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    Master Jiang Xing's residence was halfway up the mountain. Jiang Xing took Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao around for a long time before they saw several stone houses standing on the mountainside.

    The entire village has undergone earth-shaking changes. Only Jiang Xing¡¯s hometown and the master¡¯s home remain the same.

    Jiang Xing did not take the two girls directly to the master's house, but went to the back of the house, where the master's grave was.

    When he came, Jiang Xing took some tributes and placed them in front of his master's grave. Jiang Xing knelt in front of the grave and burned some paper money.

    "You go over there and wait for me for a while! I'll have a chat with the master." Jiang Xing turned to Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao and said.

    Seeing the expressions of embarrassment on the two women's faces, Jiang Xing added, "Don't worry! I haven't dared to cry in front of the master since I was a child. I didn't do it when I was a child, and I can't even do it now. The master hates people crying in front of him."

    Jiang Xing said with a sour voice.

    Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao looked at each other, nodded slightly at the same time, turned and left without saying a word.

    Jiang Xing took out the wine glass and poured three glasses of wine, and then poured the wine on the ground one by one, "Master, drink! This is your favorite "one strong drink", and this is also the last jar I will bury in the ground."

    Jiang Xing babbled, poured the wine on the ground, and took a big sip.

    ??Wine, dry and spicy, mellow and strong.

    "Hey, Master, you said you wanted to teach me this brewing technique, but you were gone before I could learn it. None of the wine outside tastes as good as the one you brewed yourself  "

    With dull eyes, Jiang Xing whispered in front of his master's grave, "Come on, master, drink more! I know you like to drink."

    Jiang Xing held wine glasses in both hands.  He drank one cup by himself and poured the other cup in front of the grave. "Second Senior Brother will be out soon. You don't have to worry about Second Senior Brother. He is doing well in there. He has become a bully. No one dares to mess with him. After Second Senior Brother comes out of prison,  , I¡¯ll bring him to see you.¡±

    "Don't worry! The day the second senior brother comes out, I will let him walk out of the prison in good condition. The second senior brother has a bad temper. No one can persuade him when he gets angry, but I will still persuade him well and I won't let him do that kind of thing in the future.  A low-level mistake."

    "Second Senior Brother was too impulsive and stubborn at the time. If he hadn't admitted that he had committed the murder, the police would not have dared to do anything to him. By the time I rushed over, it was already too late, causing Second Senior Brother to spend several more years in jail.  Although he is a bully inside, I know he must be going crazy because of the pain, and I will make it up to him when he comes out."

    Finally, Jiang Xing sat in front of the grave, drinking to himself and drinking. Every time he drank, he poured a glass on the ground.

    "Elder brother returned to Mongolia three years ago. He told me that he was born in Mongolia and has deep feelings for that country. This time he went back. He was cruel enough and didn't even give me a call. I'm still contacting him.  Don¡¯t fuck him anymore.¡±

    "After the second senior brother is released from prison, we will find time to find the senior brother to see if we don't want to settle the score with him. I have to pull off the goatee on his chin, but then again. Senior brother, follow your example.  The goatee looks really funny, I¡¯ve wanted to pull it off for him for a long time, your beard can also bring out some fairy spirit, he is simply too ugly with a beard.¡±

    Lit a cigarette, the smoke was filling, and Jiang Xing said slowly: "Master, I didn't listen to you. Now that I have learned to smoke, I really can't help it. When I am unhappy, when I miss you and my mother, I just want to smoke.  A cigarette, although it can't relieve any worries, but it can take care of something."

    "Masteryou should rest! Don't talk anymore. If you say it again, you will cry. I feel so uncomfortable! You didn't let me cry to you when you were alive. Why did you leave a suicide note to prevent me from crying after you died?"  Ah! I don¡¯t want to be an upright man, I really want you and my mother to be by my side all the time.¡±

    "Why"

    After drinking all the wine from the jar, Jiang Xing slowly stood up and said to the grave, "Master, please rest! I'm leaving. I'll see you again in two days."

    Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao, who were not far away, saw Jiang Xing approaching and rushed to greet him. Then the three of them went to the small courtyard where the master once lived.

    The wooden piles in the yard have never been touched, and the wine vats specially used for Jiang Xing to soak in are still in their original places.

    Everything is still so familiar, but everything has changed. There are endless hurts and endless pain.

    Jiang Xing and the others only stayed in the yard for a while and then left.

    I quickly returned home. Grandma had already prepared breakfast. It was already past nine o'clock after breakfast.

    The sun in the sky hangs evilly in the sky, and its rays of light shine on the earth, making this cold winter much warmer.

    In mountain villages, no matter whether there are happy events or funerals, the villagers in the village need to be notified. This has become a rule. In the past, who would celebrate weddings and funerals?At this time, as long as the villagers are notified, the villagers will come to the scene to help.

    Since Jiang Xing wanted to hold a beautiful funeral for his mother, he naturally had to inform the villagers.

    Soon after Jiang Xing finished breakfast, Yang Jiahao, Wu Daxiong, and Sun Ming came over and asked Jiang Xing if he wanted them to do anything. Jiang Xing said no.

    Jiang Xing had been waiting for Jiang Shilin in the yard. Not long after, Jiang Shilin came over with three young people. They were all Jiang Xing's boys, San Pang, Niu Gen, and Wang Xi. They had a brief chat in the yard.  After a few words, Jiang Xing asked Yang Jiahao and others to stay at home, while he accompanied Jiang Shilin and others out.

    The day after tomorrow is the seventh anniversary of his mother's death. Today, the villagers need to be notified door to door. According to Jiang Shilin, Jiang Xing does not need to go door to door to notify. He can just make a phone call. This suggestion was rejected by Jiang Xing. In that case, it would be a disservice to the villagers.  If you don't respect it, it's better to go there in person.

    The four of them, Jiang Shilin, had been accompanying Jiang Xing to make announcements from door to door. The villagers all said that Jiang Xing didn't have to come in person, and they felt flattered. Jiang Teng was the benefactor of their entire village, and they were naturally very fond of Jiang Xing.  Very polite.

    We notified one house after another. Since the villagers lived relatively scattered, by the time all notifications were completed, it was almost noon.

    Jiang Xing made another call to Yang Jiahao and the others, planning to go to a nearby hotel for dinner. Jiang Shilin and the others had been running around with him all morning, so he had to treat them to a meal. Even though they all grew up together, there was no need.  , but Jiang Xing and a few others had not seen each other for several years, so they took this opportunity to sit down and chat.

    San Pang is not an ordinary fat man. He is about 1.7 meters tall and his waist is thicker than a bucket. When he was a child, San Pang was a very bad boy and always bullied He Ruoman. He was beaten several times by Jiang Xing but he learned to behave. Later  He always follows Jiang Xing, calling him Big Brother Jiang Xing open and shut like on TV.

    It¡¯s funny when I think of the past. If Jiang Xing wasn¡¯t in a bad mood now, they would have had to get drunk.

    "Jiang Xing, hasn't Uncle Jiang come back yet?" The speaker was Wang Xi. He was the same generation as Jiang Xing. The Uncle Jiang he mentioned naturally meant Jiang Teng.

    "I'll be here tomorrow."

    Jiang Xing said softly, even though Jiang Xing had complaints against Jiang Teng, he didn't want to show them.
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