Jiang Boyuan went to the side of the car, and someone stepped forward to lift the curtain for him and put down the car bench.

"Everyone, goodbye."

He turned around and smiled, and got into the car with the help of the guards.

The curtains were lowered, the windows and doors were closed, and the carriage was soon activated, with a dozen cars behind it and a mighty guard.

"Brother Jiang, this is leaving?"

I don't know who said a word, everyone recovered from the shock, walked quickly to the road and watched the convoy gradually move away.

"I see, Brother Jiang is either a prince or a nobleman, otherwise who can have such a big frame."

Hu Ke sighed, how could he not have found out that there was a capable person around him before, and he missed the opportunity to make friends in vain.

Luo Zhenping also muttered: "It turns out that the pomp and circumstance of the family is like this. ”

"By the way, I've heard that there was a general in Youlin Town a hundred years ago, and I heard that he was sealed in Beijing, I don't know if it's the Jiang family."

"I also remembered when I heard you say that, it seems that there is such a big person. If it is really Brother Jiang's ancestor, since he is not rich or expensive in Beijing, why did he come back to our rural places? ”

"I can't figure it out."

"He was also a classmate with us."

Everyone, your thoughts gradually became clearer, Song Tian frowned, thinking of what Jiang Boyuan said when he was leaving.

There is a fate to see you again, I think they are fate.

On the carriage, Jiang Boyuan put down the corner of the curtain and sighed silently.

In the carriage covered with precious furs, there is a small stove, a coffee table, and a thick soft couch.

At this time, the old lady of the Jiang family, Zheng, was sitting on the soft couch, her silver hair and brocade clothes, she was originally staring, her fingers were plucking the string of Buddhist beads made of sandalwood, and she slowly opened her eyes when she heard the slight sigh.

"What? Still reluctant? ”

Mrs. Jiang looked at her grandson with some surprise, this person has been stubborn since he was a child, when did he fall in love with those people? When you leave, you will have a meal.

Jiang Boyuan leaned against the wall of the car, thought for a while, and said, "I just had a good time, so it's a pity to leave." ”

"Play? You, you, you, have been too wild in the past two years, thinking like that is that, waiting to return to Beijing, see how you can live. ”

Zheng sighed, glanced at his grandson on his feet, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Jiang family's convoy slowly disappeared at the entrance of the town, and many people from Maodong ran out to see the excitement in such a big pomp and circumstance, and when the car was gone, they got together to chat, and they could probably guess whose house it was, but the Jiang family has always been low-key, and even if they returned to the village, not many people knew.

On the side of Buzhuang, Ah Xiu heard the movement and came out.

Now the Jiang family is in full bloom, who would have thought that it would be another party more than ten years later.

Song Tian took the first-class exam, and in the evening, Chang set up three more tables of good dishes in the courtyard, and invited Dayou to eat to celebrate.

At the end of the year, there is no rest in the middle of the month and at the end of the month, and everyone will go home to prepare for the New Year after half a month.

It's a rare good day, and a few people who live in the new courtyard have also come over.

Song Ming has been here for more than a month, and he has become familiar with everyone, no longer as restrained as before, and has recovered the fresh breath that some young men should have.

I made a pot in the evening, and there was stew and boiled fish.

Song Ercai called the shopkeeper Wu of the restaurant, Tong Wencheng in the pharmacy, to come over for a light meal.

He had been away for a month and a half, his wife and children had been taken care of, and he had been busy for so long when he came back, and he couldn't thank him.

The three men who wanted to talk about things went to the inner room alone to set up a small table, two glasses of wine in their stomachs, Tong Wencheng and the shopkeeper Wu heard that Song Tian had taken the first class exam, and they both said a few words of congratulations.

can occupy a place among more than 100 students, and it is not a problem to learn how to show talent for a few more years.

Song Ercai shook his head, "It's just the last paper, my son still has a long way to go." ”

Having said that, when it comes to his son Song Ercai, he is still red and proud.

"Ercai is humble, think about the two boys in my family, I didn't even get a roll back at the beginning, and I couldn't get up to B after studying for three or five years, I have nowhere to put my old face, so it's better to send them to help with things as soon as possible."

Shopkeeper Wu drank it all with a wine glass, he also has two sons, but unfortunately it is not the material for reading.

Scholars, farmers, industrialists, merchants, merchants, etc., even if they have money in the eyes of those families, they are all mundane things, but if they have a little money in the family, they all want to let the juniors take the road of scientific research, looking forward to the day when they will get ahead.

Song Ercai smiled lightly, and asked about Tong Wencheng's family's situation, if I remember correctly, the eldest son of the Tong family also studied in a private school in the city.

Mentioning this, Tong Wencheng sighed, he has been too busy recently, and he hasn't been able to go back in the middle of the month, and he doesn't know what the situation is at home.

Song Ercai comforted him and asked about the situation on the He family's side.

Tong Wencheng didn't know much, but Song Er asked him to inquire about the situation of his family's embroidery workshop, but he heard something.

Tong Wencheng just wanted to speak, but he didn't mention it for the time being, but he just waited for a while to disperse and talk to him privately.

The three people in the room were talking and laughing energetically, and the two tables in the hall, one large and one small, were also full of people.

Chang took the two children to a table with the women, and the remaining men sat at the small table with Huo Gao.

Today's meal can also be regarded as a celebration, Chang's let people warm up a little wine, and let everyone have a drink of fun.

Although Wang Da Niu was tall and big, he looked like a rough man, but he didn't like wine, so he quickly got off the table and went to the stove room to chop wood with an axe.

After a few days, the embroidery workshop will be finished, and he will also go home for the New Year, while he is still helping more.

Du Juan carried the pot into the stove room to add stew, and saw a man wearing a thin middle coat waving his arms outside the firewood room to chop firewood.

Since Wang Daniu moved to the new courtyard, the time for the two to meet has been less, except that when he enters the embroidery workshop to move goods, he can hardly see each other in the morning and evening, and sometimes there is no one for four or five days.

Xu felt that someone was looking at him, Wang Daniu turned sideways, and when he saw that it was Du Juan, he cracked his mouth and smiled.

looks so burly, but laughs like a fool, Du Juan turned her head, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling.

Bring all the remaining dishes in the pot to the table, and Du Juan quickly put the bowl as well.

She saw that everyone else was chatting at the table, and after a moment of hesitation, she went to the stove room.

"Brother Wang, what are you chopping so much firewood for, it will be burned for several days."

Du Juan pulled the broken hair from her ear and chatted with him casually.

Wang Da Niu swung an axe to split the firewood on the head of the pile, and wanted to say that he would get a little more and keep it for you for the New Year, but after thinking about it, he asked in a low voice: "My clothes are torn again, chop more firewood, can you help me make up for it." ”

Is his clothes torn again?

Du Juan said with a smile: "Brother Wang, what a big deal, you can just say it in the future, why bother to see it like this." ”