Chapter 364

It gets dark early in winter.

At dinner, grandpa had to take Zhong Tianzheng to drink some rice wine with him. Zhong Tianzheng couldn't resist and had to accompany him.

Although the old man is old, he can drink very well.

Two or two drinks down, people have nothing to do.

"Come on, eat hard."

Grandpa spoke Mandarin full of dialects and dialects, changed chopsticks and put a dark red thing in the middle of the black outer ring into her bowl: "little girl, this thing is not available in your big city."

"What is this?"

Ah, Xiang blinked and didn't know him at all. She took a curious bite and opened her eyes: "Hey, don't say, it's super delicious."

"Hey, of course."

The grandpa sipped the glass of Baijiu and laughed hearty. "This is called pig blood balls. Stir up the fresh tofu with pig blood with a little bit of fat and lean meat foam to form a pebble. It is smoked and dried. It is necessary to drink wine, but it can not be bought outside, and it is also a product of industry, which is tasty and tasty."

"So it is."

Ah Xiang nodded seriously and listened with great interest.

After the whole meal, Grandpa felt very approachable.

Although the gas stove has been used in the new house repaired by my uncle, the elderly are still used to burning their own fire, so the old-fashioned firewood house is still kept. After dinner, grandpa took Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang around the stove of the firewood house to burn firewood for a fire.

"Come on, smoke."

Zhong Tianzheng felt out a half box of hard China that had not been finished in his pocket and handed one to Grandpa. He said he would light a fire for him again, but grandpa refused.

(the appearance rate is very high, and there is still half a box left after smoking, which is a very original Chinese cigarette passing by (# ^. ^#))

"I still like this."

Grandpa reached into the stove with his tongs, took out a firewood, ignited the cigarette end in the hot temperature, and then extended the tongs to Zhong Tianzheng.

Zhong Tianzheng hurriedly put the smoke together. The flames in the stove beat, and the warm yellow light was printed on Grandpa's wrist. He could see a small scar. When his eyes shifted to his hands, there were still all kinds of calluses and old scars.

"Hiss."

Grandpa took a puff wrapped in a cigarette butt.

Like most old people, he doesn't spit out a slender smoke line like young people. Instead, he feels that the smoke is very little and scattered.

"Ah Zheng, the last time I saw you was nine years ago."

Grandpa talked to himself and said with a grin. "This little color is really true. Although I used to be bad to her and sometimes like to beat her when I drank too much wine, she can't do this to me. She won't let her grandson come to see me. Now, people are in front of me. I guess you don't remember that I have no feelings for me."

"Ha, maybe it's too busy."

Zhong Tianzheng wrapped a cigarette and didn't answer much.

Mainly because he doesn't know how to answer.

I'm impressed.

He really rarely came here. He basically had no impression of his grandfather, had little contact, and would not miss his relatives.

This is not Zhong Tianzheng's white eyed wolf.

The fact is that this is the case. There are many such situations now. Relatives don't move much. Children must not know each other for a long time.

"That's right. I'm really busy. Now you young people have to get up to work before dawn every day. It's six or seven o'clock when you get home from work at night. Get a meal, take a bath, lie in bed and look at your mobile phone. It's eleven o'clock at night." Grandpa didn't know whether he was drunk or something. He didn't talk about the same topic, and he also said to himself: "it's good to come back this time. You've all grown up, very good, and brought a beautiful granddaughter-in-law back. I don't know if I have a chance to wait until that day."

"There must be."

Ah Xiang sat on Grandpa's right and responded comfortingly.

"Alas, you are busy now. What can you do?"

Grandpa continued with a cigarette: "at this age, looking back, Xiaocai is the most sorry. He didn't give her any love except for giving her food."

"This man is all about cause and effect."

Grandpa's muddy eyes looked at the beating flame, and the whole person was a little distracted: "I raised her and treated her brother and sister favorably. It's bad for Xiaocai. Now she gives me money, food and drink every month, but she also has no love and seldom calls me."

"Oh, Grandpa, don't think so much. You see, you have both children and are developing very well. Your daughter has a good family outside, and your son has built a new house at home. It's good all the time."

Ah Xiang stretched out her hand and took grandpa's arm, gently shook it and comforted him, saying, "as for you, just enjoy yourself now. Don't think so much. Besides, isn't your son still with you?"

"Ha ha, little girl, you have a sweet mouth."

Grandpa smiled and patted the back of Ah Xiang's hand. He accepted her comfort.

"Hey, Grandpa, what did you do before?"

Ah Xiang, they didn't distinguish between grandpa and grandpa. She looked at Grandpa's palm and said, "you have a lot of calluses on your hand, and there are old scars."

Especially in the palm of the hand, the scar across the whole palm is a trace cut by a sharp blade. It should have been a long time ago.

"Hey, it's normal for those who used to work hard to beg for food and have a little scar."

Grandpa waved his hand carelessly and looked curiously at Zhong Tianzheng: "by the way, I don't know what you do. Xiaocai didn't tell me about you at all."

"We, the police, the police, Ah Xiang, too."

Zhong Tianzheng thought about it and said truthfully.

"That's glorious, the police, serving the people, eliminating evil and promoting good, and the teacher of justice!"

Grandpa heard the speech and immediately praised it again and again. He couldn't stop nodding. However, after a while, he hesitated slightly and slowed down his tone: "but the police are also dangerous. Although they can serve the people, their work is dangerous and it's a hard job."

"But it's also very good. Although it's dangerous, it can serve the people. It generally needs fresh blood like you to join in order to make it more dynamic."

When Grandpa talked about this, he seemed to be more like an old man. He asked in an aggravating tone: "very good, but you should pay attention to your safety. Do you hear me?"

"Hey, OK, don't worry."

Zhong Tian nodded and answered.

"Well, it's my grandson."

Grandpa affirmed, and then continued to smoke. For a long time, he asked nonsense: "do you think our old people will become a drag on you?"

"Ah?"

Zhong Tianzheng was stunned.

I'm thinking about how to answer.

There was a sound from the yard outside.

"Lao Peng, no, Lao Zhang next door is dead."

Sound from far to near.

"What!"

Grandpa immediately stood up excitedly, and the chair was brought to the ground by him.

"Crackling."

Far away.

Firecrackers rang out.

In a hurry.

Then it stopped abruptly.

Hearing this sound, Grandpa was stunned. The whole person was extremely distracted. His face was unbelievable and shocked. His figure seemed inexplicably thin.

According to local customs.

After making sure that people are dead, they will set off a very short string of firecrackers.

No doubt.

Lao Zhang died.