Chapter 471: The road is narrow
"Oh my god, I'm not dazzled, right? Old Man Feng actually... It's out of the mountain!" someone in the crowd greeted with a shudder.
Waving at the man, the old man walked up to the little couple: "Young people should be self-disciplined, if there is anything to go home and solve." "
"Go home, hit someone and want to slip away, no way!" Before the young couple could react, clutching their red and swollen cheeks, Sheep's Beard and his companion rushed up.
"Ouch, boys, you lack virtue in your mouth, you don't talk about it, you don't know each other, you dare to play a big knife in front of Old Man Feng, you are too arrogant!"
Out of the mountain, out of the mountain, really out of the mountain, all kinds of sounds sounded in his ears, looking at all kinds of expressions in his eyes, standing in the crowd, repeating in his heart that he was out of the mountain, Han Qiushi stared at the old man intently.
"Stinky boy, are you okay? I didn't expect to meet here, right?" After the shop returned to normal order, the old man turned his head to look at Han Qiushi.
"Yes, Grandpa Feng, it's been so long, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect to meet like this, you... When did you come back?" "Am I not mistaken? Grabbing the old man's hand, with tears in his eyes, Han Qiushi was excited.
"A few days after I came back. Well, good, good, your mom is right, you've become different. Carefully measuring Han Qiushi, slowly, his eyes turned, and the old man smiled slightly, "This is Chunzao, right?"
"Oh, Grandpa Feng, I'm Xiang Chunzao. "Who is he? How can he know me?" Looking at the old man's kind smile, his face was red, and he pursed his lips at Chunzao full of suspicion.
"Strange, isn't it? This is a master who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and he has not appeared for six or seven years, and our old neighbor is also my father's old friend. Pulling the old man to sit down and wiping the corners of his eyes, Han Qiushi raised his hand and let go, and two bowls of beef noodles were served on the table.
What kind of relationship is this?
I've known each other for so long, why have I never heard their mother and son mention that there are still such strange people in their lives?
"You two eat it. Patting Han Qiushi on the shoulder, the old man smiled, "I've eaten and drunk enough, just look at the two of you." "
"Okay, Grandpa Feng has said so, let's eat it quickly. When I came out of the hospital, my stomach screamed, and after a while, I must be hungry, looking at it with distressed eyes, Han Qiushi said softly.
"Hmm. In response, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and picked up the chopsticks to Chunzao in a restrained manner, his palms sweating.
The child was too nervous, he looked like a sincere person, nodded in his heart, and the old man smiled and said, "Spring morning, don't care about me, eat quickly." "
"Thank you, Grandpa Feng. Pursing his lips and smiling, Xiang Chunzao, who was blushing, accepted the old man's kindness, but on the other hand, he was holding his chopsticks and moving slowly.
No, I've been frightened today, and something like this happened suddenly, Sister Chun Zao couldn't turn around all of a sudden, she definitely didn't fit in, I had to help her.
After making up his mind, he glanced at Xiang Chunzao, who was stiff, and Han Qiushi smiled slightly: "By the way, Grandpa Feng, have you seen my mother?"
"I've seen it. I was going to look for you this weekend, but as it happens, I walked a few more steps this morning when I walked around the corner, but I didn't expect to meet your mother. Taking a sip of the tea that the waiter had just brought him, the old man narrowed his eyes, "Oh, she just sent two small things into the school, and she ran into me as soon as she turned around." "
"Really, that's such a coincidence, I usually send it. I was going to have a meeting this morning, and I didn't have my information sorted out, so I was in a hurry to go to the unit, so I asked my mother to send it. After speaking, picking up the bowl, Han Qiushi took a sip of beef soup.
"Oh, you know, your mom told me about it. If it weren't for your meeting, I wouldn't have met your mother, and if I hadn't wanted to eat beef noodles, I wouldn't have met you, this is fate!" Putting down the teacup, the old man looked at Han Qiushi, "Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, both children are going to school." "
Isn't it? With a flick of his fingers, there are too many things that have changed, the corners of his mouth raised, and Han Qiushi frowned slightly: "Yes, when you left here, they were still very young and don't remember anything." "
"They were just over a year old at the time, and of course they wouldn't remember me. Huang Na's vague shadow swept in front of him, shook his head, and turned to look at Xiang Chunzao, the old man nodded again, "The two of us chatted for a long time, and I only knew that you had a new home." Well, I didn't look away this time, Chun Zao is a good girl who is down-to-earth and steady. "
How did you turn to me as you spoke? Stunned, Xiang Chunzao, who had just relaxed his mood, bit his lip and put down his chopsticks.
"Don't put chopsticks, beef noodles have to be eaten hot to taste. Oh, Qiu Shi, your mother loves to eat, you love to eat, you love to eat in the early spring, you are really a family, you all love to eat this bite. As if facing his daughter, he fell in the eye, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, the old man became casual, "Qiu Shi, if your Uncle Ping is still here, you will definitely be happy." "
"Yes, Uncle Ping will. "If this continues, will the scars be revealed?" After a pause, he glanced at Xiang Chunzao, and Han Qiu responded.
"Alas, if you Uncle Ping... Alas!" After taking a sip of tea, the old man frowned, "Fortune and misfortune depend on fate, there is no way." "
"Yes, if it weren't for Wu Jian's injustice, those disasters wouldn't have happened. His mother's sad face suddenly welled up in his mind, and he blurted out, and Han Qiushi subconsciously closed his eyes.
"Isn't it? That Wu Jian, by the way, Qiu Shi, Wu Jian has been back for five or six years, do you know?" After speaking, he raised his head and saw that the old man knew that Han Qiushi remembered the past again, and he immediately regretted it, and immediately stopped talking.
"Wu Jian, is he back?" suddenly opened his eyes, and Han Qiushi's voice trembled.
Am I old and confused? It's not good to say something, but I mention this, I don't know if this is a forbidden area for the two of them? Not to mention that in front of this girl, I coughed twice, turned my head to look at it, and the old man was silent.
"Grandpa Feng, what do you know, tell me quickly. Grabbing the old man's arm, Han Qiushi became excited.
"Alas", the old man said reluctantly: "He changed his name and opened a company, what is it called 'Hongfu Trading Co., Ltd.', I don't remember very clearly." "
Hongfu Business and Trade gasped, looking at Xiang Chunzao, who was also frightened, Han Qiushi squeezed out a voice from his throat: "He changed his name, what is his name?"
"Called... It's called Wu Shi... Wu Shizu, yes, it's called Wu Shizu!" Why do the two children look like this? Should they encounter Wu Jian? Shocked in his heart, the old man clenched his fists.
"Wu Shizu!" said in unison, Han Qiushi and Xiang Chunzao were dumbfounded, and their brains were buzzing.