The seven old men explained their family affairs to Liu Xiaosi early in the morning, and hurriedly went to Lingzhou County.

Liu Xiaosi is like a capable little daughter-in-law, and it is much more reassuring to have him in the family. Two old men live together and take care of each other, which is not much worse than those old couples. And Liu Xiaosi has admired him since he was a child, sticking to him, and always obeying his words. The seven old men were even a little glad that Ming Qiu ****** leave, otherwise Liu Xiaosi would not have been with him.

Registration, tuition payment, and opening ceremony were tense and busy.

Seeing Junchao standing in a large group of students on the playground, tall and strong, and a little bit of a standing out from the crowd, the seven old men were very proud and proud in their hearts. Especially when Junchao led the team to raise the national flag, the pride of the seven old men was even more bursting.

"Look, that standard-bearer is my grandson!" The seven old men proudly said to the people around them.

"Oh, you old man is so blessed to have such a handsome grandson." The people replied to his words with envy.

The seven old men smiled contentedly and looked at their grandson who stood straight on the flag stand, like a tall pine tree.

At noon, the seven old men and Junchao ate together in the school cafeteria. The food in the canteen is still good, not as bad as people say.

Hongmei brought her own dinner plate and came over to sit with Junchao and them.

"Grandpa, this is my classmate Hongmei." Junchao smiled and introduced Hongmei to the Seven Old Men.

"Hello grandpa." Hongmei smiled sweetly at the seven old men.

"Okay, so are you." The seven old men looked at Junchao with some suspicion, people say that high school students fall in love a lot now, this Junchao won't fall in love with this beautiful girl, right?

"Grandpa, you eat vegetables." Jun Chao's eyes were a little evasive, and he took a piece of braised pork from his plate and put it on the plate of the seven old men.

"Grandpa, it's usually difficult for you to come to the county seat, so let's take a walk around after lunch. There is a little fourth grandfather at home, so you don't have to go back in such a hurry. "Junchao is also very close to Liu Xiaosi and doesn't mind him living at home.

"That's okay, I really haven't had a good time in the county."

"Grandpa, you can go climb the ladder, by the way, there is also a people's square next to our school, where many elderly people play." Hongmei likes Junchao, and she is also close to Junchao's grandfather, not to mention that the seven old men are so kind.

"By the way, I also brought walnuts and peanuts, and put them in your rented house after eating." The seventh old man patted the back basket placed beside him, "Hongmei, you can also take a little to eat." ”

"Grandpa, you can put Junchao there, if you want to eat it, I'll let him bring it to me."

After eating, Junchao took the seven old men to his rental house.

As soon as he entered the door, the seven old men saw a pair of pink lace-trimmed panties hanging on the windowsill. The panties were like a brightly colored flag, fluttering on the windowsill.

Junchao chuckled in his heart, he really didn't expect his grandfather to come to their rental house today, and Hongmei's underwear hadn't been put away yet.

"Junchao, whose underwear is this, it looks like a girl." The seven old men looked at Junchao suspiciously again.

Junchao felt that the sweat was about to run down, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa, this is mine." Now the things of young people, you don't understand. You said that you are an old grandfather, staring at your grandson's underwear, how inappropriate. ”

"What's wrong, your doll has not seen the little bit of grandpa on its body, and grandpa knows a few hairs on his body."

"Grandpa, the older you get, the more indecent you become." Junchao likes to talk to his grandfather like this, no big or small.

"Stinky boy, dare to laugh at grandpa, see if grandpa doesn't kill you." The seventh old man raised his hand high and landed lightly on Junchao's body.

Junchao squeezed his eyebrows and grimaced with his grandfather.

The Seven Old Men didn't go to the Sky Ladder Park, and the high Sky Ladder made him a little daunted. He went to the People's Square next to Junchao's school.

There are really a lot of elderly people in the square. Some of them were playing cards and chess in the shade of the trees, some were dancing to the music, and some were singing with microphones.

There are all kinds of flowers and trees in the square, and many of the seven old men can't name them. The fragrance of flowers wafts in the wind in the shaded square.

Stone tables and chairs are scattered to resemble tree stumps, and the wooden cloister of the loop is decorated with colorful glazed tiles. People are playing and relaxing in the meantime. The seven old men sighed a little, this city is different from the countryside. The seven old men wandered slowly, feeling that they and the old men were like people from two different worlds.

They are different from themselves, they have pensions, medical insurance, they don't have to worry about their livelihoods, they can enjoy their old age leisurely, they can age so elegantly, but they don't work for a day without security, and they don't live a solid life.

At one end of the wooden cloister is a small tiled floor field where a group of elderly people dance.

The seven old men listened to the music and watched the old men and women swaying to the music. These city people are really not ashamed, in broad daylight, hugging and hugging them so openly.

The seven old men deliberately wore clean and tidy clothes today, as well as Liu Xiaosi's shiny leather shoes. The seven old men dressed up are still very attractive, and they have the temperament of some handsome old guys. There was an old lady glaring at him.

A little old lady who was in good shape came over and took his hand and said, "Come, handsome guy, let's dance together." ”

The seventh old man felt that his palm was like a piece of hot coal, and quickly spread his hand and said, "I, I can't jump." ”

"It's okay, I can't jump, I'll teach you." The old lady was still holding his hand enthusiastically.

"I really can't jump." The seven old men fled with red faces, and there was a burst of laughter from behind them.

The seventh old man turned his head, and the old lady still looked at him with a look of regret.

The seven old men rubbed their hands, and the temperature of the old lady was still in the palm of his hand. The old lady in this city is really well maintained, and her little hands are really slippery, much stronger than Liu Xiaosi's old guy.

The seven old men left the dancing old men and old ladies and walked to the other side to listen to the singing.

It was a small senior band. Some people play the electronic piano, some play the erhu, and some play the flute. A group of well-dressed old people held the song list, gently beat the music together, and hummed softly along with the lead singer.

The seven old men watched and listened quietly, how tall and lofty people were, he, an old man from the countryside, only had to watch.

The seven old men also like to sing, singing the kind of mason's workman's trumpet, singing those free-spirited mountain songs, and the kind of cheerful shouts soaked in the bitterness and joy of life. Like someone else, he can't do it at all with a song score, a tone and a tune, and a very literary and artistic singing.

A man sang a song "Where the Peach Blossoms Bloom", and a woman sang another song "Red Plum Praise". The old people took turns singing with song scores like a relay race, singing those well-known classic old songs.

The Seven Old Men also sang these songs when they were young, and listening to those familiar melodies, it was as if they had returned to those young years. The Ba Ba movies at that time, the weekly songs on the radio at that time...... Those past events came back like a cloud of smoke.

The seven old men stopped for a while and left, he was afraid that someone would come and call him to sing. Just like the old lady who danced just now, he was afraid that his helplessness and embarrassment would be exposed in front of others.

These city people are really good at playing, and they are not the same kind of people. The seven old men slowly left the People's Square, and they could still hear the melodious music when they walked far away.