Chapter 2 Memory

Seeing that the sun was about to set, the various units that pursued the defeated army also returned to the agreed place one after another, and Jia Hui's heart that had been carrying it also fell.

It's finally over.

Since the two and a half years since he left the Jade Gate, all the efforts he has made have finally come to fruition.

I don't know if I should stay in Anxi or go back to Ningxiawei?

"Brother Hun, Boss Jia, you have made a great contribution! Guess who you just shot to death? Niu Zhao, who was five big and three thick, trotted to Jia Hui's side.

"Who is it? It can't be a day of theechi, right? Jia Hui was also a little excited, if he really killed this big fish, then he would be able to catch an earl at the very least, Jia Hui looked at Niu Zhao who trotted over expectantly.

"Isn't it the Timurid people's Huntai Ji Ri Tiechi, my big brother Hun, you are developed this time!" Niu Zhao also looked at Jia Hui tremblingly.

The generals of the various ministries who were gathering around Jia Hui also said goodbye.

"Congratulations to the general!"

"Haha, happy and happy, wait for Dihua, let's go happy together, I'll have a treat!" Jia Hui looked up to the sky and laughed and waved his hand.

The atmosphere in the camp was visibly lively. That night, the slaughter of cattle and sheep was not lively.

Jia Hui was not allowed to drink alcohol after all, of course, he did not bring alcohol, although the main force of the Timurid department had been annihilated, but it was not unheard of for Leng Buding to run out of a group of men and horses to attack the camp.

The camp gradually fell silent, everyone knew that they were about to return to Ili, and it was not close from Talas to Ili, plus the materials collected this time, and they couldn't go back if they didn't rest well.

Jia Hui also returned to his camp, briefly scrubbed his feet, put on his foot clothes again, and was still wearing armor.

It's been almost four years since he left home, Jia Hui is lying on his bed, staring at the top of the tent and starting to be in a daze, doing nothing, only his thoughts are diverging randomly, this is the happiest moment of the day.

I don't know what happened to the family, whether my father has regained his strength, whether his younger brothers and sisters have grown up well, and what kind of demon the second aunt has done...

It's been thirteen years since I came to this world, and I've reunited a circle of family and friends, and although some people may not be so friendly to me, they are still full of happiness for high school students who were lonely in their previous lives.

Jia Hui's parents died early in his previous life, and he grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, although his parents died, but his grandfather had a high pension, plus his parents' savings and insurance money, in addition to not feeling the love of his parents, he Jia Hui was not afraid of anyone materially.

In Jia Hui's first year of high school, the mask took away his last relatives, and his grandfather also passed away due to illness. Only three houses and more than 20 million deposits were left to Jia Hui, making it a lonely family. Jia Hui lived alone until the summer vacation after graduating from high school.

That day, I was watching Ah B practice the steel whip he had just bought, only to hear a loud noise from the window, look up at the balcony, and wear it as soon as it was dark.

"Although I still haven't figured out why there is a mud truck on the thirteenth floor, I still thank him for sending me to this world and having a home again." Jia Hui thought.

For Jia Hui, who longs for family affection, having a big family again is really the favor of the god of mud trucks.

Thanks to the mud truck.

Jia Hui, who was lying on the bed, shook his stomach, listening to the sound of shaking a water bag coming from his full stomach. Thoughts drifted to the sky.

At the beginning of the crossing, when I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a wooden barrel under the pear tree, and I was so frightened that I thought I was going to be boiled and eaten.

Seeing the two people who seemed to be maids walking towards him with brushes and a box of powder, walking towards him with a narrow face, he was even more determined in his thoughts.

Without waiting for their own begging for mercy, the two maids scrubbed themselves back and forth, and when they were done, they put themselves on the table again.

The dazed self began to be ravaged back and forth by a pair of rough big hands, and just as he was about to shout, he heard the owner of the big hands shouting "good grandson" to him, Jia Hui decided to observe again.

After observing for a while, especially after noticing his white and tender little fat hands, he found that he had crossed over.

After hearing what Rongguo Mansion was forgiving Uncle Zheng Ge Ermin, he guessed that this was the Red Mansion, and when he heard that the Xifu Daishan Gong and the Dongfu Daihua Gong, he strengthened his conjecture.

I knew that I would travel here, and gnaw down the book "Dream of Red Mansions" word by word!

The knowledge about the Dream of Red Mansions, on the one hand, comes from Ah B's ghost animal area, and on the other hand, it is the online article.

Fortunately, I know how much the general plot is going, and I pay attention to the big events, and the rest depends on the will of God.

I sorted out the settings and memories of the original body.

He became the eldest son of Jia Yu.

The biological mother is Jia Yu's personal maid, who completed her enlightenment education when Jia Yu was 15 years old, and gave birth to Jia Hui in one shot, but she was just a blessing, and when Jia Hui was two years old, she died of epidemic disease.

Jia Yu's newlywed Yan'er, in order to let the young couple give birth to a son-in-law as soon as possible, he was raised by Jia Daishan and his wife.

Because he is his first grandchild, he is still quite loved by his grandfather.

Therefore, since he was three years old, he grew up soaked in a medicinal bath, and he had to study and learn the art of war with his grandfather, and Jia Hui's dependence on mobile phones and the Internet was cured by heavy schoolwork.

Although there is a lot of schoolwork, his grandfather put all his love for his grandchildren on himself, and what he did once made Jia Hui think that his grandfather had also crossed over, but it was not, it was the old man's unreserved intergenerational relative to his first grandson.

Jia Hui's thoughts and emotions for his deceased grandfather were also placed on Jia Daishan without reservation.

In this way, Jia Hui and Jia Daishan's ancestors and grandchildren lived in Lixiangyuan and enjoyed the joy of family.

The days go on.

When she was three years old, her mother gave birth to her son-in-law Jia Hu, but she drowned and died early when he was three years old, but soon after, she gave birth to her second son, Jia Lian, who was almost rescued from heavy bleeding, and fell into the root of the disease, and her body was getting weaker and weaker. This also made his father Jia Yu dislike this child very much.

The second uncle also has his own son Jia Zhu and daughter Yuan Chun, and the annoying Tanhua Lin Hai also married his aunt Jia Min, who always likes to play tricks on him.

The days in Rongning Jia's family were plain and warm, although grandmother Jia Shishi didn't look down on himself as a concubine, but his grandfather was alive, and under his wing, the whole house did not treat him differently, and the days passed like this for ten years.