Originally, the grandfather's house was not far from the entrance of the village, plus the anxious third master, the four of them were no different from running, and they arrived at the door of the house in a blink of an eye. www.biquge.info Yang Yi was just about to go in, but the third master rushed to the door, and the grandfather was basking in the sun again, making a slight snoring sound, and Yang Yi obviously saw that the third master's body trembled.

The third master took a deep breath, took out a cigarette cartridge and pointed it at his grandfather, only to see that the cigarette flew straight to the sleeping grandfather, Yang Yiwood didn't know why, and he didn't know what the third master meant. At this moment, the sleeping grandfather suddenly stretched out two fingers to clamp them accurately, stuffed them into his mouth like a cloud, and pulled and pulled on his chest, but woke up.

"What about me? Alas, how can I still dream about the past. "Grandpa didn't seem to be fully awake, he didn't even know that there were a bunch of people standing at the door, so he lit his cigarette and took a puff before he reacted: 'Where did I get my cigarette?' At this time, Yang Huashu suddenly looked up and saw the third master smiling at the door. "Liu San?!" The third master was choked up and speechless, so he could only nod frantically.

"Lao Tzu won't be dreaming!" Yang Huashu slapped himself hard, and his voice was very crisp. Yang Yi couldn't help but speak: "Grandpa, you didn't dream, it's all true!" Yang Huashu was stunned, then turned into ecstasy, and strode towards the third master with open hands. A qualified bodyguard would never allow strangers to approach the object of his protection, and even if Wood was injured now, he dutifully stood in front of the third master.

Who knew that Yang Huashu walked straight over as if he hadn't seen such a big living person. "Mr. Yang, please... Yes! Yang Yi's grandfather just grabbed Wood's hand lightly, and Wood actually flew out from the two-meter-high wall, and the two gray-haired old men finally hugged each other. There were no words, only a fierce hug, hammering each other's backs fiercely.

Yang Yi's eyes moistened unconsciously, grandpa was really happy, Yang Yi had never seen such a happy grandfather, and the third master was even more tearful, and he couldn't say a word when he was choked. Wood staggered back, leaning on the door frame and looking at Yang Yi and Yang Huashu with very frightened eyes, if this grandfather and grandson wanted to be unfavorable to the chief, he had no room for resistance at all.

"Squad leader! I've finally found you! Yang Huashu let go of the third master and said: "Haha, Liu San, you are a few years older than Lao Tzu, why do you love to cry so much, you must be a woman who has been born in the wrong place, hahaha!" "Fuck you! You bastard still don't forget to choreograph Lao Tzu! The two old men laughed and scolded each other and approached the house, completely ignoring Yang Yi and the others.

"Old woman, hurry up and get a pot of spinach paste, this old boy is just like this!" Grandma is a very classical woman, she usually doesn't talk much when there are outsiders, and if she usually scolds, she will come out early. If the third master and Wood surprised her old man, then He Yuanyuan, who was timidly holding Yang Yi's arm, completely made her old man laugh and couldn't open her eyes, and her granddaughter-in-law finally had it!

The two old people chatted and it was not suitable for them to stay here, Yang Yi took He Yuanyuan's hand and went to the kitchen, grandma is old, and she doesn't have to cook or anything. The nurse chops vegetables and Yang Yi burns the fire, Yang Yi has always felt that the electric pot is not as good as the gas, and the gas is not as good as the stove, anyway, it is delicious.

Grandma's hands were swords, but her eyes kept staring at He Yuanyuan and Yang Yi, and she didn't know what she thought, she kept smiling. Of course, Yang Yi knew what his grandmother was thinking, it was nothing more than hugging his great-grandson, and he said helplessly: "Grandma, people are just my classmates, don't guess, I'm only sixteen, you have to wait a few more years." Grandma was not happy at once.

"What's wrong with Sixteen! At that time, we had two children in sixteen, and now there are a lot of things, this birth is not allowed, that birth is not allowed, and all of them are not allowed to be born to take what lineage to inherit!? "There is no way to explain this matter to her old man, in her old man's opinion, family planning is nonsense at all, what is in the way of you when people have children?

There are no special dishes at home, just a hen sent by Yang Yi's father in the morning, a small pot of shrimp, and a piece of pork. The hen is used to stew soup, the shrimp are fried with green peppers, and the pork can only be made into braised pork, Yang Yi is good at this bite, so there is no shortage of materials at home, and finally grandma got a scrambled egg with green onions.

When the meal was served, Yang Huashu went to take a shovel and came to the big locust tree, and smiled at the third master: "When Xiao Yi was born, I buried a few jars of wine, and I originally planned to wait for Xiao Yi to get married, but today I am cheaper for you old guy!" The third master snorted coldly: "What's the difference between this kid and my grandson?" What happened to the grandfather drinking his grandson's wedding wine in advance? Whoever has a problem, let him talk to Lao Tzu! ”

Yang Yi didn't know that there was a big wooden box buried under the place where he was rooted, and when his grandfather opened the box, there were a total of six jars of wine, and the red cloth on it had faded. Grandpa proposed a jar of wine, buried the soil back, and said to Yang Yi: "Xiao Yi went to the door and brought the wine barrel, this old wine must be mixed with new wine to drink, otherwise people will get drunk without waiting for you to drink the taste." ”

Grandpa patted the mud, and the rich aroma of wine suddenly spread. It's really the smell of wine, and people who don't drink alcohol ask about the smell of wine, but the drunkard says it's wine. But this wine aroma is a real wine, whether you like drinking wine or not, this taste will definitely make your saliva very secretive. He Yuanyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pulled Yang Yi's arm

, she also wanted to drink this thing.

The third master was impatient to snatch it from his grandfather, and the grandfather turned around and said proudly: "How about Liu San, my grandson's wine is okay, right?" "Squad leader, don't make trouble, I haven't drunk for several years, hurry up and give me a sip, as long as you give me this jar of wine to drink, I'll be willing to die immediately!" Grandpa deliberately blew the aroma of wine to the third master, and the third master scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, eager to use the gun directly.

"Yang Huashu! You old bastard, don't force Lao Tzu to scold you! The third master jumped to his feet in a hurry, and his grandfather stopped teasing him, so he asked Yang Yi to bring two large porcelain bowls, and poured a third of the wine jar into it, and the wine was amber, because it had been more than ten years, it was now concentrated like a thick liquid like honey. Just poured it on the third master and couldn't wait to drink it.

Grandpa slapped his hand away and said, "I said that you can't drink it directly, can you not be so frizzy?" "Lao Tzu knows! Can you hurry up! As soon as the transparent new wine and the old wine were mixed, the aroma of the wine was mixed with the smell of hot and spicy wine, and the third master's nose twitched vigorously, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes were already straight. Grandpa stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, let's try it!" ”

The third master was busy serving wine, and a hand was stretched out beside him, and the third master was completely angry: "Wood!" You kid wants to rebel, don't you! Wood said expressionlessly: "Chief, your body can't drink, I'll drink this wine for you." The third master was trembling, pointed at Wood and yelled at Yang Yi: "Throw this shameless thing out of me!" ”

"Oh, so you can't drink, so I'll drink this wine." Grandpa reached over as he spoke, and flicked his finger on Wood's wrist, and Wood suddenly went numb, and his eyes were still fixed on the wine bowl. The third master deserves to be the third master, seeing the opportunity, he pushed away his grandfather's hand, this time he didn't even end it, and buried his face directly in the bowl, like a cow drinking water.

A bowl of wine was drunk by the third master in one go, raised his head and squinted his eyes for a long time without speaking, and spit out a mouthful of wine for a long time, and everyone else who looked at it comfortably was comfortable for him. Wood swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "Are you alright, Chief?" The third master covered his chest and said, "I'm dying of comfort!" Grandpa took a small sip of wine, and playfully looked at the third master who began to drool again.

"Squad leader, I'll pour you wine, and you give me the wine jar." Grandpa stuffed the wine jar into Yang Yi's arms and said with a smile: "Are you stupid to be Lao Tzu?" That's what you fucking said back then, you killed three devils to find a jar of wine, and let you drink it all, and now you still want to lie to Lao Tzu, you can dream about it! Yang Yi found that the wine jar was very light, and there were only about two bowls of wine in it.

I didn't plan to enter the house, so I directly brought the dishes over and put them on the grinding plate, and the two old men planned to raise a glass to invite Mingyue. Wood was also served as a guest, and Grandpa gave him a bowl of wine, but only one, because there was not enough left for the two brothers.

"How's Xiucai?" "What else, a bastard told Lao Tzu that the shells wouldn't fall into the same pit, and he squatted in the shell crater, but I just killed the sniper on the other side, and he was already blown up!" Grandpa seemed to hear an inconsequential message, and continued to ask, "What about the plug?" That kid ran so fast, he should be fine, right? ”

"No matter how fast you run, can you still have bullets? It was punctured by two machine guns, and the intestines were knocked out. "Oh, our company commander is always fine, his old man squats behind and shoots black guns every time, but his marksmanship is accurate, he can kill flies two hundred meters away, and Lao Tzu will serve him." The third master shook his head: "It's still dead, the bullets in that battle ran out, and he was finally killed while holding the big knife." ”

The tone of the two old men was light, as if none of them had anything to do with them. "Our platoon is all dead?" "No, I'm the only one left." The originally plain sentence made the grandfather furious, and he grabbed the third master's collar and shouted, "Why didn't you die!" Are you a fucking deserter! When Wood saw his grandfather doing it, he touched his waist at that time, but the third master kicked him to: "Don't worry about it!" ”

"Lao Tzu is a deserter!? The surname is Yang! When the fuck did you see Lao Tzu cowardly? Is Lao Tzu afraid of death? "Then tell me why you didn't die when everyone else died!" "I want to die too! I've been shot three times and I'm still not dead! I've had enough life! The third master whimpered and cried, and the grandfather also sat down in a distraction, and two lines of tears flowed down.