Grandma Jiang Yi's hometown is in a small village in Wu Province.

Jiang Jianru's former hometown was not here, but it was Jiang Yi's grandmother's wish, and she was buried in her hometown after her death.

Later, because of the unusual status here, the people under his hands in the past looked at the face of Old Man Jiang and developed this place, and now it is also a famous rich village nearby.

However, due to the topography, the basic conditions for further development are only raised, because it is surrounded by mountains, and the transportation is not easy to develop, and only the interior of the mountain has developed into a small town-like village.

Before, it was very poor here.

The old man was going here to worship, and the private guards were all dressed up in civilian clothes to follow him, and even Uncle Tao came.

Now Old Man Jiang's identity is different, wherever he goes, he must be protected.

The plane arrived at the main city of Wu Province, and the next road was only to take a bus, and the group chartered a bus, and even Jun porcelain was a little dizzy.

Because the road is too far away.

The road was bumpy and bumpy, no wonder the old man reminded them again and again.

However, it just made Jun Ci a little uncomfortable, and it was not unbearable.

Jiang Yi is probably used to it, and he doesn't look uncomfortable.

After a day's journey, we arrived in the village late at night.

If you stand on the mountain, you can see the whole picture of the village at a glance, almost all the huts built are linked one by one, and the neighbors must be familiar with each other, which is the common kind of group building mode.

"Oh, Uncle Jiang, it's here."

Someone is guarding the entrance of the village, a middle-aged man, dressed plainly, with the unique and generous temperament of the villagers.

"Ah, little dunzi."

Old man Jiang still knew each other, and the middle-aged man grinned and said, "Uncle Jiang, my dad hasn't been in good health recently, so he can't come to pick you up, so it's me." ”

When Old Man Jiang heard this, he immediately cared: "What's wrong with your father?" ”

Jiang Yi didn't like to listen to them here, so he took Jun Ci's arm and said first: "Grandpa, let's go over first." ”

Old Man Jiang glanced at him, "Call someone." ”

Jiang Yi froze, looked at the middle-aged man, and shouted, "Uncle." ”

He couldn't even remember the man's name.

The man immediately responded happily, "Xiao Yi should be twenty-one and two this year, right?" ”

Jiang Yi pulled Jun Ci and left, leaving their conversation behind.

Jun Ci looked at the surrounding village houses along the way, which was quite interesting: "Do you know the road?" ”

"I come every year, can I not know you?"

There was no light around at this time, and it seemed dark, Jiang Yi took out his mobile phone from his arms and turned on the flashlight function, temporarily illuminating it: "I don't like it here." ”

He was serious.

Also, after all, he grew up in a place like the imperial capital, and the people he came into contact with were not at the same level as here, and the environment was different, although he came once a year, no one here had a common topic with him.

No one saw it, Jiang Yi held Jun Ci's palm, his ten fingers were clasped tightly, and his tone was a little happy: "But this year is different, I have you with me, and you have to sleep with me tonight." ”

"Huh?"

"Grandpa in the village has built a house, but there are only two houses for people, so you have to sleep with me."

mentioned this, Jiang Yi couldn't hide the joy in his tone.

He hadn't been alone with Jun Ci for a long time.

At the entrance of the village, there are still people to greet them

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