It was drizzling in the sky, and two long figures were pulled out under the street lights at the dim alley entrance.

Chen Beitian held an umbrella with one hand and raised his wrist with the other to look at the time. "Third Master, an hour has passed and hasn't come yet. Do you want to call and ask?"

Han Xiaozhou shook his head slightly, smiling without saying a word.

Chen Beitianchao alley glanced at the entrance of the alley and said worriedly: "It's not good to let the old man wait too long."

Han Hyo-joo looked at the temporary roasted bakery shop opposite the street lights, under the street lights, and several young men and women with white-collar workers were pointing around the roasted bakery shop. The owner of the roasted bakery shop cuts the pork head.

"Bei Tian, ​​do you know what darkness is under the light?"

Chen Beitian looked anxiously at the end of one end of the street, not understanding why Han Xiaozhou had this question.

Han Xiaozhou smiled and said, "One pound of pork head meat and a bottle of Erguotou, our heir of the Han family took an hour to buy it."

Chen Beitian said: "Chengxuan has been too busy these years."

Han Hyo-joo said lightly: "If it were replaced by a five-star hotel, a private club, or a winery, he wouldn't have been so laborious."

Chen Beitian heard some dissatisfaction in Han Xiaozhou's words, looked at the vendor across the street, and hesitated for a moment and said, "This can't be blamed for Chengxuan. His daily life and work environment are not easy to get in touch with such vendors."

Chen Beitian paused and said, "Actually, the following people can do such small things."

Han Hyo-joo smiled, "Do you think this is a trivial matter"?

Chen Beitian frowned and did not say anything.

At the end of the street, a black car rushed over and soon stopped beside the two of them.

When the car door opened, Han Chengxuan hurriedly walked out of the car with a plastic bag emitting the aroma of pork head meat in one hand and a bottle of Erguotou in the other.

"Uncle San, Uncle Bei Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I've been delayed for a while on the road."

Han Hyo-jo looked at Han Chengxuan from top to bottom, and his head was covered with sweat and rain, and his leather shoes and trousers were covered with mud.

Han Hyo-joo smiled with satisfaction and said, "Let's go."

After walking through the alley for a few more minutes, the three of them arrived at the entrance of Chengji Tailor Shop.

The door is closed and a faint light appears at the window.

"Come in." Chen Beitian was about to knock on the door when an old voice came from inside.

Han Xiaozhou opened the door, strode in, and said with a smile as he walked: "Haha, Mr. Han, Xiaozhou is here to see you."

Han Xiaozhou walked a few steps to the old man sitting on the bench, put his hands on the old man's shoulders, and gently massaged him, saying, "Chengxuan is here too. This guy knows that you like to drink Erguotou and pig heads from roadside stalls.

Meat, in order to honor you, he ran to most of the Tianjing city.”

"Is Erguotou and pork head meat so hard to buy now?" The old man who had been closing his eyes and resting slowly opened his eyes and looked at Han Chengxuan who was walking inside.

"Didn't let your subordinates do it for you"?

Han Chengxuan put the wine and plastic bags on the coffee table next to the old man and said, "Grandpa Cheng, how can someone else do what you respect for you?"

The old man smiled slightly, "That's hard for you. Such street stalls are easy to find for some people, but they are indeed a bit difficult for you."

Han Chengxuan couldn't figure out whether the old man was praising him or mocking him, and glanced at Han Xiaozhou awkwardly.

Han Hyo-joo slowly pinched the old man's shoulder and said, "I'll educate him well when I go back."

The old man looked at Han Chengxuan and smiled and said, "Although standing at a high place can you see wider and farther, it is impossible to see the details of the low place clearly. After all, there is a long distance between high and low."

Han Chengxuan bent down slightly and nodded. "I remember Grandpa Cheng's words."

Han Xiaozhou sighed and said, "It's all my fault for me and my elder brother. He asked him to take on family affairs too early, so he lacked the experience of small things."

The old man squinted at Han Chengxuan, "The world is real in this world. If one of them is missing, the world is incomplete, but if one of them is understood, your understanding of the whole world is incomplete."

The old man looked at Han Chengxuan who was respectful and continued, "You reminded me of Yaoyao's son-in-law. He walked up step by step, turned up step by step, and enjoyed the scenery along the way, gradually seeing clearly

The whole picture of this world is laid quite solidly. And you need to go from top to bottom, and you also need to go back and forth step by step, summarizing and thinking while walking, forming a complete picture of your understanding of the whole world

The scroll.”

Han Chengxuan said gratefully: "Thank you Grandpa Cheng for your teachings, I will definitely work hard to do it."

The old man waved his hand and said without any obscurely: "Compared with your utilitarianism, I still prefer Yaoyao's purity. That girl can always give people a sense of intimacy, you..."

The old man looked at the pork head and Erguotou on the coffee table, "It's because of your filial piety. If you ask your subordinates to buy it for you, I'm too lazy to tell you a word."

Chen Beitian, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat. He subconsciously glanced at Han Xiaozhou, who just pressed the old man's shoulder seriously.

Han Chengxuan was also embarrassed. If the third uncle had not told him the four words "Sincere is the spirit", he would have liked to ask for help while he was searching for people in the city.

"Grandpa Cheng, I'll go in and get the dishes and chopsticks out."

After Han Chengxuan entered the kitchen, Chen Beitian stepped forward and clasped his fists and shouted: "Teacher,"

"Don't scream." The old man interrupted Chen Beitian, "I just gave you a few tricks, and I can't talk about the relationship between master and apprentice."

Chen Beitian was not too embarrassed, but just smiled bitterly. Over the years, the old man had never recognized him as his apprentice.

Han Chengxuan walked out of the kitchen and held the pork head meat mixed with seasonings in his hand.

"Grandpa Cheng, try it." Han Chengxuan put the plate and handed the chopsticks to the old man with both hands.

The old man took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of half fat and half thin pork meat and put it into his mouth, squinted his eyes and chewed it carefully.

Han Chengxuan bent over, his eyes widened, and he looked at the old man nervously.

As the old man's throat moved and swallowed, Han Chengxuan breathed a little relieved. "Grandpa Cheng, how does it taste?"

The old man nodded, "It's not something that can be made in a big hotel."

Han Chengxuan finally showed a smile on his face. He was about to say that he would go to that store to buy it in the future, but his smile froze on his face the next second.

The old man said slowly: "As for the taste, it is still much worse than the one at the entrance of the alley."

Han Chengxuan stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer for a moment. When he came here before, he did not notice that there was a roasted bacon at the entrance of the alley.

Han Xiaozhou smiled and said to Han Chengxuan: "You are just too honest. Mr. Cheng likes to eat pork head meat, so his favorite shop must be nearby. Otherwise, he would have to go there every time he was greedy.

It would be inconvenient to be far away.”

Han Chengxuan suddenly realized and quickly poured wine for the old man and said, "I'm sorry Grandpa Cheng, I'm not thinking well, I'll apologize to you."

The old man just smiled faintly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. "I ate the meat and drink the wine, tell me, what's wrong."

Han Chengxuan quickly filled the empty cup, "It's nothing, I just miss you, come and see you."

The old man looked smiley, "I remember when you were a child, you were very naughty and dared to pee on my bed."

Han Chengxuan said: "I was ignorant when I was a child, but now I think about it, it really shouldn't be."

The old man smiled, "It's better to be sensible and sensible, it's better to be ignorant and ignorant. I think you were still cute when you were a child."

Han Hyo-jo stopped to give the old man a massage, turned to the side of the old man, and sat on a small stool next to the coffee table.

"Old Cheng, Chengxuan is different from Yaoyao. Yaoyao can live the life she wants happily. Chengxuan must assume the responsibility of the family. It is precisely because of the Han family like Chengxuan who is carrying the burden forward, so that

There is a free and easy life for the Han family like Yaoyao."

The old man looked at Han Hyo-joo with half-closed eyes, "You can reason with me again."

Han Xiaozhou smiled and said, "I dare not, I dare not, I just feel that Chengxuan is a little wronged."

The old man's eyes fell on Han Chengxuan, "Are you wronged?"

Han Chengxuan shook his head and smiled, "Don't feel wronged, no aggrieved, this is the responsibility that the Han family men should bear."

The old man looked at Han Hyo-jo again, "Do you think Yaoyao is free?"

Han Hyo-ju did not avoid the old man's obvious questioning eyes and said slowly: "There is no absolute freedom in this world."

The old man smiled, "It's worthy of being Xiao Zhuge. You have said everything, and it seems to make sense no matter how you say it."

Han Xiaozhou smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Cheng, you grew up watching me. Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

The old man picked up a piece of pork head and put it in his mouth, and said in a vague way: "I knew it when I was a child, and the older I got, the less I could understand it."

Han Chengxuan handed the wine glass to the old man and said, "Grandpa Cheng, we are visiting you today, there is really no other purpose."

The old man took his eyes back from Han Xiaozhou, took the wine glass and took a sip of the wine. "That's good, this intrigue world is really annoying. It's too difficult to live a life where an ordinary old man waits for death."

At this time, a crisp ringtone of the cell phone rang. Han Chengxuan took out his phone and hung up directly, but he didn't even see who called it.

The old man took a sip of wine, "The meat and wine are left, and everyone can leave, you are all very busy."

Han Chengxuan was about to say he was not busy, but Han Xiaozhou spoke first: "Chengxuan, we won't disturb Mr. Cheng."

The three of them walked out of Chengji tailoring shop, and Han Chengxuan said with a loss: "Grandpa Cheng has a deep prejudice against us."

Han Xiaozhou looked calm and composed, "The meat and wine were left behind, which means that the old man still has feelings for the Han family, which is enough."

Han Chengxuan nodded, "I often come to see him when I have time in the future."

Han Xiaozhou smiled and said, "It's better to bring Yaoyao with him, as he will be in a better mood."
Chapter completed!