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They all came in time, but usually after going to the grave, Old Man Jiang would stay here for a while.

That's why I said I was going to stay for a few days.

Today is probably a special day, and when I got up early in the morning, Jun Ci saw the old man who was eating breakfast with a cloudy and uncertain look.

The person who delivered the meal was still the middle-aged man from the countryside who he talked to last night, and when he came to deliver the food, he was accompanied by a girl, who was not dressed like a person here, and wore exquisite makeup, but he was not particularly beautiful, and he was delicate and delicate.

She came to help deliver food, but her eyes kept rolling between Jun Ci and Jiang Yi, very straightforward, but with a shy gaze.

Jiang Yi didn't like such people very much, and his expression was obviously indifferent.

No one dared to talk to him.

Jun Ci is not as cold as Jiang Yi, but he has an extraordinary bearing, and his expression is not angry and arrogant, the middle-aged man looked at Jun Ci and Jiang Yi several times, and he didn't dare to come forward and say anything.

"Uncle Jiang, what do you want to eat at noon, I'll let my family make it for you, don't worry, her craftsmanship is good!"

Jiang Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, and the old man shook his head: "I can't trouble you every time I come, I bring a chef with me, and I won't get in the way." ”

It didn't matter what the old man ate here before, but Jiang Yi had several opinions, he was not used to eating the food made by people here, in the end it was not as exquisite as the one from home, plus there was a Jun porcelain this time, the old man thought about it for a while, but brought a chef.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't want to say anything.

The girl behind him mustered up her courage, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

After breakfast, Old Man Jiang took Jun Ci and Jiang Yi up the mountain, followed by Uncle Tao and others from a distance.

They also carried some worship things in their hands, and this was the first time Jun porcelain had come into contact with these.

Grandma Jiang Yi is buried in this wide place behind the mountain, which is a piece of land, standing on it and looking around, you can see all the scenery, very beautiful and natural.

On that side of the hill, a leafy earthen bag stands out.

That's the grave.

The old man stood here, as if he was a little sentimental, and his lips moved: "If I have the opportunity, I want to be buried here with you." ”

Today, the sun is not very big, and there is still a light breeze, and the weather is comfortable, but this sentence makes people feel sad for no reason.

Jiang Yi frowned and said, "Grandpa, can you not say these words." ”

After all, it was his grandfather, and Jiang Yi was very uncomfortable when he heard these words.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are all things sooner or later, and I'm almost there, what can't I say?"

The old man was rare stubborn, he sighed, understanding that this was just delusion.

His status is not ordinary, and even if he wanted to, the state would never allow him to be buried on such a lonely hillside after his death.

If it weren't for Grandma Jiang Yi's insistence, she would have been buried in a better place.

Seeing that Jiang Yi's face was also a little bad, Old Man Jiang sighed: "Okay, don't talk about it, burn some paper for your grandmother." ”

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yi took action.

Jun Ci doesn't understand these rules of worship, but Jiang Yi understands, so naturally he will follow what Jun Ci does.