Marrying the President

040 Returning to his hometown, Shang Ning dragged his suitcase and walked out of the train station.The bright sunshine made people squint their eyes. She looked at the square full of strange faces, but she showed a big smile.

To hell with those bastards.

She didn't know why Lu Li didn't want a divorce, and now she didn't want to know either.Anyway, she'll just procrastinate, for two or three years, then Lu Li probably won't be able to afford to beg her for a divorce sooner or later, and even if he goes to court, he should be able to get a divorce.

Moving to the bus station, the scenery flashing outside the window became more and more natural, the high floors turned into low tile houses, the grass was luxuriant, and the hometown had arrived.

This is an ancient town with unique geographical advantages, forming a natural beauty surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water.

The suitcase makes a crisp sound on the bluestone slab that has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, like a salesman knocking on a rattle when he walks through the streets, attracting countless children to poke their heads out of the house, with their dark eyes wide open. Eyes, looking at Shang Ning curiously.

There is only one dilapidated wooden house left in my hometown, which is extremely shabby among the tile houses.But Shang Ning thinks this is the most important thing.

Pushing open the door and going in, the wooden door covered with penicillium creaked, and the small yard was full of weeds, and a gray-black furry thing flashed through the grass.

"Grandma, I'm back." She shouted, the same as when she came back after going out to the wild when she was a child and had enough fun.Grandma would always scold her for playing too crazy, while wiping the sweat off her head in distress.

The courtyard was too quiet, so quiet that only the chirping of unknown bugs could be heard in the grass.

Shang Ning stood for a while, found a small inn in the ancient town to stay, bought some incense paper, and was going to visit the graves of his father and grandmother.

She was born fair and clean, and raised in a wealthy family like Xiu's, she only had a taste that girls in small towns did not have. When walking on the bluestone road, someone would always look at her with scrutiny.

Shang Ning didn't pay attention until she met an old man walking hunched over on the road. She felt familiar and called out, Third Uncle.

The old man raised his cloudy eyes and stared at her.

"I'm girl Ning."

The old man thought for a while, and finally smiled, "Didn't Miss Ning go to the city? She looks like a city person."

Shang Ning was embarrassed, the third uncle knew that she was coming back to hang out with relatives, so he insisted on finding one of his grandsons to send her up.

"That road is difficult to walk, you are a girl, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk that road."

The third uncle's little grandson is a 17-year-old boy with a dark complexion, he doesn't talk much, and walks ahead with his head buried.

When he arrived at the place, Shang Ning was lucky to have met his third uncle, otherwise he would never have walked this road.After a summer, the weeds are so lush that they are nearly half the height of a person.

Without saying a word, the young man raised his hatchet and opened a path.

There was also a bouquet of flowers left by someone in front of the tombstone, the petals withered, and only the wrapping paper was left to barely recognize it.

Shang Ning guessed that this was probably sent by Mr. Xiu.

On the tombstone of his father is an old black and white photo, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks really upright, but unfortunately, he died early.Shang Ning hardly remembered him.

On the way down the mountain, the weather was sweltering, coupled with his depressed mood, Shang Ning kept silent.

The boy suddenly yelled: "Be careful!"

Shang Ning's arms tightened, and his whole body was pulled back. The hatchet flew up and landed where Shang Ning was standing just now.

Shang Ning stood firm and looked, and almost fell down again.

A grumpy snake was cut in two and struggled in pain