[Provincial Meteorological Observatory on x month x day...]
After receiving this message, Jiang Li looked at the content.
I looked up at the bright weather and sighed slightly.
Well, it’s been sunny for less than a week, and in two days we’re going to enter the rainy season that will last for half a month.
Jiang Li was about to go home, while Ye Zhenzhen stuffed a pile of clothes into the washing machine.
"It's going to rain again. There's no dryer in our school dormitory. I've washed all my clothes since the weather's been nice these past two days."
She looked at Jiang Li and asked, "Go home?"
It's the weekend, it's time to go home.
Ye Zhenzhen will not be going back home this weekend because her boyfriend Lin Wei has joined the crew to film a movie. She is currently studying for a master's degree and is not in a hurry to film for the time being.
Anyway, I have signed a contract with Brother Jiang Li’s company. Do I have to worry about not having the chance to film in the future?
She didn't think about becoming famous, as long as the money she earned was enough for her spending.
I will definitely be able to afford a house in the future with my own ability.
Besides, there is Lin Wei, and their relationship is very stable now.
"Put your clothes, those that need washing, on the bed."
Jiang Li said, "It's troublesome."
"No trouble, here's the washing machine." Ye Zhenzhen said.
It's true, it's just a matter of pressing a few buttons, how troublesome can it be?
**
"Grandpa, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
As soon as Jiang Li returned to the old house, he heard a man's voice.
When I walked up, I saw Tai Gongzheng sitting and chatting with a boy.
The boy Jiang Yunfan, the top student in the clan, is in high school this year.
"Head of the family." Seeing Jiang Li, Jiang Yunfan stood up and greeted him.
Jiang Li sat down and said with a smile, "Yes, is there a ghost?"
Seeing that Jiang Li was also interested in this, Jiang Yunfan no longer remained reserved and looked at Taigong with expectant eyes.
Grandpa lay on the recliner, looking at the big trees with green shade.
"Why did you think of asking this?" He looked at the boy and smiled kindly.
Jiang Yunfan said, "I heard from a classmate at school that his grandmother told him that many supernatural events happened when his grandparents were young."
The old man laughed and said, "This thing exists if you believe it, and it doesn't exist if you don't believe it. I say it exists, but you haven't seen it, so naturally you can't imagine it."
Jiang Yunfan's eyes lit up, "So it's really happening?"
Taigong shook his head.
After a long pause, he said, "Tell me something about my youth."
"That was when I was fifteen or sixteen, and the world was in chaos..."
A hundred years ago, there was a severe drought in Longguo that lasted for nearly five years.
From south to north, the land was barren for thousands of miles, and countless people were starving. In the end, chaos was frequent and everyone was in danger.
At that time, the Jiang family was still a large family, although the land production had dropped sharply due to the drought.
At least the tribe has stored quite a lot of food. Although life is not as affluent as before, at least they are not starving.
In addition, the Jiang family was martial, and several main entrances to the clan were guarded, so no major losses occurred.
Of course, the Jiang family still makes donations occasionally to ease the anxiety of the surrounding villagers.
After all, they had lived together for many, many years. Some of the villagers from the surrounding villages were even tenants of the Jiang family. How could they possibly watch them starve to death?
One day, at dusk on the day before the end of the charity, a woman with a big belly and a haggard appearance came to the door of the Jiang family to beg.
Having said this, Taigong pointed to the west.
Said: "It's the door on the west side."
She looked extremely pitiful, and when she saw the tribesmen guarding the gate, she knelt on her knees.
She didn't ask for anything else, just a bowl of porridge, because she was about to give birth.
Feeling sorry for her, the tribesmen sent someone in to get a bowl of porridge and gave it to the woman.
The woman left crying and holding the bowl.
The next day, the Jiang family gave alms and all the villagers from the surrounding areas came.
But no one noticed at that time whether the begging woman from yesterday appeared.
But at dusk, the woman appeared again.
His expression was even uglier than the day before.
The gatekeeper brought some porridge and handed it to her, saying, "The Jiang family is giving out porridge today. Are you here?"
The woman was a little slow to react.
This kind of reaction was not uncommon at the time.
People at that time were so hungry that they were already emaciated and were lucky to be alive.
To put it bluntly, he is just hanging on by a thread, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a walking corpse.
She shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "There are too many people, and I'm about to give birth..."
Before he could finish his words, the tribesman guarding the gate understood.
If she accidentally touches someone, this woman will be in danger.
At that time, no one in the tribe took it seriously.
There are too many people like this. If ordinary people come to beg, the Jiang family will basically refuse.
But when a pregnant woman with a big belly comes to the house, there is really no way to chase her away.
For seven consecutive days, the woman came to the house every evening.
Jiang Yunfan shuddered when he heard this, "Grandpa, is this woman a ghost?"
The old man curled his lips and smiled, then continued his story.
That is, on the seventh day, the woman held a bowl of porridge.
This time he didn't leave immediately, but stood there, looking inside with a slightly empty look in his eyes.
"Is there anything else?" asked the young tribesman.
The woman's eyes rolled slightly mechanically, "Your family is about to have a new baby."
The young man smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is the child I've been waiting for so long..."
The woman stood there for a short while before turning and leaving.
The one who gave birth this time was my great-grandfather’s cousin, who was almost forty years old.
He married three wives.
My first two wives got pregnant several times, but each time they had threatened miscarriage and never lasted more than three months.
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