For a whole day, Yan Murong spent almost all of his time in bed except for eating and going to the toilet. I all sighed in my heart that women are fiercer than tigers. After a night of crazy dancing with Su Qingwu, it is better to let the old man abuse him die and live a little easier.

After lunch in the hotel's restaurant the next day, Su Qingwu went back to the room by herself, while Yan Murong and Little Snake went out of the hotel directly, and Little Snake drove towards the Pyrenees.

The sky was overcast, and after a while, the rain fell, and the air on the street dropped instantly, but it was very comfortable.

The Pyrenees National Park is open to cars, two people drove the car, walked along the main road for a while, saw a narrow dirt road, looked at the car GPS slowly drove for nearly an hour, a wooden house appeared in front of them.

"That's it." The little snake did not approach, and after stopping the car in the distance and turning off the engine, he looked at the GPS coordinates and said. "What's the matter? Are you going in alone, or am I going in with you? ”

"Of course we went in together." Yan Murong said. "Did you feel anything on the way here?"

"Oh? Do you feel it too? The little snake said.

"Huh." Yan Murong smiled. "It seems that today is going to disappoint Zheng Wuming again."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the cabin.

As soon as he walked to the door, the door of the wooden house opened from the inside with a "squeak", Zheng Wuming walked out, looked at Yan Murong and the little snake, with a smile on his face, and said. "Please come in, grandpa is waiting for you inside."

"Is it just your grandfather?" Yan Murong looked at Zheng Wuming with a smile. "I'm afraid there are a lot of people waiting for us, right?"

Zheng Wuming didn't speak, smiled noncommittally, leaned to the side, and got out of the way.

Yan Murong didn't say anything more, and walked towards the house with the little snake.

There is no electricity here, and naturally there is no lighting in the house, of course, in addition to the kerosene lamp, the flame burning in the fireplace also plays a role in lighting, making the room transparent.

In the center of the wooden house is a European-style fabric sofa, on the sofa, an old man wearing a Tang costume and gray hair is sitting there holding a teacup and drinking tea, this old man is none other than Zheng Yan.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and Old Man Zheng is much younger again." Yan Murong said with a smile.

After all, the other party is also an elder in terms of age, and he should say hello first, even if he wants to turn his face later, he is more reasonable, isn't it?

"Haha, you doll can really talk." Old Man Zheng laughed, looking very comfortable with Yan Murong's words. "We met during the Chinese New Year, and it's not been a long time now, right?"

This old man, do you really want to cheer for homework? Yan Murong thought in his heart, the old fox is the old fox, this is waiting for him to speak. Hmph, you want to wait for me to speak first, in the next life, if you want to talk about homework, I'll talk to you about homework, and see who is in a hurry.

After making up his mind, Yan Murong grinned. "Well, didn't the ancients say it? Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns - Old Man Zheng, you don't know, I look young, in fact, I am also very young, but I am different from some young people. They like to chat with beautiful women, and I like to talk to some old people. ”

"Oh? Why is that? Zheng Yan was not in a hurry, looked at Yan Murong with interest, and said. Then you are really different enough, didn't Taizu say it, young man, it's the morning sun at eight ~ nine o'clock in the morning - you, the morning sun, are not with the morning sun, but like to chat with our fast-forward coffin sunset, which is a bit interesting. ”

"Hey, old man, you don't know this, do you?" Yan Murong smiled and said. "With those guys who know about beauty and money all day long, I feel like my IQ has been lowered by them - how do you mean that? Ginger is still old and spicy, and the fox is still old and cunning - of course, I'm not saying that old people will become old foxes. I mean, this knowledge has been accumulated over the years, and the old man is good, the old man is very knowledgeable and experienced, so I like to chat with the old man. ”

"And the old man is smart." Yan Murong didn't have any consciousness as a guest, he took a teacup from the coffee table, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one sip, and continued. "Confucius said to the old man: To be old and not die is to be a thief. This thief is clever -- of course, Confucius did not say this in a derogatory sense, but in a compliment. ”

"Is that a compliment?" Zheng Yan asked with a smile.

"Of course." Yan Murong nodded with a serious face. "Old man, what do you think, whether it's the books you read, movies and television, what are those thieves in costume dramas for? You see, Chu Liuxiang, Shi Qian, Yizhimei, although these people are thieves, they are also well-known thieves. Not only is his martial arts good, but he is also smart. So, this thief, put it in that sentence is the meaning of praise. ”

Zheng Yan now understands why Zheng Wuming lost so badly. This guy is really good at talking, some of them are not, they are messy, they are messy, and he can save them together if he doesn't have a point, and he is the head.

"Oh, yes."

As soon as Old Man Zheng wanted to say something, Yan Murong interrupted him and said. "I just remembered that there were many foreign thieves in ancient times, like Robin Hood, Zorro, etc. - you always say, which of these people is not a well-known man?"

Yan Murong's mouth was like a scoop, and he couldn't stop talking about it, and it seemed that what he was saying was unrelated, he could always find some excuse to connect them, so that people really couldn't refute him for a while.

Seeing the smiling expression on Old Man Zheng's face gradually disappearing, just nodding his head mechanically to deal with it, Yan Murong smiled in his heart.

Don't you want to chat? I'll be with you. You give me a topic, and I can talk to you until tomorrow morning, and see which of us is in a hurry.

After drinking a pot of tea, Yan Murong didn't seem to have any intention of stopping.

Seeing that Yan Murong was going to pour tea again, Old Man Zheng said. "Murong, can I interject?"

"You say, you say." Yan Murong poured the tea down his stomach and said with a smile.

"That's good." Old Man Zheng nodded and said. "Homely, let's have time to talk again, this time I'm here, there are some things to talk to you about, although our two families are not world friends, but there is no big holiday, what's the matter, let's talk about it today, how about it?"

"Okay, I'm fine." Yan Murong agreed with a smile, but he sneered in his heart.

Old fox? Hum. How many fox skins have we had, it's not bad for you.