Jiang Yijun's uncle was a barefoot doctor in the village, who wore a blue cloth tunic all year round, and had a large black mole on the right cheekbone.

And the syringes they used at that time were made of glass, and the needles were plated, and they had to be sterilized with boiling water every time they used them, because they were not disposable.

It is impossible for Jiang Jiang to have seen his uncle, and he does not have any photos of this uncle at home, and Jiang Yijun has never mentioned it to his family, he still has such an uncle.

So since then, Jiang Yijun and Wu Chunhua have been very concerned about going to the grave of their hometown.

Every year, I am satisfied with my ancestors early, and then I stop living.

Because of his own personal experience, and the death of these people in Qixiang Pavilion is indeed inseparable from himself.

Therefore, Jiang Jiang ran out to burn paper for these dead ghosts in the spirit of believing it rather than believing it not, and also talked about it.

Zhaojing Palace.

Sang Juechen rushed back from the ice bureau in the east of the city and reported to Shen Tu Wenyu: "The prince ordered me to take out those things in the ice bureau, and my subordinates have already done so, and all the things of the little brother surnamed Jiang have been brought back to the mansion, please take a look at the prince." ”

I thought that in a few days, this matter would have come to an end.

After all, the surname Xiao has also been imprisoned, and even if he doesn't die, he will have to shed his skin.

And all the people in the Qixiang Pavilion were wiped out.

As for the young man found in the car that day, after he disappeared inexplicably, the prince did not look for him again.

So Sang Jiechen felt that this was just an episode in a peaceful life, and there would be no more follow-up.

But who would have thought that just yesterday, the prince suddenly ordered him to take out all the things of the person surnamed Jiang in the ice bureau and bring them to the palace.

Sang Juechen naturally didn't dare to ask why, so he could only do it.

Packed up all the strange utensils in the freezer and brought them back, and dozens of sorbets.

According to the suggestion of Boss Yang of the Ice Bureau, he put these sorbets into a special wooden box, wrapped them in a quilt and brought them back to the house.

Shen Tuwen looked at the tools left behind by Jiang Jiang, they were all strange and unseen.

"What is this?" Shen Tuwen also pointed to the quilt and asked.

"Lord Qiqi, this quilt is wrapped in a wooden box, because there is sorbet inside, so it must be wrapped in a quilt to prevent the sorbet from melting." Sang Juechen said and stepped forward to open the quilt, revealing the wooden box inside.

"Open the lid." Shen Tu commanded.

Sang Jiechen lifted the small square lid above the ice cream box.

Shen Tu steadily reached in and took out a beautiful honey bean sorbet from inside.

"Lord Wang, this sorbet was sold very well on Shixiang Street before, and almost every store sold his sorbet." Sang Jiechen said to Shen Tuwen.

Shen Tu usually doesn't go to these places of sound and sensuality, so he hasn't eaten the sorbet made by Jiang Jiang before.

"Is that all there is left?" Shen Tuwen asked.

"There are so many left, a total of thirty-two pieces, and all the subordinates have brought them." Sang Jiechen cautiously told that although he really wanted to taste a piece of these sorbets when he was filling them, he really didn't have the courage to do so.

Shen Tuwen took the sorbet in his hand and looked at it in the sun, it was crystal clear and the color was considerable.

Put it on your mouth and taste it gently, it is cold and sweet, glutinous, and very delicious.

"Take out a piece of each of these sorbets, send them to the dining room, and tell the people in the dining room to study them carefully, and then imitate them carefully, and reward them for doing a good job. The rest is in our own ice cellar. Shen Tuwen said.

"My subordinates obey the order," Sang Jiechen agreed, but he still couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart, he had never seen the prince so concerned about what kind of food. Maybe it was because the prince preferred this taste, after all, there was no such food in Ling Tiancheng before this.

After Sang Juechen retreated, Shen Tuwen took this sorbet, and the only two encounters with Jiang Jiang automatically came to his mind.

I wonder where this little obstacle has gone? He didn't give the order to go on a raid, not because he wasn't sure if Jiang Jiang was the person he was looking for, but because he was interested in this game of cat and mouse.

He wanted to see what kind of storm that cunning little mouse could raise.

To make such a delicious sorbet, she must be a very smart person!

His instincts were very accurate, and the little evil obstacle must still be in Ling Tian City at this time, and he had not run far.

At this time, Prince Ruyi happened to walk in from outside, and he bumped into Sang Jiechen walking out with an ice cream box.

"What is Chief Sang going to do?" Prince Ruyi asked.

Sang Juechen hurriedly gave the prince a salute, patted the box in his hand, and said, "This box contains sorbet, and the prince asked me to take it to the dining room and let those cooks imitate it." ”

"Sorbet? Is it ginger's sorbet? Prince Ruyi asked curiously, he had eaten a piece before and thought it was particularly delicious, but then he looked for it again and it was extinct.

"It's Brother Jiang's sorbet," Sang Juechen said truthfully, "These are the only ones we found in the ice cellar in the eastern suburbs." ”

"Brother Wang is still smart, why didn't I think of this way?" Prince Ruyi thought that Shen Tuwen also loved to eat ice cream, so he ordered his subordinates to search everywhere, but he didn't know that there was another layer of hidden secrets.

"In that case, I'll take one and taste it too!" Prince Ruyi said as he opened the lid on the ice cream box and took out a pear sorbet from inside.

Prince Ruyi was eating sorbet while coming to Shen Tuwen, and it was time to change the medicine for Brother Wang today.

Shen Tuwen was sitting on a recliner under the tree at this time, eating sorbet slowly.

At a glance, when he saw that Prince Ruyi was also holding one in his hand, his face naturally became unsightly.

Prince Ruyi didn't think anything of it, because usually don't say it's an ice cream, even if it's a valuable thing, he can take it casually.

Brother Wang has always been very generous to the people around him, even for domestic slaves, let alone his own brother.

"Brother Wang, your injuries are almost healed now, and you will be fine if you take the medicine again." Prince Ruyi came over and said.

"Doesn't it really leave a scar?" Shen Tu asked uneasily: "Not even that extremely shallow white scar?" ”

It's not that he cares much about his appearance, it's that the pattern is so unsightly.

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, I guarantee that there will be no trace left, I still have this confidence." Prince Ruyi patted his chest and said.

"That's good." Hearing him say this, Shen Tongwen was relieved.

"Hey, Brother Wang, can you give me a few of these sorbets? It's so delicious, I haven't eaten enough yet. Prince Ruyi asked unknowingly.

"You can change my dressing first!" Shen Tu said quietly.

Prince Ruyi didn't doubt him, put the ice cream aside, and concentrated on changing the dressing for Shen Tuwen.