"Grandpa, I'm coming!"

took out the key left by Old Man Xu and opened the door, Yang Mobai, who was carrying fruit in both hands, shouted towards the house while changing his shoes.

In front of Old Man Xu, unless the two old men are together, Yang Mobai will be called separately, otherwise they will be called grandpa.

The living room was empty, and the TV was not on, and at that moment, Yang Mobai almost thought that Old Man Xu had gone to play in the association.

"Eh, for nothing? Grandpa is in the study, what do you want to eat yourself in the refrigerator! ”

The person did not come out, and Old Man Xu's voice came out of the study.

"Okay~"

"It's okay, people are at home!"

secretly said in his heart, knowing that his grandfather was probably writing again, Yang Mobai was not annoyed, and after answering the old man's voice, he walked into the kitchen with the fruit by himself.

This time, Mr. Xu bought a lot of things with a lot of things, and asked Yang Mobai to bring them, and called Yang Mobai to ask if he had mentioned anything before he went out, for fear that he would dislike it too much, so he left empty-handed.

"Really, there's still fruit in the fridge! Three, enough to eat for a long time......"

Opening the refrigerator door and glancing at the three apples placed on the second floor of the refrigerator, Yang Mobai shook his head helplessly, reached out and put the new fruit behind, and then took one at random, and didn't wash it, just wiped the mist on the sleeve indiscriminately, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Click!"

Not to mention, this old apple in the refrigerator doesn't know if it's been frozen for a long time or what, it's not only crisp, but also very sweet.

"Oh~"

There was a faint moan in his throat, and Yang Mobai then closed the refrigerator door and walked towards Old Man Xu's study.

Sure enough, as Yang Mobai expected, Old Man Xu was standing in front of the bookcase at this time, holding the pen and looking at the words on the case, and the brush that had been clearly split in mid-air shook slightly, as if something was brewing.

"In vain, how about you come and see the word grandpa!"

After a while, I didn't see Old Man Xu put down the pen again, but sighed lightly and leaned the brush in his hand against the inkstone, looked up at Yang Mobai, and asked with a smile.

It's just that the unconcealable disappointment in his eyes was still captured by Yang Mobai.

"Click, click!"

While nibbling on the apple in his hand, Yang Mobai nodded and stepped forward to take a closer look.

"Well, good words, women's treasure! Grandpa, which beautiful grandma is this going to give to~"

In the face of Yang Mobai's joke, Old Man Xu raised his withered hand and pointed it at his head.

"Ouch!"

"What a woman, talk well, how did you become so out of tune when you went to college, flamboyant!"

"Hey, hey, hey~"

Yang Mobai, who had been fingered on the door of his head, could only smirk while rubbing it, and hurriedly corrected.

"Feel at home, feel at home, liven up the atmosphere!"

"Just your kid is smart, let's go, go to my room and carry some things, let's go to the association, you rarely come back, and let those old guys palm, see if the work has fallen for half a year!"

People are as old as Xu Fengnian, how can they not know what Yang Mobai is thinking in his heart, in an old-fashioned sentence, Old Man Xu eats more salt than Yang Mobai picks up rice, who can hide it from that little caution.

Isn't it just that I regret that I didn't keep up with it in one breath, and this character lacks a trace of charm, and I want to gag to comfort the old man.

"Well, wait a minute, grandson will go~"

Yang Mobai, who turned on the locust mode, gnawed the apple in his hand three or two times until only a good-looking little man's cashew nut core was left, and placed it on the bookcase.

"Eh, why don't you kid have a backhand!"

His eyes were withdrawn from Yang Mobai, who ran out, and he happened to land on the wet garbage on the case, and Old Man Xu was angry for a while.

"Oh, I forgot, grandpa, you can help me carry it!"

"Stinky boy!"

Listening to Yang Mobai's faint voice, Old Man Xu shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and pinched the apple core on the case and slowly walked out from behind the bookcase.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as the old man left the bookcase, with every step he took, his back stiffened a little, and he was no longer as straight as before.

……

"Grandpa, are you going to deliver New Year's goods?"

Looking left and right at the gift box he was carrying with both hands, Yang Mobai curiously glanced at the old man Xu who was walking beside him.

"There is still a week to go before the New Year, of course my former president has to express it, lest Old Man Zhao will scold me again next time!"

Turning his head sideways and glancing at Yang Mobai, Old Man Xu said with a smile.

"Oh, grandpa, you too, Grandpa Zhao's mouth hasn't always been like that, even if you give him tea, he will be right as he says, believe it or not!"

After listening to the old man's words, Yang Mobai came up with the image of a swarthy old man wearing an advertising T-shirt, with his trousers rolled up and placed on the side, and his perennial slippers never left his feet, this is the old man Zhao in the mouth of Old Man Xu, what his real name is Yang Mobai can't remember clearly, but I remember that he kept telling Yang Mobai that his name was Zhao Tiezhu.

When he was a child, Yang Mobai could still be bluffed, and when he grew up, from the words of the old people, Yang Mobai also knew that Zhao Tiezhu was not called Zhao Tiezhu, and his real name seemed to be quite literary, but later when he went to the countryside to be a educated youth, he got along with Grandma Zhao, and Grandma Zhao and his father disliked the old man's name and the stupid son of a landlord, so he changed it to an iron pillar, saying that this is what farmers should have, so it is easy to feed!

Unexpectedly, this use was for most of his life, and on the day he returned to the city, Grandma Zhao chased him for twenty miles.

Because of Grandma Zhao, Old Man Zhao just went back to see his parents, and in the end he came back to accompany Grandma Zhao for a lifetime, until Grandma Zhao died of illness seven years ago, Alzheimer's disease.

As for the old man's dress, since then, it has not changed, he said that Grandma Zhao likes him to wear it the most, the old couple has lived most of their lives, and they have long been full of children and grandchildren, but in the end, Grandma Zhao is afraid that the old man will leave her and go back to the city, seeing him wear it like that, she is steady.

Although the old man Zhao's dress is indeed a little uninhibited and free, but his work is not bad at all, and the italics are not too good, it is said that the ancestor is Zhao Mengfu, after the authentic royal family, the master of the calligraphy heirloom.

"Hehehe, the tea my son-in-law brought me, I can't finish it even if I don't divide it~"

Yang Mobai said, of course Mr. Xu knows, isn't this a good mouthful of old brothers, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy, if you don't take out something good to show off, how can you be worthy of it!

muttered silently, Yang Mobai couldn't say anything, the old man's world, he didn't understand it when he was young~

"Yes, isn't your son-in-law my father, what can I do if my son-in-law is filial to my father-in-law!"