Fang Qi scratched his head: "I'm twenty, which is xiaopenyou!" Since Xiao Ling called the old man Grandpa, he had to shout.

The old man looked at Fang Qi up and down. The old man was tall and thin, just like his big broom. He had two brushes on his face, thick eyebrows, copper rings and big eyes, which were very dignified. This is the official prestige formed by being an official for a long time.

Xiao Ling looked at them: "how did you look like this as soon as you met?"

The old man looked away and picked up the big broom: "go and sit down first. I'll sweep the road." Without waiting for them to talk, they swept up again.

Fang Qi and Xiao Ling walked through the passage of ancient trees and came to a red building in the back. There was still an old-fashioned wooden floor, and their feet creaked when they stepped on it.

These old houses should be built during the period of the Republic of China, which are well preserved. The houses have been repaired again, and the ceilings and walls have been redone. They are dazzling white, much like entering the ward.

"Grandpa once lived here for several years, and it basically remains the same." Xiao Ling let Fang Qi into the living room, made tea, sat on the single sofa next to him and looked at him with a smile. "I heard you shook the old man's eyebrows," young man, this is a mess of Chen sesame and rotten millet. I advise you not to get involved. "

Fang Qi seems to know a lot about this, but he doesn't seem to care much and doesn't speak rashly. He just said: "in fact, I don't want to get involved, but director Miao is the major shareholder of our village. If something happens to Shuangjia, we will be affected, so come and help her. In fact, there's nothing I can do. "

Xiao Ling looked at the old man. "Well, let's go. We'll be there in two hours. Maybe we can catch up with dinner now."

The old man stood up and said, "OK, I'll change my clothes and go right away." He went in to pack up his things and change his clothes. Xiao Ling asked Fang Qi, "there are more than a dozen companies going to file a lawsuit with Shuangjia. It's a little troublesome."

Fang Qi shrugged his shoulders: "there is no way. If something happens, we have to bear the responsibility."

The old man came out with a big bag: "that's right. It's going to rain. My mother wants to get married. Let him go."