Chapter 477 Uncle Jiang and Cousins
"Come in." Mr. Jiang looked at Su Qianqian again, turned around and led the way into the yard.
The road from the courtyard to the front living room is paved with stones, which have been polished to a mellow luster over the years.
As she walked into the living room, there was a painting hanging in front of her. It was a simple landscape, river and thatched hut. However, Su Qianqian felt inexplicably familiar with it. Her eyes fell on the little ducks in the stream.
"Have you... seen this painting?" Mr. Jiang waited for Su Qianqian to turn around and asked with a somewhat excited expression.
"How does this painting fit in with my purse..." Su Qianqian took off the purse. Mr. Jiang noticed the purse and his eyes gradually turned red.
"Can I take a look at this purse?" Mr. Jiang's attitude was much gentler, but his voice was a little trembling.
Su Qianqian handed the purse to Mr. Jiang.
Mr. Jiang's hands were shaking as he looked at the pattern embroidered on the purse, tears streaming down his face unknowingly.
[My dear, you have found your relative. This is your uncle! 】The system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly said something, which scared Su Qianqian.
【uncle? Here? 】Su Qianqian felt incredible.
"This picture was drawn by my father. My mother embroidered it and taught it to my younger sister. My younger sister, like my older brother, likes to learn medical skills. This picture is the best one she can embroider."
Mr. Jiang burst into tears.
"Father, please don't be sad. Miss Su, may I ask who embroidered this purse? Is she familiar with my aunt?"
The young girl comforted Mr. Jiang, then turned and asked Su Qianqian in a gentle voice.
"This purse was embroidered by my sister, but she learned it from my mother." Su Qianqian replied frankly.
"You are really Qianqian, the Qianqian that your mother often praised in her letters..." Mr. Jiang burst into tears.
"Cousin Qianqian, I'm your cousin Jiang Wuyou. Before my aunt passed away, she sent a letter to my grandfather, saying that she...she might not make it...
She is worried about you and cousin Runhe. If she can see you one day in the future, please make sure to take care of you for her. ”
Jiang Wuyou also wiped her tears and held Su Qianqian's arm, making Su Qianqian's eyes red.
"Although your grandfather was dismissed from office and returned to his hometown, his hometown would not tolerate people like us who were convicted of crimes. He was stopped on the road before he even got home, so he had no choice but to come all the way here.
Fortunately, the people of Muchuan are simple and honest, so our whole family settled down here. ”
Mr. Jiang's emotions had calmed down a little at this time, and he explained to Su Qianqian why they were here.
"We were worried that it would implicate your mother and make her lose face in front of her parents-in-law, so we rarely contacted her. Who would have thought that letter would be the last..."
Mr. Jiang felt sad again.
[I actually knew nothing about this. My mother only occasionally mentioned that my grandfather was very knowledgeable in architecture, my eldest uncle was good at using medicine to treat stubborn diseases, my youngest uncle was very much like my grandfather, and my second uncle was the most ignorant...]
"Third brother, are there guests at home?" A gentle voice interrupted Su Qianqian's thoughts. Turning around, she saw a middle-aged man who looked quite similar to Mr. Jiang walking into the living room, holding a wooden box in his hand.
"Second brother, come here quickly, who do you think she looks like?" Mr. Jiang pointed at Su Qianqian, unable to hide his excitement.
The middle-aged man who came in stared at Su Qianqian intently, his expression becoming more and more serious: "Sui Sui..."
When he heard Sui Sui, Mr. Jiang burst into tears again: "It's Sui Sui, this is Sui Sui's daughter Qian Qian, our niece is here!"
"It's Qianqian, this is Qianqian?"
Su Qianqian was too afraid that everyone would cry again. She couldn't bear it anymore and quickly controlled her emotions: "This must be my second uncle, right? I am your niece, Qianqian, and I greet you. I wonder if anyone else in the family is here?"
"Wuyou, go tell your brothers and sisters, and send a message to your grandfather and your uncle in the mountains. We are going home!"
Only then did Mr. Jiang remember to instruct his daughter.
"This is..." Su Qianqian's second uncle became interested in Jiang Baipin and looked at him with shining eyes.
"My name is Jiang Baipin, and I'm Miss Su's...friend." Jiang Baipin clasped his fists and saluted, his attitude surprisingly humble.
"Friends... okay, okay." The second uncle immediately lost interest.
"Qianqian, I'm your third uncle Jiang Nian, this is your second uncle Jiang He, and your eldest uncle Jiang Shan often lives in the mountains with your grandfather..."
"cousin!"
"cousin!"
Su Qianqian was listening to her third uncle introducing the members of the Jiang family when she heard calls one after another, and then more than a dozen men and women of various ages rushed in from the living room door.
"Can't you be more polite?" Third uncle Jiang Nian was a little embarrassed and secretly glanced at Su Qianqian, but this sentence was immediately drowned out by the enthusiastic self-introductions of the Jiang family brothers and sisters.
"I am your eldest cousin Jiang Fengyi, and this is your cousin's wife..."
"I came by myself. I am your cousin Mu Yun..."
"I am my second cousin Jiang Enyi..."
"I am my second cousin's wife, Shi Fengming..."
"I am my sixth cousin Jiang Jieyou..."
"Hahaha, Sixth Sister, how could you get there first..."
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The Jiang family brothers and sisters and younger generations, whose order was disrupted, became more unrestrained and showed their welcome to Su Qianqian to their heart's content.
"Get out of the way!" The childish voice of a young girl made those who surrounded Su Qianqian immediately retreat and make way for her with grievance and helplessness.
"I just made a bowl of dessert, and you guys are the kings here, right?"
A middle-aged woman with a pretty face came over, with straps tied on her sleeves. Behind her followed a graceful and frail woman who looked older. She was holding a tray in her hands and smiling shyly at Su Qianqian.
"Qianqian, oh, this handsome guy... get out of the way, you look rough and clumsy and you don't know the world... I'm your third aunt Ding. I don't have any other skills except cooking. These girls and boys all rely on this to manage."
Ding's voice alternated seamlessly between gentle clips and rough, sinister sounds, and the men and women around her were afraid to speak and watched her perform.
"How's the weather, third aunt? This is..." Su Qianqian smiled and looked at the gentle woman.
"I am your second aunt, Mrs. Ke. Qianqian, you must have suffered a lot after traveling thousands of miles." Mrs. Ke walked over and looked at Su Qianqian, her eyes slightly red.
"Second sister-in-law, stop it. Don't ruin my mood. I can't guarantee how today's meal will taste." Ding raised her eyes to threaten Ke, but her eyes had already...
"Hurry up and let Qianqian sit down and talk. I'm afraid she'll feel suffocated being surrounded by you all."
Third uncle Jiang Nian reminded him, and did not forget to give a flattering smile to his wife.
So they sat down according to age, and Ke placed the bowl of dessert on the table next to Su Qianqian:
"It's hot, so your third aunt made a bowl of dessert for you and insisted that I take it. She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."
"Thank you, Third Aunt." Su Qianqian was not polite. She opened the lid of the bowl and saw a bowl of dessert that looked like tofu pudding with fruits, some osmanthus and a light golden soup. The smell made her appetite.
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