Song Xiangning took Ning Junxi back to the courtyard full of plantains, and saw the owner of the courtyard leisurely admiring the plantains.

The plantain in the yard is in bloom, in addition to the fat and touching leaves, the flowers are adorned with green crowns, which is also a beautiful scenery.

When the old man saw the two young men, he smiled and beckoned, "Come, watch with me for a while." ”

Song Xiangning stepped forward and coquettishly, "Ancestor, you have a plantain full of courtyards, you look at it every day, don't you get tired of it?"

The old man smiled, touched the girl's head, and turned his head to look at Ning Junxi, "What do you think?"

Ning Junxi looked at the plantains, swaying in the wind, with his own elegant demeanor, which was indeed pleasing to the eye.

He said, "For as long as I can remember, my family members have been in the bamboo building all day long, getting some herbs or just meditating, and they don't feel bored. ”

The old man suddenly laughed, waved his hand, and said, "I'm not qualified to compare with Elder Li." ”

Ning Junxi blinked and didn't answer.

The old man laughed for a while, stopped laughing, watched the evening breeze blowing the plantains, and said with some emotion, "In the early years, when I saw my predecessors in seclusion, I naturally felt that I would be tired, but I have experienced enough winds and waves, and when you settle down, you will feel that this is actually good, and gradually you will get used to it, but you don't want to go out again." ”

Ning Junxi thought so, because he had always had the feeling of the latter, and suddenly felt that he must have reached the realm of the old-timers, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Song Xiangning pursed her lips and hit the nail on the head, "The ancestor is obviously too lazy to move, so he doesn't blush when he says such a clear breeze and bright moon?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm too old to move." ”

Ning Junxi was a little dumbfounded.

The two young men accompanied the old man in the courtyard to enjoy the plantain for a while, and when the sun was set, the three of them returned to the room.

Ning Jun regretted that the chess game had been cleaned up, so he had no luck, "May I ask if my parents have any entrustment?"

The old man sat down at the chess table with a smile and looked up at Ning Junxi, "Little friend, would you like to talk to my bad old man?"

Ning Junxi was stunned, and said with a smile, "The younger generation doesn't understand chess. ”

The old man was surprised, "Little friend won't?"

Ning Junxi muttered in his heart, isn't this normal, and said seriously on his face, "The younger generation is dull by nature, and they don't know anything about the four arts. ”

The old man said with some regret, "It's okay, it's okay, it's still Ning'er and the ancestor talking." ”

Song Xiangning said dissatisfiedly, "The ancestor thought of Ning'er just now, and he is not afraid that Ning'er will be angry, and he will not come in the future?"

The old man smiled, "Ning'er is willing to let the old ancestor suffocate here alone?"

Song Xiangning snorted twice, "That ancestor wants to let Ning'er have a few sons." ”

The old man said heartily, "Okay, okay, then I'll give you Tianyuan, and then let you have five sons, how about it?"

"Don't go back!" Song Xiangning shouted.

The old man smiled and said, "No regrets, no regrets." ”

The grandparents and grandchildren began to settle down.

Ning Junxi had a little headache on the side.

He just wanted to ask the old man what he had to ask him, and he directly said how good it was, why did he play chess?

Fortunately, the old man didn't let Ning Jun be depressed for too long, and when he reached the middle game, he seemed to know the final result, so he became careless.

"In a while, there will be a banquet, and the talented and talented people around here will come at that time, so why don't you go and have a look?"

Ning Junxi was originally messing with the hairball, but when he came back to his senses, he blinked and said, "Can you not go?"

The old man left a son behind, and said indifferently, "If you don't want to go, you can go." ”

Ning Junxi breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man was a little regretful, "But this banquet is said to be a banquet for talents, but in fact, it is to choose a good son-in-law for Ning'er, and Xiaoyou no longer thinks about it?"

Ning Junxi's face stiffened, and he smiled decently," the senior continued. ”

The old man said with more regret, "If I had known that Xiaoyou was coming, I would have directly matched the two of you, but since I have already said it, it is not good to regret it." ”

Ning Junxi and Song Xiangning were stunned.

The old man patted Ning Junxi on the shoulder meaningfully, and whispered in Ning Junxi's ear, "However, I can send Xiaoyou to the place of trial in advance, as long as Xiaoyou can find the highest value before everyone, he will naturally be able to hold the beauty." ”

Ning Junxi's expression was complicated, "No need, the juniors think it's good to compete fairly." ”

He wanted to slap himself after he finished speaking, what was he talking about?

The old man laughed, "It's okay too." ”

Song Xiangning suddenly slapped the table and said angrily, "You guys are muttering, why do you make me think?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

Song Xiang condensed his anger and abandoned his son, "Don't play anymore." ”

The old man was still happy, "If you don't play, you won't play." ”

Song Xiang got up with a sigh of anger and said, "Ancestor, I'm leaving." ”

The old man immediately said, "Then take Xiaoyou to the banquet by the way."

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Ning Junxi hurriedly said, "Senior, you haven't said that my parents are ......."

The old man waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's just to let you stay here for one night, nothing, nothing, go away." ”

"But......" Ning Junxi still wanted to say something.

Song Xiang condensed his breath and said, "Let's go, what are you inking?"

Ning Junxi was reluctantly kicked out of the yard, feeling that his head was chaotic.

Song Xiangning didn't know what kind of anger she was angry with, so she didn't say a word but hurried her steps.

Ning Junxi followed for a while, and finally reacted that he had been fooled by the old man, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

At this time, Song Xiangning suddenly stopped, stretched out her hand and pointed in a direction, and said with a dark face, "Go there by yourself, and someone will naturally arrange for you to sit at the table." ”

Ning Junxi glanced in that direction and saw a figure shaking at the end, obviously there were many people gathered there.

"But I don't have an invitation?" he turned to ask.

Song Xiangning glared at Ning Junxi fiercely, and threw a red post over, "Take it." ”

Ning Junxi caught it, opened it and glanced at it, and was stunned for a moment, "Hey, you ......"

Song Xiangning took this opportunity to run away early and disappeared.

Ning Junxi looked at the blank invitation card in his hand, grinned, then threw his hand back, lost it directly, turned around and walked into a fork in the road.

I thought he was willing to participate in this kind of mess, if he hadn't reacted for a while, he wouldn't have come.

There was an excuse not to go, and he couldn't ask for it.

......

On the other side, Song Xiangning was angry.

She originally thought that Ning Junxi was a shield for that stupid child, but when she found out that this was a hard idea, she suddenly felt annoyed and angry.

That bastard still looks innocent, pretending to be noble, what a shameless villain!

She walked in annoyance, didn't look at the road for a while, and when it was dark again, she collided with a person.

The two men took several steps back.

Song Xiangning was angry and had nowhere to vent, and immediately scolded, "Which bastard, dare to hit Miss Ben, is he not long-eyed or blind?"

The person opposite her was surprised, and said uncertainly, "Ah Ning?"

Song Xiangning was stunned for a moment when she heard this familiar voice, and then shouted with great joy, "Brother Feng!"