Ye Qiu glanced at the tea leaves inside, and scolded secretly: "This son of a bitch's yellow fat man is not a thing, just this tea sells us for thousands of yuan a catty,

If this tea foam had been left in my house, it would have been thrown on the street by the mother. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Besides, this is not enough for two catties, I'm afraid it's not even enough for one catty.

What's more, this tea was still brought to his own uncle...... This fat yellow guy is too not a thing!

With this virtue, you still want to ascend to heaven after death......?

Along the way, Ye Qiu secretly greeted all the eight generations of Huang Fatzi's ancestors.

The old man surnamed Lin's current residence is not actually in Huquan Town, but in the mountains behind this town.

According to Huang Fatzi, the old man surnamed Lin originally lived in a large courtyard in the town, and the old man's wife was still there at that time.

The two also have a pair of children, and the family of four is happy.

The old man was the only Chinese medicine doctor in the town at that time, and he was highly respected.

The Chinese medicine hall he opened is also well-known, and there is an endless stream of people who come to him for treatment.

Later, the old man's son was in a car accident and died.

The daughter is also married away from home and can't come back a few times a year.

Just five years ago, the old man's wife also drove west due to illness.

So, in the empty courtyard, only the old man was left alone.

The old man was discouraged, and he no longer treated anyone.

I simply sold the property and moved back to a small courtyard in the mountains behind the town where I lived in my early years, and lived alone, never asking about the world......

Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard the experience of the old man surnamed Lin. I even felt a little guilty for bothering the old man this time.

The three of them left the town and went into the mountains, and after walking about two or three miles of mountain paths, they saw a small village on the hillside not far away.

The village is very small, with about a dozen families.

The flat land around the village is sparsely planted with farms and fruit trees.

The houses of the villagers are also scattered among the mountains, and the chimneys on the roofs of several houses are slowly emitting smoke.

Before entering the village, Ye Qiu smelled a strong smell of firewood, coupled with the peaceful village scenery in front of him, he felt very comfortable.

The yellow fat man stopped and said breathlessly: "Look, it's just ahead." ”

According to Huang Fatzi, this village, called Erlitun'er, is not found on the map.

There are less than 20 families in the village, and the villagers have lived here for generations.

Nowadays, the people in the village do not rely on farming to make a living, but use small carts to push some local products, agricultural and sideline products, and some cottage cultural relics and other commodities every day

Go to the town and sell it to those who come to travel, so that they can live and earn a lot of money.

However, the old man surnamed Lin is an exception, he was exiled here many years ago.

The house he lives in now is also the one he built after he came here......

While talking, the three of them entered the village and came to the door of Old Man Lin's house.

The three of them were already sweating profusely and panting, and it seemed that the three of them should really learn about health knowledge.

"That's it...... It's here....." the fat man said breathlessly.

"Uncle...... Guests are coming...... Look at you," the fat man shouted as he walked into the courtyard.

Ye Qiu and Chen Fei followed Huang Fatzi into the courtyard.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, both of them were shocked.

How is this yard so similar to the yard of my grandfather's hometown?

It's exactly the same!

The size, structure, and architecture of the courtyard seem to have been designed in a single drawing.

It is also three small grass houses, the same large stone mill, and even the style of the stone mill and the direction of the placement are exactly the same.

How could there be such a coincidence?

Thinking of this, the two were even more convinced that their grandfather and the Lin family must have some kind of relationship or connection.

At this time, an old man walked out of the house, needless to say, this person was naturally the main owner they were looking for - an old man surnamed Lin!

The two of them were shocked again!

Why does this old man Lin look so similar to his grandfather!?

is also a dry and thin figure, a similar face, and a similar age......

If it weren't for the fact that Grandpa had a scar on his face, and Old Man Lin didn't have a scar on his face, he would have been mistaken for the same person!

The two of them couldn't help but feel a little messy in their hearts......

An inexplicable sense of weirdness quickly enveloped the two of them......

How is this possible?!

Although both of them were convinced that their grandfather had some kind of relationship with the Lin family, they never expected to see such a scene in front of them.

This has a relationship, it's just a hell!

It's incredible!

"Oh...... It's early in the morning, who should I be, it turns out that the second donkey is here, no wonder the voice is so high. ”

The old man greeted him as he spoke.

"Hey, my aunt, don't make fun of me. Also, how many times have I told you, don't call me by my nickname in front of people,

My name is now Yellow Hair, Fat - Fat of the Rich, Yellow - Hair. ”

"Oh, Huang, the rich, the rich, huh, you're rich, why don't you take me with you?" The old man said jokingly.

"Hey, what kind of fortune did I make, okay, you are old and you are making fun of me, I brought two friends to visit you today,

Why don't you hurry up and slaughter chickens and sheep to welcome the guests. ”

As he spoke, he introduced himself to the old man.

"Chen Fei"

"Ye Qiu"

Both were great painters.

"My eldest uncle, Mr. Lin. ”

Chen Fei and Ye Qiu hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Hello Old Man Lin!"

The two chatted with Mr. Lin for a while, and Huang Fatzi introduced the purpose of the two to Mr. Lin, and Mr. Lin said that there was no problem.

Through a brief exchange with Old Man Lin, Ye Qiu found that this Old Man Lin was actually a very good old man.

Although he is old and thin, his eyes are not dazzling or deaf, his waist is straight, his legs and feet are quite neat, and he looks quite energetic.

Moreover, people are also very cheerful, talking and laughing.

Now it seems that Old Man Lin is not at all what Huang Fat Man said before, he doesn't wait to see the living.

This damn yellow fat man, the reason why he said that before was just to blackmail a few dollars.

After drinking tea and chatting for a while, they moved on to the topic of painting portraits.

Ye Qiu set up the drawing board in the room, ordered the drawing paper, and arranged for Old Man Lin to pose and painted.

Chen Fei, accompanied by Huang Fatzi, visited Old Man Lin's burrow.

The furnishings in the three rooms are actually quite simple, and they are not much more luxurious than the furnishings in my grandfather's hometown.

The walls of the room were full of old photos, and Chen Fei looked at them carefully one by one, and there was nothing abnormal.

Chen Fei walked around the room again, but didn't find any useful clues.

Chen Fei came to the courtyard again, wandered to the open space next to the stone mill, pretended to move his body, and deliberately jumped twice.

Sure enough, I vaguely heard a dull echo from underground......