Grandma's eyes are full of warm smiles in this photo, but Jiang's father Meng Yao has seen him so much that the corners of his mouth twitched almost as a smile, and the coldness made her feel that it was not the reason why the family was bad since childhood, but today she understood, obviously not.

"Yichen, you beckon Yaoyao to sit down, the meal will be ready soon." The old man swirled around the hall, pulling out two beautifully packaged bottles of drink from a box beside him. Obviously a little excited, he finally dropped this sentence and walked towards the house on the side.

"Let's go help! How can there be such a thing as you, you run over to the meal without saying hello. Meng Yao looked at him a little speechlessly, no wonder she asked her if she was hungry when she went downstairs.

"Actually, grandpa has always wanted to meet you, but because you were too young before, it was inconvenient to take you over to see him. You've seen all my relatives who are related to me like this, and I'm going to introduce you to my friends. So that the whole world knows that I mean it. Jiang Yichen didn't care.

"Okay, don't be numb, I haven't promised you yet!" He stood up and walked in the direction of the old man.

"This grandfather is so old, and he was excited to see his granddaughter-in-law just now, didn't you cause him to have high blood pressure when his emotions fluctuated?" Because it was getting closer and closer, Jiang Yichen's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Meng Yao said, then looked at the old man with a smile. "Grandpa, do you need our help?"

"Oh, no, no, it's just that this Qingluan hasn't been here for a long time, and this rice is all bad, can we eat noodles at noon today? The noodles I make taste so good that Yatson can eat two large bowls every time. "The rice in the bowl is crawling with black insects, and naturally he won't let Meng Yao eat such rice.

"It's okay, I'm not a picky eater. Rice and pasta are all OK. It turned out that knowing that he was a southerner, he was worried that there was no rice to cook, such a lovely old man, Meng Yao suddenly felt warm in his heart.

"That's okay, it just so happens that Yichen has people bring me food every day, and today there is beef, I'll make you a tomato beef noodle." The old man said with a smile.

"Well, it's delicious when you hear it. Then I'll help wash and chop the vegetables. Meng Yao volunteered.

"I just said no, this will perform so well, you make it difficult for me." Jiang Yichen was still talking about this, like a cunning fox.

"No need, this stove has a lot of oil smoke, you better go outside and wait for a while, and it will be fine right away." Seeing Meng Yao glaring at his grandson, the old man said with a smile.

"Let's go, if grandpa can eat alone for half an hour, if you help for an hour, you may not be able to eat." Jiang Yichen took her little hand and dragged it to the hall, this house is tall and designed, there is no air conditioning in this summer, and the house will not look very hot, the only thing that reduces the heat is the ceiling fan overhead.

"If you think I'm so bad, why did you take me to see Grandpa?" Meng Yao muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's very simple, I want to marry you and I don't marry you to come back to do housework, housework is enough to have a nanny hourly worker, I want to marry you just to let you do what you like, such as being a good doctor." Straight through the hall to a corner of the courtyard. "Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know." That thing looked strange, Meng Yao shook his head again and again.

"This is called a windmill, and it used to remove the bad grass ash and miscellaneous things from the rice and wheat. Then you should know about this! "And then there are two round stone piers inside.

"Stone mill!" Although this is the first time I have seen such a big one, now some shopping malls will make such a gimmick and say that it is freshly ground.

"That's smart. This one is used to grind tofu, and the other one is used to grind corn. Then he pointed to a large stone plate, and a stone pier was a column that was irregular at night, and leaned on it. I've seen this in anti-Japanese war films.

"Now that these are no longer needed, what are you going to do with them?" The whole yard is basically all the farm tools, all kinds of everything, and it has been covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Nostalgia, these neighbors' unwanted grandfathers have picked them up, saying that only by looking at these things can they know how happy their lives are today."

"Grandpa's realm is still quite high! However, the windmill just now seems to have been designed quite cleverly, and the wisdom of the ancestors should not be underestimated. She shook the handle just now, but it was actually Meng turning, although she didn't understand the principle structure and function, but it was so big, so exquisite, it was like a work of art there.

"That's, you don't look at it, that's our grandfather." Jiang Yichen looked at the movements of that place and remembered the puzzle many years ago, it turned out that what his grandfather collected was loneliness and memories.

"Grandpa is so old, how can he let him live here alone?" Meng Yao felt that such a person was really lonely.

"We as juniors can only respect his wishes, he said that the city is not used to it, the air in the countryside is good, and you can go to the door when you are bored." Jiang Yichen's expression was a little bitter, he could tell Meng Yao that his grandparents actually went to help bring him when he was a child, but his mother often hated this, and once again saw the miscellaneous food in his bowl, angrily threw the bowl into the trash can in front of his grandmother, picked himself up and went back to his parents' house. And those who are just scooping and playing with their own food and eating will only be poured into the bowl of their grandparents and eaten by them in the end.

Then the grandparents said that it was not a way for the house in the countryside to be watched for too long, and when they returned here, they never went to the Jiang family again, even if the Jiang family moved several times, they never went again, because after that, the grandmother fell ill and died, which is also the Milky Way in the hearts of parents over the years, although the mother has occasionally come to visit the old man over the years, but the deceased person, and the heart that has been hurt cannot be changed.

"Yichen, Yaoyao, come over for dinner!" It was less than half an hour, only ten minutes. Grandpa was already shouting in the hall.

"Here we are." Still holding hands, Jiang Yichen held it tightly, and he wanted to protect the girl in front of him for the rest of his life.

"It smells so good." Small pieces of beef, tomatoes, moisturized with a charming luster, a few small green onions sprinkled on the white poached eggs, the color is really beautiful.

"Hurry up and eat, it's so late, you should be hungry for a long time. Next time I come over and say hello in advance, I'll cook a few more dishes. There is nothing else in this countryside, and this farmhouse and the chickens and ducks raised by myself are still enough. Looking at the two of them holding chopsticks, the old man smiled happily.