Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, the door of the thatched hut was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang Yan subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over. There was a familiar figure standing in the door. The person seemed to have seen her and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

Jiang Yan recognized it as Weng Shuxu's voice.

In the old days, the young ladies from wealthy families all had names like this, so vague that people couldn't understand what they meant.

She still remembers the time when her grandmother held her hand and wrote calligraphy on rice paper when she was a child.

"Who?" Weng Shuxu asked again, and he became obviously more alert and took a step back.

The people in the room heard the noise and got up as well.

Jiang Baitao and Jiang Ci both came to the door wearing their clothes. Jiang Ci also lit a candle, and then he saw the figure that had been appearing in his dreams for many years.

Jiang Ci couldn't believe his eyes. He cried out, "Yan'er?"

"Ah?" The old couple couldn't believe it. They quickly grabbed the candle and shone it carefully at the person. "Is it, is it Yan'er?"

Was it a dream or were they dazzled?

Jiang Yan's heart was beating very fast. Countless emotions intertwined in her heart, and finally turned into a strong rush.

She no longer hesitated and quickly took a few steps forward. She looked at her three relatives who looked a little older than she remembered and called them one by one.

"Grandpa, grandma, dad!"

"It's really Yan'er."

"You girl..."

Weng Shuxu was the most excited. He burst into tears and couldn't even hold the candle in his hand. It dropped to the ground with a plop.

"It's really Yan'er."

The three of them were so excited that they were incoherent.

Jiang Yan quickly stepped forward and said, "Dad, let's go in and talk."

"Oh, yes, look at my brain, hurry up, go in." Jiang Ci picked up the candle on the ground and took Jiang Yan into the house.

The room was small and stuffy, and next door was a cowshed, which also smelled bad.

Jiang Yan almost shed tears. When Weng Shuxu was young, she was a fashionable girl who wore cheongsam, drank coffee, spoke English and watched movies.

But now she was curled up in this small, low house. The clothes she wore were old and torn, her face was full of wrinkles, and she was so thin that she looked like a peasant woman. There was no trace of the elegant girl she used to be.

"Grandma, you've suffered."

"Silly child, why should I suffer?" Weng Shuxu said nothing about his own experience. He just held Jiang Yan's hand and looked Jiang Yan up and down. "You've lost some weight and grown taller. Boss, didn't you see that your daughter was carrying such a big basket?"

"Oh." Jiang Ci quickly took the backpack off Jiang Yan's body, "Wow, what did you put in there? Why is it so heavy?"

Jiang Baitao looked at his eldest granddaughter eagerly. He hadn't seen the child for more than three years and didn't know how the child was doing. How did she find her way here?

"Yan'er, why did you come to Mo Province?"

"Grandpa, I'm going to the countryside."

"Go to the countryside?" Weng Shuxu exclaimed, "Didn't your mother...find a job for you? You've been a good student since you were a child, how could you not have a job?"

There are two meanings behind what Weng Shuxu said.

First, when Yang Hongying left, she took a lot of money with her, enough for them to have food and drink. Even if she used the money, she could buy a job for Jiang Yan.

Secondly, Yang Hongying only has Jiang Yan as her child. According to the policy, Jiang Yan does not need to go to the countryside unless she remarries.

"My mother remarried less than half a year after taking me away from home."

Jiang Yan's words silenced the other three.

It was Weng Shuxu who spoke first, "It's not easy for her as a woman to take care of a child. In this world, there still needs to be a man in the family."

Jiang Yan held her hand and said, "Grandma, please stop speaking for her. I have already broken up with her."

break?

"What's going on?" Jiang Ci suddenly became serious. Why did the child use the word 'break up'?

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment. "I don't know how to describe her. Anyway, she has changed since I left home. She doesn't care about me, but treats my stepchildren very well. She gives them money to spend and lets me do the work. She gave up the job I passed the exam for without blinking an eye, and even secretly signed me up to go to the countryside."

Jiang Yan briefly recounted what had happened in recent years. She did not mix any emotions in it, because this was the original owner's memory. To her, it was just telling a story.

What can I say about a biased and hateful mother?

Jiang Ci's eyes turned red, "She..."

I only said one word, but it was difficult to speak again.

Weng Shuxu was so distressed that he burst into tears. "How have you been through these past few years, kid..."

She only hated that something happened at home and she couldn't protect her granddaughter.

"You can contact your uncle."

Jiang Baitao sighed softly, "You have been stubborn since childhood, and you take care of everything by yourself."

"I'm doing fine now. Grandpa, don't worry about me. Going to the countryside is quite a training." Jiang Yan said proudly, "Besides, I've also avenged myself! Doesn't she feel sorry for Shi Yuehua and not want her to go to the countryside? This is just right. I sold my job, and Shi Yuehua married Xu Tian and has a home. She doesn't have to go to the countryside anymore. It's the best of both worlds."

Jiang Ci was originally quite sad, but after hearing what she said, he felt relieved and laughed twice, "You! You are still the same as when you were a child."

"What happened when she was a child?" Jiang Yan felt a little guilty. She was really afraid that she had changed too much and people would find out that she had changed her heart.

"Just like you are now, mean and vindictive."

Jiang Yan was unhappy, "Grandma, look at my dad."

Weng Shuxu felt sorry for his granddaughter, but was also relieved that the child had grown up and had her own abilities. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Oh, right! The things I brought." Jiang Yan quickly took the backpack and said, "Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, I brought you some food. Have some."

She took out the backpack, took out several large lunch boxes one by one, and also took out the rice and daily necessities she had bought for them.

"Oh my God, why did you buy so many things? Does it hurt your shoulders?"

"How much does it cost?"

In the past, this amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for the Jiang family. But what kind of life is the Jiang family living now? They are being demoted!

Even if you have money, you can't spend it openly.

"Grandma, don't worry about me. I have money." Jiang Yan opened the lunch box, revealing the plump white dumplings inside. "They are all cold. Dad, please light a fire quickly and heat up the rice so that you and grandpa and grandma can have some."

"Hey!"

Jiang Ci did not refuse. This was the child's filial piety. Moreover, the old couple did have health problems. They were malnourished and overworked, and they suffered from body aches every day.

Jiang Yan also considered this, so he quietly found the location of the water tank and dripped two drops of spiritual spring water into it.

"Stop busying yourself, let your dad do the work. Tell grandma which brigade you are in, and whether anyone bullies you."