After Mu Yun returned home after seeing off Professor Gu and his party, he looked at the tea set on the table, recalled what they said, and the feeling of unreality came to his heart again.

If you ask yourself, he actually really wants to go to the National Defense University of China.

Not to mention that the conditions offered by Professor Gu are so generous that people can't refuse; just half-demons, unicorns, and S-class ...... These words have fully stimulated every nerve of an eighteen-year-old boy.

When I was a child, my teacher asked my classmates what they wanted to be when they grew up, and others replied that they wanted to be scientists, engineers, and astronauts......

Although Mu Yun also replied like this, in fact, what he really thought in his heart at that time was:

When I grow up, I want to be a superhero and fight crime in the jungle of steel and concrete, or I want to be a hero, living a life of swords and revenge in campfires and spirits.

It's amazing to think about!

Fresh clothes angry horse boy - at the best age of life, you should live such a life!

Therefore, when Professor Gu asked Mu Yun what he thought, he was actually eager to agree on the spot.

But his grandfather's performance today made him care a lot.

Old man Mu not only became very unwelcome immediately after learning about the intention of Professor Gu and his entourage, but also looked like he was repulsing the National Defense University of China.

If it is according to Professor Gu and others, Grandpa is indeed an ordinary person.

And for so many years, Old Man Mu really didn't say a word about the half-demon - but this happened to be what made Mu Yun feel concerned: Obviously the family is a half-demon, did they all unite to hide from Grandpa before?

Otherwise, grandpa actually knew about these things a long time ago, but he had been hiding it from Mu Yun for so many years?

On the surface, the old man's prejudice against the National Defense University of China seems to be mainly due to the accident of his parents. But is it really that's all? Thinking deeply, could it be that the old man doesn't want his grandson to have anything to do with the world of half-demons?

If it was for so many years, the old man actually knew about it but just kept it a secret from himself, then it would be fine. After all, this kind of strange and chaotic thing, casually told to a child, it is estimated that people will not believe it.

But if the old man is really just an ordinary person, and he doesn't know anything, then it's really pitiful: obviously the family is half a demon, but they hide it from him alone.

When people reach their twilight years, only one grandson is left to rely on him.

And now this grandson is very likely to continue to hide from him and go to a world that is not known to ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Mu Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

He remembered again that the old man often bragged to him about his youth.

At first, he didn't want to stay in the countryside and farm for the rest of his life, so he went to Hainan with the contractor of the next village to work on a construction site.

At that time, there was no such thing as a so-called "migrant worker".

A few years later, the project was completed, the engineering team was disbanded, and the contractor returned to his hometown with money and clothes.

He did not follow him back to the countryside, but went to the Pearl River Delta alone and became a "ghost".

The word "ghost" does not refer to a kind of monster.

The word originated in Hong Kong, and was originally used as a code word for itinerant hawkers to hide from the chengguan when they were hawking, and later used to describe itinerant hawkers on the streets and alleys of the city.

The old man often boasted to Mu Yun that when he was young, he was the king of stalls on the side of the road.

Jackfruit, cantaloupe, rock sugar gourd, balloons, pirated CDs...... He's sold almost everything.

It was also at that time that Grandpa met Mu Yun's grandmother, and then the two came together.

Later, my grandmother became pregnant, and it was inconvenient to run around, so the two returned to their hometown, a small county town.

In order to stabilize themselves, the two used the savings saved from the stall to set up a small storefront as a breakfast shop and sold soup powder, white porridge and soy milk fritters.

This sale is forty years.

Therefore, since Da Muyun can remember, one of the most familiar scenes is that every morning, the sun is unscrupulously sprinkled on his face, the crowded alleys are full of people.

People on their way to work or school line up in front of the breakfast shop, steaming buns in steamers and sizzling fritters in hot pans. Adults and children gathered around the plastic table, gobbling their heads down, and hurriedly left after settling the bill.

The operation of the breakfast shop is hard work, and after the death of my grandmother, only Grandpa Muyun was left alone to run the business, which made it even more bitter.

The old man basically works all year round, and at 4 o'clock in the morning every day, the old man has to get up in the dark, and then cook porridge, stir soy milk, fry fried fritters, and prepare the ingredients for processing. Then open the door before people wake up.

Every morning before school or on weekends, Mu Yun always finds time to help out in the store.

Every time he went to help, Mu Yun couldn't help but sigh that opening a breakfast shop is really a more tiring thing than being a brute.

He has always admired his grandfather, who can do so much work by himself, and the efficiency is not low. When he was young, he even wondered if the old man had three heads and six arms or some magical powers.

It wasn't until later that he found out that this was not the case.

At that time, Mu Yun was already in junior high school, and one evening when he came home from school, he met an old man who came back from riding a tricycle downstairs, and was about to go home to cook after buying the goods.

The old man was carrying a small bag in his hand and was climbing the stairs, looking very struggling.

So Mu Yun hurriedly stepped forward to take the bag, but found that it only contained two white radish.

"The white radish is too heavy. The old man smiled at Mu Yun and rubbed his knees.

Mu Yun thought it was strange - there were only two white radish, how could it be heavy?

Watching the old man walk in front of him, holding the handrail of the stairs, slowly going upstairs.

Although on weekdays, Mu Yun always shouts one old man at a time.

But that was the first time, Mu Yun suddenly realized that his grandfather was old.

Mu Yun was at this young age and in his prime, and suddenly discovered: "aging", a term that he thought was still out of reach, turned out to be close at hand.

——Such a grandfather who has depended on him for so many years, such an ordinary old shepherd who can no longer be ordinary.

In fact, he has long known the secret of the half-demon, but he has always kept it from himself?

Or is it the other way around, that the grandfather didn't know anything about these things before, and that his grandson will continue to keep them a secret?

As long as these thoughts flashed through his mind, Mu Yun's heart was in turmoil.

Crankiness is always the most nerve-wracking.

It wasn't until Mu Yun's stomach rumbled a few times that he glanced at the time and realized that it was already 12 o'clock at noon, and he hadn't even eaten breakfast yet.

Mu Yun felt hungry and tired, and decided to boil egg noodles to eat first.

So he went into the kitchen, but as soon as he grabbed an egg, he heard the sound of the key unlocking from the security door.

In the next second, the old man walked in with a few big snakeskin bags.

"You're back so soon?" Mu Yun was startled, the egg in his hand didn't hold it steady, and the whole thing slipped into the pot.

"I don't have a lot to go into, so I'll be back when I get it done in advance. The old man said, "I'm so angry, I thought the typhoon would blow another day, so I didn't open the store today." As a result, I didn't expect the wind and rain to stop so soon!"

"Yes...... yes, I didn't expect that either. Mu Yun hesitated and scooped the eggs out of the pot.

I wondered why the old man came back, and I hadn't even figured out how to tell him!

"How did you talk to them, and did you talk about anything else?" asked the old man.

"No, they still let me go to school. I can't believe I was able to take their independent entrance exam. Mu Yun said cautiously, and asked sideways: "What do you think, old man, do you think I should take this exam?"

"Of course you go, why don't you go?" said the old man Mu as he sorted out the ingredients without raising his head.

"Ah, can I go?" Mu Yun couldn't believe his ears a little, how could the attitude of this old man Mu be like the two of them, "No, how do I think you seem to hate this university and that group of people this morning, why are you so happy now, just let me go as soon as I say go?"

"Why do you ?—— you say that!" Old man Mu raised his head and glared at Mu Yun, "I hate it, I hate it, but do you think you can have a choice?

"This ...... Don't be angry, although what you said is the truth," Mu Yun was startled by the roar, and quickly explained, "But I'm not afraid that you won't let me go." I want to go, I don't want to go, but you're my grandfather, I'm sure I'll have to respect your opinion first, hehe. ”

"Nonsense! You're such a big person, you can't make your own decisions, and you still want to use me as an old man as a shield?"

"You know, I've heard people say that poverty is inherited, and the poorer the poorer, the richer the richer.

"Grandpa has nothing to do in his life, and he has already seen it at this age. But what I'm most afraid of is that my lack of interest will hurt you.

"I worked hard to sell breakfast and worked hard to make money, thinking that I could lift you a little higher, push you a little further, or at least not drag you down.

"If you become like me again in the future, what else will I do?"

The old man's words were one after another, and Mu Yun was stunned one after another.

This old man, who is busy every day for firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, when did his speech become so level?

"Are you afraid that I won't agree to let you go to college because of your parents' accident? Then you really think too much, grandpa, I'm usually a little stubborn, but not ignorant!"

The old man pouted and said: "Young people should have momentum, and don't be afraid of falling, let go of what you want to do, and bravely break through! The world outside is waiting for you, old man, I will not be your stumbling block!"

Old man Mu's words made Mu Yun suddenly feel relieved, like a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

I really think too much and do too little.

"Then I'll tell them that I'm going to take the exam!" Mu Yun finally strengthened his determination.

"By the way, they also said that if you enroll, there will be a large amount of scholarships, which is tens of thousands......"

"What? There is actually a scholarship, so it doesn't matter how many tens of thousands of dollars it is! Whether it is more or less, it is all earned!" The old man's eyes were burning, "I really don't know what you stinky boy, what are you waiting for!

Mu Yun hurriedly fumbled in the pocket of his pants and took out a business card that Professor Gu had left for him before leaving.

He hurriedly picked up the telephone, pressed out a string of numbers, looked at the old man beside him, and pressed the dial button.

After a beep, the phone was immediately connected.

Professor Gu's slightly surprised and expectant voice came from the earpiece: "Mu Yun?"

"Mmmm, hello Professor Gu......" Mu Yun took a deep breath, feeling that he was stammering a little now, "I want to say, I have decided, I want to sign up for your admissions exam." ”

"Great, I knew you would definitely come!" Professor Gu said ecstatically, "Don't worry, we'll help you arrange the rest immediately—welcome, Mu Yun!"

After a few minutes, Mu Yun slowly put down the microphone in his hand.

He glanced into the living room and saw that the old man had gone into the kitchen, not knowing what he was messing with.

Outside the window, the wind and rain washed the atmosphere, the sun was shining after the rain, the dappled shadows of the trees were swaying, and everything looked so sparse and ordinary.

At noon on this summer day, Mu Yun's life trajectory, which had remained unchanged for the past eighteen years, finally changed.