepare for the future, pity her grandson, it's just that one of your uncles escaped and didn't dare to go home, I don't know if I can send her one last time?"

In such a small place, there are not so many criminal cases, and there are not many accidents, most of the people die of illness, or suddenly deteriorate in old age, get a cold, and then get more and more serious, the day of death can actually be calculated approximately, which is predictable.

Those who have money to be sent to the hospital may be maintained, but it is only a very small number, and it is also painful for me and my family, most of them feel that the day has come, paralyzed on the bed, and little by little towards death, this is Jiang Yizhou's most intuitive understanding of death in his previous life.

The parents didn't say much, this kind of thing was expected, and there was no need to be surprised, this can be regarded as a joy and mourning, after all, they are all ninety years old, and when they talk about this kind of thing, the emotional fluctuations are smaller than the fluctuations when they see Jiang Yizhou come back.

Death is a thing that is well known, and it is a helpless thing, it is nothing more than beating gongs and drums, putting on a feast, and letting the younger generations make the last noise for the deceased, and then as the last handful of soil on the grave settles, the close descendants and the younger generations often sacrifice, and slowly become a grave that no one recognizes, and it is overgrown with weeds.

Jiang Yizhou talked to his parents about a lot of things, such as who and whose daughter-in-law was pregnant, who gambled and took away all the family's money, and who bought a motorcycle.

After chatting until about three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yizhou followed his mother from the closet to find the bedding that had been dried for him a few days ago, spread straw on the bed, and then spread two quilts on the straw as the base, and then the top bed was obviously a soft quilt that had just been re-beaten.

didn't ask about the little sister who was sleeping in the inner compartment, Jiang Yizhou felt sleepy, took off his coat directly, took off his shoes, and got into the bed.

At first, he was still a little awake because of the cold, but gradually after he warmed up the quilt, he immersed himself in it and fell asleep deeply.

No one wants to touch on heavy topics, and Jiang Yizhou doesn't want to either, such as what will become of him after he dies, he died clearly once in his last life, although it was an accident, but it was enough for him to realize the fact that he was about to die and had already died once.

As for the cause of death, it was a common car accident, as a low-headed family, I didn't look at the road carefully, plus there was a car running a red light, and I don't know how to judge this responsibility, and my parents don't know how much compensation they can share, probably this is the only and last time they have generated income for the family since they left their parents?

It's a bit ironic to say, the death is featureless, but it also reflects the value of life.

Jiang Yizhou didn't have many emotional fluctuations about the death in his previous life, and the only fluctuations were probably to disappoint his parents and relatives, or to be happy because he would not give them any more hope.

He imagined that maybe because of his own death, the driver would have a fight with his parents and the insurance company, and in the end, he ran a red light and died, and lost a sum of money, and the accident insurance he bought also paid a sum, and the beneficiaries were undoubtedly his parents.

Then the company comforted the parents who came to deal with the aftermath for themselves, and also felt sorry for the company to lose a hard-working employee, and then because of the tight task, it soon began to recruit new employees.

I don't have many friends, and my parents won't play with their QQ WeChat, and later, under the advice of my eldest brother, in order to take out the money inside, I retrieved the password, and I forgot to send an obituary of my unexpected death.

And because I basically never contact others, in the poor social relationship, most people just feel that there is one more zombie friend.

Until I didn't know about the class reunion once every few years, a guy who saw the list of classmates raised a question, "Which of you has Jiang Yizhou's contact information?" I see that his QQ and WeChat have not been updated, and he has not replied to me when he sends messages!"

Then the organizers tried their best to find the mobile phone number that his parents had used for decades, and then suddenly learned that this classmate, who had never been inconspicuous, quietly disappeared from sight after graduation, and was completely unreachable for a few years, had been dead for several years.

Jiang Yizhou seemed to see reality, dreaming of his past life and afterlife, from a loud "bang", to the sadness and howl of his parents, to a simple funeral.

The eldest brother, who was busy with work, understood that his parents took half a month's vacation to take over the preparation and hosting of the funeral, and then comforted the second elder, and rushed back to work in the urging, and finally ended with a somewhat depressed atmosphere after learning the truth from the class reunion.

"Ah!" Jiang Yizhou sat up from the bed abruptly, and the straw bed set up by two long benches shook.

Covering in the quilt, Jiang Yizhou wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, stared at the patterns on the quilt, and was stunned for a long time without speaking.

He didn't want to leave quietly like in a dream, or as it was very likely to happen in his previous life, and he didn't want to be left without anyone other than his relatives who would tell him what he remembered so closely, and even become a cold piece of data in the end.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"