Wang Sumei's attitude was too arrogant, and she choked the boss enough.

"Don't think that you can look down on people when you go to the capital, you didn't raise pigs in our team before? No matter how good life is, didn't that man still want you before?"

Wang Sumei snorted coldly, didn't mention Chen Jinhua for half a minute, and only said, "What's wrong with the pig raiser? Pig raising can also raise 10,000 households. If you're not happy, open your mouth less to pull fiber and protect the media, and you'll be idle day by day."

Is she full of food and looking for another one in the countryside? What good can the people in the village introduce to her? There are definitely not a few people who are blushing at her and living a good life. No matter what the other party said, no matter what the man's conditions were, she decided that it was no good for the whole man in the family.

She is about the same age as she has children and daughters, and most of them are widowed, a few are divorced, and if she lives with her, she will accommodate a large family in the future.

She doesn't mix with this kind of "good thing".

The old lady was scared away, and the rest of the people didn't dare to say the scolding words that she introduced to the object.

When the ladies and gentlemen heard her scolding, their familiarity with her came back.

Compared to last year, Wang Sumei looks younger, her hair is shiny, and her face is not full of folds like people her age in the village, and she looks like she is in her thirties.

The person still looks like the same person, and the feeling is obviously different.

Sure enough, the water and soil in the city are more supportive.

After another hour, Chen Yi came over and called Wang Sumei to come over for dinner, but he was almost blocked by a crowd of people and didn't go out.

The old man Jiang is short and stumbling, but his cooking skills are not bad, the fresh fragrance of a pot of meat stew is overflowing, the chicken is tender and slightly chewy, and it is not firewood at all.

Ma Meili and Jiang Youfu also came to eat with their son Zhenwu, and eight people were squeezed on an old square table.

Jiang Youfu watched his father drink a cup and pour a glass, and persuaded, "Eat more and drink less."

Old man Jiang ignored him, and added a small half cup to Chen Yi, wanting to clink glasses with him.

He has drunk so many teenagers, if something happens sooner, can he live to sixty-five? In the village, he lived a long life.

After the meal, Old Man Jiang went back to the house, and after a while, the snoring shook the sky.

Ma Meili didn't leave after eating, and asked Chen Xiuyun why she didn't come back, if she was angry with her.

After the year, Jiang Xinyu sent back the gift from the capital, Ma Meili only got it from Chen Xiuyun two months later, and what made Ma Meili unhappy was that Chen Xiuyun's attitude towards her was not as good as before.

Jiang Xinyu will not come back a few times in the future, once a year is considered diligent, and she can maintain her face with a few words, and it doesn't take much effort.

"There are a lot of school events, and there are study meetings during the summer vacation, so my mother is not available to come back, and I don't think she needs to come back. None of my sisters were at home, and she didn't have many good people in the village, so she didn't come back."

Ma Meimei's face was hot, and Jiang Youfu on the side said, "There are a lot of things in my own field this year, and I will bring some to your mother when you leave..."

Compared with Ma Meimei, Jiang Xinyu's senses for this second uncle are slightly better.

Ma Meili thinks too much, and it is superficial for people to see through at a glance, and it is not good for people to lead her well, this second uncle doesn't talk much overall, and his heart doesn't look as much as Ma Meili.

But there is a saying that a bed can't sleep two people.

For the second uncle and aunt's family, there will definitely not be many contacts in the future, but there is no need to be overly concerned.

Xiao Jiang Yan and Jiang Xinyu's mother and son slept on the mat under the shed, and Chen Yi took the old man's straw frame semi-finished product to continue weaving, but he really didn't have any talent in this area, and he didn't make much progress for half a day.

The old man Jiang, who was sleeping in a daze, coughed a few times when he got up, and when he went out, he saw Chen Yi sitting there, took out a small cloth pocket from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yi, "This is for the three Xinyu sisters, I'll go to the ground."

Old man Jiang was short and thin, the strength of the wine he drank at noon had not completely dissipated, and his face was black and red, but the back of picking up the hoe and walking looked quite energetic.

Chen Yi opened the small cloth pocket and saw that there was a bunch of small change inside, the total amount of zero and zero may be less than twenty yuan, and Jiang Xinyu sisters and three people are almost divided into a few pieces

Yuan.

In the middle of the afternoon, the weather was cool, Jiang Xinyu and Chen Yi took the child to walk around the edge of the village, and the child looked at the people who were stabbing in the river.

The river water is crystal clear, and the temperature is not cool, if it weren't for someone else, Jiang Xinyu would have wanted to jump in and swim twice.

"Xinyu, Chen Yi, your master lay under the tree on the ground and fell asleep to death."

Ma Meili ran out of breath and approached the front.

Jiang Xinyu asked rhetorically, "Sleep dead? Are people still angry?"

Ma Meili waved her hand, "It's out of gas, people should go."

"He was working well before, he sat there and rested for a while before falling asleep, and I said that he might as well go back and rest when he came to the field to be lazy, who would have thought that he would sleep under the tree all afternoon without waking up."

Before arriving at the second uncle's house, Jiang Xinyu heard his crying.

Jiang Xinyu asked Chen Yi to take the child back and entered the hospital by herself.

Old man Jiang was lying on the mat, his face was not much different from noon, he looked black, red, black and red.

Jiang Youfu knelt beside him and cried with tears on his face, and his howling voice was hoarse.

Jiang Xinyu handed the small cloth bag that Old Man Jiang gave to Chen Yi to Ma Meili, "In the afternoon, when the master goes to work in the field, he will give it to the three sisters."

Obviously, the old man Jiang looks very normal during the day, he can still kill chickens and cook at noon, drink and eat, and go to work in the fields in the afternoon.

Thinking back to what he said today, he felt that he had the meaning of confessing his last words, and he didn't forget to give money before going to the ground, could it be that he himself realized that the limit was coming?

Ma Meimei's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it, the old man didn't leave a penny for her family Zhenwu, why did he leave it for the three sisters of Jiang Xinyu?

Dead people in the village are not trivial, and a bunch of people came after a while.

When Chen Yi came, he took out five pieces of unity from his pocket and gave Jiang Youfu in front of everyone, asking him to handle the funeral of Old Man Jiang.

The people in the village nodded in their hearts, feeling that Jiang Xinyu and his family were quite good.

It is a lot for a family in the village to give one or two yuan, and it is a lot for relatives to give five yuan, and it is rare to give fifty yuan at a time like Chen Yi in any village.

Jiang Xinyu didn't come back at all when Mrs. Li died, and this time when she came back, Old Man Jiang died, and Jiang Xinyu and Chen Yi didn't plan to go after attending his funeral in the village.

The house was cleaned up by the mother-in-law and barely able to live in, and the clean sheets were laid out, and the family of three lay side by side.

The child has no mind at all, and when the time comes, he sleeps soundly.

The couple whispered and listened to the incessant sound of insects outside and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Jiang Xinyu can be said to have no feelings for Old Man Jiang, but the people who sit and eat together at noon will be gone in the afternoon.