Han Fei and Qin'er arrived at the old lady's house in the afternoon, but they were greeted by a smiling old lady, who immediately fell into the old lady's arms and said with a smile: "Grandma." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old lady patted Qin'er on the back and said, "Good." ”

After Qin'er finished spoiling, she still stuck to the old lady and said, "Grandma, are you well?" ”

The old lady laughed: "I heard Zhen'er say that I am going to have a grandson-in-law, so I specially called to take a look." ”

Qin'er's face turned red, and the old lady looked at Qin'er's reaction and knew that there was a play. Then he turned to look at Han Fei, at this time Han Fei had already begun to take on the physique of an adult man, although he had not yet grown and sturdy longitudinally, his waist and spine were straight. If you look closely, your face is also delicate, and there is perseverance in the beauty. Live like a heroic scholar, and the book is full of heroism. The more the old lady looked at it, the happier she became, and her eyes were slitted with laughter. Qin'er, who saw it, blushed so much that she buried herself in the old lady's arms and refused to come out.

Han Fei took the lead in greeting: "Old lady, hello, my name is Han Fei." ”

The old lady smiled and said, "Don't see outside, you can call Qin'er whatever you want." Come on, come to Grandma. ”

Han Fei was not exclusive to the old lady, but he couldn't face the fate of Tongqin'er. Cutting love when the relationship is not deep may be the best thing to do. Otherwise, love is deeply rooted, just like plugging weeds, the spring breeze blows and grows, and all suffering will become a test like wildfire and an unforgettable memory for each other.

Looking at the white-haired old lady, Han Fei still walked up to the old lady and shouted softly, "Grandma." ”

The old lady stretched out her hand and hugged Han Feiye into her arms, only a few centimeters away from Qin'er. Qin'er's ruddy face was where Han Fei could touch it as soon as he turned his face, and the sound of her breathing was close to his ears, and Han Fei listened quietly. It seems that a century has passed, the old lady's embrace is very warm, and the smell of Qin'er's body is also very warm. It's like sunshine, it's like a breeze, or a combination of the two, gentle.

After a long time, the three of them separated. The old lady smiled and said, "Good, good, good, all good children." This one... When will the wedding take place? ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin'er and Han Fei were very uncomfortable, one was dead and wanted to avoid it, and the other was secretive and in love. Neither of them knows how to love someone or how to take care of each other.

Qin'er and Han Fei were pulled back to reality by the old lady's words.

Qin'er said: "Grandma, we have only known each other for less than two months, and now we are just friends. ”

The old lady smiled undiminishedly, and she could see the intentions of the two children. "Grandma is still waiting to hold her great-grandson, and grandma won't live for a few years, so you have to do it quickly."

Qin'er pursed her lips: "Grandma's body is so strong, she will definitely be able to live for two hundred years, and her great-grandson can also be embraced." ”

The old lady scratched the bridge of Qin'er's nose and said, "You naughty ghost, you are about to get married, and you are still as naughty as before." ”

Qin'er threw herself into the old lady's arms again, and said, "Grandma, I want to be by your side all the time." ”

The old lady has no way to take the naughty Qin'er, and she doesn't want to push it too hard, but it will have a counterproductive effect on the two of them. Changing the topic and saying, "It's not time to eat yet, let's eat some dim sum first, grandma's own dim sum." ”

Hearing that the old lady made it herself, Qin'er immediately ran to get it, but found that Lao Jin was holding a plate and feasting, and only half a plate of osmanthus cake was left. Qin'er took the last half dish of osmanthus cake to the old lady, first took a piece and put it on the old lady's mouth, the old lady took a bite lightly and swallowed it very happily, but she did not boast, and looked intoxicated.

Just when the old lady was immersed in her memories, Qin'er divided the remaining osmanthus cake with Han Fei, compared to the osmanthus cake that Han Fei had eaten before, it was indeed more delicious, sweet but not greasy, not dry or loose, but the osmanthus cake was an osmanthus cake after all, and it did not have the effect of being able to affect people's emotions.

Any delicacy is because of its story, and people will have a more profound name in their hearts. It's like a loved one, when you see or even think of it, it has gone deep into the bone marrow, making people want to cry gently.

Han Fei and Qin'er quickly finished eating half a plate of osmanthus cakes, and Qin'er pulled the old lady who had woken up from her memories and said coquettishly: "Grandma, Qin'er still wants to eat the pastries made by grandma, okay?" ”

The old lady nodded again and again, but she still didn't forget about hugging her great-grandson, and said to Qin'er: "When you are confined, grandma will take care of you personally and make pastries for you every day." ”

Han Fei is still a little unclear about this matter, Qin'er's family seems to know their own affairs, and they also treat themselves as sons-in-law. Coming to BP with Qin'er feels like a scam, but like an old lady looking at her future grandson-in-law. And now there is no way to ask Qin'er, so I have to wait for someone to talk about it when I am free.

The old lady took Qin'er into her room to talk about family life, knowing that Han Fei and Lao Jin were not interested in these, so she sent Lao Jin to take Han Fei around BP City.

Although Lao Jin can't explain to Han Fei, Han Fei doesn't care, if you don't live in one place for a long time, you can't appreciate the culture of a city, and the others can only be passers-by even if they stay for a short time. The city has not left you behind, and you have not lived the spirit of the city. The integration of people and the city is mainly to experience the gods of the city and live their own air.

Walking in the ancient city of BP, you can see not only those antique buildings, but also some young students wearing Mao suits. They are the soul of BP tomorrow, they are at the forefront of the times, and BP will be at the forefront of the times. Maybe you have to go through hardship, maybe you have to change your face beyond recognition, but it may be necessary.

In some places along the way, there were students giving speeches, with a banner on the left that read "Drive out the Tartars, protect my homeland", and a banner on the right that read "BP is in danger, PJ is in danger, and the north is in danger". The impassioned young student on the high platform has a delicate face, and there is a thin layer of fluff floating on the lips. A large group of people gathered around Wuyang in the audience, including men and women, old and young, with angry looks on their faces, completely immersed in the students' speeches.

This scene surprised Han Fei, if it was in YC, such a situation would not have occurred at all. Needless to say, the young people of YC do not have this awareness and determination, and no one will follow their advice. Even if Han Fei is in the provincial capital, there are no such lovely classmates, the news is closed, and there is no real wise man to guide him.

Just as Han Fei was thinking about these questions, a group of policemen armed with batons arrived, and without asking, they hit the leading students, some of them were heavy, and their heads were bleeding, and others were also covering their heads and moaning on the ground. The crowd did not disperse quickly, but rather acted as an obstacle to the police. For these ordinary people, it is not easy for them to punch and kick. In this way, after the crowd was cleared, the students had basically run out, and only the previous few were knocked to the ground.

Seeing that they couldn't chase them, the police only escorted a few students on the ground, intending to take them back to the police station.