Dong Guo Yao sat aside, putting a peanut in his mouth with chopsticks from time to time, and listened carefully to the old man's chatter.

The old man's love began in the spring of 1951, because of his family background, the eighteen-year-old man was sent to a mountainous area in the southwest to teach.

He and his wife met in the mountainous area where he was teaching, and his wife's name was Liu Yafei, who was forced to come to the mountainous area to teach because of some remarks made by his father, who was a teacher.

Two city people of the same age coexist in the same area for similar reasons, which is God's arrangement.

Coupled with the fact that the two have a lot of common language, sparks quickly sparked.

At the end of the volunteer teaching, the two came together unsurprisingly, and they returned to the city to register their marriage and start a new life.

Because of the Cultural Revolution, the original solid family has been shattered, relatives and friends are either nowhere to be found or have passed away, and the two lonely young people can only start from scratch in the city.

And this small courtyard is where they first returned to live in the city, and it carries countless good memories for them.

The old man said, "The first days were very hard, and the later days were even harder, but I never blushed or quarreled with her. She is actually a very nagging person, but whenever she is a bully, I play the forbearance skills I practiced when I was teaching, no matter what she says about me, I endure, endure, endure, and then laugh at it. Well, that's it, there is always someone who needs to endure it. However, I can endure all the beatings and nagging she has given me all my life, but I can never forgive her for her sudden departure?

At this, the old man's voice suddenly choked, and he poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, and a few drops of cloudy liquid slipped down his eyes.

Dong Guo Yao opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he didn't speak.

Although the love between the old man and his wife was no match for death in the end, it overcame the effective time of love, and it had a shelf life of up to several decades, which made him envious.

What about your own love? Where is your love?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, now he is forty years old, long past the age of starting a family, but he is still single.

When he was young, he was ambitious, always thinking about conquering the world first and then conquering women, thinking about what kind of women he couldn't find when he became famous.

But it turns out that he can't conquer the world, and he can't conquer women.

Because women are never used to conquer, but to be carefully cared for and loved.

It's a pity that he understood too late, otherwise his first few relationships wouldn't all end without a problem.

"I said, boy, you're not a big boss, you should almost find one, otherwise you have to keep beating singles?" said the old man in his usual cynical tone.

"Heh, just like me, it's a problem to even support myself, who wants to follow me?" Dong Guo Yao smiled self-deprecatingly when he heard this.

"I think those two little girls are interesting to you today, why don't you ......"

Before the old guy could say what came out of his mouth, Dong Guo Yao hurriedly said: "What do the old people think? ”

When the old man heard this, he said with some hatred: "What's wrong with being older, look at the professor of others, they are married to a person who is more than fifty years younger than themselves, you should really learn from others, or they can become celebrities." ”

"Old thing, your affection just now is all pretending, you almost tricked me into tears, I know that you don't have any good things in your bones, and you are typically disrespectful. ”

"Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, Lao Tzu is for your good, anyway, it's not me who beats the singles. ”

"Feelings, aren't you a bachelor?"

"I'm a bachelor now, yes, but I have someone to miss, what about you?"

"I ...... I ......"

Dong Guo Yao was speechless by the old man.

Yes, people have an object of longing, and now they can't even remember the looks of their previous girlfriends.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, drink. ”

Dong Guo Yao raised his cup with some anger and held another one with the old man.

"Bang bang!" was the glass raised to his lips when he heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

The old man asked aloud.

"Dad, it's me!"

A man's voice came from outside the door.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put down his wine glass, and ran to the door with a brisk walk to push the door open.

"Dad, I said why did you run back again, I heard that you fired the nanny I hired for you again? Old father, that's the 23rd nanny you dismissed, can't you live there properly? ”

The person who entered the door was a middle-aged man, wearing a white T-shirt, a pair of washed white jeans, and a pair of casual sneakers on his feet.

The man began to complain as soon as he entered the door, but there was no blame on his face.

When the old man heard this, he smiled on his face and said, "This episode of the shooting mission is over?"

"Well, the filming is over, and I have some things to deal with when I come back this time. The man replied as he walked inside.

The old man's face turned pale when he heard this, and he said solemnly, "What's wrong?"

When the man heard this, he said: "No, I just heard a story on the radio yesterday and thought it was quite suitable for adaptation into a movie, but I couldn't contact the author himself, and I have been hesitant to contact Jiangzhou Traffic Radio Station." So I'm going to come back to find out what's going on, and I'll come back to see you by the way. ”

When Dong Guo Yao heard this, he was stunned and looked straight at the man.

The man also noticed Dong Guo Yao, and when he saw him looking at him stunned, he was a little puzzled, and turned his head to the old man and said, "There are guests?"

"Hello, Dong Guo Yao. ”

Dong Guo Yao stood up and stretched out his hand to the man.

The man stretched out his hand and shook it with him, looked at him and said, "Zhang Dai!"

"You are Zhang Dai?

Hearing their previous conversation, Dong Guo Yao had actually guessed his identity, but at this moment, he still felt incredible when he heard him say his name himself.

This world is inevitably too small, isn't it? The old man's son is actually Zhang Dai!

"Yes, I'm Zhang Dai!" replied.

"Is the story you just said you heard called 'Passing by Your World'?" asked Dong Guo Yao tentatively.

"You also heard this story?" Zhang Dai asked with interest.

"That's the story. Dong Guo Yao replied.

"Oh, that's good...... What, you said this story is what you said? You are Mr. Dongguo?" Zhang Dai suddenly realized.

"Yes, and I also wrote "Passing by Your World". Dongguo Yao smiled slightly.

When Zhang Dai heard this, he turned his head to look at the old man and then at Dong Guo Yao, and said, "Oh, it turned out that you wrote it, and that's a coincidence." ”

This meaning is obvious, which means that Dongguo Yao wants to use the old man to get close to him.

Dong Guo Yao is also a little helpless, he can't explain it.

But fortunately, at this time, the old man spoke: "I have known each other for a long time, and he doesn't know that you are my son." ”

After speaking, the two of them who looked a little embarrassed continued: "Listening to your tone, it seems that the other party is the person you are looking for, right, didn't you just meet each other, come, talk while drinking." ”

"You two talk first, I'll go in and serve you the whole food. So said the old man, and went into the house.

"I'm sorry, I almost misunderstood you. After the old man left, Zhang Dai said with some embarrassment.

Dong Guo Yao waved his hand indifferently and said, "It doesn't exist, this is indeed too coincidental." ”