The calligraphy association of Qinan City is not far from the community where Mr. Xu lives, which is the old office site of the original municipal government, an old building in the Republic of China, and it can be regarded as an antique thing, and it must not be demolished.

Therefore, after the city government moved to a newer and larger municipal government building, this three-story small western-style building with gray and white brick structure was taken down by the calligraphy association of Qinan City, and it has been used for more than ten years.

Due to the changes in municipal planning, the book association that was originally located in the old city center gradually became deserted, and it had a bit of the dejected appearance of the old city.

But perhaps this kind of environment has added a bit of goodwill to these old guys who have stayed in the book association all year round, without the hustle and bustle brought by the fast pace and rapid development of urbanization, this small world in the book association is different.

No, Yang Mobai, who was far away, saw several old men sitting around the stone table under the plane tree in the small courtyard behind the wall.

"Hey, these guys, don't take me when you play chess!"

Although Old Man Xu is old, his eyes are not spent, and he can clearly see that the group of old guys are playing chess at a glance, and he knocked the ground heavily with the crutches in his hand, and snorted lightly.

"Blow up your horse, anti-aircraft artillery mount Dongfeng, double artillery general, amphibious armored vehicle slam your door, dead chess, hahaha!"

Yang Mobai, who had just walked to the door, heard Zhao Tiezhu's unique loud voice, which was deafening, especially when he heard his words clearly, Yang Mobai almost couldn't help laughing, is this playing chess or playing military chess, the east wind has come out, do you want to say again, "Dongfeng Express, the mission must be achieved!" ”

"That's not right!"

Before Lao Zhao Tou could be happy for long, a slightly chubby old man who was playing against him shouted, that action, Yang Mobai was afraid that he would lift the stone table.

"Old man Zhao, you are out of a thousand, just now this cannon was obviously blocked by my soldiers, how did you cross the river!"

Hearing the meaning, it seemed that Lao Zhao was arrested, Yang Mobai couldn't help but be interested, and wanted to see how this old man would pick up.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Zhao's face had already been tempered into steel, and he didn't think anything about it in the face of the fat old man's duty, and refuted it conclusively, and his sitting body didn't move.

"Fat man, don't slander me, which eye did you see that my cannon was blocked by your soldiers, besides, the humanoid self-propelled cannon can't do it!"

"Poof!"

I couldn't hold back all of a sudden, Yang Mobai, who was watching, still laughed in the end, I didn't expect to see him for half a year, Old Man Zhao's face is not only thicker, but also very up-to-date with the times, and a humanoid auto-propelled cannon, do you think you are playing auto-chess now~

Young voices are always so eye-catching among the elderly, and Yang Mobai's voice is certainly no exception.

A group of old men followed the sound one after another, and even the two old men who were arguing had temporarily turned into a fight.

"Xiao Yang, where is your grandfather?"

Seeing that it was Yang Mobai outside the crowd, everyone greeted one after another.

"Well, it's not ...... Forehead. ”

After greeting the old men one by one, Yang Mobai spread his right hand, pointed behind him and said.

It's just that he got stuck before he could finish his words.

Old Man Xu, who has been standing behind him, is gone? Is it a living person who has died young?

Of course not, there are a group of old men here, no one knows magic, so there is nothing to change, Old Man Xu just went around to the other end when Yang Mobai was eating melons with peace of mind, there were few people there, and he could just see the chess game clearly.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, you really played chess again!"

didn't embarrass Yang Mobai for long, the old man Xu at the other end touched his beard and couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the voice, the crowd over there couldn't help but disperse, just revealing the old man Xu who was hiding behind the people.

"Lao Zhao, your legs?"

Smiled and crossed everyone, and the crutches in the hands of the old man Xu who came to the stone table suddenly paused, the smile on his face couldn't help but stiffen, and he asked in surprise when he looked at Zhao Tiezhu's down.

"Hahaha, it's okay, I accidentally slipped while cooking last night, it's really unforgiving, I want to fall from the upstairs back then, it's okay, and now a small bump won't work!"

Seeing Old Man Xu's appearance, Zhao Tiezhu smiled freely, raised his right hand and patted the armrest underneath.

"I've kept this chair for my wife, and it's my turn to sit, hahaha!"

At this time, Yang Mobai, who finally squeezed forward from the back of the crowd, saw clearly that Zhao Tiezhu on the side of the stone table was not a matching stone chair, but a wheelchair that looked quite dilapidated.

I don't know if it's his delusion, Yang Mobai always felt that the moment his grandfather heard Zhao Tiezhu's answer, his figure became more and more faint.

"Grandpa!"

Hurriedly stepped forward to support Old Man Xu, and Yang Mobai shouted worriedly.

"I'm fine!"

After raising his right hand and swinging, signaling that Yang Mobai didn't need to help himself, Old Man Xu slowly sat down on the stone chair adjacent to Zhao Tiezhu, and leaned against the table with the dragon head cane he had been holding.

"Alas, time really waits for no one, Huilan has been gone for almost ten years, and your Yingzi has also been for eight years!"

The withered hand patted Zhao Tiezhu's thigh lightly, and Old Man Xu sighed slowly.

"Yes, it's been eight years, three months and five days!"

With a long sigh, Zhao Tiezhu slowly closed his eyes, and at this time, even the old man Gao, who was still arguing with him just now, sighed lightly and sat down slowly.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little dull.

The people who stay in the association all the year round to play are some retired old men, and there have been fewer people in the past two years, which will inadvertently talk about this kind of topic again, even if the old men are very open, but there is still a moment of sighing.

Looking left and right, Yang Mobai, who was standing behind Old Man Xu with a gift, wanted to break the silence, but he was not Tang Yu after all, and in the face of this situation, he really didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Mobai finally decided to say something, no matter what the content was, anyway, just don't let the old man continue to be sentimental, he can already faintly feel that a thick death air is beginning to fill the small courtyard of the Book Association.

"Hey, what are you talking about, come on, you old man who slammed the door, what are you bringing to comfort me?"

Without waiting for Yang Mobai to speak, Zhao Tiezhu in the wheelchair was the first to come back to his senses, slapped his right hand on his thigh, and laughed at Old Man Xu.

"If you bring it, you have it, I know that you old horseman is going to say me, come, in vain, take out the Pu'er that your father brought to me, and give it to each grandfather!"

As soon as Zhao Tiezhu interrupted like this, Old Man Xu also came back to his senses, couldn't help laughing and scolding, and raised his hand to beckon Yang Mobai to bring the gift.

Seeing this, Yang Mobai also sighed, he really didn't like the way he looked before, it was too uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, it's still so unreliable Old Man Zhao is cute!"