Wen Xu came out today for the first day to enjoy the cool with everyone, usually at this time, Wen Xu naturally has something to be busy with, and when Zhuo Yiqing was there before, the two of them were tired somewhere in the house at this time. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info now that his girlfriend has been replaced by Shi Shangzhen, this is usually the time to watch TV, of course, there is no need to fight, so Wen Xu has no time to hang out with these old men.

But today, I think it's quite interesting, the old men are all together, for example, they like to listen to the book commentary in a corner, everyone sits on the family they brought, closed their eyes and listened to the Sui and Tang Dynasty said by the old man Shan Tianfang on the radio, the radio is now saying, the story of Pei Yuanqing, one of the eight hammers of the Sui and Tang dynasties, and it is also a martial arts, what the old man Shan in the radio said is full of flowers, very lively, and a group of people on the side of the radio are also fascinated.

At a distance of about twenty meters from the group of people listening to the commentary, the two of them were playing against each other under the street lamp, Wen Xu took a closer look at who else was not Old Man Chi, and the other one was actually Yu Yao.

Two or three meters on the left hand side of the old man Chi, there is a group of people around a small square table, the table is not big, it is fifty or sixty centimeters square, it seems that I don't know whose flower stool, four people are sitting around and playing poker lively, there are six or seven people standing next to the onlookers, from time to time there are people to make a move, pointing to what cards should be played.

In the south corner, a group of old men like to listen to operas, not Peking Opera but popular local operas, sung in dialects, to be honest, Wen Xu doesn't like Peking Opera, naturally he doesn't like hometown dramas, the most important thing is that as a young man, Wen Xu can't stand that kind of slow humming tune, singing for a long time, heart disease can be choked.

As for the central circle of the garden, it is a reserved place for the old lady to play with her little grandsons and granddaughters, one by one, either holding them in their hands, or chasing the grass, and from time to time there will be a sound around the sound of being careful, don't run so fast, etc., accompanied by the child's childish giggling laughter.

The whole small square is really lively.

"That's good!" Hang Xiangdong looked at the bustle of the garden, and suddenly his face was like a spring breeze blooming, and he was full of smiles. For a man of his age, this kind of scene is the most palatable, and it is really joyful.

"Uncle Hang?"

Wen Shida, who was sitting not far away listening to a book, saw Hang Xiangdong coming, and immediately said hello: "Come, sit here!"

Next to Wen Shida is Wen Shiqing, except for these two, they are all one size younger, but they are about the same age, if it weren't for everyone, they wouldn't get together to listen to the commentary. Since he is about the same age, it is impossible for Hang Xiangdong, who has been in Wenjia Village for more than ten years, not to know him!

Wen Shiqing looked at Hang Xiangdong and said, "Uncle Hang, can you see that you are getting old?" The hair is almost gone, and the folds on the face are all up, it looks similar to us!"

Hang Xiangdong put his chair next to Wen Shiqing, and said with a smile: "That must be about the same, we are not a few years old, right?"

Hang Xiangdong couldn't hold Wen Shiqing's name a little, and he had an impression when he looked at it, but after all, he hadn't come back for more than ten years, and everyone's appearance had become older over the years, so he didn't dare to recognize it for a while.

Wen Shida thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Hang is a little younger than Shiqing, two years younger!"

"Yes, exactly two years younger, and we have the same month's birthday. But Uncle Hang, people say that people in the city are young, so it won't work if you put it here," Wen Shiqing joked with a smile.

As soon as Hang Xiangdong heard Wen Shida's name Shiqing, he naturally knew that this was Wen Shiqing, so he replied with a smile: "Where am I from the city, I am essentially a rural person who has mixed into the city, and I can't change it in this life, when I am at home, if I can't drink stick noodle porridge three times a week, I feel that this week seems to be missing something."

"That's right, I'm eating stick noodles every day or two, and if it's a stone grinding, the machine doesn't taste right, and I don't think I have the strength to grind my throat......"

A group of old men talked about stick noodles, and they all came to the spirit, and they didn't know what to say about this stick noodles, and they were like reminiscing about bitter and sweet memories.

"Uncle, I'll go sit down over there" Wen Xu didn't want to listen to them continue to talk about it, and if he talked about it again, it would probably be about their youth, Wen Xu was not a participant, so naturally he couldn't understand their feelings.

Just as Wen Xu was about to leave, Wen Shiqing saw Hang Chen following Wen Xu, so he opened his mouth and asked, "This is your daughter, right?"

When Hang Chen heard this, his mouth immediately became sweet, and he said very politely: "Hello uncle!"

"Huh! You can't call it that, you call me and my father like that, you can just call me old brother, but it's not the old man and my old cucumber painted green paint and pretended to be tender, but in fact, that's it!"

After Wen Shiqing finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved next to him: "What's even more excessive is that over here, these white-bearded ones belong to your nephews!"

Hang Chen directly stared at her eyes at this time, she grew up in the capital, and she lived in a tube building, where she had seen this frame, a fifty or sixty-year-old man with a white beard, calling herself an eighteen-year-old girl Auntie? Now Hang Chen feels weird when he thinks about it.

However, Hang Chen was afraid that the old man named Wen Shiqing in front of him was joking with himself, so his eyes turned on Hang Xiangdong's body, and found that his father's attention was not on his side, so he looked at his cousin Wen Xu again.

Wen Xu nodded and said, "There's no way, we have a high seniority!"

"This is also a matter of no way, small is long, from more than ten generations ago, Shixu's ancestor is the youngest of the old ancestor's sons, and then the youngest from generation to generation, and when it is passed on to this generation, the gap is big, Hang Xiaomei, do you understand what I mean?" Wen Shiqing asked after explaining to Hang Chen.

Hang Chen is also very smart, nodded and said: "I understand, the younger one gets married late, and the child is born late, every generation is one or two years late, and after more than ten lifetimes, it must be one or two generations late!"

"It's worthy of being a college student, it's smart!" Wen Shiqing patted his thigh and praised Hang Chen. The old man didn't know how to become a chatter today, and he began to be a good teacher.

"You guys talk, I'll go around!" Wen Xu said.

When Hang Chen heard this, he immediately said, "Brother, I'll go shopping with you too!"

So the two cousins just moved the stool around and looked around, listening to the play Wen Xu and Hang Chen naturally had no interest, as for watching a group of old men with their grandchildren, they were even less interested, and finally Wen Xu took Hang Chen to sit next to Old Man Chi and Yu Yao, watching the two play chess.

As soon as he sat down, Wen Xu took out a bottle of mosquito repellent water from his pocket and handed it to Hang Chen.

"What's that?"

"Mosquito repellent water!"

"Why does it smell so bad, it's a little smoky"

took the bottle from Wen Xu's hand, as soon as he opened the lid, Hang Chen was smoked by the smell of the bottle, not that it didn't smell good, but the smell of the water seemed to be too fragrant, a little pungent, opened it and smelled it, Hang Chen covered the lid.

"I don't spray this thing, if you want to spray, you can spray it!"

When the old man Chi heard this, he turned his head to look at Hang Chen and said: "Little girl, if you don't spray now, you will have to suffer later, the mosquitoes here are not so gentle in the city! Let's put it this way, in ordinary days, these mosquitoes are gnawing on pig skin and livestock skins or something, the best and best, that is, biting two of us old guys, this is considered the New Year's treatment! Now you are a young girl running here to sit and not spray mosquito repellent water, the mosquito tonight can be regarded as a once-in-a-century feast!"

Hearing what the old man said interestingly, Hang Chen himself was happy, and after speaking, he took out a small plastic bottle from his pocket, shook it at Wen Xu and the others, and said triumphantly: "I have been prepared for a long time, and I brought mosquito repellent toilet water!"

Glancing at the things in her hand, Wen Xu shook his head and said, "This thing doesn't work! The mosquitoes here don't eat this! Be obedient and spray a little."

"I don't spray that!" Hang Chen immediately said: "This thing of mine was brought back from Japan by my classmate and her mother, and the mosquito repellent is very powerful, so it is more effective than the one in your hand!"

Wen Xu saw that she was so confident, so she didn't persuade her, and was ready to speak with facts, waiting for the girl to taste the mosquitoes in Wenjia Village at night, she knew that the mosquito repellent flower water outside couldn't stop the mosquitoes in Wenjia Village from eating.

sprayed some on his body and feet, especially the exposed parts directly on it, and even wiped Wen Xu on the back of his neck a little, which only then looked at Yu Yao and Old Man Chi's chess game.

Now it is almost an hour after the rain, less than two hours, the temperature has dropped, now it is almost twenty-six or seven degrees outside, a little breeze is blowing slightly, the whole person feels relaxed, and the sun is scorching during the day, sweating and back, it is comfortable to the pores, the whole body is full of comfort and energy.

"Old man, you are in danger!" Wen Xu hugged his arms, looked at the chess game, and soon found that the old man's current situation was not good.

"What do you know!" the old man is still a dead duck here!

Yu Yao saw Wen Xu stretching out his hand to say something, and immediately raised his hand to block in front of Wen Xu: "Watching chess is a true gentleman, don't talk, honestly see if your chess is good?"

Wen Xu smiled and nodded and said, "My fault, my fault, I don't say you continue!"

Hang Chen had no interest in listening to books, and he didn't necessarily have much interest in playing chess, and after watching Old Man Chi and Yu Yao take two or three steps, he lay down on the recliner, closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

But when she lay down on the chair and was about to close her eyes, she was suddenly shocked by the starry sky above her head, and felt that every star was so bright, like countless bright gems dotted in the deep blue starry sky, which reminded Hangchen of seeing the teacher's starry sky hanging in the classroom in class.

In the past, Hang Chen thought that only a telescope could photograph such a beautiful starry sky. Only at this time did she realize that the starry sky should have been so beautiful, but too many human factors caused the original beauty to be covered by thick sand and dust, so that children like her one-year-old would not be like the children before, and they could see the starry sky as soon as they looked up.

Immersed in this wonderful starry sky, Hang Chen felt that his whole body was full of an indescribable tranquility, she found that the Milky Way was not what she imagined, just countless stars of one brightness, and now she saw the colorful Milky Way, it seemed that each star had a different color.

When the whole person's feelings are immersed in the starry sky above their heads, this feeling is indescribable, as if they feel the beauty of the universe and the beauty of creation. Hang Chen felt that he felt something mysterious, touching his heart, but it seemed that there was nothing.

Hang Chen was attracted by the starry sky of Wenjia Village, and at this time, Hang Chen himself also attracted some things, everyone knows that mosquitoes don't hurt when they bite, almost no feeling, but when the feeling comes, it's uncomfortable.

"Oops!"

A piercing itch pulled Hang Chen back from the beautiful starry sky, and almost within two or three seconds, Hang Chen felt that her hands were not enough, and there were four or five itches on her feet alone, which made her want to poke those itches with the tip of a knife.