Jia Rui was ill for more than a year, and after seeking medical treatment in many ways, he finally died.

The funeral has been held for seven days, and the coffin will be sealed in a moment. According to the funeral process, tomorrow the spirit will be moved to the Jiafu Family Temple Tiejian Temple to stop the spirit, and in the future, it will be sent to Jinling Zuqi for burial.

Jia Rui opened his eyes, and through the half-open coffin, he saw snowflakes fluttering in the air.

After a headache, I regained my memory and understood my situation.

He was reborn in Jia Rui, the unlucky boy in "Dream of Red Mansions".

God, can you not be so ruthless.

Although I, Jia Rui, am an orphan, I have never done anything lacking in morality. Isn't it just like being a stuntman and jumping off a cliff while making a movie, and you call me fall to my death?

It's okay to be reborn, can you cross me over to Baoyu? Even if it's Jia Huan, Jia Rong, and Xue Pan, why is it Jia Rui, an unlucky guy.

has no father or mother, grandfather Jia Dairu is an antique, he manages it all day long, and the family has no money.

That's it, the key is that Jia Rui himself is not angry.

The older young man in his twenties, in the Jiafu Ethnic Studies, actually blackmailed the students to invite them to eat and drink, and often collected some money from Xue Pan to provide him with a convenient door.

What's even more sad is that a poor ghost irretrievably fell in love with Wang Xifeng, an executive of Rongguo Mansion, and was set up by someone to set up a lovesickness bureau and call this beautiful snake to death.

Unhappy to live, aggrieved to death, pitiful, lamentable, and hateful Jia Rui.

However, did you Wang Xifeng go too far?

If you don't like Jia Rui, you just say it, why do you have to design to kill him? He was wrong, but he was not guilty of death.

There are also Jia Rong and Jia Qiang, the two bad boys, how can Jia Rui say that he is also your elder, just freeze him, just splash and urine, why extort him a hundred taels of silver? Where does he have that money?

Jia Rui scolded the sky and scolded the air, and after a long time, he finally calmed down.

Since this is already the case, let's live first.

Although Jia Dairu doesn't have much money, after all, he is still the principal of ethnology, and he is considered a middle-class person in this world, and he may be able to live a personal life.

Well, willing or unwilling, from now on, I will be Jia Rui.

With this layer figured out, Jarry sat up.

After moving his body, although he was a little weak, he seemed to be fine, and he stood up and stepped out of the coffin.

It was snowing, there was no one in the yard, and the sound of people drinking and punching could be heard in the house.

The funeral has been going on for seven days, and the people who should cry have cried, and the procedures that should have been gone have also gone. On the last day, it's time to entertain guests.

"Wang Xifeng, Jia Rong, and Jia Qiang should also be here, right? I'm hungry too, so go in to eat and drink, and scare these bastards by the way. ”

When Jia Rui entered the house, everyone was eating and drinking, and no one paid attention to him. glanced around, but didn't see Wang Xifeng, but saw Jia Rong and Jia Qiang.

These two guys are drinking with Jia Lian, Jia Huan, Jia Yun, Jia Qin, Jia Yi, Jia Ling and others.

Jia Rui walked over and patted Jia Rong on the shoulder.

"Brother Rong, let me go."

Jia Rong turned her head and looked at Jia Rui with a smile, and then the expression on her face stiffened.

"You're ......, you're ......."

"Hehe, Brother Rong, that's right, I'm your Uncle Rui, come, let's have a drink, Brother Qiang, count you as one, pour wine."

"Ahh

Jia Rong and Jia Qiang seemed to have made an appointment, their eyes opened and closed, they both fainted, and fell to the ground.

"Ah, hell!"

Jia Lian, Jia Huan and the others howled, stood up together, fled in embarrassment, and the chairs fell to the ground one after another, almost overturning the table.

"Huh? Corpse fraud! ”

When the other people saw Jia Rui wearing dead clothes, they also fled from the wine table, crowded into a corner of the room, and looked at Jia Rui from a distance, not daring to step forward.

"The demon Hugh is going to be rampant, watch this way to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Zhang Daoren, who was clear and empty, rushed up, and a yellow talisman was suddenly pasted on Jia Rui's head.

Then, wielding a peachwood sword, he stabbed at Jia Rui.

"Hey, I'm not dead, what are you doing here?"

Jia Rui flew up with a kick, kicked Zhang Daoren away, and ripped off the yellow talisman.

"Are you really human?"

Daoist Zhang said suspiciously.

"Naturally, I'm a human being, I'm Jia Ruijia Tianxiang, and I'm alive again. You see, I have a shadow. ”

Jia Rui sat down in a circle, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and then picked up chopsticks to eat.

"Are you really alive? Come here, come here, it's okay, he's not a ghost, he's really alive. ”

Jia Dairu was originally in another room with Jia Yu, Jia Zheng and a few clan elders, but when he heard the commotion here, he also hurried over.

"Brother Rui, you're really not dead?"

"Grandfather, why did you put me in a coffin? Don't you want my grandson? ”

Jia Dairu was stunned for a while, approached Jia Rui, groped around with him for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"My Jia family's ancestors are virtuous, and my grandson is really not dead, and someone has renewed the incense."

"Congratulations, uncle."

"Congratulations, congratulations."

Everyone congratulated.

"My grandson, you're alive."

Jia Rui's grandmother came over, crying and shouting, and hugged Jia Rui.

"Grandmother, I'm alive, don't cry."

When everyone was sure that Jia Rui had died and was resurrected, they came up one after another to persuade and congratulate him.

"Hahaha, if God really opened his eyes, his ancestors were virtuous, and he brought Rui Geer back from the dead. It just so happens that the wine and food are ready, and today it will be a happy event, and everyone will rest as soon as they get drunk. ”

Jia Yu came up and patted Jia Rui on the shoulder, and everyone also echoed and sat down again to drink. Two more servants came in and carried Jia Rong and Jia Qiang into the house for treatment.

"By the way, Brother Rui, why are you back again?"

Jia Dairu asked with tears in his eyes.

"I'm not dead at all, Wenchang Xingjun recruited me to Heavenly Court, saying that I have a relationship with him, and there is still a fame and wealth in the world, so he called me back."

This reason, Jia Rui thought of in the coffin.

The current Jia family, from Ningguo Mansion to Rongguo Mansion, and then to the entire Jia clan, there is no one who has become a scholar.

Although Jia Rui did not participate in the imperial examination, he had already been admitted as a child, and he was nurtured and disciplined by Jia Dairu since he was a child. Taking the road of the imperial examination is still very promising.

Even if he only gets a show, he can be regarded as famous, and he is an outstanding talent in the Jia family, relying on the power of the Jia family, there is no problem in being an official.

As for the future Jiafu cooking oil in a blazing fire, it will decline after the flowers are blooming, and even be ruined by the house, as long as he doesn't do anything bad, he can't be implicated in his head.

"The so-called great calamity does not die, and there will be blessings. Since he has a relationship with Wenchang Xingjun, it seems that he fell on the imperial examination. This year is the year of Yihai, and next year is the year of Bingzi, which is the year of scientific research, maybe you can really get a fame. ”

Nowadays, people are superstitious, and Jia Zheng likes to read people, and when he heard Jia Rui say this, he automatically made up a lot of plots in his brain.

"Yes, it seems that next year's scientific expedition is promising."

And they all followed suit, and said good things.

"Grandfather, you drink, grandmother, I'll go back and change my clothes."

"Oh, look at me happy, forget about it, go back and change your clothes and come out again. It's bad luck to wear this dress. ”

The old lady chattered and dragged her precious grandson down to change clothes.

The funeral turned into a happy event, and everyone was very happy and drank happily.

Jia Rui changed his clothes and came out, and when he inquired about Jia Rong and Jia Qiang, the two had already left.

"Two little bastards dared to extort money from a young man of the 21st century, and they dared to pour a dung bucket on me. If you run, you can't run tomorrow today. I'll settle accounts with you tomorrow when I go to the clan study. ”

The tiger is not powerful, you and I are a sick cat.