Jiang Wanyue paused, without much emotion on her face.
The last time I went to the provincial capital, Jiang Yuanyuan, who was far away abroad, came back, which meant that the old man really didn't have much time left.
For a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease and lying in bed all day, death may be a relief.
Assistant Liu said, "My condolences."
Jiang Wanyue thanked him and held out her hand: "I'll go to the provincial capital tomorrow morning. It'll be much faster than the post office. I'll take it to you."
Assistant Liu looked at her with admiration.
I have been in Xiaojing Brigade for some time. I often hear people talk about this deputy branch secretary. I know that she is young, capable and talented. Now I can experience up close why she has come to this point today.
She did not dwell on the sorrow of the death of her loved ones, but quickly moved on and looked forward.
How could such a person not succeed?
If Jiang Wanyue knew what Assistant Liu was thinking, she would probably be speechless.
She simply has no feelings for the Jiang family.
When she got home from get off work in the evening, she met the worried gazes of her two children.
Zhao Xiangbei spread the message so loudly today, probably many people know that her grandmother passed away.
"Huaizhi, Yingzi, I have to go to the provincial capital tomorrow, for about two or three days." Jiang Wanyue paused and said, "I should have taken you with me, but after thinking about it, it's really not necessary, and it will also affect your studies. You three can eat at grandma's house these few days."
Song Huaizhi nodded and asked with his eyes wide open, "Then when mom goes to the provincial capital this time, will she meet grandpa and grandma?"
Jiang Wanyue patted his head and said, "I've seen you several times before. Don't worry, I'm from the Xiaojing Brigade. I won't miss going back to the city anymore. I'll go home as soon as the funeral is over."
She knew that the child lacked a sense of security and was afraid that she would not come back after meeting the Jiang family.
As they were talking, Zhou Xiugui came in from the door. She tentatively said, "I've never heard you talk about the Jiang family before. I just found out that you still have a living grandmother. As a relative, I should go to the funeral, but it's not convenient to go far away and can't leave your family. This is a condolence gift. It's not much, but it expresses my feelings."
Zhou Xiugui really didn't know much about her daughter-in-law's family situation. She asked a few times at the beginning, but the fourth daughter-in-law was vague and cried at the slightest provocation, so she didn't dare to ask anymore later.
In fact, the original body was afraid that people would know that she was an adopted daughter, so she never mentioned anything about the Jiang family. Zhou Xiugui didn't even know how many people there were in the Jiang family.
Jiang Wanyue took a look and saw that the widow's gift was three yuan, which was definitely a large sum of money for the villagers.
She said, "We don't have much contact, so there's no need to give me a dowry. I'll just trouble you to take care of the children for the next two days."
The next morning, Jiang Wanyue took a truck to the provincial capital.
The truck was supposed to go to the provincial capital to buy ducks two days later, but she happened to be going to the province, so she simply went ahead with it.
She took a nap in the truck and arrived at the provincial capital feeling refreshed.
She first went to the agricultural school and handed the Lianhu County newspaper to the students of the agricultural school research institute. Then she had a meal with Wu Zhiqiang before going to the Jiang family.
The Jiang family does not live in the textile factory, but in a small courtyard in the city center. This is an old house left by the Jiang family's ancestors.
Jiang Qizhen studied abroad in the Soviet Union when he was young, so he was able to become a leader so quickly after returning to China. In that era, children without any family background would have no chance to study abroad, so it is not surprising that his ancestors had such a house.
There were elegiac couplets posted at the gate of the Jiang family's yard, and many wreaths were placed against the wall. Many people came to pay their respects.
Jiang Wanyue walked in and immediately emptied her mind.
Now, she just needs to complete the last thing on behalf of the original body and silently see the old man off to the end.
Jiang Yuanyuan came forward and handed her a linen dress. Jiang Wanyue put it on, then burned incense, knelt down in front of the mourning hall, and burned paper with her head down.
"Which one is this?"
"Only a filial son or grandson would keep kneeling and burning paper. Which descendant of the Jiang family is this?"
"It seems to be... the adopted daughter from before?"
"I remember that we broke off the relationship, so why are you here at the Jiang family?"
Jiang Yuanyuan said, "We just severed our relationship as adoptive parents, but the affection we had in the past still exists. Now that the old lady has passed away, what's so strange about her coming to see her off?"
All the aunts and uncles stopped talking immediately.
Jiang Yuanyuan knelt down beside Jiang Wanyue and whispered, "Rongjun, your granddaughter, couldn't hold on after kneeling all night yesterday. Today, she said she was not feeling well and is lying in her room. You are not related by blood, so don't force yourself. Have you eaten? I'll go cook you some noodles."
"No need, I came here after eating." Jiang Wanyue threw the coins into the brazier, "I will only kneel during the day, it is not my turn to keep vigil at night."
At this time, Ms. He heard that Jiang Wanyue had arrived, and came out from the back, looking down at her and said, "Wanyue, come in with me for a moment. I have something to ask you."
Jiang Wanyue continued to burn paper: "If you have anything to say, wait until the funeral is over."
Ms. He frowned: "Why do you always have this attitude?"
"Sister-in-law!" Jiang Yuanyuan tried to smooth things over. "Wanyue just arrived in the provincial capital by car. She came here to pay her respects without even taking a break. Let's talk about anything later. There are so many relatives here."
Ms. He then said nothing.
Jiang Wanyue's ears were finally quiet.
When burning paper, you don’t have to think about anything and you feel a sense of relaxation.
In the evening, the Jiang family arranged a few simple tables for dinner, and Jiang Wanyue also met Gu Zhou, the son-in-law of the Jiang family who had just got off work.
As soon as Gu Zhou arrived in the yard, his eyes automatically locked on Jiang Wanyue.
Even though Jiang Wanyue had no emotional experience, she vaguely understood that this guy must like her original self.
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