The underground parking lot of the hospital, the VIP seat of the Jiang family.

The man leaned on the co-pilot, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Boss, do you want to leave for the ancestral house now?" Ah Sheng asked respectfully. Today is the Qingming Festival, and the old man Jiang asked the juniors of the Jiang family to be present.

"Hmm." Jiang Liang answered lazily.

You're my little apple~ I can't love you too much~

Some convulsive cell phones rang.

The corners of Jiang Liang's mouth twitched slightly, and Bai Shenyan, the second fool, thought of calling him.

Slender fingers slid gently to pick up the phone.

The background music was deafening, the men were crying, and the women were howling. Second Master Bai is this style, day and night, day and night are reversed.

"Sister Liang, let's go out and wave together~" The strong smell of wine can be smelled by Jiang Liang across the phone.

"How much did you drink?" Jiang Liang frowned and asked.

"Not much, no more, just a table of people to drink, drank two boxes of XO~burp~" Bai Shenyan replied stupidly, his voice was a little floating, and he also hiccuped.

"I'll ask your brother to pick you up." Bai Shenyan replied again and again, and kept waving his hands.

"No, no, no, tell him, then I'm not cold! Sister Liang, oh no, Master Jiang. You appreciate your face, and you also come out to wave~"

Jiang Liang replied: "It's a Qingming Festival today." ”

On the other end of the phone, Bai Shenyan understood in seconds.

"Oh oh, your old man wants to sweep the tomb, and you have to go to see the white moonlight in your heart~"

Bai Jinyan was drunk and a little delirious.

Syllable! Jiang Liang pressed the phone down! made a decisive phone call to Bai Jinyan. Only then did I lie down comfortably and feel happy.

Ah Sheng silently bowed to tears for Bai Erye.

Miss Ning, that's the boss's forbidden word. I can't say it, I can't touch it, and I will blow up when I say it.

The two drove for a long time and finally arrived before lunch.

This old man Jiang is also a legendary figure and quite talented.

When he was young, he dominated the shopping mall and was good at love. Especially those eyes, which hit the nail on the head and are extremely spicy.

In his later years, he was fond of mountains and rivers, and liked to travel in the mountains and rivers, so he specially livable the ancestral house to the halfway point of Yunyin Mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, no matter where your gaze stops, there is a page of pure scenery.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

The Wanxi water under the feet absorbs how much valley orchid dew and how much peach blossom water it accepts.

The blue waves are murmuring, and when the mountain flowers fall into the water, the osprey is frightened. The bluebird points to the foot, and the water is rippling. Ziyan swept over the top of the building and whispered for a day.

The catkins flew down the threshold, and the snow was cleared. Overlooking the mountain scenery, the white clouds are long, and the mist in the hills and ravines is curling.

From the temple and Zen courtyard in the deep mountains and valleys, the morning bell and dusk drum came. Through the verdant woods, deep white clouds.

One by one, long and profound, bringing freshness and serenity.

The corners of Jiang Liang's lips are slightly hooked, the old man's style is not very good, but he also has a bit of vision.

Jiang's house is hidden in the middle of the mountain.

It is tall and big, a very representative micro-style building, with a horse-head wall with pink walls and tiles.

On the side of the gate, the four big characters of "Jiang Family's Ancestral House" are engraved with a boulder.

The stele is reclining, as if it is drunk.

There was an old man guarding the door, holding a broom in his arms. Little by little, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Ahem!" Ah Sheng cleared his throat.

The old man trembled, looked up, and saw that it was Jiang Liang, and the broom in his arms fell to the ground all of a sudden.

He rubbed his little eyes in a daze, stunned for a second, and then stumbled back.

"Master, master, the little boy is back!"