Not only Mrs. Jiang has prepared gifts.

Old man Jiang also took out a chicken leg, which he bought yesterday.

"When I was pregnant at that time, there was nothing at home, and I finally got a chicken back, and I was going to give her chicken legs to eat, but she saw that Jiang Shu and Jiang Li were still young, so she gave them food, hey, this child, has never eaten anything good."

Now that she has the conditions, she will buy a chicken leg and let her taste it.

Boss Jiang's family took a wolf quill pen and a pile of good rice paper, "The third brother and sister have a good handwriting, burn this to her, so that she can practice writing when she is bored in the underworld." ”

Jiang Lao'er's family took a new set of clothes, as well as two small paper figures, "Let Yuejian enjoy happiness in the underworld, wear good clothes, and let the maid wait!" ”

Jiang Laosan, Jiang Zhimian's father, took out a stack of letters, didn't say anything, and threw them directly into the fire.

Except for him, no one knows what is written in it, but the flames that are rising high are like his unquenchable love.

In the end, it was Jiang Zhimian.

She didn't buy anything, she didn't burn it, she just knelt in front of Song Yuejian's grave and kowtowed three times.

Forgive her for not being the original owner, and there is no way to send any gifts of love to comfort Song Yuejian in the underworld.

The only thing she can do is to live well in place of Jiang Zhimian and let Song Yuejian rest assured, this is the best gift.

When the worship was over, everyone was ready to go home.

After all, there are still a bunch of things waiting to be busy in the leisurely house, and the planting base and Guangjuxuan also need someone to help, so they really can't leave.

But as soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, it rained heavily.

Everyone ran wildly all the way, and when they rushed back to the Jiang family's old house, they were still wet, and even the dirty pants inside could squeeze out the water.

In this case, you can only wait until the rain stops before setting off.

And before that, everyone has to change their clothes, otherwise it is easy to catch a cold.

Although no one lived in the old house, when I moved before, some old clothes were still kept, so it was okay to turn them out and take them first.

Everyone changed into a set of clothes, but Jiang Shu and Jiang Lin didn't, and they wore their own father's.

No way, they used to be housekeepers in Zuojiazhuang, and they were never at home, so they didn't make clothes.

The clothes I made before I went to Zuojiazhuang can't be worn anymore.

I can only make do with it.

Fortunately, no one dislikes it, it's all clean anyway, and it's okay to wear it.

Zhu Ruyi also shaved a piece of ginger out of the sand pile behind the pigsty, and cooked a pot of ginger soup for everyone to drink to warm up their bodies.

Everyone gathered around the hall to talk and laugh, listening to the four children reciting ancient poems, although they didn't understand much, but they also felt very happy.

Mrs. Jiang also said proudly, "Who would have thought that my wife would be able to enjoy such a great blessing in her lifetime, not only can she live in a big mansion and eat meat at once, but her grandchildren can also go to private school. ”

"Then I'm the old man of the official family." Old man Jiang followed.

That's nice!

I don't know if the pig's trotters eaten by the official family are more delicious and easier to gain weight?

Liu Qiao'er was more modest, so she waved her hand and said, "Mother, the champion is not so easy to test, isn't He Zhishu in our village just going to take the top prize, I think it's sixteen, that is, a showman, I don't expect Zhaowen and Gufu to have such a big future, it's enough to be happy in this life." ”

Her words were good, but the three words of He Zhishu alone poked at Mrs. Jiang's scar.

Mianmian fell into the pond because of He Zhishu before!

Although this is a blessing in disguise, she is still distressed.

At this time, he immediately straightened his face, "The boy of the He family has no ability, our family has this ability, otherwise, can it be like this?"

Besides, there is Mianmian, as long as there is Mianmian's blessing, my four grandchildren can be admitted to the top prize! ”

Zhu Ruyi hurriedly helped on the side, patted Liu Qiao'er with the back of her hand behind her back, "Yes, yes, mother, Qiao'er actually means the same, but she is so happy, it's a little bit like it when she says it, isn't it, Qiao'er?" ”

"Yes, our family will have a good time." Liu Qiao'er hurriedly responded.

Damn, she still doesn't speak much.

Why is it so decent, and it makes my mother angry again?

How to make my mother happy, what a science!

Jiang Zhimian also stepped forward to talk to Mrs. Jiang about happy things, which changed the topic.

The rain was so loud that it actually rained for more than two hours, as if the sky was leaking, and people began to panic when they saw it.

Seeing that the courtyard outside the hall was flooded by the rain, and even the inside of the house began to become damp, Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but panic a little.

It was the first time she had encountered such heavy rain since she crossed here.

The rest of the Jiang family is used to it.

Seeing that Jiang Zhimian couldn't sit still, she thought she was worried about the leisurely residence and planting base, so she comforted her, "Don't worry, Mianmian, there are drainage ditches everywhere, but the rain is too big at this time, and the drainage ditches are too late to drain the water, and when the rain stops later, it will be fine soon." ”

"Is it like that every year?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Mrs. Jiang looked at her in surprise, "Yes, you don't remember, at this time of year, I take you to turn over the flower rope in the house." ”

Then he patted his head, "Look at my memory, why did I forget to accompany you to turn over the rope today, you wait, I'll find you a rope." ”

"No, no, I just suddenly had a brain pump." Jiang Zhimian waved his hand.

If you don't remember that it rains every year, it doesn't matter, if Mrs. Jiang takes out the rope for a while, she finds that she won't turn over at all.

I guess I should suspect that she is a fake......

No, according to the old lady's magical logic, she should think that when it rains, the fairy will not be able to remember the things in the mortal body clearly, as if the robot has a short circuit in the water.

There is no doubt that Mrs. Jiang will definitely think so.

When the time comes, maybe you will wrap her up and put her on the bed, and put a few soup women or something on the side, and roast her dry at all times.

Jiang Zhimian turned his head again and looked outside the door of the hall, in the white rain and mist, the green of the back mountain had become very blurred.

I wonder if new flowers will grow after the rain?

Even if there are no flowers, there will be mushrooms, right?

Thinking about it, Jiang Zhimian asked Mrs. Jiang.

Old Mrs. Jiang shook her head with a serious face, "Don't you dare to go, if you go to the mountain after the rain, it will be easy to bump into the mountain god, and if you offend him, he will bury you with soil." ”

The corners of Jiang Zhimian's mouth twitched, "No, this is too cruel, right?" ”