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Chapter 120 Jiang Lao's father came back from that place

That morning, Wang Yue saw Mr. Jiang as soon as she came downstairs: "Mr. Jiang, you are finally here."

Mr. Jiang said with a smile: "Why do you miss me, Xiaoyue? Come and I will give you some lessons."

"Forget it, forget it. Why would I need to make up for the missed lessons so early in the morning?" Wang Yue said that his mind was still confused and he couldn't hear anything.

Wang Yue asked: "I heard that you went back to your hometown. Two days must be very tight! Why don't you take two more days off?"

"No, two days are enough. The main thing is to go home and celebrate our old man's birthday. There is nothing else to do." said Mr. Jiang.

"It's the old man's birthday! Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Wang Yue thought that Mr. Jiang was already so old, and his father must be at least 90 or 100 years old. If he had known before, he would have given a contribution even if he hadn't come.

"The old man is turning 100 this year."

"Wow!" It can really be considered a long life.

"It's just a Yin life." said Mr. Jiang.

"What is Yin Shou?" Wang Yue was clueless.

"The old man in Uncle Jiang's family has passed away." Liu Xuehua explained.

"Oh! Sorry!" Wang Yue really didn't know.

"It's okay. The old man has passed away for seven or eight years. I just thought that this year is his 100th birthday, so we brothers decided to give him a lively celebration." Mr. Jiang said nonchalantly.

"Mr. Jiang, is this ancestor worship Buddhism or Taoism? Is it Taoism? It is definitely not Buddhism." I have never thought about this question.

"It's not Buddhism, nor Taoism, but Confucianism. Ancestor worship is also a way to show filial piety to elders," said Mr. Jiang.

“I really don’t know about that. No matter what religion it is, we don’t understand it. But I think worshiping our own ancestors is good, better than believing in those illusory gods! At least it has something to do with ourselves, at least it really existed.” Wang Yue follows her parents to worship their ancestors every year.

"The little girl is very insightful!" Mr. Jiang praised.

"I don't understand either. My dad told me to worship him, so I'll do it! This should be considered as inheritance!"

"Yes! This is how we Chinese have passed it down from generation to generation." Mr. Jiang agreed with this.

At this time, a familiar "beep" sound came from the computer. No one spoke, and everyone stared at the portal, but there was no response for a long time.

Wang Yue had been standing outside the portal for two minutes. The portal did appear, but the transparent door was fainter than before and could not be seen with poor eyesight.

After a short while, a figure finally appeared in the portal. This figure seemed a little ethereal no matter how you looked at it. It wasn't the temperament that was ethereal, but the figure itself was ethereal, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

The figure in the portal looked around and walked out of the portal. Wang Yue looked at the person in front of him and rarely said hello.

She really didn't know how to greet the person in front of her. Do you know who she saw?

She saw the older version of Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang was originally in his sixties, but the person in front of her looked like Mr. Jiang would look twenty years later.

Everyone saw Wang Yue's abnormality, and also saw the person who appeared through the portal.

Mr. Jiang looked at the old man steadily for a moment, then walked quickly forward, came in front of the old man, and excitedly took the old man's hand.

"Dad, is that you?" Old Jiang was very sure that the person in front of him was his father.

"It's only been a few years, how come you look older, Xiao Si?"

"Dad! I'm already over 60, I'm old, but I'm in good health. I exercise regularly!" Mr. Jiang is over 60 years old and occasionally plays basketball. "I have to exercise. I can't stand it if you make yourself look old at such a young age." The old man said.

"Dad, come and sit down." Old Jiang asked his father to sit on the sofa.

Song Jiyang was afraid that Wang Yue would be scared, so he walked over to her and touched her hand, which was still warm. She shouldn't be afraid, right?

"Ayan, is it really that?" Wang Yue asked Song Jiyang.

"That should be the case. Are you scared?" Song Jiyang still asked.

"I think I should be scared, but I don't seem to be that scared. Maybe it's mainly because the old man is very similar to Mr. Jiang, and he didn't hurt me, so I'm not that scared."

"It's okay, just treat him as an ordinary old man!" As he said that, he pulled Wang Yue towards him.

Mr. Jiang looked at the energetic old man in front of him, and neither shock nor joy were enough to express his feelings.

"Dad, your legs are better! Your back is no longer hunched, and you look better. You look more energetic than me."

Jiang thought about his father, who had spent most of his last year in bed, and had no energy at all at that time. He was nothing like the energetic old man in front of him.

"That's right. Mine was supported by my physical body. My body is old and can no longer support me. I will always get sick. But now I am a soul body and am no longer restricted by the physical body."

"That's good, that's good. At that time, you were not in good health, and we brothers saw you in pain, but we couldn't help."

“It’s like this when people get old.”

"Dad, do you still remember your great-grandson Xiaobin? That boy is married and had a little boy at the beginning of this year."

"Ah! Xiaobin has become a father now. Time flies!"

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Old Jiang talked to the old man about the changes in his brothers' families, from his sons to his grandsons and then to his great-grandsons.

The two talked for a long time, and the old man was relieved. Jiang Lao suddenly asked: "Dad, you have been dead for many years, why do you still look like this? Why didn't you reincarnate?"

Compared to being able to see his father, Mr. Jiang hopes that his father can have a good home.

"I will not be reincarnated for the time being. I have received a job in the underworld and need to complete it for sixty years."

"What's the errand?"

"Since there have been a lot of deaths in the past ten years, the original staff in the underworld are too busy to handle it. So they hired me as the chief accountant to register the newly arrived souls."

"Dad, have you met my mom?" Old Jiang had wanted to ask this for a long time. The old couple had a very good relationship when they were young, but for some reason the old man didn't mention it this time?

"Your mother died more than ten years earlier than me. At that time, there was a baby boom, and all those who didn't have any major problems were allowed to reincarnate, so I didn't get to see your mother either."

"But don't worry, your mother has done so many good things, her merits are not small, and the King of Hell has found a good family for her."

"I don't know into which family I'll be born?" I don't know whether my mother has lived a good life in this life?

"It's none of your business to determine into which family one is born. Each life is one's own. Your mother has her own life, and you can't interfere." The old man said seriously.

"Dad, I'm just asking. If you don't tell me, I definitely won't go looking for it." Mr. Jiang said he would not go looking for it.