Chapter 100: The Gift (1)
The old man took it and sniffed it a few times, "Well, it's a good thing, it's decades of old Pu'er, isn't this too valuable for grandpa?" ”
Wushuang waved his hand and said, "This is just borrowing flowers to worship the Buddha, a friend gave it, my grandfather and grandfather both love to drink, thinking that Grandpa Mu should also love to drink, so I took some over." ”
As he spoke, he took out a few things from his backpack and handed them to Mu Baichuan shyly, "This is a scarf and gloves that I knit in my spare time, please don't dislike Grandpa Mu, I knit it according to my grandfather's size, the wool is excellent wool, and it is handmade." The spring in S City is too cold, so it's just a good time for Grandpa Mu to cover. ”
Mu Baichuan took it happily, he had received too many valuable gifts in his life, but they were far less intimate than the gifts in front of him.
After saying a few good things in a row, he took it in his arms and spared no effort, and put it on his neck and hands, so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, "It's just right, thank you Shuang'er, it's still a girl's intimacy, where did these boys think of this." ”
Wushuang has no intention of pleasing her, she will knit these for her grandfather and grandfather when she has nothing to do, even socks, they all say that spring covers autumn frost, she feels that the coldest time in S City is now early spring, not winter.
Pu'er tea was given to her by Su Ran, and there were several at home, and her grandfather and grandfather prepared them.
It's not good for her to come to visit the old man empty-handed, what valuable things have not been seen in such an old man?
I brought these ready-made and satisfying things over, which was also a thought.
Mu Jinchen didn't expect her big backpack to contain these things, looking at her grandfather's happy appearance, the corners of his lips also curved, as Wu's mother said, what a caring and lovely person.
Talking and laughing, several people drank tea around the tea boat, Uncle Zhao ordered the kitchen to get snacks over, and Mu Jinchen was responsible for making tea, and the atmosphere was also happy.
Mu Baichuan talked about a lot of military career with Xia Jingshan back then, many of Mu Jinchen's troubles when he was a child, the old man is old and has a very fresh memory of the long past, but he doesn't remember what happened recently.
Wushuang didn't expect that Mr. Mu, who has always been cold, was quite patient with the old man, and would make his grandfather happy from time to time.
The reason why she agreed to come to visit the old man was because he was very curious about the old commander that his grandfather had been talking about, and secondly, he felt that the old man was lonely, and the younger generation could accompany him for a while.
Several people chatted until noon, and after lunch, Mu Baichuan went to take a lunch break, and they were ready to go back to the city.
Before leaving, the old man stuffed something into Jing Wu's hands, saying that the elder could not give it away, Wushuang subconsciously glanced at Mu Jinchen, he nodded at her, and then said thank you and took it.
Out of the courtyard, Mu Jinchen walked side by side with Jing Wushuang behind his back with his hands, and Qidong took the first step to start the car.
Wushuang opened the thing that Mu Baichuan had just stuffed into her hand.
The thing was inconspicuous, wrapped in an old men's plaid handkerchief, she opened the handkerchief, and what caught her eye was a jade pendant, a crystal clear, without the slightest flaw of the Maitreya Buddha shape of the jade pendant, exquisitely carved, lifelike, at a glance is priceless.
It is slightly cool to start, the surface is smooth and moist, and at first glance it is a good ancient jade of a long age, is this Grandpa Mu's meeting gift too big?
She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Jinchen, "Mr. Mu, I can't accept such a valuable thing, right?" ”
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