The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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Early the next morning, a breeze blew through a gap in the window into a small bedroom of less than 20 square meters.

In the bedroom, He Xiyan was quickly getting dressed and combing her hair. She moved very quickly, even less than five minutes before and after.

Chen Jiahang got up before her. He had cooked two bowls of egg noodles.

He asked for leave today and tomorrow, because today is his dad's death, and tomorrow they have to go to the countryside to buy.

After eating breakfast, they went to Belvedere Bus West Station together and bought two tickets to Mang Village.

The car arrived at Mangcun on time at 11am.

Mangcun is the same as before. It's very backward here. At first glance, you can't see a decent house, all of which are adobe houses.

He Xiyan got out of the car. She had to walk with Jia Hang to their home, a clay house eight kilometers away.

By the time they got home, it was more than twelve noon.

Although he didn't come back to live for a long time, his neighbor Wang Xi came to clean the house for them every so often, so although the house was worn out, it was still clean.

Chen Jiahang's father was named Chen Haiquan. He was an authentic farmer. He lived in Mangcun all his life, guarding a few acres of land and three acres of fish ponds.

He did not marry his wife. As for the son of Chen Jiahang, everyone in the village knew that it must not be natural. As for how to come, the villagers are not very clear.

Father Chen died on November 27, 2018, and it is now four full years. Every year, his death day, Chen Jiahang will go to his father's grave in person to worship, and then burn some paper money for his father. This was what Wang Yan told him to do, and Wang Yan said that only in this way will his father bless him in the spirit of heaven, and only then will his father have money in **** and not become a poor ghost.

Today is no exception.

In the afternoon, Chen Jiahang and He Xiyan came to the mountain three kilometers away from home.

Father Chen was buried on this mountain, and besides Chen Father, the ancestors of the Chen family were also buried here, but Chen Jiahang had never seen it before.

Chen Jiahang cleaned up the weeds on the head of the tomb with a hoe, and put a few dishes for worship, and ordered nine long incense.

He Xiyan looked aside because she had never met Chen Father, and she had no feelings for the deceased old man.

I just feel that the old man must have had a hard time in his life.

Chen Jiahang knelt before the grave at this time, his head lowered, and his eyes closed.

His lips were moving. It seemed to say something, but He Xiyan didn't understand his lips.

After speaking, Chen Jiahang got up, and then burned the two big bags of paper money one by one, and burned them for 30 to 40 minutes.

He Xiyan could see that Chen Jiahang was sad, and he could see some tears in the corners of his eyes, but she didn't ask anything. At this time, she just stayed with him.

She thought she was already his only loved one. Of course he was her only relative.

She still remembers when she was brought to this small mountain village by traffickers eight months ago. At that time, she was extremely sad, as if she had no soul. She didn't know the fear and did not resist. Because she didn't know who she was and why she appeared here.

Now think about it, she was actually lucky, because she bought Jia Hang, not other men who were cumbersome and perverted.