Jiang Chen is going to Jiangjia Cemetery, and Tang Chuchu will definitely accompany him.

She looked at the time. It was only three o'clock in the afternoon. It was too late to go back to have supper after watching.

She said, "Then let's go to Jiangjia Cemetery first. I've called my parents. They are all waiting for you to go back for dinner."

Jiang Chen nodded gently.

The two left the place together and took a taxi to Jiangjia Cemetery.

Soon, it appeared in Jiangjia Cemetery.

This was once the Jiang Family Villa.

After that incident ten years ago, this place became a cemetery.

There are tombs here.

The cemetery was overgrown with weeds, and it was obvious that no one had sorted it out for a while.

Jiang Chen came directly to his father's grave.

The time when his father died was earlier than when the Jiang family was burned by the fire.

Back then, because of Xiao Ruoran, his father and grandfather turned against each other, Xiao Ruoran finally reported his father, and he made his heart disease relapse.

Xiao Ruoran pushed down from the third floor.

However, he did not see his father's body.

At that time, he was in school.

By the time he came back, the body had been taken away.

Jiang Chen stood in front of Jiangnan’s grave, with a look of solemnity in his expression, and murmured softly: “Dad, I’m sorry, if you have any offense, please forgive me.”

Jiang Chen was not sure whether there were any corpses in the grave.

He walked over, glanced at the grave, frowned slightly, then took out the phone and called Xiaoyao King.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I'm in Jiangjia Cemetery. You send a few people here and I'm going to dig a grave."

"Okay, no problem."

King Xiaoyao did not refuse.

Go and arrange it immediately.

He didn't know what Jiang Chen was going to do, but the Chinese New Year was coming soon and he had nothing to do, so he brought people here in person.

King Xiaoyao came very quickly, and appeared in Jiangjia Cemetery for more than half an hour.

Seven or eight soldiers were accompanied, holding hoes, shovels and other tools.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?" King Xiaoyao came over and asked.

Jiang Chen said: "Check to prove something."

"Dragon King."

The warriors who followed the Xiaoyao King saluted and spoke in unison, with a neat and loud voice.

"Uncle Jiang." Xiaoyaoyou also shouted.

Jiang Chen stopped slightly, pointed to the grave in front of him, and ordered: "Duo it for me."

"yes."

The accompanying warrior immediately started working.

And the King of Xiaoyao and Xiaoyaoyou stood beside Jiang Chen.

King Xiaoyao asked, "Brother Jiang, what are you asking for evidence?"

Jiang Chen looked calm and said lightly: "Grandpa said, my family is not dead, and I also think they are not dead, because with my grandfather's strength, these ordinary people ten years ago could not have killed my family."

"oh."

King Xiaoyao said oh.

He was not speaking anymore, just watching quietly from the side.

Soon, the tomb in Jiangnan was dug up and the coffin was exposed.

Jiang Chen walked over and ordered: "Open."

"yes."

Several soldiers opened the coffin.

There is an urn in the coffin.

Jiang Chen picked it up and opened it.

However, the urn was empty and nothing.

"No?" Tang Chuchu also saw it and couldn't help but say: "Honey, it seems that the Jiang family is not dead."

Jiang Chen continued to instruct: "Dig up the others."

"yes."

Some soldiers quickly dig other graves.

Jiang Chen went to verify one by one.

The results are all that there is nothing in the grave, and it is all empty graves.

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

For ten years, he has lived in hatred.

In order to avenge, he trained day and night, and grew from an unknown soldier to a commander in the side.

In order to avenge his family, he even used the sword of punishment to kill the culprit ten years ago.

But now I know that my family is still alive.

His mood became much better in an instant.

"Brother Jiang, what's going on? Why are the graves empty?" King Xiaoyao looked at Jiang Chen and asked.

"It's hard to describe it." Jiang Chen said with a smile: "The matter is a bit complicated. I haven't figured it out yet. Only my grandfather knows about it, but my grandfather has been elusive. I've seen him several times, but I didn't have the chance to ask him about these things."

"Congratulations." Xiaoyao smiled.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

Tang Chuchu was also very pleased and couldn't help holding Jiang Chen's hand and said, "Honey, the Jiang family is still alive. After solving these things, our family will be able to reunite. I have never met my dad before. I don't know what kind of dad is, I don't know if dad is easy to get along with, and my mom."

"I have never seen my mother before." Jiang Chen's expression was dim.

Since he had memories, he had never seen his mother, nor knew who she was, nor even heard from his family.

"I'm sorry..." Tang Chuchu apologized in time.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, don't say sorry, let's go, we'll go back too."

"Yes." Tang Chuchu nodded.

"Brother Xiaoyao, please send us back to the Tang family."

"It's okay, just go along the way." King Xiaoyao smiled.

The group left here.

They stay away from it.

The old and the young came over.

The old man was wearing a suit and a crutch, looking very old.

The few were a young woman wearing a down jacket and a hat, only showing her face.

Because the weather is cold, her face is red.

"Grandpa, the young master seems to know everything, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to dig a grave." The girl spoke.

"Um."

The old man nodded gently, "So many things happened in this Tianshan Conference. The young master must have met the master. The master must have told him a lot of things."

"What should I do next?"

"Go back first, wait for the master to arrange it."

The old and the young turned around and left.

These two are Qin Nian and Qin Shuang,

Qin Nian is the housekeeper of the Jiang family, while Qin Shuang is Qin Nian's granddaughter.

These two people have always been people around Jiang Tian.

I have been following Jiang Tian over the years.
To be continued...