Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Led by Mr. Xie, the group walked for about fifteen minutes and finally stopped in front of a wasteland.

"When Huifang left, she divided her family's land among several of us and left it here. Because it was a cemetery, no one gave the half-acre to anyone."

Third Master Xie pointed to the middle of the ground as he spoke, "That's the grave of my eldest brother and sister-in-law. I help them pull weeds every Qingming Festival, so the graves are quite clean. Huifang, just bury them next to them."

The middle-aged man who was looking for someone before came very quickly, leading a group of men and rushing over with tools.

When performing rituals in the temple, people can see the past, and today is a good day for funerals.

When Mr. Xie heard that they had even done rituals and prepared all the things, except that they did not mourn or hold a big banquet like the rural people did - Xie Huifang had left Xiejia Village for many years and was a married daughter, so she did not need to do this.

Jiang Yan took out the two cigarettes that he had prepared long ago, opened them and distributed them to everyone. Everyone was caught off guard and stuffed with a box of Huazi, and fell into collective silence.

The middle-aged man in a military green coat had been silent for a while. When he saw Hua Zi this time, he was very calm and directed everyone to dig the grave in a short time.

The subsequent burial ceremony was all according to Mr. Xie's requirements.

There are no tombstones in the cemeteries in the countryside here. Like Xu Qian's grandparents, they are just bare graves with nothing.

This would make it difficult to carve a monument for Xie Huifang.

By the afternoon, it's all over.

The fifteenth day of the first month.

"Here, I bought your lanterns a long time ago."

Mu Jiawen happily took it, turned around and put candles inside. Jiang Yan was quite dumbfounded. He really didn't expect Mu Chenyan to buy this thing for him.

In fact, there was a lantern show at the Qingshan Temple in the city tonight, and he planned to go see it with Jia Jia.

After the fifteenth day, there will be another day off on the sixteenth day, and school will start on the seventeenth day.

Jiang Yan suddenly realized that this winter vacation was really busy. Except for the first few days, he didn't have much leisure after that.

He also visited the new company yesterday, and Jing Junyang and Du Fan had already returned on the tenth day of the lunar month to start preparations.

It’s embarrassing to say that both the website plan and the game design were proposed by him, but he only output verbally, and the four of them did the actual operation.

Li Rang and Yuan Chen don't need to go back to school after the winter vacation. Du Fan is currently in his second year of graduate school, and most of his courses are concentrated between April and June, which just gives him time to study hard in the company.

"Stop selling the ultra-thin notebook you installed. I'm going to apply for a patent and then find an electronics factory to officially cooperate."

The so-called ultra-thin notebooks are slightly thinner than current notebooks, and they start up and run faster, but they are far from being as lightweight and truly ultra-thin as later generations. Just because it wasn't available on the market yet, Jing Junyang's business acumen came up with patents and cooperation.

"When notebooks have a brand, you can buy a store in front of Beijing University. Just buy a two-story one and open a formal computer store. Then your shabby repair shop can be closed."

Jing Junyang really didn't like the big place Jiang Yan built in the garage of the community.

Let's talk about this kid. He needs brains and craftsmanship, but he still shrinks his hands and makes such a small fuss. It's a waste of resources.

<divclass="contentadv">At that time, Jiang Yan was writing a plan for them. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing, looked at Jing Junyang, and asked curiously, "Old Jing, your family is in business, right?"

Before Jing Junyang could answer, Li Rang interjected from the side, "What about that? I'm going to buy coffee. Jiang Yan, which flavor do you want?"

This topic was brought to light and Jiang Yan did not mention it again.

However, he still accepted Jing Junyang's suggestion and stopped assembling ultra-thin notebooks. He would wait until he found an electronics factory there before going over to negotiate with them.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this kind of thing, and it's not that he can't do it, it's just that he is too lazy to deal with those merchants at the moment.

After all, he is going to college again. He wants to do well in his studies and fall in love, so making money can only be put in the third place. He can show off his skills after graduation, which is too late!

But since Jing Junyang wanted to do it for him, he was happy to be the boss.

Mu Jiawen blew out the candles after playing with the lanterns for a while, which was strange, but she had never played before, and she was too old.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and Mu Jiawen was sitting in the glass room painting, with Mu Chenyan guiding her. Occasionally, the mother and daughter would discuss it, and the atmosphere was quite beautiful.

"Chen Yan."

Hearing the shout, Mu Chenyan looked up, then with a smile on her face, she walked out of the glass room into the courtyard, and said through the low wall, "You didn't even tell me in advance when you came here, what if I'm not at home?" ?”

"It's the 15th today, where are you going if you're not at home?" Tang Meng said, raising his chin to the side, "Actually, we were coming back from his grandma's house. When we passed by, I told him that your Aunt Yan now lives in Qingheyuan. He just had to come and take a look.”

However, He Yitang next to him forgot to say hello to Mu Chenyan and was staring blankly at Mu Jiawen who was drawing with a brush in the glass room.

The girl was wearing beige soft home clothes, her black hair was tied into a low ponytail on the back of her head, her eyebrows were delicate, and her skin was as white as snow. At this moment, she is holding a brush in her hand and focusing on the rice paper in front of her. She is painting, but she does not know that she has also become an ink painting of a beauty!

"Yitang?"

After Tang Meng reminded her twice, He Yitang finally woke up and quickly greeted Mu Chenyan, "Aunt Yan."

Mu Chenyan responded with a smile and invited the two of them to come home.

Jiang Yan is playing chess with Yu Heng in the living room. He has lost three games, and each game did not last more than five minutes.

His interest in playing was waning and he didn't want to play anymore. As soon as he heard Mu Chenyan shouting to open the door, he quickly got up and walked over.

Yu Heng couldn't help but preach to him from behind, "I see you only got 94 in the high-mathematics test. Where did those 6 points go? Playing chess is also a way to train logical thinking. You can't just pick it up and leave. You have to use your brain. Tang Auntie is here? Oh, Yitang is here too."

Yu Heng stood up to greet the two of them, but Tang Meng looked a little unnatural when he saw Jiang Yan was here.

She knew the relationship between this child and Xiaosi. She had given up the idea of ​​bringing her son and Xiaosi together before. She came here today purely by chance and didn't think of anything else.

But he didn't expect that the first time Yitang saw Xiao Si, he would be like that

You have to tell him later that if Xiaosi doesn't have a boyfriend, you can chase her, but if she does, you can't get involved, especially since this boyfriend is approved by Shen Yan.

Mu Chenyan returned to the living room from the yard. Mu Jiawen didn't finish her painting, so she didn't call her.

Jiang Yan said hello to Tang Meng and walked outside, intending to go to the glass room to watch Gaga's paintings. Later, he heard Tang Meng's son ask Yu Heng, "Brother, what did you just say 94? Who got 94 in the high school math test?" "