Just like the last time Cai Youyou and the others went to Cui Wei Xing, after a day and a night of sailing, everyone finally arrived at Cui Wei Xing.

In fact, in this spring season, I should have brought more people to facilitate the collection of ingredients.

However, in order not to expose the secrets of Zhuqing and Jiugong, the only people who came to Cui Weixing this time were Cai Youyou, Mo Xun, Wang Fatzi and Zhu Qing.

Thinking that he was about to meet his grandfather, although Zhu Qing was carrying a lot of things and carrying all kinds of gifts he had prepared for the wine man, he ran fast along the way.

Mo Xun, Cai Youyou and Wang Fatzi, looking completely different from usual, as if they had completely let go of themselves, the bamboo green shuttling between the bamboo forests of the emerald microstar, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and followed far behind with the food box of the collection robot.

Zhu Qing was very familiar with Cui Weixing, and the route he chose was naturally the closest route to where he and Jiugong lived.

Zhu Qing shuttled through the bamboo forest for two or three hours, and finally saw the artificially created high fence in front of him from a distance.

Looking at the familiar fence made of bamboo, looking at the gate of the familiar fence, Zhuqing's footsteps couldn't help but slam heavily.

Obviously, he was about to meet the relatives who made him think about it, but at this time, standing outside the gate of his house, he felt a sour nose inexplicably.

He clenched his hands tightly, pursed his lips, and finally took a big step forward, reaching out and pushing the door open.

Zhu Qing stood at the gate of his house with his bags on his back, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because he saw that the small yard, which had always been cleaned and tidy by the wine man before, had now become messy, and fallen leaves were piled up everywhere, but no one cleaned them.

An old man with white hair was sitting on a bamboo chair in the courtyard with his back hunched, holding a cigarette pouch and pot in his mouth, and smoking the old dry tobacco he had made.

Looking at the old man's listless, thin and decadent figure, Zhu Qing's eyes were filled with tears all of a sudden.

He opened his mouth several times, trying to call his grandfather, but for some reason, he only felt that his throat was so sore that he couldn't even make a sound.

In the end, it was the wine man, who seemed to sense something, raised a pair of old eyes that were a little cloudy and faint, and glanced towards the door, only to find that there was a young man who looked completely strange, carrying a bag, standing in front of him.

I don't know why, the young man's face was obviously a completely unfamiliar face, but when the wine lord looked at him, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and his heart instantly thought of his grandson Zhuqing, and thought of the failed plan that had actually been exposed to the sight of the Dark Pavilion a long time ago.

Finding that the wine man raised his head to look at him, Zhu Qing hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth, and shouted out the long-lost grandfather in a hoarse voice.

"Grandpa, I'm back, Zhuqing is back to see you!" As she spoke, Zhu Qing ran into the courtyard and threw herself into the arms of the wine man like a child.

"Zhuqing?! Are you really Zhuqing?! The wine man grabbed Zhu Qing's arm tightly and said.

How he wished that everything that was happening at this moment was a dream, and that the boy in front of him was not his grandson Zhuqing. Read the latest chapter of "Otherworldly Restaurant: Xueba's Private Caipaw Book House" for free for the first time.