“Grandpa Jiang?”Chen Guanmei's head was wrinkled, and I always felt that what happened today was strange.

Jiang Hao's face was red, "Professor, Guo curator said Jiang Grandpa, is my grandfather, today is the birthday of his old man, I am looking forward to your leave..."

“One hundred and five years old!That’s a great life, why didn’t you say it earlier!I said you're a little confused in the morning, pack up and go home, and after a week, you go straight to school."

Professor Chen patted his leg, and felt what he was looking for in his pocket, Guo curator would like to turn around from the shelf of the room to take out a pair of emeralds, wrapped in a red cloth, and took a brush to write Professor Chen and his name on it, as a birthday ceremony to let Jiang Hao bring to the grandfather, Jiang Hao glanced at the emerald ring jade, know the value is not great, how dare to accept, all the way.Director Guo and Professor Chen persuaded him again, saying that it was a heart for the grandfather, and not sent to him, Jiang Hao accepted the emerald ring jade, and after thanking him, went down the mountain.

Waiting for Jiang Hao to go far, Professor Chen Guan took out a thick pile of money and handed it to Guo Zheng, saying: "Guo curator, that pair of emerald ring jade, produced in the north of Tianshan, Wei Ze soft, exquisite, worth ah, I only brought so little cash here, after I returned..."

Guo is pushing the money with a mysterious smile on his face, "Professor Chen, I can't imagine that you don't understand Feng Shui, but it is a treasure connoisseur, you think I'm selling things in disguise with you?"You are wrong, this money, I do not want yours, it is not hidden, this Jiang grandfather, is not an ordinary person..."

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Jiangjiagou, a former town in Qishan County.

The 105-year-old Jiang is sitting in the hall room too chair, the hair has been gray, the teeth have fallen a few, but the spirit is strong, there is no sense of turbid old eyes, left and right are his four sons, the youngest of them has seventy-three, one by one to the old man bowl playing with the long-lived noodles.

"Dad, eat this long-lived noodles, I wish you a long life."Eighty-four-year-old Jiang Zhengjiang's mouth is all over, the spiritual head is much worse than the old man, but such an old man, at this moment, shows the child's posture, really envied his neighbors, although Jiangjiagou is not rich in the original town, but it is a well-known longevity village, but the long-lived people, are surnamed Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang used the pear chopsticks to dial a long-lived face, a pair of eyes can not help staring at the gradually dark outside, I do not know who pulled the voice outside Ahao back, Jiang master hand shook, actually put the noodles on the table, like an orange skin on the face with a smile, reached out to the table noodles grabbed the noodles into the mouth to eat.

“Grandfather, Grand Duke, Grandpa, Three, Four Grandfathers, I’m back!”Jiang Hao looked excited, threw the suitcase on the ground, ran to the hallhouse, gulped at the old man's gulp nine heads, and groaned six to the four uncles, and hung up ash on his forehead after getting up, so that the old man and uncle could not close their mouths with pleasure, and the guests were full of quiet after a short period of silence, praising the Jiang family's grandson.

"Ah, tired in the car, come, come to the grandfather, don't you let you study well, you have to come, don't delay your studies."In front of more than 50 children and grandchildren, Grandpa Jiang made no secret of his love for Jiang Hao, and let him sit at the table with himself and his four uncles at the table.

"Zhu Gong, today is the day when you are old and living, and the great-grandson happened to follow the teacher's archaeology in the vicinity, and asked the teacher for a vacation and came back to see you."Jiang Hao was held by his grandfather, the two grandparents chatted, and the rest of the family saw Jiang Hao sitting in front of the car, enjoying special treatment, and it was inevitable that some envied him.

Jiang Hao also knew, stood up in a hurry, and said to the old man: "Grandfather, your old long-lived seat has not yet opened, don't let your uncle and sister wait, this will start."

Jiang Hao just got up, but Master Jiang did not release his hand, with love in his eyes, he swept the grand cousin, "Ah, you child understand, but this family, or I said, you sit here, see who nagging you gossip, my family Fa serves."

Grandpa Jiang spoke, and it was not easy for a son to say anything, but he looked at Jiang Hao's eyes full of envy.

The Lord’s preference for this great-grandson is too much.

Jiang Hao was helpless, only to sit with the old man and let the birthday party open.

Centenarians live, that is a big deal, Jiang's grandson heavy ink five, plus the neighbor's birthday, the water table has continued until the night.

At twelve o'clock, the firecrackers sounded, and it was time to celebrate the last ring of life and bow down to sing.

If ordinary people live, it is nothing more than eating long-lived noodles, but the Jiang family is different, this kowtoon singing has lasted for thousands of years, and the Jiang family attaches great importance to it.

Master Jiang took out the twelve long-life incense burns that had already been prepared, worshipped the ancestor spirit of the shrine, and was sitting in the soft chair in front of the carcass, the twelve plates of the ancestors of the fruit on the table, and the long-lived water bowl.

This chair was bought by Jiang Hao with work-study money from Beijing, and after the old man sat up, even Qiao Jiang Hao was filial, and the spirit was better.

The 86-year-old uncle was the first to kneel and sing:

Children wish their father Furu Donghai, Shoubi Nanshan; Sun Moon Changming, Songhe Changchun!

The old man dipped a long-lived water with chicken feathers, and poured it on the 86-year-old Tianling cover, so repeated three times, the singing ceremony was completed.