Chapter 120: The Prophet of the Future?

Jiang Nu held the hand of the chopsticks for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but heat up.

"Okay, we'll go later."

Mrs. Jiang took out five hundred coins from her arms and handed them to Jiang Nu, "Buy more fragrant wax paper money, and burn it all for Yuejian." ”

"Mother, I have money, I don't need you to pay for it."

"Take it." Mrs. Jiang was very stubborn and forced it into his hand.

Then he sighed again, "Yuejian This girl is kind-hearted, and she also helped our Jiang family to give birth to the baby bump of Mianmian, but unfortunately she died so early, and we had no money before, only on the day of her death can we buy some paper money to burn, I am afraid that in the underworld, she will also have a hard time."

Now that the family has money, buy more, compensate her, and buy some paper houses, paper people or something, we are going to move to the town, and she has to change the house, right? ”

When Jiang Nu heard this, he accepted the five hundred yuan.

After eating, Jiang Zhimian and Jiang Nu went out.

First went to the widower's house in the next village to buy good things, and then pulled it by an ox cart to the foot of Daqing Mountain.

This is the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family, and Song Yuejian, that is, the mother of the original owner, is the first daughter-in-law to be buried in the ancestral grave.

It can be seen that her status in the Jiang family is important.

Jiang Zhimian has never had contact with Song Yuejian, only that she died in childbirth for the sake of the original owner, and she is a very poor mother.

I don't know if it's the original owner's subconscious mind that is doing it.

When I squatted on the ground and burned paper, I was faintly touched in my heart.

On the other hand, Jiang Nu was already crying so much that he couldn't stop crying.

"Yuejian, Mianmian and I have come to see you, Mianmian is very beautiful now, and she is as smart as you, she has earned a lot of money for our family, and I will also burn some for you.

You are in the underworld, don't be reluctant to spend it, we have money, you are living better below, and when I come later, I will be happier in my heart. ”

Jiang Nu babbled a lot.

After everything was burned, he and Jiang Zhimian got up and left.

It's just that on the way back, I kept looking back and looking at the smaller and smaller tombstone.

Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The affection is still the same, but there is no choice but to separate yin and yang.

Affected by his emotions, Jiang Zhimian's mood was also suppressed all day.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt a lot better.

Shopkeeper Hu has already sent sandalwood trees, a yard full of piles, piled higher than people, and everyone has to go around the aisle.

But everyone's face was full of smiles.

Where is this a pile of wood.

This is clearly a mountain of gold!

Follow Mianmiangan, that's really meat to eat.

The big guy was in full swing, and Jiang Zhimian went out and went straight to Chi Mohan's house.

She has been very busy in the past two days, and she is so busy that she has no time to find Chi Mohan.

No, I don't have time to see Chasing Wind and the little ram.

She had recently lost weight again, and she felt light when she walked, and soon she was in front of the yard, her face was not red and she was out of breath.

raised his eyes and saw Chi Mohan drinking tea in the courtyard.

I pushed the door very happily and walked in, with a mysterious expression, "Chi Mohan, guess what's good about me lately?" ”

"Can't guess." Chi Mohan replied very simply, raised his wrist slightly, and sent the tea into his thin lips, and his ink-colored sleeves swayed gently in the wind.

It has a feeling of being a master of the world.

"Do you remember the last time we saw the house at the entrance of the town, it's called Leisurely House, I bought it!" Jiang Zhimian shared the joy with him.

Chi Mohan nodded indifferently, "Really?" Congratulations. ”

His reaction was too bland, which made Jiang Zhimian suspicious in his heart.

It felt as if Chi Mohan already knew about it.

But except for the Jiang family, she has not spread it!