When I heard the words of Master Ling, Yuanzhou stunned and did not speak.

After a while, Yuanzhou said: "Can you borrow a kitchen?"

"Yes, go, it's there." Ling Laozi pointed to the left hand side.

"Okay, thank you." Yuanzhou nodded thanks.

Ling Laozi shook his head, and Ling Hong was wearing his own filial piety, just like a real grandson.

The same Yin Ya, Jiang Yan and Wu Hai quietly put a white cloth on their arms, indicating that they are relatives and friends.

Yuanzhou quietly cooks in the kitchen, first simmering a pot of porridge, and then start making other dishes.

"Drinking porridge in the early morning is good. Although there is no sauerkraut, I will do something else, and I haven't eaten it yet." Yuanzhou said silently.

"This is also a good dish." When Yuanzhou remembered Ling Hong’s treat, Grandpa Jia had a special liking for the pork and began to start the meat.

The ingredients in the kitchen are very rich, many, enough to make Yuanzhou do the dishes that Grandpa had once ordered in the store.

Uncle Jia loves to eat the egg fried rice, the pork back, and the uncle Jia, but there is even a Dongpo elbow that Grandpa Jia did not have time to.

The food was full of piles of tables, Yuanzhou hands and feet kept, the clothes behind them were soaked in sweat, but still did not stop.

Just keep cooking.

Until Ling’s father came over and called, Yuanzhou suddenly stopped his movements.

"Go, let the squad leader go up the mountain." Ling Laozi looked at the kitchen full of Dangdang dish, whispered.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou nodded, turned on the tap and washed his hands seriously.

"The food boxes are in the cupboard." Ling Laozi pointed to the other side of the kitchen, where there is a full face cabinet.

"Good." Yuanzhou responded, then walked over to open the cabinet.

Sure enough, there are a variety of food containers, a lot.

The top of the food box is very clean, there is no trace of dust. I want to wipe it often, but Yuanzhou still carefully wipes it out every time it is taken out, and wipes it from inside to outside.

After wiping, Yuanzhou put a dish in it, and a plate of steaming dishes was put into the food box. After a while, Yuanzhou’s feet were piled with seven or eight six-layer food boxes, all of which were exquisite and beautiful.

"Jia Banchang is afraid that it is rare to eat so much delicious food at a time." Ling Laozi said.

"Well, it is the first time." Yuanzhou Road.

"I can give him the food box here. This food box is beautiful." Ling’s father was full of wrinkled faces and asked seriously.

"Good-looking." Yuanzhou Road.

"That is natural, certainly good-looking." Ling Laozi swears.

When Yuanzhou was finished, Yin Ya and Jiang Yan, who stood at the door, walked into the kitchen.

"Let's go out." Yin Yadao.

"Good." Yuanzhou nodded and did not refuse.

There are a total of twelve food containers on the ground. There is no way for Yuanzhou to take it out.

Just add Yin Ya and Jiang Yan, the three have moved two to get the hall.

Lingtang Li Hong burned paper money in the brazier, while Wu Hai looked at the young and excessive portrait in a daze. His relationship with the father was not good, but it was absolutely not bad.

Because of the inspiration, Wuhai often swears stories and listens to the old man. Now Wuhai can't accept it. From the beginning of seeing the portrait, the words in the mouth, from the thief to the thief, become "good days before tomorrow, it is still good," .

"It's time to go." Ling's father said.

When the old man said that he had finished speaking, many people came in from the door, there were craftsmen who carried the coffin, and those who led the way.

Ling Hong took the portrait of Grandpa Jia in front of the coffin. With the craftsman and the leader who carried the coffin, he walked a few steps and then squatted, thus leaving the door of the villa.

"Jia Banchang, I let Ling Hong send you this line. Although he is young, he is also a good boy. You have no descendants. He is your descendant. I know that you like him." Ling Laozi looked at Ling Hongyu. Go out the door, heart.

The hearse was parked outside the gate, and the craftsmen worked together to get the car and then go up.

Perhaps in the suburbs, the car is driving very fast, and Yuanzhou's food box is everyone's squatting.

The speed is very fast, but it has been open for nearly an hour. It is a more remote place. The landscape is not very good. The mountain is not high. It can also be seen faintly with other graves and not many trees.

"This is the cemetery that Jia Banchang himself is optimistic about. He said that he likes it here and is quiet." Ling Laozi looked around.

Ling Laozi also does not want people to help, so he walked up the mountain step by step with a cane.

In fact, what Ling’s father did not say is that the place here was the hometown of Grandpa Jia, so he was buried here.

Ling Laozi walked slowly, Jiang Yan silently matched, and Yin Ya took a food box and followed Yuanzhou.

The other food boxes were first placed at the foot of the mountain.

"I took it myself." Yuanzhou prevented the nanny and doctor who followed to take care of Ling's father.

Every time Yuanzhou had two food boxes, in addition to one that Yin Ya helped, he ran six miles down the mountain, and Yin Ya accompanied Yuanzhou every time.

When Yuanzhou’s food box was placed next to the cemetery, Ling’s father also came up alone.

The craftsmen sent the sealed coffin in, and when the end of the coffin was sent into the little black hole, the leading craftsman began to ask people to throw coins into it.

Master Ling took the lead, and then six people each threw a coin, during which the leader also said some auspicious words.

These words are meant to be used by the younger generations of Jia Daye to bless them, but now there are no descendants, so the leader changed and changed to become a friend of Grandpa Jia.

After that, Ling Hong still burned the paper there silently, and Yuanzhou began to open the food box and put the same food out.

"I will help." Yin Ya wants to help.

"Don't go, let him come." Jiang Yan grabbed Yin Ya's arm and said.

"Good." Yin Ya looked at Yuanzhou and looked at Jiang Yan, then stopped.

Instead, Ling Laozi stared silently at the craftsman who was sealing the grave. After a while, he said: "This is the dish that Jia Banchang has eaten."

"Yeah." Yuanzhou nodded and continued to serve.

"Jaban is good, although not on the battlefield, but also heroic." Ling Laozi suddenly said.

"I am still impulsive, with a **** blood on it, but also as a young man." Ling Laozi said.

"If you let it a little, it won't be here now."

"This old guy is **** better than Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is now much more handsome than you." Ling Laozi said and turned into a curse.

But no one spoke at this time.

"You go to give this old guy a slap, then go." Ling's eyes are red, pointing to Ling Hongdao.

Ling Hong did not speak, then got up and slammed his head and stood.

"Go, wait for the old guy and the old squad leader to be his squad leader." Said Ling Laozi turned and left.

While walking, I was still dissatisfied and said something: "You are talking about you, you are going to go, I will leave you with such a big mess. I also have to ask for it. You have to talk about you..."

There is no wind on the mountain, but in the back, Yuanzhou did not hear clearly. Several people slowly walked down the mountain...