The second uncle said with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work, I should have done this work." ”

"What else do you know?" Xiyan muttered.

Shen Li didn't feel hard, he was quick to cut down the branches, and by the way, he saw the branches as firewood and put them under the eaves to dry, and said, "You can also use boiling water." ”

The second uncle saw that his clothes were dirty, and he was busy playing ashes for him, like a father and son.

If it weren't for Xiyan following his second uncle, he would have thought that this guy was his illegitimate child.

After the Buddha finished smoking the hookah, he handed an invitation card to the second uncle and said, "The old man has a sixtieth birthday, please go." ”

"Go, go, go......" Xiyan grabbed the invitation card and opened it to take a look, and sure enough, it was Hua Ye's birthday. Hua Ye and Miao Miao are illiterate, so they must have asked someone to write it on their behalf, so it can be regarded as painstaking to take it seriously.

She read it and handed it to the second uncle, but the second uncle didn't say a word after reading it, and Xiyan asked, "How is it?" Are you going to go or not? ”

The second uncle stumbled and said, "Elder, please don't dare to resign." ”

Xiyan snickered, it was really a dead duck with a hard mouth.

"August 24, it's only a few days, I have to go to Zhang Luo to congratulate the gift, let's go to eat and drink as a family, Sister Miao Miao has to be busy for a few days, the gift can't be light." Xi Yan thought that these things in the family had always been her fault.

Shen Li looked at her thoughtful and thoughtful appearance, and felt that it was very good-looking.

The Buddha's angry voice woke him up from his thoughts: "If you want to go, I won't go to congratulate the old man on his birthday, he also deserves it?" ”

Expected reaction. Xiyan and the second uncle looked at each other, and they didn't persuade much. The two of them are more than 100 years old, and they still talk when they meet, and they complain when they don't see each other. But there is no hindrance, when the day comes, the Buddha will definitely attend, and he is more anxious than anyone else.

Fifteen years ago, Hua Ye came to the ghost market, and his craftsmanship was very good, and he had an excellent business of repairing weapons for people. But tinkering can't make a lot of money after all, and slowly become a partner and the Buddha to do it together, and the weapons are paved with a large list and give the drawings and samples to the Hua Ye, and the Hua Ye will complete part of it.

It stands to reason that the two are also old friends, but they can't pee in a pot, and they start bickering within three sentences, and sometimes they refuse to give up even if they are red-faced. No wonder the ancients said that the old is still young, and the old is still young.

Xiyan and the second uncle have long been accustomed to their way of getting along, and it is not strange to see them.

It's not early, Xiyan should go to the shop again, seeing that Shen Li has been busy for most of the day, he said: "I'll go to the shop by myself today, you can rest at home." ”

"No, these jobs are not tiring, and they are nothing compared to the daily homework of the Dust Shelter." Shen Li put down his sleeves and prepared to go with Xiyan again.

Xiyan saw that he insisted on doing this, and he was not reluctant, and the two went to the shop as usual.

A beggar outside the small courtyard secretly released a carrier pigeon after Xiyan left.

……

Seven Kings' Mansion.

Xuanyuan Po was having dinner, and only a little bit of the delicacies on the table were used, and there was not a drop left in a pot of wine.

A first-class maid with a good appearance and temperament picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and gently put it on the plate, Xuanyuan Po gave up, and the maid retreated. Replaced by two other maids to serve, one maid served a cup of tea, Xuanyuan Po drank a mouthful of gargle, the other held a spittoon, Xuanyuan Po spit out mouthwash tea, and the two bowed and retreated.

The first-class maid came up with a cup of new tea, and before Xuanyuan Po could put it to his mouth, he saw a pigeon land on the windowsill, and hurriedly put down the teacup to catch the pigeon.