She gave Jiang Ting and Jiang Yang each a burning incense stick.
"Say goodbye to your dad. Without him, there would be no you either. Be a little filial to him and don't let him be sad over there."
Jiang Ting and Jiang Yang both took the incense and bowed four times to the photo.
Jiang Yang: "Dad, I've been a wild child without a father since I was young. Forget it, forget it, even if I do have a father, it's that photo." He actually is the son of a photo, feeling a little sad, "Well, we are all grown up, you don't need to worry about us, you can just be a ghost over there peacefully."
Jiang Ting: "I don't know if you're dead or not. My mom said you were dead, so let it be. Although I've never seen you in person, heard your voice, or been hugged or comforted by you, I originally thought I had no feelings for you at all, but I still hope you're happy over there."
After she finished speaking, her eyes became slightly moist as she inserted the incense.
Jiang Yang comforted her: "Don't be sad, it's just a few words to a decoration, why are you so sad? Look, I'm not sad."
Jiang Ting wiped her eyes and said, "How could I be sad?"
"Your eyes are wet."
"We're just pretending to show him off, so he won't think we're unfilial and come looking for us at night."
"Hahahaha, don't worry, if he could come back, he would have appeared in my dream a long time ago."
"We offered him tribute today. Will he appear in our dreams tonight?"
"Just remove those offerings quickly and don't let him come back. I don't want to see him even in my dreams. I'm afraid he will ask me for money. He has never spent a penny on me, so I won't burn paper money for him even if he asks for it." Jiang Yang was firm.
Beijing City
A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!
Jiang Dongcheng sneezed three times in a row and rubbed his nose with his hand.
"Either I have a cold, or someone misses me."
He felt very comfortable all over and had no symptoms of a cold.
Who missed him?
Alas, he is old, who would miss him?
He rubbed his nose again and went to give his father a massage.
He only remembered it when he walked into Mr. Jiang's room and asked Mr. Jiang, "Dad, you missed me just now, didn't you? You wanted me to come in and give you a massage. No wonder I sneezed so many times."
Mr. Jiang blinked.
Does he miss this brat?
The number of massages per day is fixed, so I don’t think too much about it.
He had just fallen asleep and had a dream. He dreamed of a gourd vine with three small gourds growing on it. Each of these gourds had a nose, eyes and a mouth, like three cute gourd dolls.
He didn't know what this dream meant and wanted to tell Jiang Dongcheng about it.
“Dong…ah…Dong…”
But not only did he speak unclearly, he also had to pause for three minutes after each word. By the time he said the next word, others had already forgotten the previous word. He hummed and hummed for a long time, and Jiang Dongcheng had no idea what he was saying.
"Dad, your ability to speak has only just recovered a little, so don't be anxious. It's been a while since you last chatted with anyone, so there's no need to rush."
The old man still wanted to say: "East...ah...City...ah...East..."
Jiang Dongcheng saw that his father was really struggling, "Dad, you should save your energy."
He took Mr. Jiang's hand, clenched it into a fist, and put it in Mr. Jiang's mouth.
"Dad, just suck your fingers. There's nothing to talk about if you suck your fingers."
Qingpingwan Brigade
Wushuang and 001 have been quiet for many days. Xu Nuannuan hasn't seen them for a long time, and she even has the illusion that Qin Wushuang has left here.
A few days ago, Qin Wushuang wanted to go to the Northern Military Region to find Jiang Ye, but his cousin-in-law lost the wood warehouse last time, and his superiors suspected that he had deliberately hidden the wood warehouse. He was severely punished and not only demoted, but also transferred to the northwest to guard the border.
Her cousin and cousin-in-law were no longer there, so she had no reasonable reason to go there. Once she got there, she couldn't even enter the military area.
She felt a little regretful at this moment. She shouldn't have stolen her cousin's husband's wooden warehouse. Now she couldn't go there and could only wait for the male protagonist to come back by himself.
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