When the old man drank the potion in his hand, Xi Zihua immediately stared nervously at her grandfather, praying in her heart: "It must be useful, it must be useful...... ”

In the expectant gaze of the mat painting, the old man's skin, which had lost its luster because the deadline was approaching, became rosy in her gaze, and the originally sluggish spirit seemed to be full in the blink of an eye.

The old man's feelings were much stronger than those seen in the mat painting, and the old man only felt as if he was in a hot spring, and every cell in his body was cheering, and he woke up those cells that had been asleep, and felt that his energy was back and his vitality was replenished.

"Grandpa?" Seeing the change in the old man, the mat painting called out cautiously.

"Painting, I'm fine, I feel full of strength, I feel my body full of life, hahaha." The old man heard the call of the mat painting, and then said to the mat painting in an excited voice, and after finishing speaking, he didn't forget to laugh three times, after all, life can be extended, which is impossible for many people to achieve!

"Grandpa." When the mat painting heard what the old man said, he also looked at the old man excitedly.

"What's wrong?" When the people outside heard the laughter of the old man inside, they thought something was wrong, and they all rushed into the house.

In this group of people, if Xi Zimo was here, he would definitely know one person, and that was Xi Zibi.

The mat pen also just came back from outside, in fact, don't look at him outside rampant, in fact, he is also very affectionate, and immediately after receiving the news, he rushed back from a club that was drinking with fox friends and dog friends.

"It's okay, it's just that my old bones seem to have a few more years to live." The old man was also very relieved to see these people in front of him, even if they all had some more or less lacking diǎn, but he still missed this family very much.

"Sub-pen." The old man saw the mat pen and called out his name.

"Yes, Grandpa." Although he was also very worried about his grandfather's situation, he was actually very afraid of his old man, after all, he was fooling around outside, and those things must not be hidden from the ears and eyes of the family.

"Did you just go to those places again?" The old man saw the ≈dǐng≈diǎn≈ of the ≈pen of the mat pen and said, .2∞3.o∧s_(); The wine marks on his shirt knew that he must have gone to those places again.

The old man also has a headache for this grandson, although he is very excessive outside, but he is very well-behaved and sensible at home.

"You better don't go to those places in the future, be sensible." The old man reprimanded for a long time, but in the end, it was the sentence of achievement.

"Yes, Grandpa." When the mat pen heard his grandfather say this, he hurriedly replied.

The Xi family is three generations in the same house, the highest is this old man, there are only two sons and a daughter under the old man, and the third generation is four people, two men and two women, respectively: mat pen, mat ink, mat paper, mat painting, equivalent to pen and ink paper painting four characters, pen and ink two words for boys, paper painting two words for girls.

In fact, there has always been this problem in the old man's heart, that is, the Xi family has been looking for Xi Zimo, because when he was a child, something happened, the second Xi Zimo was lost, and he has not found it yet.

"Old man, are you okay?" Everyone else asked out loud, whether it is a descendant or a side line, they are very concerned about the old man, because as long as the old man does not fall, the Xi family will be as stable as Mount Tai.

"It's okay, just now Zihua brought me a magic potion, I feel the vitality of my body after drinking it, and I feel that I can live a few more years without a problem, haha." The old man felt his body again, and then said to the people who were concerned about him.

After saying that, he lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing here?" At that moment, the beautiful woman who was holding the mat and drawing the hand saw the old man's movements, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

This beautiful woman is also very beautiful, although she is over thirty years old, her charm is still there, and a faint sadness between her eyebrows adds a lot of color.

"It's okay, I'm in good health now!" The old man stopped the woman who wanted to stop him, and said with a smile.

After getting out of bed, the old man was directly surrounded by the crowd, and he was afraid that the old man would accidentally fall.

The old man couldn't say anything when he saw this, so he had to let them go.

After trying it, the old man felt that his body was really completely healed, and even the old injuries on his body were no longer painful.

"Painting, do you know the master you are talking about?" The old man also knew, the mat painting must have met a strange person, and those people next to him also looked at the mat painting when they heard this, and they all saw the magic of the potion just now.

"I don't know this either!" The mat painting said truthfully to his grandfather.

"Don't recognize?" The old man's brows furrowed directly, in fact, he was planning to befriend this strange man, and he also saved his life, so he should thank others.

"He wrapped himself tightly, I just bought a potion from him for 180,000 yuan, I haven't even seen his appearance, listening to his voice, he should not be very old, no more than thirty years old, and he is a man." Xi Zihua recalled Xi Zimo's dress at that time in his mind, and then replied to the old man.

"Alas, forget it, since he is a strange person, he probably doesn't want people to disturb his life, you just said that you only spent 180,000, alas, this is a big advantage, when you meet him in the future, you must go home and thank others." When the old man heard the answer of the mat painting, he also shook his head, but he just felt that he had no fate with this strange person.

"By the way, did you buy only one bottle of this potion for 180,000?" The old man only remembered it now, as if the mat painting did not say how much 180,000 yuan was bought, but only said the potion that 180,000 yuan bought, and then looked at the mat painting with anticipation.

"Two bottles." The mat painting was asked by the old man, and directly said two bottles, she also has diǎn selfishness, she is afraid that if she hands over the remaining two bottles, she will be directly divided, and she will leave one bottle that may be useful in the future.

handed over a bottle of potion to the old man, the old man carefully looked at the bottle of divine water, and then said to the group of hot-eyed people in front of him: "In the future, this bottle of potion will be the treasure of my Xi family, and no one can embezzle it privately, you know?" ”

"Yes." The people next to him all replied respectfully.

"By the way, is there any news of the second son?" The old man experienced a life and death, and he missed his grandson who had only met him even more.

"Nope." Then the dignified man stepped forward and replied respectfully.

"Ugh." The old man shook his head and sighed.

"That, maybe, I know a person, and his name is also Xi Zimo."