The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Not long after I woke up, I still had to get up, because I was going to Houshan to pay Grandma Jiang Yi's grave first.

They all came by pinching time, but generally after going to the grave, Mr. Jiang would stay here for a while.

That's why I said I would live for a few days.

Today is probably a special day. When I got up early, Jun Ci saw the face of the old man eating breakfast with a gloomy look.

The food was delivered by the middle-aged man in the country who had talked with him last night. When he came to deliver the food, he was accompanied by a girl. He was not dressed like the person here, with delicate makeup, but not particularly beautiful. Quiet and beautiful.

She was helping to deliver food, but her eyes kept moving between Jun Ci and Jiang Yi, very straightforward, but with shy eyes.

Some Jiang Yi didn't like such people very much, and his expression was obviously indifferent.

No one dared to talk to him.

Jun Ci is not as cold as Jiang Yi, but he is extraordinary, and his expression is not angry and prestigious. The middle-aged man looked at Jun Ci and Jiang Yi for a few times, but he did not dare to come forward and say anything.

"Uncle Jiang, what do you want to eat at noon, I will let my family make it for you, don't worry, she is good at craftsmanship!"

Jiang Yi frowned when he heard this, and the old man shook his head: "I can't bother you every time I come. I have a chef with me. It won't be a problem.

It doesn’t matter what you eat here before. It’s just that Jiang Yi has had several opinions. He is not used to eating the food made by people here. Is it not as refined as the one at home? In addition, this time there is a Jun porcelain. After a while, I brought a chef.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't say much.

The girl behind him mustered up the courage, as if trying to say something, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

After breakfast, Mr. Jiang took Jun Ci and Jiang Yi up the mountain, followed by Uncle Tao and others from a distance.

They also carried some things for worship. This was the first time that Junci came into contact with these.

Grandma Jiang Yi was buried in the wide area of ​​the back mountain. It was a piece of land. Standing on it and looking around, you could have a panoramic view of all the scenery. It was very beautiful and natural.

On that side of the hillside, a lush soil bag is particularly conspicuous.

That is the grave.

The old man stood here, seeming to be a little sentimental, and his lips moved: "If there is a chance, I want to be buried here with you."

The sun is not very big today, there is still a breeze, and the weather is comfortable, but this sentence makes people feel sad for no reason.

Jiang Yi frowned and said, "Grandpa, can you stop saying these things."

After all, he was his grandfather, and Jiang Yi felt uncomfortable hearing these words in his heart.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death will all happen sooner or later, and I'm fast too. What can't you say?"

The old man was rare and stubborn, he sighed and understood that this was just a delusion.

His status is extraordinary, even if he thinks, the country will never allow him to be buried on such a lonely hillside after his death.

Had it not been for Grandma Jiang Yi's insistence, she would have been buried in a better place.

Seeing that Jiang Yi's expression was a little bad, Mr. Jiang sighed, "Okay, let's not talk about it, let's burn some paper for your grandma."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yi took action.

Junci doesn't understand these worship rules, but Jiang Yi understands, naturally he does what Junci does.