Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Jiang Ning's father slept in a corner of the cemetery.

Maybe it's been a while since I last came.

Jiang Ning actually discovered that there was a new neighbor next to his father.

While my mom was clearing the weeds in front of my dad's house.

She glanced at her father's neighbor.

She is a woman in her forties.

Round face, standard wavy hair.

He has a very friendly smile.

Perhaps it was the effect of the color photo, Jiang Ning always felt that the other person was looking at him and smiling.

I don’t know what the mentality is.

Miss Jiang also smiled at the photo of the woman, as a greeting.

At this time.

I've finished clearing the weeds.

He took out two apples from his bag and placed them in front of the tombstone.

Then he took out a small bottle of Erguotou, opened it, and sprinkled it on the grass in front.

"Old ginger."

"Old rules, two apples and a bottle of wine."

"Don't be disgusted."

"That's the situation at home."

"Just make do with it."

"You're not a particular person anyway..."

Seeing that her mother seemed to have a lot to say to her father, Miss Jiang consciously took a few steps back.

Wait until you reach the aisle.

Suddenly.

She smelled smoke.

Look back.

Tian Wenhao was in front, leaning against a tree, squatting there, smoking slowly, puff by puff.

See this.

Jiang Ning walked over.

"how?"

"Miss your uncle?"

Tian Wenhao didn't say anything, just nodded.

Jiang Ning didn't know what to say about this.

strictly speaking.

My cousin is actually no different from a single parent.

When I was three or four years old, my uncle said he wanted to go out and do business with others.

He took away all the 262 dollars in the house.

Then, until now, twenty years have passed and there has been no news.

So much so that Tian Wenhao thought that something might have happened to his father.

However, only Jiang Ning himself knows.

My uncle, who had been away from home for nearly twenty years, has settled down in a city in the north.

He even has a well-behaved and obedient daughter.

This was a scene he accidentally encountered when he was on a business trip to the north in his previous life.

But she didn't tell anyone at the time.

I just came back quietly and told my aunt.

My aunt drank a lot of wine that day.

He also sang a play for Jiang Ning.

Although she didn't understand the tune, the meaning behind it made her sad.

then.

the next day.

In the study room of my aunt's house, there is a new tablet from Tian Wenhao's father.

And my aunt's pale silver hair.

So in this life.

She wasn't going to talk about it.

It gives my aunt something to think about, and also gives Tian Wenhao a place to commemorate her in his heart.

moment.

Miss Jiang heard her mother calling her.

He responded and turned around to ask:

"Since you're here, why don't you say hello to your uncle?"

"Row."

Tian Wenhao also thought this made sense.

He put away the cigarette and followed Jiang Ning to where Tian Cuilan was.

Tian Cuilan seemed to be in a bad mood at this time.

He frowns when he meets everyone.

"Ningning, go burn the paper for your old man."

"Oh."

Jiang Ning obediently took the lighter from Tian Wenhao and lit a pile of "banknotes" from Tiandi Bank on the ground.

Watch these colorful papers turn into ashes in the flames and blow away with the wind.

Miss Jiang muttered silently in her heart.

"Dad..."

"Don't bother me..."

"I am indeed your child..."

"It's just that she was a boy before, but now her little brother has run away from home, so she has to become a girl..."

"In fact, there is not much difference... At most, I can't help your Jiang family reproduce..."

"Dad, if you really want one, just send it to me in your dream... Forget it, just send it to mom in your dream and ask her to tell me, then I will help you adopt dozens of them, all with your surname Jiang..."

"Dozens of boys and girls, to help our Jiang family expand..."

"How about it?"

"So, Dad, please bless everyone in our family to be safe and happy..."

"Ningning, what are you mumbling about?" The old mother suddenly came over, holding a wooden stick and poked at the pile of burning paper money.

"Lao Jiang, let me tell you, our girl is really doing well."

"First prize in the provincial math Olympiad! Extra points for the college entrance exam!"

“That’s awesome!”

There was pride in my voice.

But just after she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and her face suddenly looked a little lonely.

"Old ginger."

"Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes?"

"I chose you among so many people, but you turned out to be a useless sick devil."

"Then they found that damned Chen Zhenguo."

"It's better now. We've caught him."

"Hehehe"

Hearing the old mother's self-deprecating laughter, Jiang Ning couldn't help but reach out and pat her on the shoulder.

What greeted her was the mother's smile that made her feel relieved.

this will.

The paper money I brought has been almost burned.

I stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving.

While Tian Wenhao was bowing, I seemed to have discovered something.

With an unhappy look on his face, he said to Jiang Ning:

"Report this cemetery immediately."

what?

Jiang Ning looked at his mother with a puzzled expression, not quite understanding what she meant.

As a result, my mother pointed to the cemetery next to her and said angrily:

"There are so many empty spaces around here, and you just happened to live next to your old man!"

"What, right?!"

----

The first meeting with my father after my rebirth ended with my mother's complaints.

I don’t know whether the communication this time was smooth.

I wonder if my dad can understand what I mean.

I hope my dad will give me some consideration for the fact that I have been his child for two lifetimes.

Bless yourself a little more.

in the afternoon.

After lunch, Jiang Ning did not choose to go to his mother's shop to help.

Instead, he rode his bike to Orange Music.

Just walked in the door.

I saw Tang Tu and a pair of mother and daughter talking to the piano in the store.

Jiang Ning pricked up his ears and listened.

When she found out that they were introducing the origin and sound quality of the piano, she lost interest and walked straight into the store.

When she came to the recording studio.

Orange peel, that is, the silver-haired creative enthusiast Liu Ming.

At this moment, I am sitting in the recording studio singing.