Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 149: What did Grandpa Qiqi do?
There were other honored guests in the Zhang family's small courtyard, and it had been scattered throughout the village last night.
Yesterday on the side of the road a lot of people saw it.
Among the three people who had come, there was an expensive man who was at first glance unapproachable, and there was also a strange man with curly yellow hair.
It's breathtaking.
Of course the old village chief knew that. He even showed the way to the people yesterday.
It's just that I didn't expect the esteemed guest of the Zhang family to come to my house.
The courtyard of the old village chief's house was spacious, much nicer than the Zhang family's small courtyard.
But as soon as the man with the powerful aura stood in the courtyard, the old village chief felt that his house looked very narrow and seedy.
Even if you do not know the identity and background of the man, you can find out that he must be rich or expensive just by looking at his aura and attitude.
Standing in front of the smiling man, looking at those deep and sharp eyes, even though the other party was deliberately holding back his aura, the old village chief was still feeling depressed, feeling depressed, it's not as comfortable as seeing a great leader.
It's different to the situation we were leading yesterday.
After all, when I didn't put it in my heart, I felt quite comfortable.
Now that he had officially come face to face with the man, the feeling of distress became clear.
“Old village chief, we met yesterday.” Yan Huai stepped forward, extending his hand to the plain old man with white hair, his tone slowed down, "I didn't have time to introduce myself back then, my surname Yan, my name is Yan Huai, my name is Yan Huai, and I I am Qi Seven's grandfather."
The man's hands were neatly knitted, his nails neatly cut, looking clean and strong.
The old village chief looked at his large, rough hand full of calluses, which was still covered in ash so he did not know where he was rubbing it.
He hurriedly rubbed the leg of his pants before reaching out to shake hands with the man, "Hello, hello, Comrade Yan Huai, my name is Li Laogen."
“I think the village chief is older than me, so just call me Yan Huai, so you can get close.” Yan Huai smiled and spoke without further ado, which made people feel comfortable.
As soon as he felt relieved, the old village chief's politeness disappeared, and he laughed loudly, "Then will I take care of you? Come on, Brother Yan, let's go in and talk!"
The attitude of the old village chief who changed quickly made the two old women who were not far from it to be a little funny.
“Aunt Zhang, what is Grandpa Qiqi doing here?” Luo Yuqiong asked in a low voice.
Zhang Xifeng shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't say anything. Hey, don't be so nervous, Grandpa Qiqi isn't oppressing people anyway."
“See what you said, I just want to know what's wrong with him. Since he is Qiqi's grandfather, he will definitely not bully us.” Luo Yuqiong could not laugh or cry, and looked at Zhang Xifeng, “Come and help, I will make a pot of tea and comfort people.”
The Hall.
After allowing people to sit down, the old village chief was also curious, and immediately asked the point, "Brother Yan, what are you coming to my house for?"
People in the countryside talk about things when there is something they have to do, and they are used to being honest.
Yan Huai nodded, admitting without hesitation, "There is indeed something I wish to ask the old village chief for help."
A few simple conversations with the old man could indicate that the other party had a warm and simple temper, so Yan Huai was also straightforward.
"You said, if I could help, I definitely wouldn't refuse."
“Well sir the old village chief was straightforward, I did not beat around the bush, I wanted to ask, yesterday I saw a dilapidated house in the village, it looks like no one lives in it, no one lives in it, can the house be sold in the village? the village?"
"Home?" The old village chief frowned. Although there are mostly elderly and children left behind in the village, there are people who live in every household. There is no empty house in memory."Right next to the small square yesterday, the innermost room was about two floors high, and half of the wall collapsed..."
Before Yan Huai could finish his description, the old village chief knew what he was talking about, and said with a wide smile, "This is not a small square, this is the village's sowing field, he said, place the grains are dried during the summer.autumn harvest. The one in the middle of you said that house is an auditorium used for meetings and activities in our village."
Yan Huai frowned slightly, and laughed.
He really did not know the buildings in this village.
The auditorium was just a house, because it was so small.
When Luo Yuqiong and Zhang Xifeng came carrying the teapot, their discussion would be over soon.
Luo Yuqiong looked a little frightened.
Don't know how old you are? If you shoot hard, you are not afraid that old bones will be destroyed.
The conversation was over, and tea was just served.
Yanhuai did not ignore the kindness of the host. Before leaving, he drank a cup of tea before leaving.
The manners are perfect.
Sending the guests out of the courtyard, the old village chief placed his hands behind his back as he walked back, humming a bit of a song.
Luo Yuqiong looked at his happy face, and asked, "What is Grandpa Qiqi doing here?
The old village chief looked at him to the side, and said, "At any rate, that's a good thing, so don't ask too many questions."
Luo Yuqiong, "..." This old man is virtuous.
After leaving the house of the old village chief, Yan Huai also had to head for the airport.
No matter how great aversion there is, it can only be suppressed in the depths of my heart.
The most willing person was probably only Master Fu, who only missed Yan Huai and lit two firecrackers.
“Let's go, let's hurry, don't come if you don't have time, don't come if you have time.”
Yanhuai was silent for a moment, then looked at the old man, "Dad, take care of your health, if you need anything, you can call me, my number doesn't change."
Master Fu snorted, could it be that he didn't know?
A Gui secretly called the capital to make an occasional report, and he memorized the number he was calling.
Saying goodbye to the old man, Yan Huai glanced at Fu Yanchi who was standing beside the old man, his eyes complicated and dark, "You."
Fu Yanchi's eyes fluttered, his eyes quickly passed through the man's gray temple, and he raised his usual smile, "Dad, you too."
“Grandfather, Qiqi wishes you a smooth journey, grandmother and uncle also.”
With a soft and gentle Wa'er sound, the black commercial vehicle drove slowly.
Qiqi leaned back in her father's arms, looking at the extremely slow car, for some reason, her nose was a little sour, and she felt a little sad.
“Eggy, grandpa seems reluctant to go.”
“You can't go, your grandfather is the general in charge of sending troops on the battlefield, and the general can't leave the base camp easily.” The little egg man crossed his legs and rested his head on his head.
“Grandfather is a general? Then who's my dad?”
"A deserter."
“What is a defector?”
“A soldier who refuses to be a general is a defector. After all, he is not a good soldier.”
Qiqi clenched her teeth, Eggy rebuked her father.
Oppressing him at such a young age, don't you understand?
Sensing the sharp gaze of the baby, the little egg man tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "Little boy, dare you show me your teeth?"
"Eggy, I will defeat you in the future!"
The little egg man snorted, and a small electric spark came out.
Wa'er covered his little butt while groaning, his eyes red.
He's been stung again!
Rotten egg!