"If you're tired of it, let's go."

The crazy old man is a person who is quite a bad scenery, and after speaking, he and Jiang Shibo entered the stone archway side by side, and walked in the direction of Baijia Village.

Brother Yinshan and Brother Zhengren, as well as me, hurriedly followed.

Entering from the stone archway, it is actually the entrance of Baijia Village. But since our destination was not here, but the innermost part of the village, we had to pass through a few intricate alleys.

I don't know if you have ever traveled to Anhui?

A lifetime of obsession, no dream to Huizhou.

In addition to the well-known Yellow Mountain, Anhui also has many beautiful ancient villages and towns, and Baijia Village is one of them.

The rows of houses, the style of all pink walls and tiles, although not as tender as the small town in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, also has the charm of ink painting.

It happened to be raining here in the morning, and the wet bluestone pavement reminded me of a poem by Lu You:

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys.

Walking on the criss-crossed bluestone pavement, close your eyes and listen, as if you can hear the sound of selling from afar.

If you stand on the highest point of Baijia Village and look into the distance, you can see the dense trees and fields in midsummer, forming a beautiful landscape painting.

Unconsciously, our group passed through one bluestone alley after another in this beautiful scenery and came to an ancestral hall.

The entire ancestral hall is a wooden structure, with small blue bricks and tiles, and the font of the plaque on the door is no longer clear, and the word "Sun" is vaguely visible. When I walked in, I found that the beams were carved and painted on the beams, which was very ancient architectural style.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and I've grown into a handsome guy!"

Just as I was immersed in the carvings on the beams and beams here, a voice suddenly came, and then I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

I turned my head to look at it, and suddenly became excited: "Uncle Beast! ”

That's right, it's Zhu Qinshou!

Zhu Qinshou was made to cry and laugh by my sentence "Uncle Beast", so he had to rub my head casually and scolded with a smile: "You still call me Uncle Zhu." ”

I smiled and didn't respond to him, but couldn't help but start looking at him.

I haven't seen many people in eight years, like Jiang Shibo, there is not much change, and Brother Zhengren, it's just that his bookish spirit has completely exploded, and even the crazy old man doesn't seem to have changed much in the past eight years.

Only Zhu Qinshou, who is standing in front of me now, the majesty that I saw him when I was ten years old has disappeared from his face, and has been replaced by the face of a middle-aged man crawling with tiny wrinkles.

Zhu Qinshou's sideburns also began to have a few more strands of gray hair, and the whole person exuded the breath of a middle-aged man who has gone through vicissitudes.

Seeing this, I didn't know why, I felt a sour feeling in my heart, but I forcibly suppressed it, and I couldn't help but ask jokingly: "Uncle Zhu, you are old!" The gray hairs are all out. ”

Zhu Qinshou smiled slightly, bringing the charm of a middle-aged man's calm bearing, and said, "You are so old, can I still be old?" ”

"You see that my master is not old, like an old monster who will not get old, that skin ...... Tsk tsk"

Over the years, I seem to have lived too comfortably, don't look at my face as a raw person, in fact, I belong to the kind of person who is straightforward and fast-talking, and I will say whatever I think in my heart.

I was saying to Zhu Qinshou, and a hand quickly enlarged in front of my eyes, and then I said "ouch", and my head was knocked on the chest by the crazy old man again.

After knocking me, the crazy old man walked to the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, humming a little song and Uncle Jiang.

Brother Zhengren passed by me, looked at me without saying anything, and finally shook his head and kept up with the crazy old man's pace.

Brother Yinshan is still like that, he smiled at me very sunnyly, and chased the crazy old man like Brother Zhengren.

"That's Master Chen's proficient in health preservation!" , Zhu Qinshou smiled and continued: "You dare to say that Master Chen is an old monster. ”

I smiled, and was about to respond, when suddenly a shiny bald head and a pair of starry eyes popped out from behind Zhu Qinshou, blinking at me.

"Huh—do you think I'm old?"

The bald head flashed out from behind Zhu Qinshou, and after standing up straight, he was half a head taller than Zhu Qinshou.

As soon as I heard the accent, I knew who it was.

"Master Hong!" I shouted in surprise.

"Hey, boy, remember it in the future, you have to call me Hongye!"

The sudden change of Beijing accent made me extremely uncomfortable, but I saw him lift his sleeves and puff out his muscles, as if he was threatening me. I immediately shouted in understanding: "Master Hong, you are not old, you are getting younger and younger!" ”

Although there is a suspicion of sycophancy, but to be honest, it seems that Hiroshi has not changed much from eight years ago.

I vaguely remember that eight years ago, when Hiroshi arrived at my house the night before the Chinese New Year's Eve, as soon as he entered the door, I felt that Hiroshi's spirit was much weaker than when he fought with Qianqi before.

This time, when I saw him again after eight years, the sluggish state I had at the beginning was gone, as if I had returned to the way I had been when I fought with Poor Qi.

I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.

And after Hong heard me call him "Hongye", Yangtian laughed "haha", the voice was full of anger, and my ears buzzed.

I saw him put his sleeves down and couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat that didn't exist on his head.

At this moment, the crazy old man ran faintly from nowhere, glanced at Hong, and said, "Master Hong?" I went to Beijing and learned here? ”

The crazy old man spoke in a special voice, which made Hong blow his beard and stare at him.

Not to be outdone, the crazy old man straightened his face, and then glared back at Hong.

Uncle Zhu and I looked at the two of them and laughed. My mind went back to the scene when I was fighting with Qiqi, and the crazy old man and Hiroshi shouted "Huh—you turtle grandson" at each other.

Somehow, my mind drifted from that battle to the moment Hiroshi came to my house, and finally to a small, round bald head.

I started looking around, hoping to find another bald head.

"What do you see? Your master was stared at, so don't you hurry up and come to help! The crazy old man said.

"Huh—you're a turtle grandson, didn't you come to bully my apprentice?" Not to be outdone, Hiroshi said, his eyes widening wider than before.

"I bullied your apprentice and didn't come, what's the matter?" The crazy old man's eyes immediately widened.

"Uh...... Master, what exactly is your mission this time? ”

From the conversation between Hong and the crazy old man, I have found the answer, but he didn't come!

So in order to prevent them from staring at each other if they continue like this, I can only use the usual trick used by the crazy old man before - change the subject!

Well...... I have to say that this trick is very effective.

The crazy old man and Hiroshi ended the staring game at the same time, and then the crazy old man said leisurely, "Come in with me." ”

After saying that, the crazy old man walked towards the inside of the ancestral hall, and we hurried to follow.

Uncle Zhu walked behind the crazy old man, and I was tied to Hong at the end.

I heard Hiroshi muttering excitedly, "This time I won." Hey! ”

I was next to Hong, and I almost fell down when I heard this, how can this Hongye be the same as Uncle Zhou?

At this point, I began to miss Uncle Li, Uncle Zhou, and Uncle Pan, as well as Zhengwei, Zhengchun, and Zhengqing. I wonder if they'll be in there? After not seeing each other for so many years, what will become of them?

Thinking of this, my heart was hot, and my steps were much faster......