Chapter 105: Worship
In the end, Qin Jiu and Yang Hui successfully jumped to the second grade.
Two children who were supposed to be in the first grade sat in the second grade classroom.
While being conspicuous, it is also hated.
Invincible is the loneliest, Qin Jiu had to sigh at this moment, fortunately Yang Hui was with her, otherwise she was alone, like a rare animal, and she would be judged by others in and out of class, how uncomfortable it would be.
To be honest, Qin Jiu had tried his best to keep a low profile, but even though he was so low-key, he still attracted an alternative eye.
Qin Jiu didn't even dare to imagine what these people's expressions and words would be like if she hadn't kept a low profile......
The new semester is spent in envy and jealousy.
When the final exam came, Qin Jiu almost jumped up with joy.
After the exam, it means that you can go to the town.
"Grandma, you promised me that you would take me out after the test."
Qin Jiu came back with the full-score exam paper and happily circled around his grandmother.
For Qin Jiu, the temptation to make money is too great.
First, with money, you can improve your life.
Second, with money, the road to finding a husband will be much smoother.
Before leaving, Grandma led Qin Jiu up the mountain, this time not to hunt, but to worship the deceased.
In Qin Jiu's memory, every New Year's holiday, grandma would take Qin Jiaojiao to the cemetery to pay respects to his grandfather who died of illness, and Qin Jiaojiao's mother, Qin Yun.
But this time, when it's not a New Year's holiday, why did grandma suddenly remember to take her to see her deceased grandfather and mother?
It's hard to say that it's because you're going out to town?
While Qin Jiu was thinking nonsense, Grandma had already led Qin Jiu to his destination.
Look at the two wooden tombstones, look at the two bulging earthen bags......
As the memories swirled, Qin Jiu's eyes turned red.
"Grandpa! Jiaojiao has come to see you! ”
Qin Jiu claimed to be Qin Jiaojiao, and knelt down in front of the cold tombstone.
"Mom, Jiaojiao has come to see you!"
Then, Qin Jiu came to another tombstone and knelt down.
At this time, grandma endured it, but she still let tears flow out of her eyes.
"Qin Qing, I brought Jiaojiao to see you...... Are you doing down there? ”
Grandma's voice was choked and unable to speak for a while.
"Grandma, Grandpa definitely doesn't want to see you so sad."
Usually, Qin Jiu's persuasion is very effective, and grandma is for Qin Jiu. Generally, I will think about it and think about the benefits.
But at this moment, Qin Jiu's persuasion lost its spiritual effect.
Grandma looked at the two cold graves in front of her, and her tears flowed down uncontrollably as if they had burst the embankment.
"Yun'er, look, Jiaojiao has grown so big......"
Two tombs, two people connected to grandma's heart.
The most bitter thing in life is to lose the other half, and there are white-haired people who send black-haired people.
These two hardships were spread on my grandmother.
Qin Jiu couldn't imagine how his grandmother survived in the first place......
After paying homage to his deceased relatives, Qin Jiu, under the leadership of his grandmother, got on a bus that left Amin Township and went to the town.
The town more than 100 miles away, called Jiwen, has a population of 70,000 or 80,000, which is quite prosperous, at least more prosperous than Amin Township.
Qin Jiu planned that her first pot of gold would come out of that Jiwen town......
However, what Qin Jiu didn't expect was that Grandma didn't regard Jiwen as a destination.
It wasn't until she got on the train that Qin Jiu knew that her grandmother was going to take her to the imperial capital of Huaguo......