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Now that Liang Jin has returned, the matter of returning to the general altar has been put on the agenda. Liang Jin means that he wants to go around Liaodong on the way back to pay homage to Liang Changhu and Liang Jiangshi. Jing Biguo naturally has no objection , and set off with a little preparation.

As soon as Liang Jin became the leader, he ordered people to go to Liaodong to find the remains of his parents. He set up a tomb in Jiangjia Village and hired a special person to guard the tomb. So when Jing Biguo and Liang Jin brought Rusha to the tomb, it felt like the tomb had been swept away. There are also incense burners and offerings.

Liang Jin and Jing Biguo kowtowed in front of the grave, and Liang Jin asked Sasha to kowtow to his grandparents, and Sasha muttered to himself while kowtow:

How come there is another grandpa.

Liang Jin knelt in front of the tomb and said to the tombstone:

"Father, mother, the unfilial son Jin'er and Biguo came back to see you. Biguo and I had a good life, and Biguo gave birth to a fat boy for me!"

Jing Biguo knelt beside Liang Jin and said to the tombstone:

"Godfather and mother, Biguo and Liang Jin must have a good life. Don't worry, we support each other and live well! If you have spirits in the sky, you can keep Sasha safe and sound!"

He said that his eye circles were a little red, Liang Jin put his arms around Jing Biguo's shoulders, and said:

"What I am most grateful for in my life is that my father brought you back."

Jing Biguo blushed a little and said:

"Stop talking, Rusha is still there!"

The two burned paper money for the elders, and then went to look at the small courtyard of the Liang family. Because of the murder, there had been no new residents in the courtyard for many years. The courtyard was already overgrown with weeds, and half of the courtyard walls had collapsed. Liang Jin picked up the corner of his robe and walked into the yard, picked up a rotten writing brush from the corner of the main room, and said pleasantly:

"Biguo, do you still remember this pen? You used it to teach me to write back then!"

Jing Biguo looked at the earthen kang that had collapsed a long time ago. Liang Jin, his family of three and himself were happily on this kang as if it happened yesterday. Jing Biguo sighed and stepped forward to hold Liang Jin's hand. hand, said:

"Although the days were bitter at that time, I still miss the taste of my godmother's bean cakes."

Liang Jin also felt melancholy:

"Yeah, when I get back to the main altar, Biguo, you can make me bean cakes, the ones with dried wild vegetables."

Jing Biguo nodded and said:

"it is good."

In order not to disturb others, they only brought Sha Sha and a few subordinates with them. When they were walking out of the village, a middle-aged farmer with a hook around his neck came back from outside with a shoulder pole. He saw Jing Biguo and Liang Jin , There was an expression of surprise in his eyes that was unbelievable, he flinched a bit, and then stepped forward cautiously and asked:

"Liang...Liang Jin?"

When Liang Jin's subordinates heard that an ordinary farmer called the leader by his name, they all looked unkindly at the farmer.

The farmer seemed to be frightened, Jing Biguo hugged Shasha and said to the farmer:

"who are you?"

The farmer in coarse cloth looked at Liang Jing and his decent attire, and said pleasantly:

"I'm Yuxiang! Jiang Yuxiang, your cousin!"

Jiang Yuxiang's family still had some savings when his mother was alive. After his mother died, he and his father squandered the family property, and now they can only earn some living money by working as porters for others.

Of course, Liang Jin still remembered the boy who threatened to marry Jing Biguo back then. At the same time, he also remembered the time when he was pushed into the river by Jiang Yuxiang and others and almost died. The temples are grayed by poverty, if you tell others that Liang Jin and Jiang Yuxiang are only five years apart, who will believe it?

Liang Jin felt relieved, he said:

"You're wrong, I don't know you."

Jiang Yuxiang recognized that the person in front of him was the little cousin of Aunt Xiu's family more than ten years ago, and wanted to go up to talk to him, but was stopped by Shi Yuan in black:

"Our leader said he didn't know you!"

Shi Yuan, as a figure under one person and above ten thousand in the Black Lotus Sect, speaks with momentum, and Jiang Yuxiang was frightened just by standing there. He said tremblingly:

"No, I made a mistake! I made a mistake!"

He said that he didn't even want the pole, and ran away rolling and crawling.

Liang Jin looked at Jiang Yuxiang's hunched back, and suddenly said to Jing Biguo with some emotion:

"Biguo, if I hadn't stayed in Jiangjia Village due to such a big change, would I be like him?"

Jing Biguo looked into Liang Jin's eyes, shook his head firmly and said:

"will not."

Liang Jin raised his eyebrows, Jing Biguo said with a smile:

"I guess you'll go to town and be an accountant, as the godmother expects."

Liang Jin remembered Liang Jiangshi's expectations when he was a child, and couldn't help laughing:

"Who can believe that the dignified leader of the Black Lotus should be an ordinary accountant?"

Sasha beside him interjected half-understanding:

"Daddy, what is a cashier?"

Jing Biguo teased his son and said:

"A cashier is a very rich man."

Shasha frowned and weighed his father as the leader and his father as a rich man. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that his father had lost money, so he showed a bitter expression and said:

"No wonder Dad can't even afford clothes."

Liang Jin knew that the son was referring to the fact that he was shirtless when the father and son met for the first time. He was in a good mood at the moment, and was amused by Rusha's Wuji childish words:

"Hahaha, I don't know who you look like, ghost."

It was early summer at this time, a family of three walked through the tree-lined village path, the sun cast broken marks from the branches, and there was a sound of cicadas behind them.

In fact, this is the case. There will always be some things and some people who can change their lives. What will change is whether they met by chance and when they met.

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Author: It's over, I'm spreading flowers. If anyone likes the story of Taishang Jiaozhu and An Chan, please leave me a message and I'll write a side story. I'm trying to unlock the locked chapters, but if you delete the ones that should be deleted, it's true. There is nothing left, very distressed.In fact, I wanted to write an article with a plot from the very beginning. I wrote this article for a month, but I didn’t expect to save the manuscript and publish 55 chapters (hey, the last chapter is very short!) I wrote it myself More cute memes, some people may not like bisexual themes, and some people are cute, personal taste!It's the best if someone likes it!I don't know if I will codewords in the future, but I still like this article very much! (The author's illogical escape thinking is hopeless ==)