"Come on too." Zhao Bufan said.

Zhao Bufan hugged Jiang Zhen into the study and sat on a wide chair.

The study was decorated in antique. After Zhao Bufan sat down with his child in his arms, he took out a thick copy of "Tai|Ancestors" and said, "Xiao Zhen, is it good to tell you the story of our ancestors?"

Jiang Zhen nodded. He never refused the requests of his elders and was always too obedient.

Zhao Bufan touched his head and started talking.

"Our ancestors, one is Jiang Zhen, the other is Zhao Jin Ge. What my grandfather told you is Jiang Zhen," Zhao Bufan said slowly, hoping to inspire his grandson. "Our ancestors are born on the fifth day of the fifth month, which was a long time ago. At that time, everyone thought that this life was very bad. Hexi Village is a small place, so his mother disliked him very much..."

The ancestors Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jinge both wrote some memoirs. Some generals at that time also wrote a lot of things related to them, so people today know their lives very well.

Zhao Bufan actually always admired his ancestors very much. He had read all the documents. At this time, he was very detailed: "In the memoir written by his ancestor's eldest daughter, there is a description of the life of his ancestors at that time by her grandparents. It is said that at that time, the ancestor who was called Jiang Zhenye had endless work every day, but he couldn't eat enough. One winter, he was kicked out of the house and almost froze to death..."

Zhao Bufan said slowly, but Jiang Zhen felt as if he was struck by lightning.

Over the past three years, he has also known some of the situation in China, and has also heard of Jiang Zhen's name, but... why is this person... him?

Hecheng County, Hexi Village, Jiang Zhenye, Zhao Jinge... they are all familiar to him!
Chapter completed!