Wang An looked at the expression of the person in front of him.

"I can't bear to cut my love, this guy is probably going to be happy in his heart, right?"

Look at this broken book, it's like being gnawed by a dog. It is estimated that it has been placed here for I don't know how long, and no one will buy it, and now it is finally out of it, as for whether it is from the Song Dynasty, it is still said.

In the end, Wang An still paid the money, and the book should still be valuable. He took this ancient book and the two jade pendants and left "Sheng Bao Zhai".

In the afternoon of the same day, I took the train back to my hometown 300 miles away.

When he took the car from the county seat back to his hometown mountain village, it was already more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was completely dark at this time.

The waning moon is like a ditch, hanging on the top of the mountain.

The small village sandwiched between two mountains is quiet, with the occasional barking of dogs.

This place is called Zhangjiagou, and Wang An has lived here since he was a child.

The old persimmon tree at the entrance of the village, most of the leaves on the treetops have fallen, and the yellow persimmons are hanging on the branches very beautiful.

Walking along the cement road in the middle of the village, we walked into the mountain village and returned to the familiar old house.

When I opened the door, there was a light in the room, which was a little dim, and the sound of opera came out of the room.

The two old men liked to listen to opera.

Ahem, cough, coughing came from inside the house.

"Who?" Hearing the door open, an old man with gray hair who was somewhat hunched over came out of the house.

"Grandma."

"Xiao An, why are you back?" The old man was pleasantly surprised when he saw Wang An.

Hearing the shouting, an old man came out of the room, hunched over and hunched over.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Wang An hurriedly put down the things in his hand and stepped forward to support him.

"My back hurts, I'm sick." Wang An's grandfather said.

"Have you eaten, I'll cook for you?" Grandma Wang An said.

"Don't be busy, I've already eaten, sit down, I'll talk to you." Wang An took the old man's hand.

"It's a holiday in the company, cough cough cough." The old man coughed again.

"How long have you been coughing, have you taken your medicine?"

"Take the medicine, and you'll be fine in a few days." The old man said with a smile.

Wang An estimated that the old man had not taken medicine, so he hurriedly took out the cold medicine he bought for the old man from his bag, poured water for the old man to take the medicine, and then asked his grandfather about his back pain.

Looking at the old man with white hair and wrinkles in front of him, Wang An was full of guilt.

The two old men have paid too much for themselves over the years, but they have rarely done anything for them, just come back for the New Year's holidays, or make a phone call, and only stay for a few days when they come back, and then leave in a hurry.

"I'm not in a hurry to go back this time, I'll accompany them here."

In fact, the most longing thing for the elderly is the company of their children, but they are afraid of causing trouble for them, so they rarely take the initiative to speak.

Whenever there is a festival, many old people will come out of their homes, stand at the mouth of the alley or the village, and look out of the village.

They watch, wait, wait for their children to come back, even if only once a year.

But sometimes, they can't wait for someone, they only have a phone call, they can't see anyone for a year, two years, three years, they still stand outside and wait when the time comes......

Hope has become extravagant,

Only the old couple are left to depend on each other, or even only one person left, lonely.

When they are sick, they endure and stay up, and they will not go to the hospital until they can't stand it anymore.

Because they have no money, because their children are far away, far away from them.

"Well, I'm thinner than the last time I came back, but I look much more energetic. Xiao An, you're working well over there, right? ”

"Very good." Wang An said with a smile.

"Have you found a girlfriend?"

This is the most concerned issue of the two old people, they are eager to see Wang An get married and have children, this is their greatest wish in this life.

"Well, I'm looking, it's coming, it's coming."

"When will you bring it back to us?" The old man then asked.

"Well, next year."

"That's what you said when you came back last year." The old man said with a smile, looking at Wang An's eyes full of love.

"What kind of granddaughter-in-law do you like?"

"It's not that I marry a daughter-in-law, if you like it, you are curious, the key is to be good to you, it is best to be four years younger than you or four years older, that is a superior marriage, two years younger is fine......"

As soon as the marriage was mentioned, the old man said more, and Wang An listened quietly on the side.

He suddenly felt that it was a very happy thing to listen to these nagging.

It was a little cold in the room.

Wang An took out the clothes, health care products, and jade pendants he bought for the two old men.

Before, he always felt that this was a kind of compensation, but the more he took it, the more he felt that he owed the two old men too much, too much.

"Hey, how can you buy so many things when you come back, it will cost a lot of money, right?"

"Not much, not much, grandma, I have money."

"If you have money, you can't spend it indiscriminately, you have to save, you have to buy a house, buy a car, and you have to marry a daughter-in-law!"

The old man said this, but there was a smile on his face that could not be concealed, which was the happiness in Fazi's heart.

At night, the mountain village is very quiet, and there is no sound of traffic.

Wang An was lying on the bed, and from time to time there was a cough from the next room.

Early in the morning, when he got up, the old man had already gotten up and was cooking on the fire.

Wang An hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Noodles, eggs, pickles, simple breakfast, familiar taste.

Wang An ate two large bowls.

"If it's not enough, I'll do it for you."

"That's enough." Wang An said with a smile.

After eating, he helped the two old men clean up the yard and the hygiene of the house.

I rode to the town and sold a lot of rice, noodles, beef, and pork.

Then I made an appointment with a doctor online, and I was going to take the two old people to the county seat tomorrow for a comprehensive physical examination, and then find a doctor to show my grandfather his waist, and if necessary, he would take the old man to Hu'an.

After finishing his work, Wang An began to practice Wufowl Opera and Tai Chi in the courtyard.

"Xiao An, what are you practicing here, you look weird." Grandma asked with a smile on the side.

"Five poultry opera and tai chi, you and my grandfather can also practice to strengthen the body, by the way, my grandfather has a bad waist and can just practice five poultry opera to exercise his waist and back."

Wang An's eyes lit up, and then he called out to the old man lying on the bed and taught him five bird plays.

"I don't practice, it looks weird." The old man waved his hand and was about to go back to the house and lie down.

These days his back hurts so badly that he spends most of the day in bed, which would be more comfortable.

"Grandpa, this is an authentic five-bird play, I have personally experienced it, and it is absolutely good for the body after practice, you can try it."

"Yes, try." The grandmother on the side said with a smile.

In the end, the old man did not resist Wang An, and followed him to practice the five bird opera.