Chapter 353 Jiangjia Village

From the moment he stepped into this hometown village, Jiang Mengqing had no impression of the people in front of him, nor did he know their names. After they were introduced just now, he didn't know who was who and could only respond randomly. However, he knew Jiang Chengming mentioned by the so-called Sixth Grandpa just now.

That was his father's name, but he didn't understand what Sixth Grandpa said. Could there be someone with the same name in the world? Or was there someone named Jiang Chengming in his hometown?

What also made him very upset was the word "adoption".

He was confused. Old Lu next to him blinked his eyes and hissed his teeth. Although it was a bit messy, he seemed to understand a little bit.

This was in stark contrast to Jiang Mengqing's bewildered look, but as a driver he could not say anything or ask anything. He suddenly understood why Jiang Shiyue had told them such words before.

It turns out there is such a thing. I just don’t know if it’s just the same name or if there is some inside story.

Jiang Shiyue chatted with the old man whom she called Sixth Grandfather in a very familiar manner. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and before they knew it, they arrived in front of a large courtyard.

The yard is very large, with large vegetable gardens in front and back, and large areas of rapeseed planted there.

The house is made of green bricks and green tiles. It is a typical five-room tiled house with side rooms on both sides. It is located in the center of the land.

In the middle is a road paved with red bricks, surrounded by yellow mud walls with vines climbing on them with pink or yellow flowers. In the middle is a black painted double door that looks particularly old.

The door opened early and there was a crowd of people standing at the door.

I guess they already knew the news and were all waiting at the door. What followed was a chaotic yet seemingly orderly scene of family recognition. No one introduced who was who to Jiang Mengqing, as if Jiang Mengqing should know all these people.

But he introduced Jiang Shiyue to the elders in the village and the younger generations of her age, just like he had just introduced them at the entrance of the village.

Although there were a lot of aunts and uncles, Jiang Mengqing didn't recognize any of them, and the same was true for Jiang Shiyue. However, Jiang Shiyue smiled obediently and sweetly, and soon, people in the village fell in love with her, not to mention that she was Jiang Sheng's daughter in their eyes.

Jiang Sheng was the most promising young man in the area, and it was he who made the Jiang family prosperous.

But he didn't expect that when he came back, his daughter had grown up so much. For a moment, many people sighed and lamented that time is unforgiving.

Jiang Mengqing's body was stiff, and his expression was stiff, but fortunately he was usually a serious person, and after entering the house, he felt much better.

At this time, he couldn't help but go to find Jiang Shiyue. When he saw Jiang Shiyue sitting with the two little girls, he didn't know why, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Jiang Shiyue seemed to be his backbone, although this feeling made him hate and despise himself.

But he had to admit that the moment he saw his daughter, his heart calmed down. At this moment, he finally remembered that when he first entered the village, his daughter told him not to talk nonsense in the village.

By now he finally felt it was very strange. His name was Jiang Mengqing and he was born in City C. He was a native of City C and his father was Jiang Chengming. But here, his name was Jiang Sheng.

After a busy period, the moon was already at its zenith. How could Jiang Mengqing sleep? He tossed and turned and finally couldn't help but walked out of the yard.

The five large tiled houses were very large. He had a separate room, Old Lu lived in the wing, and Jiang Shiyue lived with the so-called fourth aunt's daughter in the house at the back.

When he stood in the yard, the silvery moonlight had enveloped the place, and there was a faint mist, just like the heavy fog that appeared in City C some time ago.

There seemed to be something flying in the fog, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Jiang Mengqing walked to the gate unconsciously and pushed open the black lacquered door. He turned his head and looked, then he felt something was wrong. The house he lived in just now was too quiet. He clearly remembered that before he went to sleep, there were many people there and the lights were on, but now the lights had been turned off.

There was no electricity in this village, so everyone lit candles. But with four or five candles in a house it was still bright. When he looked back, he saw only a pitch-black night, and the house looked like a monster lurking in the darkness.

Jiang Mengqing's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but take several steps back.

At this moment, there seemed to be light shining through the white mist in the direction of the center of the village.

Then as the light came, the sound of people talking was heard. Because it was far away, Jiang Mengqing couldn't hear what they were saying. He thought for a moment and took out his cell phone. In fact, he didn't usually use his cell phone or computer. He didn't like making or answering calls.

Jiang Mengqing held the phone and thought about it. Jiang Shiyue was with him, and Jiang Hansheng had never contacted him. So he decided to call Jiang Zichen. Although it was already very late, his son was a night owl and would not go to bed until the early morning. Also, because he was playing games, his phone was always with him. But he didn't expect that when he turned on the phone, he found that there was no signal and he couldn't make a call at all.

Jiang Mengqing stood there with his brows tightly frowned, feeling that breathing was a little difficult. Could it be because this was a mountainous area?

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But this shouldn't happen. The signal coverage is 100% now. It is impossible for this situation to happen. At this moment, the voices in front were getting louder and louder. Jiang Mengqing quickly put his phone in his pocket, turned around to look at the dark yard he had just walked out of, quickened his pace and walked towards the place where the sound was made.

The village is not big. Turning from this road, you will reach an ancestral hall with carved beams, painted pillars, and flying eaves in just over a minute.

He knew that this was the ancestral hall of Jiangjia Village. The ancestors of the Jiang family had been here for many years and not just for a day or two.

Originally this was a big village, but a flood came and turned a ravine here into a big river, and then divided the big village into two parts.

He was where the direct descendants of the Jiang family lived, and this ancestral hall was naturally also where the direct descendants lived.

In the evening, he heard his sixth grandfather introduce this place, which made him remember it.

There were 20 to 30 people here, probably the ones he had seen at night. He was about to walk in when suddenly a hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed him! Jiang Mengqing was so scared that his whole body stiffened, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He turned around and was about to curse, but Jiang Shiyue glared at him and whispered, "Shut up!"

(End of this chapter)