Suddenly, the two of them sat down on a big tree next to them, and the yellow and scattered leaves fell from the tree, and the leaves trembled and swirled in the air, and finally slowly fell to the ground.

Both of them watched the small change, as if their attention was on the leaf at this time, until the leaf withered and fell, and the two men slowly looked at each other.

At this time, Du Ziya's physical condition improved, there was no longer the previous vomiting, she got up and walked to the courtyard alone, and saw the two men sitting in the courtyard talking.

Du Ziya quietly approached the two people behind him, and Shan Wenchun suddenly heard the sound of soft footsteps behind him, and turned around to see Du Ziya behind the two people.

So he got up and walked to Du Ziya's side, and pulled him and her in front of Grandpa Mi Lan.

Shan Wenchun told Mi Lan's grandfather. said that this was a friend he brought, and then turned back to Du Ziya and said that this was Mi Lan's grandfather.

When Du Ziya heard this, her whole eyes were focused on Shan Wenchun's body, and she couldn't tell what she was feeling at this time, but she knew that she felt like she had been deceived.

Shan Wenchun pointed to a chair next to him and asked Du Ziya to come down first, and at this time, he cleared out a place to sit in an open space next to him.

Du Ziya's long hair looked particularly beautiful against the background of the leaves at this time, and then she covered her stomach and slowly sat down on the stool.

At this time, Du Ziya and Shan Wenchun, who sat down, looked at each other for a while, and then looked at the old man in front of them together.

At this moment, Du Ziya, who was sitting on the stool, kept rubbing her hands, and there seemed to be an anxiety and panic in her heart. Although I can't say what it feels like, I think this has more or less something to do with Miran.

The old man raised his head at this time and looked at the girl in front of him, still not showing much attention in his eyes, and then he slowly got up and walked to the flower garden next to him on crutches.

Then after opening the gate of the flower garden, I found a place to put my feet and stood there looking at the begonia flowers with huge flowers.

Although there is an overgrown cover, it still can't hide the dazzle and dazzling of those flowers.

The two young people behind him sat there quietly looking at this lonely and lonely back, as if they both had their own indescribable tastes in their hearts.

At this time, the old man was facing two young people, and gently picked a begonia flower that was everywhere next to him with his hand, and then staggered to the two people with crutches.

At this time, he took the begonia flower, looked at the girl sitting there, and then put the begonia flower on Du Ziya's head.

Du Ziya's facial expression was even more panicked at this time, but she didn't dare to make any moves, and Shan Wenchun couldn't help but be frightened when she looked at this scene.

After the old man put the flower on Du Ziya's head, he stopped the crutch from limping in the direction of the hall, and then left the two young men to sit in the courtyard, looking at each other stupidly.

After a while, Du Ziya asked Shan Wenchun if there was something wrong with the spirit of the old man? And Shan Wenchun sat there looking at Du Ziya, who was already panicked, and comforted her and said It's okay, nothing will happen to you here.

At this time, the old man limped out of the house with a crutch and carried something in his arms.

I saw that there seemed to be no sluggishness in his eyes just now, as if he had a trace of spirit, although the steps of the whole person looked difficult, but every step was sonorous and powerful.

The lid on the jar that the old man was holding kept shaking, and the dangling lid was undulating up and down, attracting the attention of the two people.

And the old man held the jar and walked to Du Ziya's side, then swept past Du Ziya and gently placed the jar between the two young people.

Shan Wenchun was stunned by the scene in front of him, the old man told him to open the lid of this jar, Shan Wenchun looked at the old man and hesitated, but still obeyed his orders and opened the lid of this jar.

And when the lid was opened, he suddenly saw a lump of things inside, Shan Wenchun was categorically stunned, and Du Ziya was suddenly pale with fright, only to see the black stuff in the jar, as if it was a coiled snake.

The expressions of the two men seemed to the old man to be expected, and the old man did not have much surprise and trepidation, and then he squatted down in front of the jar.

Shan Wenchun watched the old man bend down with difficulty, then reached in and grabbed a small snake, and then held the little snake in his hand.

Du Ziya's face was already pale from fright, and when she saw the old man take out the little snake from the jar, she was even more panicked.

Mi Lan's grandfather told her at this time that there was no need to be afraid, these were all caught by Mi Lan in the mountains when she was a child, and she later used a small jar to pack these little snakes that Mi Lan caught for making wine.

Du Ziya didn't seem to notice what the old man said, and her attention was all on the little snake in the old man's hand.

Mi Lan's grandfather looked at the little snake in his hand, remembering the time when his granddaughter went up the mountain to catch the snake, and in order to commemorate it, he put these things in a jar and kept them to this day.

Looking at the sun setting in the west, the plane trees in the yard, and the falling leaves, little by little gathered on the ground under the feet of several people at this moment, how bleak and wonderful the autumn night scenery is.

At this time, several people lived in the courtyard, as if they were like old people and children, and while enjoying the beautiful scenery, they were also conveying their feelings to each other.

Shan Wenchun and Du Ziya looked at the little snake in the old man's hand, and then looked at the lump of things in the jar placed aside, and they couldn't help but think of Mi Lan many years ago.

The very small Mi Lan was able to catch snakes in the mountain with his bare hands, and the two of them looked at the jar in front of them, as if they were seeing Mi Lan's shadow.

The old man's eyes kept staring at the jar containing the snake in front of him, and tears were rolling in his eyes, but they did not flow, but he could see the old man's very sad face.

A few people sat there quietly, looking at the jar of snakes, these were probably the only thoughts left to him by his granddaughter for Mi Lan's grandfather at the moment.

Whenever I think of my granddaughter, I might take it out and look at it.