"That's all?" Shi Hao tilted his head slightly and asked.

"yes, that's all, otherwise what would my uncle think?" Wu Yu looked at Shi Hao with a smile, and grinned softly as he spoke, "Could it be that I, a person who has just reached the seventh floor, can I still have any grievances with the Fan family?" ”

"What if." Shi Hao looked at him and said.

"But where in this world are there so many whatevers?" Wu Yu blinked, "Uncle, as Shi Mingsong's friends, didn't you even let us in, and blocked us at the door?" ”

Shi Hao looked at Wu Yu and squinted his eyes slightly, and after a while, he finally turned sideways slightly, "It makes sense, after all, the person who came is a guest, and it is indeed a bit unreasonable for me to block you like this, but what you just said is serious?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Yu looked at the latter and said with a smile.

"Go to the Fan family's birthday party." He looked at Wu Yu and asked with a serious face.

"Of course it's true, would anyone make such a joke?" Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders and looked at Shi Hao, not at all disappointed in the conversation because the latter was an elder.

"It's true that no one will talk about this kind of thing as a joke, it's that I think too much." Shi Hao took a deep breath, "Okay, you guys go in, if you want to go out to play sometimes, just go directly, don't ask me." ”

"Well, I wasn't going to ask you in the first place." Shi Mingsong heard his father's words, followed unhurriedly, and then led the group of people behind him into the Shi family's manor, and Shi Hao did not leave, but followed them slowly and leisurely.

"Tsk, the Shi family's manor is really big." Wu Yu didn't rush forward, but followed behind, basically a distance from Shi Hao, a seemingly casual sentence, but to Shi Hao's ears, this word didn't seem to be as simple as it sounded on the surface.

"Yes, after all, it's a manor of one of the three major families, and if it's too small, you can't handle it." Shi Hao also talked to Wu Yu as if he had nothing to do.

"Makes sense." Wu Yu smiled and bowed his head lightly, "By the way, Uncle Shi, did you grow up here?" ”

"yes." Shi Hao nodded lightly, "This place can be said to be full of my memories, when I was a child, I ran around with my father on this grass, and the lake over there, the fish in the lake are not raised, but wild." When I was about the same age as Ming Song, I became obsessed with fishing, and I told you that the fish in the lake are really good, and it is very difficult to catch one. ”

Talking to someone who is about the same age as his son about the interesting things he had when he was young may be regarded as satisfying some of his wishes, after all, he is also very clear about his relationship with Shi Mingsong, and it is impossible to walk here quietly like now to talk about the interesting things of his youth, so it may be a good choice to talk to another person, not to mention that his son is not far away, he can also hear what he says, if it is for a father, he is already very satisfied.

"Oh, then I'll try it if I have time, and see if this fish has told the next generation of people about its experience." Wu Yu smiled, "By the way, uncle, this manor should have been built by that god." ”

"Oh, you know that, too?" Shi Hao glanced at Wu Yu with some surprise.

"Well, I saw some interesting things before I came, including this one." Wu Yu narrowed his eyes, "But why are they all built by one person, but they have to make each house look different?" ”

"Uh... Maybe it's for aesthetics? Or is it to make it easier to distinguish? Shi Hao really didn't know much about this, so he could only find two random reasons to come out.

"Huh." Sure enough, Shi Mingsong, who was in front, heard his words, replied unceremoniously, and then continued to walk towards the front.

"That's right." It was Wu Yu, who looked serious, nodded, and then continued to ask some messy things. At first, Shi Hao wanted to find something he wanted to know from Wu Yu's questions, but slowly he found that Wu Yu didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and the things he asked could be described as messy.

For example, the previous sentence is still asking about the history of this manor, the next sentence is what to eat tonight, and the next sentence is that Shi Mingsong urinated on the bed several times when he was young, and then followed by the roar of his son in front.

It's hard to find out what the latter really wants to know from these messy questions. But is the latter really just random nonsense? No, the latter's question is very purposeful, even if the things he asks are scattered, but listening to the latter's question, he can still feel that no matter what the latter wants to ask, it has been determined before this, and the purpose of the question is very strong.

But he simply couldn't find a focus on these issues.

"Here we are." Ahead, Shi Mingsong stopped, it was a villa that came out alone, at the foot of the hill, there was no other house here except this villa.

"Oh, you're going to live here." Shao Zeyang glanced at the three-story villa in front of him and the small courtyard in front of the door, "Eh, yes, the environment here is quite good." ”

"The main thing is that there are few people, in order to let some people live for two more years, it's good for me to live here, he can't see that I'm comfortable, I can't see that he's comfortable." Shi Mingsong shrugged his shoulders slightly, "Okay, let's go in, you guys rest first, I'll have someone bring some food later, let's eat something to fill our stomachs." ”

As he spoke, Shao Zeyang and the others had already pushed open the wooden fence and walked in, and the slender stone road was a little abrasive.

"Uncle, I'm going too." Wu Yu squinted his eyes and waved his hand at Shi Hao, "Thank you uncle for your guidance along the way, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to talk to my uncle again." ”

"Okay, if I'm not busy." For the first time, Shi Hao felt that the original education chat would be so aggrieved, others found out the news he wanted from you, but you didn't know anything, and you didn't even know what others had heard, and you had to tell them at all.

But if such a group of people are allowed to go all the way up, how high can they go to the top? He watched his son enter the house and slowly close the door, and he suddenly realized that he was really old, and that the world was already that of those young people, and they were just pebbles buried in the lower layers of the beach.