The next day, the sky finally cleared, and the blue sky was full of white clouds.

Jiang Xiaofeng and Luo Zhaodi went to Jianyang, and Jiang Ting stayed in Jiangwan and was taken by Jiang Haiyang and his wife.

Jiang Xiaoqing, Jiang Xiaolei and Jiang Xiaoyu are still handing out leaflets, and the excellent store is doing activities as usual.

Wang Ping still drives a small truck, collecting crayfish in ten miles and eight towns and delivering them to various crayfish shops.

No matter what happens, life has to go on.

Jiang Haibo, Jiang Cuiyu and Jiang Xiaofeng all entered the city, the mother and daughter couldn't help much, Lin Jiayin and Feng Yanhong accompanied them and waited for news.

Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Haibo started a new day of searching together.

Under Ren Changxia's arrangement, there were more people searching today, and they searched more than ten miles downstream from Dashaba, but after a whole day, no one was found.

"Third uncle, look ......"

On the way back to the spice factory, Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Jiang Haibo sighed and said heavily: "I'll go to Yingshan in a while and tell Brother Cuishan and Wang Ping about the faithful." ”

"The matter has come out, what should be faced is still to be faced!"

Jiang Cuiyu's maiden home is in Yingshan, a village in Qingshan Town, five or six miles away from Jiangwan.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I'll send you there!" ”

Jiang Haibo waved his hand, "I went today, I may live there, although the faithful person has not been found, but the future still has to be done." ”

"The faithful are gone, only the elderly Brother Cuishan and Wang Ping's orphans and widows are left, and there is no one at home who can take charge of things, so I have to help."

Jiang Xiaobai listened with a heavy heart.

Although Jiang Cuiyu is his third aunt, Jiang Cuishan's family is far away from him, and he is not a relative.

But Jiang Zhongzhong died because he saved people, he respected it in his heart, and he also felt grief for what happened to the Jiang family.

The hero who saves people should not forget, and the hero's family should not be without consolation.

"I'll go with you and see if I can help!"

Jiang Xiaobai said solemnly.

Jiang Haibo glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "It shouldn't be needed for the time being, but in the future, if you can arrange a job for Wang Ping, so that she can raise Zi'an and Zixuan to adulthood, the third uncle will thank you a lot." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Third uncle, don't say that, I also want to do something for them, and I will arrange the future work of Wang Ping's sister-in-law." ”

Jiang Haibo nodded, as if a stone in his heart had fallen.

What he is most worried about is what will happen to that family after Jiang Zhongzhong is gone?

Now that Jiang Xiaobai is willing to help, he is finally relieved.

Chen Chuan said on the side: "Uncle, I will try my best to take care of their mothers in the future." ”

After speaking, he said to Jiang Xiaobai gratefully: "Boss Jiang, I have caused you trouble in the past two days, and I will repay you in the future." ”

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said, "Brother Chen Chuan, don't say that, no one will care if something like this happens." ”

Chen Chuan said sincerely: "Boss Jiang, you are a good person!" ”

A simple rural man, who has never read any books, expresses his feelings so simply.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't expect that after being reborn, he got the first good guy card.

He asked himself: Are you a good person?

Less!

He was reborn and just wanted to make up for the regrets he had for his wife and daughter in his previous life, so that his family and loved ones could live a good life.

He felt that he was actually a selfish person.

But in life, there are always some things that he can't ignore.

For example, the fire in Jianyang last time, such as Jiang Zhongzhong's sacrifice for saving people this time, he can't do these things and ignore them.

Perhaps, it is the cultural genes in the bones of the Chinese people that make everyone have feelings for their family and country, and have a deep respect for heroes.

Inexplicably, his mind suddenly flashed with Li Manman's figure.

The classmate who chose to go to a remote mountain village in Tucheng to teach.

Her choice is not a hero mode, and it is not a kind of dedication and dedication!

The real good people should be Jiang Zhongzhong, Li Manman!

Back in the office of the spice factory, Jiang Cuiyu hurriedly asked when she saw her husband, "Did you find it?" ”

"Nope!"

Jiang Haibo shook his head heavily.

After a day, Jiang Cuiyu gradually accepted the facts, although her face was still full of sadness, but her mood was much calmer.

"Still haven't found it!"

Jiang Cuiyu silently shed two lines of tears in her eyes, and choked up: "How can you tell your eldest brother this?" ”

Jiang Haibo soothed: "You go home with Jiang Xiaobai first, and I'll tell my eldest brother." ”

"Okay, you persuade the eldest brother more, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it!" Jiang Cuiyu said worriedly.

Although she really wanted to go with Jiang Haibo, Jiang Zhongzhong's matter was also a white matter, according to the customs of this era, relatives who had this kind of white affair would generally not go home in advance, and would only go back when they sat in the night.

"Don't worry, I will!"

Jiang Haibo said solemnly.

The people who returned to Jiangwan today, Lin Jiayin, Jiang Shan, Jiang Cuiyu and Jiang Xiaofeng, Jiang Haibo and Chen Chuan also had to take a ride, five adults and one child, and they could sit in the car if they squeezed it.

When the car arrived at the place where Jiangwan and Yingshan branched, Jiang Haibo told Jiang Xiaofeng to take good care of Jiang Cuiyu, and went to Jiang Cuishan's house with Chen Chuan.

The road of five or six miles is not far, with Jiang Haibo and Chen Chuan's footsteps, it can be reached in about forty minutes, but the two of them did not walk fast all the way, and it took almost an hour to arrive.

In front of several dilapidated earthen houses, in the small fenced courtyard, seven-year-old Jiang Zi'an was feeding the chickens, he was holding a dilapidated basin, and "Nuonuo ......" called the chickens, grabbed some chaff from the basin and scattered them on the ground.

"Grandpa!"

"Uncle Chen!"

Suddenly seeing Jiang Haibo and Chen Chuan coming, Jiang Zi'an grinned and called people politely.

Jiang Haibo looked at this sensible child, and couldn't help but grieve in his heart.

The child was still smiling, but he didn't know that he had lost his father.

"Eh" and asked, "Where is your grandfather?" ”

Jiang Zi'an said: "The cauldron of cooking pig food at home is broken, and grandpa is mending the pot in the house." ”

Jiang Haibo felt sad again, he knew that the big iron casserole at his uncle's house had been mended many times.

After Jiang Zi'an finished speaking, he turned to the house and shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa is here!" ”

After a while, a rickety old man in his sixties walked out, holding a bamboo pipe in his hand, with leaf cigarettes on it, and a little girl about five years old next to him, it was Jiang Zixuan.

"How are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Haibo, Jiang Cuishan asked with a smile.

Jiang Haibo was a little weak for a while, and he thought about it countless times on the way here, but he couldn't say it at this time, as if something was blocking his throat.

It is estimated that Jiang Haibo's sudden arrival made Jiang Cuishan very happy, he didn't find that Jiang Haibo's expression was wrong, and still greeted with a smile: "Quick, sit in the house, the meal is about to be cooked, there is no food, our brothers will drink two cups." ”

After speaking, Jiang Cuishan's gaze turned to Chen Chuan on the side.

I felt a little strange in my heart, why did Chen Chuan come with his brother-in-law.

But he didn't think much of it, thinking that the two met on the road.

smiled and said, "Xiao Chuanzi, you're back, what about loyalty?" He didn't come back with you? ”

Chen Chuan shouted: "Uncle Cuishan! ”

The voice was a little choked.