Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 1 Preface
"Hey, there are wave after wave of people who come to Jiang's house to beg for wine. Why doesn't Mr. Jiang let go?"

"Who knows what old man Jiang thinks."

Mr. Jiang is a weirdo.

Jiang's wine has been sold at a sky-high price, and Mr. Jiang doesn't care how high the price is offered by the merchants who come, he just says, don't sell it!
Who knew that Jiang's plum wine would get hotter and hotter.

In private, there were quite a few people who were jealous of the Jiang family, but no one dared to gossip in front of Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang not only makes good wine, but he is also the worship of Meishan Village and the reliance of the entire Meishan Village. No one dares to seriously offend the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiaoli, who is now 14 years old, has bright eyebrows and white teeth, and a slight dimple at the corner of his mouth. Even if he doesn't smile, he always smiles. He can be regarded as a small village flower in Meishan Village, but it's a pity that Mr. Jiang is like this Character, Jiang Xiaoli, although he can make good wine, but he doesn't understand martial arts at all!
The sun was setting on the western mountain, and only a little bit of afterglow was left in the sky. Jiang Xiaoli opened the courtyard door. There were a few plum trees planted in the courtyard, and a layer of withered petals had fallen on the ground, giving off a faint fragrance.

Under the plum tree, there is a recliner, and the person on the recliner seems to have fallen asleep.

Jiang Xiaoli sighed softly, went back to the room and took out a coat, and was about to put it on for Mr. Jiang, at this moment, Mr. Jiang suddenly woke up, tightly holding Jiang Xiaoli's extended hand, hesitant to speak , that gaze is complicated and difficult to understand!

"Grandpa?" Jiang Xiaoli didn't know who Elder Jiang saw through her, but there was a deep yearning in that gaze.

"So it's Xiaoli." Mr. Jiang slowly let go of Jiang Xiaoli's hand, obviously recognizing that the person squatting in front of him at this moment is Jiang Xiaoli, and there was a trace of disappointment and exhaustion in his hoarse voice .

He tightened the plum blossom pendant in his hand, and after a while he said: "The guest is sending you away?" After speaking, he shook his head, as if he was caught in some memory again, and didn't care whether Jiang Xiaoli answered or not.

"Well, let's go."

Jiang Xiaoli knew from a young age that her grandfather was a man with a story.But there was never a moment like this, so eager to know what happened to her grandfather?
Jiang Xiaoli didn't want to admit that there was infatuation, resentment, and a hint of disgust in Mr. Jiang's eyes just now?

Who is grandpa hating?
... her?
That trace of disgust flashed by, and it still burned Jiang Xiaoli.

Jiang Xiaoli is a child picked up by old man Jiang. For ten years, her grandfather was the only one in Jiang Xiaoli's world.

She doesn't understand why grandpa only brews but doesn't sell it, why grandpa is in a daze from time to time, and why the trace of disgust in grandpa's eyes just now comes from.

The silent silence permeated between grandparents and grandchildren, Jiang Xiaoli suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, the old man in front of him was so strange at the moment, it seemed that she had never really understood her grandfather, this feeling made Jiang Xiaoli flustered.

"Grandpa." Jiang Xiaoli's eyes turned sore from disappointment.

"Sigh." Old Man Jiang sighed softly, he could hear the trembling in Jiang Xiaoli's voice, he couldn't bear it, his old fingers tightened slightly.

"Little Li, you've grown up so much in a blink of an eye, and grandpa is old too." Mr. Jiang sighed, his eyes gradually becoming distant, "Little Li, grandpa will tell you a story."

Old Man Jiang spoke quietly, while Jiang Xiaoli listened quietly.

It turned out that when Mr. Jiang was young, he had a childhood sweetheart. The two families were of the same family, and they knew each other well. They had intended to be married for a long time. Strong nostalgia, they are so happy together, those carefree days are so nostalgic.

"What then?"

"Later." Mr. Jiang's voice became tense. Later, the business of the woman's family became more and more prosperous, while the Jiang family gradually declined.And at this time, a man came from the Holy Capital, and despite the fact that the woman had already been engaged to the Jiang family, he wanted to forcefully marry Mr. Jiang's little Qingmei.

The woman's family half-pushed and half-agreed, shied away, and agreed. This is how Mr. Jiang is willing, but there is nothing he can do!
Who told him that his existence would only be a stain on that family, reminding them all the time how greedy for vanity and how treacherous they were.

Stains must be erased naturally!

He hides in the east and west every day. Back then, the woman he loved was right in front of him in the red makeup of the prosperous age, but Mr. Jiang could only stand at the end of the crowd, watching from afar...

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Mr. Jiang usually doesn't talk much, and the most common thing he talks about is the impermanence of the world. Who would have thought that Jiang's house suddenly caught fire that night!
(End of this chapter)