In the afternoon, the drizzle suddenly became urgent, and it was falling loudly, and the mountains in the distance seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and they were foggy. In the morning was still lively in the bedroom, it seemed empty chatter, the group of friends went back as early as noon when the rain was not heavy, and Pinyuan stayed in bed for only a morning, so he felt that his whole body was not happy, and he insisted on coming out to walk around, and because of the rain he had to walk on his own corridor.

The Ma family's house was originally built by the grandfather who was far away when he was in charge of the tea garden, and it is more than a jiazi now. Later, the tinkering is still barely living, the last overhaul was ten years ago, although there are people called to check the leakage of rain every year, there are not many people living on weekdays, there is always no heart on the corridor, the sales are far away to take advantage of the rain, all the way to see, there are more than ten water, this house is afraid that it will not last long, and then have to be renovated.

When he walked to his father's study, he caught a glimpse of Wang San still there, but he was very happy, "Did the third brother have lunch at my house just now, it's all because Uncle Xiao has to come to my room to eat, otherwise I will also accompany you." ”

Maybe it was because of habit, Ma Bin on the side still had that serious face, and when he heard Pinyuan say this ungrateful words, he scolded, "There are no rules, Shopkeeper Xiao pities you, you still don't remember it, what nonsense." ”

Pinyuan knew that he was speechless, and argued, "I will naturally remember Uncle Xiao's goodness, but I also want to eat with the third brother, but you don't call me, I am the only one in this family like an outsider." After that, he stood aggrieved aggrieved.

Shopkeeper Xiao just came in from outside, but he only heard a 'Uncle Xiao's good', and his heart blossomed, but the little young master was sulking on the side, the father and son were obviously very concerned about each other, but one was more than a strong mouth, and he loved him so much when he was sick, but now he feels that he can fall and fight, and he is afraid that he will look like this when he is old.

"Master, the houses in the West Wing have been cleaned up, do you need to move Xia Dong's family over first?" Shopkeeper Xiao was originally invited to take care of the tea business, thinking of the Ma family and using the kindness of his unsuccessful son, but he always did the things in the house together, and usually did not call Ma Bin the owner, but called the master, and did not feel that he had surrendered his identity, and the Ma family has always treated people well.

When Ma Bin heard this, he didn't promise, but said, "Has this room in the north also been cleaned up?" Shopkeeper Xiao was a little embarrassed, he thought that Ma Bin had just said something wrong for a while, and he didn't care very much, but now he mentioned it again, and had to say, "Not yet, it's just that there are still a lot of old man's things in the north room, and they have to be cleaned up." ”

"Let's do it, the old lady is old, the west is too wet, he lives in an uncomfortable place, decades of relationships, it's not ruined for such bad things, but it makes people think that we are unkind."

Shopkeeper Xiao led the matter down.

Pin Yuan also found a chair with a backrest on the side and lay down, looking sideways at the desk, Wang San was still settling accounts while drinking tea, and the noise just now did not disturb him, and thinking of yesterday's broken teacup, he opened his mouth and said, "Third brother, when I came back yesterday, I accidentally broke the teapot you brought me." ”

Of course, Wang San knew that Pin Yuan said that he had fallen because of something, and comforted, "It's okay if people are fine, just buy a set of tea sets." ”

"I know you've bothered..." Pin Yuan hurriedly said, and suddenly remembered that his father was still on the side, so he shut up, his father had always disliked him playing with these things. Ma Bin on the side did not speak, lying on the soft collapse and smoking a dry cigarette, looking at the 'Nanhua Sutra'.

The three of them were silent, occasionally they could hear the sound of Wang San's plan next to the desk, but the sound of the rain falling on the roof did not stop for a long time, the fog outside was heavier than just now, and the smoke in the house could not dissipate, and Pinyuan actually fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already wearing a thin shirt, which should have been put on by Uncle Xiao, he could always notice this kind of thing, and the third brother on the side was still crackling and not stopping, but fortunately, he had long been accustomed to the sound of the abacus plucking, and he couldn't disturb his sleep at all. When he woke up, his mouth was dry, and he called a pot of tea to drink, and asked the guy to add some more to the third brother.

When the tea was closed, someone outside reported that Mrs. Xia had arrived at the door, and then saw that his father seemed to have finally arrived at his appearance, and tidied up his clothes, the dry smoke on his hands was long gone, and the smoke in the house had long been replaced by incense, no wonder it smelled so good.

When Ma Bin walked to the door, he remembered that Pinyuan was still here, and he was bored playing with the tea cup in his hand, "Go and change your clothes and come to the guest room." Pinyuan hurriedly went, obviously Uncle Xiao told him that he had raised it first, but now he still has to do things, and he has to run into that headache Xia Zhongda again.

When Pinyuan changed his clothes in his room and came out, the guests had already arrived, and then he saw his father's face full of spring, it was really refreshing to be in good spirits on a happy event.

"Come over and call Grandpa Xia." Because he was a little bored with Xia Zhongda, and even this old lady he had never seen before, he pretended to be pretending to be a little tired, so he found his place and sat down.

The old lady was calm, and smiled at Ma Bin, "When Wen Qing was still there, I only saw a glance at Pin Yuan, and at that time, he was small, he looked like you, but now he looks more and more like Wen Qing." Ma Bin was a little moved, so people can't help but mention the past when they meet, and then look at Pinyuan's appearance, it really looks a little like the deceased wife.

When Pinyuan was very young, his mother went, and the impression of his mother was always a medicinal smell, with a loving expression on his pale face, but he couldn't remember his meticulous appearance at all, but this old lady seemed to be familiar with his mother, so he asked, "Is Grandpa Xia familiar with my mother?" ”

Mrs. Xia was stunned for a moment, it was a casual remark, this child went to ask something else, and then saw that Ma Bin didn't seem to have told this son about his mother's parents, so he said, "Why don't you know each other, your mother was originally a distant niece of mine, and it was love at first sight with your father, but her parents didn't want their daughter to marry so far, and they came to beg me to be the master of her house. As he spoke, he touched his tears with a handkerchief, coughed again, and Zhang's mother on the side immediately came over to smooth his back.

Although Pinyuan wanted to know some things about his mother's past, he aroused the sadness of others, so he couldn't bear it, so he stopped his mouth, and then looked at Xia Zhongda on the side who was sitting expressionlessly, and he didn't know if it was angry or something else, his father didn't care about his cough at all, and it was too troublesome to even turn his head to look, and he couldn't help but pity this gray-haired Grandpa Xia, and he was related to him, and he was unconsciously cordial.

When my mother died, I could always see the lights in my father's house until early in the morning, and then my father moved to the Chashan Courtyard, where the lights were not on and I felt that I couldn't sleep, and it took a long time to get used to it.

A room full of people had their own hearts, but they were silent, and after a long time, the old lady spoke first, "The old man made you laugh, people always like to recall the past when they are old, this time they were in a hurry, and they didn't bring any gifts, only a pair of jade bracelets were given to me by Wen Qing when I was born, and now I borrow flowers to offer Buddha to Pinyuan, and I also make a thought." After that, let Zhang's mother take out the jade bracelet.

A pair of old jade bracelets were deliberately replaced with new boxes, and when they arrived at hand, they didn't know whether to take them or not, and when they were hesitating, their father opened his mouth to speak.

"Uncle Xia should keep the gift given by Wen Qing, and if you lose it to the children, you will live up to Uncle Xia's intentions."

Old lady Xia waved her hand and said, "Eh, don't keep treating Pinyuan as a child, Pinyuan should have this year... Eighteen, and I am one Jiazi, which is also fate, and this gift is the most suitable. After saying that, he looked at Pinyuan, only a few times to know his son better than Ma Bin.

"Then don't you thank you Grandpa Xia."

Hearing his father's words, Pinyuan knew that the excuse of this gift had ended here, and he accepted the jade bracelet and thanked him, which was a good thing.