"Oh, grandpa, what are you talking about, you are still young, you are in such good health, you will definitely live a long life. ”

Zuo Qihong said, and walked out of school with his grandfather, left west, right east, the so-called Mr. West, is Zuo Qingshan, the grandfather of Zuo Qihong.

Of course, Su Wenxin didn't know this, and she was quite happy at this time, thinking that she had found a good teacher.

The next day, Su Wenxin only took two classes in the morning, and in the afternoon, she directly asked for leave from the history of ancient literature.

I looked at the address and took the subway for 20 minutes, this line of cities is good, and the subway is much more convenient than the bus.

When he arrived at the community of Mr. Xi's house, Su Wenxin looked for it according to the house number, and when he got to the door, Su Wenxin knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened.

"Hehe, Wen Xin, you're here, why did you come so early, didn't you have classes in the afternoon?"

"Mr. Xi, I'm not thirsty for knowledge, I asked for leave in the afternoon on the history of ancient literature, and I don't have to study anyway, so I came directly. ”

"Hehe, it seems that you are quite confident, come in and sit, don't be restrained, just treat it as your own home. ”

"Mr. West, then I'll bother......"

Su Wenxin entered the house, glanced around, and found that the room was not big, only more than fifty square meters.

Seeing that there were not many furnishings inside, it seemed that there was only the old man alone, Su Wenxin couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Mr. West, are you the only one living here?"

Mr. Xi poured Su Wenxin a glass of water, and then asked her to sit on the sofa and sit beside him.

"Yes, my wife has been dead for five or six years, and I am the only one left, and I usually live here alone.

I have two sons, they are both busy with work, I have a grandson and a granddaughter, the grandson is about the same age as you, and the granddaughter is only in junior high school this year. ”

When Mr. Xi said this, Su Wenxin nodded, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart, in fact, sometimes these empty nesters are really pitiful.

"Hey, my eldest son got me a babysitter before, but I didn't think she was good at cooking, so I let her go.

I'm also more picky, so I didn't look for it again, and now I'm living alone very well, reading books every day, walking around the corners, doing whatever I want, and I'm at ease. ”

As he talked with Mr. Xi, Su Wenxin felt that this old man was very interesting, although he was a university professor, he was not old-fashioned at all.

For some emerging things, he knows more than Su Wenxin, and the more they chat, the more speculative they become, and they unconsciously talk about academics.

When it comes to academics, the two can be said to have their own strengths and weaknesses, and Mr. Nishi is really good at modern and modern history and literature.

Su Wenxin is also well versed in ancient history and literature, so the two began to study in the form of questions and answers, asking each other questions, and then discussing.

Unconsciously, both of them learned a lot, and Mr. Xi became more and more fond of this student, and felt that he had finally found a suitable disciple for him.

"Yo, look, it's been so late to chat with you. ”

After Mr. Xi finished speaking, Su Wenxin looked at the time, isn't it, it's already past five o'clock.

Seeing that it was so late, Su Wenxin offered to leave, but Mr. Xi wanted to stay with Su Wenxin for dinner.

Su Wenxin's heart moved when he heard this, Mr. Xi said that the nanny's cooking was unpalatable before, so he must be very particular about eating.

I should have said something about coming to apprentice myself, but for a real scholar, it would be too vulgar to mention money or something.

It is better to cook by yourself, cook something for the teacher, buy some food often in the future, and take care of the elderly, which can be regarded as fulfilling the obligation of a disciple.

Thinking of this, Su Wenxin opened his mouth and said: "Teacher, do you have any dishes at home, why don't I cook a few dishes for you, and then you can taste them, if you are satisfied, then I will often cook them for you in the future, so that I can count as a little bit of my heart as a student." ”

Mr. Xi's face was happy after hearing this, and he said, "Oh, you can cook, there are not many girls of your age who can cook!"

Su Wenxin smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "If you can't give it a try, if you are satisfied, I will often do it for you." ”

When Mr. Xi heard this, he did not refuse, and nodded with a smile.

Su Wenxin was not polite, walked directly into the kitchen, and found that the ingredients in it were very complete, which showed that the old gentleman himself was not fooled.

After about thirty minutes, two dishes and one soup were ready, and Su Wenxin looked at the rice and saw that it was almost there, so he beckoned Mr. Xi to eat.

The dish was brought to the table, and Mr. Nishi washed his hands, took off his glasses and put them aside, took another sip of water, and then picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth.

"Uh-huh!"

Mr. Xi tasted it, and his eyes lit up, and then he picked up a piece of greens, put it in his mouth, and nodded incessantly.

"Okay, okay, Wen Xin, I really didn't expect you to have such a skill, it seems that I will have a good mouth in the future. ”

Mr. Xi didn't treat Su Wenxin as an outsider, and naturally he wouldn't have any precautions against an old gentleman.

I served a bowl of rice to Mr. Xi, and then made a bowl of it myself, and the two of them ate it with relish, and the more Mr. Xi looked at her, the more satisfied she became.

On the subway back, Su Wenxin was still thinking about the content of the conversation between the two in the afternoon, and summarized it in his heart, feeling that he had benefited a lot.

After Su Wenxin left, Zuo Qihong ran into the room, looking at the food left at the bottom of the plate on the table, and couldn't help but look bitter.

"Grandpa, you two are really not interesting, I don't leave some for me, I squatted outside all afternoon, and I was hungry for a long time. ”

When Zuo Qingshan saw his grandson, hehe Yile, took a full distance, sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

"You're stupid, you don't have legs, you won't buy something to eat yourself. ”

When Zuo Qihong heard his grandfather say this, I didn't mind, he smiled, and said, "I'm not worried, I'm afraid that you will show your stuffing, and Wen Xin will really ignore me when the time comes." ”

"Cut, something that doesn't make a difference, I think about picking up girls all day long, and I don't know how to study, you look at other people's literature, you know so much, and you study so modestly.

It's like you, if I tell you a little knowledge, you will be annoyed, in the future, I will have Wen Xin with me, you won't have to come, anyway, if you come, I have to cook for you, and Wen Xin can cook food for me!"

"Don't, grandpa, I'm your own grandson, you don't bring such ......"

The grandfather and grandson look like this, fortunately Su Wenxin didn't see it, otherwise she would definitely say, how can these two be virtuous.

But the relationship between the grandfather and grandson will also make many people envious, Zuo Qihong has had a good relationship with his grandfather since he was a child, and the two of them are like friends, which is really warm.

Back in the dormitory, her roommate asked her what she was doing in the afternoon, and Su Wenxin answered truthfully, but the three of them were not envious at all.

In college, there are not many people like Su Wenxin, in Mao Yingying's words, she is a freak.

I went to college, and I didn't have a lot of fun, even if I studied before, I had the qualifications to protect the research, and I was still working so hard.

Several people felt tired and panicked when they looked at it, but Su Wenxin enjoyed it.

Because of Ye Yexuan's matter, a trace of depression in his heart was also diluted a lot by Mr. Xi's appearance.

In the following days, Su Wenxin went back to Mr. Xi's house every day, and would cook a meal for him every time.

Over time, the two got along very well, and Mr. Xi was a real mentor and friend to Su Wenxin.

But Zuo Qihong, who was hiding in the dark, waited for so long, and never saw his grandfather speak, so he was so anxious, but the old man seemed to be deliberately hanging his appetite, so he just ignored this stubble.

Zuo Qihong was also a little helpless, but there was no good opportunity, so he could only wait......