The old man left, Jing Changle kept kneeling there and crying, and finally his voice was hoarse, Luo Yirui knew that it was not a way to cry like this, but he had never encountered such a thing, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he just sat stupidly in the back.

Later, the villagers who were passing by in the village heard the crying and came in to take a look.

Everyone didn't hate the old man and Jing Changle, otherwise they wouldn't have helped them build a house, but because of his bastard son, the villagers had a lot of pity and care for this grandfather and grandson.

Seeing the old man pass away suddenly, the villagers were also saddened, and hurriedly went to the village to find the village director, and the village director had to take care of this matter.

The village director immediately came over after receiving the news, followed by several people, all of whom came to help, and when they came, they found that Lele's child was already crying and hoarse, and he was kneeling on the ground with dull eyes at the moment, I don't know how long he had been kneeling.

"How's Invesco over there?" The village chief asked.

The person who went to inform him gritted his teeth and said: "Insub can't come here, saying that he has broken off relations with the old man!" ”

Hearing this, the villagers present all scolded Jing Shunping for not being a thing, this is his own mother, and he doesn't care if he dies? !

People say that raising children to prevent old age, this son was really born in vain!

The village director was also angry enough, ignoring the fact that there were many people who were old fathers and mothers, but he didn't even care about death, he had lived for most of his life, and it was the first time he had seen him.

At this time, Jing Changle Muran turned around and said, "Grandpa Zhang, I want to do something for my grandfather, I have money, but I don't know what to do, please help me take care of it." ”

Grandpa Zhang is the village director.

When the village chief saw this child's appearance, he sighed distressedly, and when he heard what he said, his nose was a little sour.

"Lao Jing, you didn't feed this child in vain! You are a member of your last life! The village chief wiped his tears and began to direct a few people to dress Jing Lao.

When Jing Changle saw this scene, tears flowed down again.

The village chief came over and said, "You have to remember these two uncles who dressed your grandfather, this is a kind of kindness, and you will repay it in the future." ”

Jing Changle nodded, and bowed to each of the two uncles with his legs together.

The white matter was done by Zhang Luo, the village director, originally he wanted to launch it in the village, and it was almost enough for each household to donate points, but he didn't expect Jing Changle to really take out the money, and asked him where the money came from, and he said that he earned it by doing odd jobs and saved it over the years.

The village director is not stupid, so many people who go out to work may not be able to get back so much money in a few years, let alone a five or six-year-old child, but he doesn't ask, these eighty percent are saved by Jing Lao, and this hand is right!

White things are done in the village, and there is no other place to be ashamed of Instein Ping's face.

Because Jing Changle gave a lot of money, he did a good job, and it took three days!

During this period, it was not all smooth sailing, Jing Lao's son Jing Shun saw this scene, thinking that Jing Lao had stolen the money, and even came to the door with great fanfare to ask for Jing Lao's money, saying that it should be inherited by him.

I've been getting along for decades, I've never seen such a brazen person, this money is really a good thing, it can make a person so shameless and unrecognizable!

Jing Shunping caused public anger, and even took his daughter-in-law to almost let the villagers beat him, but in the end, not only did he not ask for the money, but Jing Changle took the opportunity to ask for his bead back.

That bead has already been used by his son as a pinball, and it is not a precious thing, and if it is returned, it will be returned, and Invesco will not feel distressed.

On the day of Jing Lao's burial, it was Jing Changle who wore linen and filial piety, carrying the banner and walking in the forefront, which should have been done by the eldest son.

Because of this, Invespeed was even more spurned by the villagers, but they didn't care at all.

"Sooner or later, there will be retribution!"

"This kind of person will definitely not end well, God will not protect him."

“……”

The large troops who followed behind saw the small figure at the front and scolded Invesco Ping one after another.

After burying Jing Lao, the village director took Jing Changle to his house and asked him what his plans were.

Regarding this, Jing Changle sighed and said that he decided to go with Luo Yirui and go to his house to have fun.

The village chief has always been curious about who this child is and which village he belongs to, but neither of the two children will say anything.

"Can you go out and play for a lifetime?" The village chief thought that Jing Changle didn't understand what he meant.

Jing Changle smiled reluctantly and said, "Grandpa Zhang, I plan to go play first, and then make plans when I come back." ”

This is just rhetoric, and he won't be coming back anytime soon.

His relatives are gone, his home is gone, what are he going to do when he comes back?

The village chief sighed, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "Lele, this is what the big guy made for you, take it, no matter what, you have to live well." ”

Jing Changle was moved in his heart, but he shook his head, "Grandpa Zhang, I thank you uncles and aunts, I can't use this money!" ”

The village chief grabbed his hand and slapped it in his palm and then clenched it tightly, "Big guy's mind, take it, don't forget these uncles and aunts who have helped you." ”

He was a little worried that if this child survived alone and went through so much, would he be cynical in the future and would go down the wrong path, so he kept emphasizing this point to make him know how to be grateful.

Jing Changle accepted the money, remembering the kindness of the villagers and the villagers, one day in the future, he grew into a handsome young man, with a body of glory, no longer the pitiful hairy boy, he built a road for the village, improved the environment of the village, repaired the glass plank road here, developed tourism, made this small village the leading big village around, and led the whole village to get rich.

And the two uncles who dressed their grandfather, Jing Changle arranged their sons and nephews into his own jurisdiction, and there were also good opportunities.

That's an afterword.

Jing Changle left the small village, and as he was leaving, he glanced at the wooden house, then went up to the roof and pulled the backbone off, so that the whole house quickly collapsed.

After doing this, Jing Changle came to Luo Yirui's side and said, "Where are we going?" ”

Luo Yirui shrugged, "I'm a fugitive now, so you're probably going to follow me to the end of the world." ”

I don't know if someone is with me, Luo Yirui's mentality has changed a lot now, no longer so hesitant and pessimistic, and no longer so negative.

Although the journey home was still difficult, he felt that he would be able to return home, and that by then, maybe he would be different.

"The end of the world is the end of the world, better than one person." Jing Changle looked at the mountains in the distance and said.