Chapter 23: The Lights of the People

The two walked all the way to the house of a house with a bright incandescent lamp on in front of the door. An old flat house of more than 50 square meters, with a high pile of dry firewood on the left side of the door, and a crossbar erected by the eaves is hung with fishy dried fish and yellow-orange-orange corn cobs.

The door was open, and when I walked in, I saw that two old men were leisurely watching TV dramas in the hall.

"Hello, excuse me!" Yan Sheng knocked politely at the door.

The two elders came back to their senses from the TV plot and looked surprised.

"I'm sorry, we drove here, got lost here, and then haven't eaten yet, can I have a meal at your side, I'll pay for the meal." ”

After hearing this, the old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What do you pay, come in and eat, come and come, come and sit, it's cold outside." With that, he greeted the two warmly.

"Quick, go and heat up the unfinished dishes, and make an egg ginger soup to warm up. The old man nudged the grandmother next to him.

"No, no, grandpa, don't be so troublesome, just two dishes. Lin Xiaomu was very embarrassed and added on the side.

Yan Sheng and the old man sat in the living room chatting, and during the conversation, Yan Sheng knew that the two elders had lived here for most of their lives, and their children had all gone out to work and live.

The traditional old-fashioned stove, the chimney pipe on the wall is already black, and it seems to tell the long and long eventful years.

The simple old-fashioned security window made of a few wooden sticks has signs of being renovated, and through the window, a trace of cold wind faintly blows in.

Lin Xiaomu skillfully lit the fire next to the stove and built a firewood full of firewood.

"Little girl, have you ever worked on the farm before?"

"Well, I'm from the countryside, and I'm just here in H City to study at university. ”

"I can see that it's very different from those delicate ladies outside, hehe. ”

The old man said happily while stir-frying, and in the dim light, the criss-crossed wrinkles on his face were huddled together with a smile.

Lin Xiaomu and the old grandmother were so short under the lamp, and the pork belly in the iron pot was fried to a sizzling sound, wafting out bursts of tempting and mouthwatering meat fragrance.

Unknowingly, Yan Sheng was attracted by the laughter of the two and quietly walked into the kitchen.

When the old grandmother saw him come in, she pointed to Lin Xiaomu's shoulder, who was adding firewood, and said, "Yo, young man, you are blessed, you have found a good girl who is sincere!"

Lin Xiaomu was stunned, hurriedly stopped what he was doing, and explained: "Grandma, no, we are nothing!"

Yan Sheng was a little dissatisfied with her behavior in such a hurry to justify, and deliberately said: "Grandma, I'm not bad, I'm still worthy of her, right?"

"Oh hahahaha, deserve it, deserve it, you little couple are really compatible!" The old grandmother was instantly amused by him, and her eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

"Who's going to be with you, really. Lin Xiaomu's face immediately showed a look full of disgust.

When all the dishes are served, the two of them sit at opposite ends of the table. The small long table is not big, but it is filled with five dishes by the old man.

The two of them were probably so hungry that they ate with relish. The two old people on the side watched them eat so seriously, as if they had seen their own children, and happily encouraged them to eat more.

After a hearty meal, both of them were greatly satisfied, but then they saw the white light on the horizon appear frequently, and thunder sounded.

As we talked, the lightning grew brighter and the thunder louder. Immediately after that, the raindrops the size of beans rolled down from the sky, hitting the windows with "horns". In the blink of an eye, the raindrops became many silk threads, which hung down from the sky and rushed to the ground.

"What should I do, what should I do?" Seeing that it was eleven o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaomu was anxious and didn't know what to do.

"Take out your phone, I'm going to navigate back. Yan Sheng stretched out his hand to Lin Xiaomu unhurriedly, and he didn't seem to be worried about not being able to go back at all.

"My phone is dead. ”

"Your phone is also quite good at choosing the time, but there is no battery at this time. ”

"It's been a day, so you still have battery on your phone?"

"Are you embarrassed to talk about my mobile phone?" Yan Sheng looked at Lin Xiaomu with a sharp look.

Lin Xiaomu knew that he was wrong, pouted and didn't speak again.

The old man on the side watched the conversation between the two with great interest, and after knowing that the discussion was fruitless, he waved his hand and said, "I think it's better to spend the night here with us tonight." ”

"Yes, little girl, we have a room here, and you can make do with it for one night. The old grandmother also stepped forward and added.

"No, no, no, we're going back. Lin Xiaomu insisted, then turned his head and asked Yan Sheng: "Wouldn't you just borrow your grandfather's mobile phone and call someone to come and pick us up?"

"I only remember my parents' phone numbers. ”

"That's just right. Lin Xiaomu seemed to see a glimmer of life, and his brows furrowed.

"You mean, tell my family to come and pick us up at this time?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaomu nodded vigorously.

"Then my mother will alarm an army-style people to come over, not only that, but she will also investigate our coming here, will you still let her come?" Yan Sheng explained lightly, he had always been well aware of Su Yiying's approach.

Lin Xiaomu suddenly forgot that this person was the prince of the famous Yan Group, and if he really asked for help late at night, she didn't know what big things his family would do.

"That'...... What should I do?" Knowing that there was no more way, Lin Xiaomu muttered to himself in almost despair.

"Let's spend the night here. Yan Sheng reclined on the wooden bench, clasped his hands together, propped up on the back of his head, and looked comfortable.

"Come on, I'll help you make your bed first. "The old lady was busy with enthusiasm.

Lin Xiaomu sat on the side like a wooden chicken, and she didn't know if Yu Yun would look for her, would she think she was missing? Damn, she never thought of remembering Yu Yun's mobile phone number.

She saw that Yan Sheng was still chatting with the old man calmly, and she felt uncomfortable, as if such a distressing top priority matter was like a trivial matter to him.