After three hours of journey, Jiang Siming finally saw the small town in his hometown, where he grew up.
This town is called Nantian Town. Legend has it that the Nantian Gate is located above the town.
The scenery of the town is very good, surrounded by green mountains and green water, and the smoke is curling up. It is much better than the commercialized scenic spots in Dali and Lijiang.
Maybe it's because of the good scenery that Jiang Siming grew up to be a handsome boy.
The car drove into the small town. Although the town was remote and poor, the general standard of living was still good. Basically every family had a small western-style house.
There is also a cement road leading to the end of the town, but there are very few people with cars, most of them are tractors used for plowing.
Only a few houses with tiled bright roofs occasionally have cars, but the most expensive ones are only Toyota and Brilliance BMW.
As soon as Jiang Siming's luxury car drove in, everyone in the town noticed it. Every household stared at the car. Many people didn't even know what brand the car was.
The car made a few turns in the town and entered a small road. There was an old locust tree at the intersection. Under the tree, a few old men were smoking cigarettes and playing chess. From time to time, they called out "general"!
The car pulled over and several old people looked up. They were surprised to see a young man getting out of the car. He looked familiar but didn't seem to recognize him.
"Grandpa, don't you know your grandson?" Jiang Siming shouted.
One of the old men in T-shirts patted his thigh and said with a smile, "It's A Ming!"
This man is Jiang Siming's biological grandfather, Jiang Guoqiao.
"Grandpa, how are you?" Jiang Siming smiled and squatted under Jiang Guoqiao's knees.
Jiang Guoqiao patted Jiang Siming's shoulder, looked left and right and said, "A Ming, why have you grown so tall? You have changed so much that grandpa didn't even recognize it."
"If you eat well, my boy will grow again when he is in his twenties." Jiang Siming said jokingly.
Jiang Guoqiao smiled kindly, nodded and praised: "It's good to grow taller. My grandson is so handsome. Girls are easy to find, haha."
"It turns out to be A Ming. The older the young man is, the more handsome he is!"
"Haha, I didn't recognize it at first. It's A Ming who's back."
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Several other old people also started talking, and Jiang Siming called each grandfather over.
"By the way, A Ming, aren't you working in Shanghai? Why are you back?" Jiang Guoqiao asked.
"Oh, I've been idle lately, so I just wanted to come back and have a look at my grandma and mother's cooking. I haven't eaten their food for a long time." Jiang Siming chuckled.
"Haha, okay, let your grandma prepare delicious food tonight." After Jiang Guoqiao finished speaking, he looked at the Range Rover and asked carefully: "Who is this car?"
"I bought it for my dad."
When Jiang Siming said this, several old people including Jiang Guoqiao were shocked.
Although Jiang Siming went to a prestigious university, everyone knew that he did not do well after graduation. Many people in the town used things to ridicule Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, and some even ridiculed him in front of Jiang Guoqiao.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Siming drove a car back and said he bought it for Jiang's father.
"This car... costs a lot of money, right?" Jiang Guoqiao stood up and walked to the car. He heard that his grandson bought it, so he dared to get close to the car and take a look.
"This car costs hundreds of thousands, right?"
"Fart, this car costs at least two hundred thousand!"
"You two bumpkins, I've seen this car on TV. It's called a Land Rover, and it costs more than one million! It's even better than a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW!"
"Wow! It's so expensive!"
The rest of the old people were so shocked that they had never seen a car worth more than one million yuan in their lives.
So several old men walked over, like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, curiously surrounding the car to take a closer look.
A few of the bolder ones wanted to reach out and touch it, but were interrupted by Jiang Guoqiao, who was afraid that others would damage the car bought by his grandson.
Jiang Siming didn't mind, opened the car door and took out two cigarettes from the trunk, Yellow Crane Tower 1911.
After opening it, Jiang Siming gave them two packages each.
"What kind of cigarette is this?"
“Look at the packaging, it’s very expensive.”
"Is there a noble Furong King?"
"It should be similar to China."
...
The old people took the cigarettes and talked about them like curious babies. One of them immediately opened a pack, lit one, tasted it, and was immediately amazed.
"What a cigarette! I have never smoked a cigarette that tastes so pure!"
Jiang Guoqiao looked at them holding the cigarettes bought by his grandson, his white beard and beard curled up, and he was obviously distressed.
"A Ming, why do you send out so many? Just send one per person." Jiang Guoqiao whispered in Jiang Siming's ear.
Jiang Siming laughed and opened a small box in the trunk. There were more than a dozen cartons of cigarettes inside, including not only 1911, but also Hetianxia, blue and white porcelain, red panda and so on.
"Grandpa, I know you like this, so I've prepared it for you, but it has to be left at grandma's place, otherwise you'll finish it in a few days. It's not good to smoke too much." Jiang Siming said with a smile.
When Jiang Guoqiao heard this, he laughed happily and said, "Okay, okay, I'll put it at your grandma's place, but you give grandpa a pack first."
"Lao Jiang, you are really lucky. Your grandson is so filial and he will have to ask you for cigarettes in the future." An old man said jokingly.
"Go, go, my grandson bought this. Lao Meng, you want to ask your granddaughter to buy it for you." Jiang Guoqiao decisively refused.
Jiang Siming knew that his grandfather loved this, so he bought a lot of them.
"Grandpa, where are my parents and grandma?" Jiang Siming asked, passing the cigarette over.
Jiang Guoqiao happily opened the cigarette and said, "Your mother and your grandmother are shelling corn at home. Your father should still be in the field at this moment."
"Where's my little sister?"
"She hasn't finished school yet, she probably will soon."
"Then go find my dad?"
"I won't go now. You leave two packs of cigarettes. I still have a chess game to finish here." Jiang Guoqiao took a puff and narrowed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.
Jiang Siming laughed, knowing that his grandfather wanted to stay here to listen to everyone's admiration and praise, so he gave him the remaining Yellow Crane Tower.
Jiang Guoqiao felt like he had found a treasure, putting it in his pocket as if he were picking up a treasure.
After saying goodbye to the other old people, Jiang Siming restarted the car and drove towards home.
A group of old people were left behind, praising and admiring Jiang Guoqiao, saying bluntly that the old Jiang family had a great future! But Jiang Guoqiao was so good at it that he was no longer angry after losing several chess games.
Jiang Siming drove onto the small road, with rice fields on both sides of the road.
Driving to the edge of a fertile field, Jiang Siming saw a middle-aged figure wearing trousers and stepping on the mud, bending down to plant rice.
Jiang Siming smiled evilly, rolled down the window, and honked the horn twice.
Dudu~
Jiang's father heard the noise, looked up and saw a big car. He didn't think much and buried his head again.
Dudu~
This time Father Jiang was surprised. He looked through the car window and saw that he was stunned for a moment, then grinned. (To be continued)