"The surname is Jiang?" the old woman thought for a moment and said:

"It seems like it used to be."

"Ever?" Jiang Hao was a little surprised.

"Come in, my old man knows better." The old woman stood up and got out of the way.

"Thank you." Jiang Hao bowed his head and said gratefully.

When you enter the gate, you will see a familiar courtyard with almost no changes.

It's just a lot older.

"He's in the backyard." The old woman closed the door and took Jiang Hao to the backyard.

Slowly walking through the yard, Jiang Hao looked around.

Passing by a stone block, he remembered that he had been sitting here eating secretly and looking forward to the future.

When he walked out of the house, his stepmother's scolding vaguely sounded in his ears: "Eat, eat, just know how to eat, go to work quickly."

Arriving in the backyard, Jiang Hao saw the place where firewood was piled. He was familiar with this place.

I slept here and started chopping firewood and cooking when I was four or five years old.

Looking at these places, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

When he came back this time, he wanted to see the place and the people.

It's a pity that things change and people change.

"Old man, this man seems to be here to see the Jiang family. Please tell him." The old woman brought the man over and went out.

At this time, Jiang Hao saw a relatively energetic old man in front of him, slowly chopping firewood.

Hearing his mother-in-law's words, he looked at Jiang Hao in slight surprise:

"Come to find a relative?"

"Yeah." Jiang Hao nodded and said politely:

"I hope the old man can tell me something."

"It's been many years." The old man smiled and said:

"Let me think about what happened back then."

Jiang Hao did not urge him, but took the opponent's hatchet and said:

"You think about it slowly, I'll help you chop the firewood."

"You are really polite, and you don't look like an ordinary person in your dress.

Have you ever chopped firewood?" The old man said a little surprised.

No matter how low-key Jiang Hao is, as a cultivator, he will not wear ordinary clothes.
Chapter completed!