Chapter 116 Returning to Jiangjia Village
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
A familiar yet unfamiliar woman appeared in Jiang Lang's sight.
I say familiar because the two know each other and have been at the same table for three years in high school.
He said unfamiliar because Jiang Lang almost couldn't recognize the woman's dressing style and attire.
Thick smoky makeup was painted on her face, and she was wearing a black stepmother's skirt, revealing her graceful figure without a doubt, with a handbag in her hand.
There are two big flower arms on the left and right, and there is also a tattoo on the left leg, which extends from the calf to the bottom of the skirt. Half a rose protrudes from her towering peak to connect to the collarbone.
The only right leg without tattoos was also wrapped in a grid of black silk.
A pair of black high-heeled shoes under her feet, one with five crystal clear toes exposed, and the other wrapped in black silk, very charming.
To be honest, Jiang Lang was a little confused, and everyone was stunned.
It's not that he has any opinion on tattoos, but Su Jinxuan's body is a bit exaggerated!
Moreover, he had been at the same table with the other party for three years in high school.
This attire is too different from Su Jinxuan's personality as a beautiful schoolmaster...
Su Jinxuan was also dumbfounded, she didn't expect to meet Jiang Lang here, her face was a bit at a loss.
"Old classmate, long time no see!" Her voice trembled a little, her head lowered slightly, making it hard to see the expression on her face.
Jiang Lang frowned, wanted to say something, but stopped talking.
At this time.
The proprietress of the convenience store said, "Hey! Do you still want to buy it? Don't stop me from doing business!"
Su Jinxuan glanced at the other party and nodded slightly: "Buy."
With that said, she stepped forward to scan the QR code to pay, picked up a cigarette and walked out.
Jiang Lang looked at the other person's back, hesitated for a moment, and followed him anyway.
"Hey~ wait!"
He patted the other person on the shoulder and smiled gently: "Old classmate, we finally met, why are you leaving so fast?"
"Whoo~"
Su Jinxuan took a deep breath, turned to look at Jiang Lang, with a bit of indifference on his face.
"I still have something to say. If you want to say something, just say it."
Jiang Lang was slightly taken aback.
I haven't seen you in a few years, how did this girl become so indifferent?
After thinking about it, he said hesitantly, "You...that, uh~ Don't you read?"
He remembered Su Jinxuan's grades were very good, and she was a very famous beauty in high school.
Can...
Looking at the other party now, he doesn't look like a student!
A trace of sadness flashed in Su Jinxuan's eyes, she turned her head to look at the empty street, her voice was still indifferent.
"Hmm~ I haven't read it for a long time!"
Jiang Lang couldn't help asking: "Why, what happened?"
Su Jinxuan shook her head, her voice was somewhat sad.
"Nothing, I'm leaving first!"
With that said, she turned and left without delay.
Looking at the graceful back of the other party, Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, but still did not catch up.
only...
His brows were tightly furrowed, as if condensed into a hemp rope.
"This chick, what happened?" He murmured to himself, with a puzzled expression on his face.
actually...
He's not the kind of nosy person, if it wasn't for the love of his tablemate for three years, he wouldn't even ask.
Since others don't want to talk about it, he naturally won't put a hot face on a cold ass.
Isn't that purely making yourself uncomfortable?
Shaking his head, he stopped thinking, turned and went upstairs.
.......
The next day - Jiangjia Village.
Rumble!
The sky did not know when it began to rain, gloomy, wet everyone's shoulders.
There has been a saying since ancient times, to nourish richly and bury lightly.
Some people say that funerals are for the living, and they need a place to express their sorrow.
In the place of the mourning hall, there are white cloths and wreaths hanging.
The guests who came to express their condolences came one after another, and there were a few low sobs from time to time.
Jiang Lang walked in and glanced at Jiang Hu, who was kneeling in front of the coffin, motionless, with a numb expression.
Beside her was a howling old woman, her eyes were red from crying.
That was his cousin, Jiang Hu's mother.
"Hey~"
He sighed slightly, picked up the paper money on the side, lit a few and burned them in the brazier in front of the altar, lit three more sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner, and bowed respectfully.
At this time.
A man with a fairly strong body, who was in his early 50s, walked in.
He has a thin face, the skin is sunken, there are still a few obvious wrinkles on the forehead, some white hairs are mixed in the hair, and there is still a lot of dirt on the cuffs of the rough wrist.
He looked at the scene in the mourning hall with a somewhat silent expression.
Then, he waved to Jiang Lang.
"Prodigal son, call a few people over, the pig is about to be slaughtered, come and help press it."
"Understood~Dad." Jiang Lang backed up.
In the area near them, whether it is red or white, they will kill pigs.
Because in the countryside, no matter funeral or happy event, there must be meat.
The price of pork is very cheap compared to other meats, and there will be a lot of people who come for funerals, so pork is the best choice.
After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly towards his aunt
"Cousin, my condolences!"
Then he patted Jiang Hu on the shoulder again, and comforted him: "I'll go to work first, cheer up, don't worry everyone."
Jiang Hu glanced at Jiang Lang and took a deep breath.
"It's okay, let me go to work together!"
As he said that, he said to his mother who was crying and red eyes: "Mom, I was busy in the past."
Aunt Tang wiped her tears, her voice low.
"You guys go, I'll watch your dad here!"
The two came out and called a few fellows from the same village to press the pig together.
Jiang Lang's father, Jiang Lijun, was the one who performed the surgery. After waiting for everyone to hold the pig on the board with great difficulty, it remained still.
His father, Jiang Lijun, took a sharp butcher's knife, pointed it at the right side of the main artery below the pig's neck, and stabbed it hard.
Red knives in, white knives out...
"Huh la la~" The pig's blood flowed non-stop, and fell on the prepared pig's blood basin along the wound.
After the pig's blood was drained, Jiang Lijun nodded and called a few chefs from the same village to dissect the pork.
Then, he turned his head and told the young men in Jiang Lang's village: "Okay, you guys go to rest first, don't run far, and you will have to serve food later."
"Understood, Uncle Jun."
"Okay, let's take a walk around here."
"Yeah, call us if you have something to do..."
Amidst the sparse voices, the crowd dispersed into a ball.
At this time.
A boy from the same village walked towards Jiang Lang, he handed a cigarette from his bag, and said, "Brother Lang, do you smoke?"
Jiang Lang reached out to take it, and scolded with a smile: "Jiang Cheng, you bastard! You learned to smoke when you were still in high school, so you're not afraid of me telling your brother?"
"Hehe~" He scratched his head, hehe smirked: "My brother taught me."
Jiang Lang froze for a moment, feeling a little helpless.
The two squatted on the side of the road, chatting casually.
suddenly.
Jiang Cheng sighed, and said, "Hey~ I'm also poor Uncle Limin, if it wasn't for the fight with the demolishers in the county, it wouldn't be like this..."
Uncle Limin, that is, Jiang Limin, Jiang Hu's father.
Hearing this, Jiang Li frowned suddenly, and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean..."
I say familiar because the two know each other and have been at the same table for three years in high school.
He said unfamiliar because Jiang Lang almost couldn't recognize the woman's dressing style and attire.
Thick smoky makeup was painted on her face, and she was wearing a black stepmother's skirt, revealing her graceful figure without a doubt, with a handbag in her hand.
There are two big flower arms on the left and right, and there is also a tattoo on the left leg, which extends from the calf to the bottom of the skirt. Half a rose protrudes from her towering peak to connect to the collarbone.
The only right leg without tattoos was also wrapped in a grid of black silk.
A pair of black high-heeled shoes under her feet, one with five crystal clear toes exposed, and the other wrapped in black silk, very charming.
To be honest, Jiang Lang was a little confused, and everyone was stunned.
It's not that he has any opinion on tattoos, but Su Jinxuan's body is a bit exaggerated!
Moreover, he had been at the same table with the other party for three years in high school.
This attire is too different from Su Jinxuan's personality as a beautiful schoolmaster...
Su Jinxuan was also dumbfounded, she didn't expect to meet Jiang Lang here, her face was a bit at a loss.
"Old classmate, long time no see!" Her voice trembled a little, her head lowered slightly, making it hard to see the expression on her face.
Jiang Lang frowned, wanted to say something, but stopped talking.
At this time.
The proprietress of the convenience store said, "Hey! Do you still want to buy it? Don't stop me from doing business!"
Su Jinxuan glanced at the other party and nodded slightly: "Buy."
With that said, she stepped forward to scan the QR code to pay, picked up a cigarette and walked out.
Jiang Lang looked at the other person's back, hesitated for a moment, and followed him anyway.
"Hey~ wait!"
He patted the other person on the shoulder and smiled gently: "Old classmate, we finally met, why are you leaving so fast?"
"Whoo~"
Su Jinxuan took a deep breath, turned to look at Jiang Lang, with a bit of indifference on his face.
"I still have something to say. If you want to say something, just say it."
Jiang Lang was slightly taken aback.
I haven't seen you in a few years, how did this girl become so indifferent?
After thinking about it, he said hesitantly, "You...that, uh~ Don't you read?"
He remembered Su Jinxuan's grades were very good, and she was a very famous beauty in high school.
Can...
Looking at the other party now, he doesn't look like a student!
A trace of sadness flashed in Su Jinxuan's eyes, she turned her head to look at the empty street, her voice was still indifferent.
"Hmm~ I haven't read it for a long time!"
Jiang Lang couldn't help asking: "Why, what happened?"
Su Jinxuan shook her head, her voice was somewhat sad.
"Nothing, I'm leaving first!"
With that said, she turned and left without delay.
Looking at the graceful back of the other party, Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, but still did not catch up.
only...
His brows were tightly furrowed, as if condensed into a hemp rope.
"This chick, what happened?" He murmured to himself, with a puzzled expression on his face.
actually...
He's not the kind of nosy person, if it wasn't for the love of his tablemate for three years, he wouldn't even ask.
Since others don't want to talk about it, he naturally won't put a hot face on a cold ass.
Isn't that purely making yourself uncomfortable?
Shaking his head, he stopped thinking, turned and went upstairs.
.......
The next day - Jiangjia Village.
Rumble!
The sky did not know when it began to rain, gloomy, wet everyone's shoulders.
There has been a saying since ancient times, to nourish richly and bury lightly.
Some people say that funerals are for the living, and they need a place to express their sorrow.
In the place of the mourning hall, there are white cloths and wreaths hanging.
The guests who came to express their condolences came one after another, and there were a few low sobs from time to time.
Jiang Lang walked in and glanced at Jiang Hu, who was kneeling in front of the coffin, motionless, with a numb expression.
Beside her was a howling old woman, her eyes were red from crying.
That was his cousin, Jiang Hu's mother.
"Hey~"
He sighed slightly, picked up the paper money on the side, lit a few and burned them in the brazier in front of the altar, lit three more sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner, and bowed respectfully.
At this time.
A man with a fairly strong body, who was in his early 50s, walked in.
He has a thin face, the skin is sunken, there are still a few obvious wrinkles on the forehead, some white hairs are mixed in the hair, and there is still a lot of dirt on the cuffs of the rough wrist.
He looked at the scene in the mourning hall with a somewhat silent expression.
Then, he waved to Jiang Lang.
"Prodigal son, call a few people over, the pig is about to be slaughtered, come and help press it."
"Understood~Dad." Jiang Lang backed up.
In the area near them, whether it is red or white, they will kill pigs.
Because in the countryside, no matter funeral or happy event, there must be meat.
The price of pork is very cheap compared to other meats, and there will be a lot of people who come for funerals, so pork is the best choice.
After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly towards his aunt
"Cousin, my condolences!"
Then he patted Jiang Hu on the shoulder again, and comforted him: "I'll go to work first, cheer up, don't worry everyone."
Jiang Hu glanced at Jiang Lang and took a deep breath.
"It's okay, let me go to work together!"
As he said that, he said to his mother who was crying and red eyes: "Mom, I was busy in the past."
Aunt Tang wiped her tears, her voice low.
"You guys go, I'll watch your dad here!"
The two came out and called a few fellows from the same village to press the pig together.
Jiang Lang's father, Jiang Lijun, was the one who performed the surgery. After waiting for everyone to hold the pig on the board with great difficulty, it remained still.
His father, Jiang Lijun, took a sharp butcher's knife, pointed it at the right side of the main artery below the pig's neck, and stabbed it hard.
Red knives in, white knives out...
"Huh la la~" The pig's blood flowed non-stop, and fell on the prepared pig's blood basin along the wound.
After the pig's blood was drained, Jiang Lijun nodded and called a few chefs from the same village to dissect the pork.
Then, he turned his head and told the young men in Jiang Lang's village: "Okay, you guys go to rest first, don't run far, and you will have to serve food later."
"Understood, Uncle Jun."
"Okay, let's take a walk around here."
"Yeah, call us if you have something to do..."
Amidst the sparse voices, the crowd dispersed into a ball.
At this time.
A boy from the same village walked towards Jiang Lang, he handed a cigarette from his bag, and said, "Brother Lang, do you smoke?"
Jiang Lang reached out to take it, and scolded with a smile: "Jiang Cheng, you bastard! You learned to smoke when you were still in high school, so you're not afraid of me telling your brother?"
"Hehe~" He scratched his head, hehe smirked: "My brother taught me."
Jiang Lang froze for a moment, feeling a little helpless.
The two squatted on the side of the road, chatting casually.
suddenly.
Jiang Cheng sighed, and said, "Hey~ I'm also poor Uncle Limin, if it wasn't for the fight with the demolishers in the county, it wouldn't be like this..."
Uncle Limin, that is, Jiang Limin, Jiang Hu's father.
Hearing this, Jiang Li frowned suddenly, and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean..."
