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Chapter 93 Grandpa

But the only difference between this place and Linjiazhuang may be this thatched cottage. In Linjiazhuang, there is no thatched cottage in the ancestral graveyard of the Lin family, and there are no people watching the graves. Maybe before, there was an old tile-roofed house, and there was an old tile-roofed house.

An old bachelor without a wife lived there and became a gravekeeper. When we were children, we would feel very scared when we saw the old man. We always felt that he was a ghost coming out of the cemetery. Baidu search

He would plant peanuts in the cemetery, and we would steal lots and lots of peanuts, but later, there would be no more.

My fearful and tangled heart suddenly calmed down when I saw the cemetery layout that was almost exactly the same as that of Linjiazhuang. I seemed to feel that I had returned to Linjiazhuang and to the ancestral graves. Here, all

All the ancestors of our Lin family were buried.

In front of this thatched cottage, there is a stove. On the stove, there is a kettle, which is emitting white gas. It makes a hissing sound and has been boiled. What does this mean? It means that this thatched cottage is not related to Linjiazhuang.

Just like that abandoned small tile-roofed house, there are people living in it.

It must be a human or a ghost. There is no need to boil water, right?

I suddenly became curious about who would live here. I walked towards the thatched cottage. I was very nervous and excited, but definitely not afraid. I just felt like I was playing hide and seek with Erdan and the others when I was a child, until I got closer.

I walked into this thatched cottage and knocked gently on the door.

Then I held my breath, and my heart almost reached the position of my throat. I stared at the door, and someone inside walked to the door, because I had already heard the footsteps, the footsteps inside, arrived.

door.

Then the door opened, and what came into view was a face full of wrinkles like a fold, and a head of gray hair.

When I saw this face, my head exploded with a buzz, and I felt a super strange emotion in an instant, leading to my limbs and bones, making my whole body boil and tremble.

, I really have no way to describe what this feeling is like. In the end, this feeling turned into tears and flowed down.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

I wanted to call out these two words, but I found that I hadn't called out for a long time. In other words, in my memory and my subsequent understanding of him, this person's whole person was subverted and even changed.

This is not how I feel alone.

The old man in front of me, dressed in linen clothes and with wrinkles all over his body like the roots of an old tree, is my grandfather. He is my grandfather Lin, who was dying for the first seven days and would come back to me every seventh day.

Grandpa, I finally called out. I was once again faced with this old man who everyone said would not die so easily. This old man had planned his whole life for me. I was really wronged, and it was hard to explain.

What on earth do you want me to do to make my life so tiring?

How can I turn such a peaceful life into the mess it is now? Are you still the grandfather who loves me?

As soon as my knees softened, I knelt down on the ground, hugged his legs, and shouted: Grandpa.

He looked down at me, touched my head and said: Xiaofan, you are here.

Xiaofan, you are here, this is what he said, but he did not say, Xiaofan, why are you here? This sentence almost made me choke. How could I come here and be pushed into that skeleton formation by Jiuliang?

All this is within Grandpa's plan

Get up. Grandpa smiled at me and dragged me to stand up. His biggest problem is his yellow teeth, which are particularly obvious when he smiles. When he was alive, I said that times have changed and you need to brush your teeth.

, but he didn’t listen, said it was troublesome, and hated the taste of toothpaste.

He is a good, well-hidden old man who is a master of the world, but he insists on being extremely vulgar.

I was lifted up by him. Originally, I really had a thousand words to ask him, but now, after seeing this old man who had clearly left me, I suddenly felt that if I pestered him to ask for the answer now,

, all that is so meaningless, and I don’t want to ruin the feeling of family reunion, although I know that this may be just a dream.

Come inside, it's a bit cold. He smiled and tied his hands in his sleeves. He looked even more vulgar, no different from the old men on the street.

I said, Grandpa, I already know that you are a master. There is no need to pretend in front of me. Are you tired? I looked at him like this, and I almost wanted to laugh.

He tightened his hands again, smiled, showed his yellow teeth, and said: Master, hey, what does it mean to be a master? Master, you don’t have to poop or fart.

These words of "you, you, you" made me feel more cordial. I was completely offended by him and laughed, almost to the point of crying.

This is still my grandfather, my grandfather Lin.

No matter how powerful a person he is, at least in front of me, he is still him.

I walked into the house and found that there was a bow and arrow in the house. It was a very big bow and arrow. It looked very domineering. However, when you look at it, you feel like you are bending a bow to shoot a big eagle. In addition to this, there is another

There is a small bed with a neatly folded quilt and a pair of rain boots under the bed. There is also a stove in the main room with a kettle burning on it.

He found a small stool, wiped it with his clothes, smiled at me and said: Sit, sit.

I said, can we really be a little bit like a master? When I looked at him like this, I really wanted to laugh. A man who had already turned into a peerless master in my heart would do such a vulgar action.

Okay

Hehe, okay, grandpa, let me show you my hand. He smiled at me.

Then, he didn't look at my face, but looked at my belly and said: Hey, little guy, wake up, have you slept enough?

When he smiled and spoke, his mouth was still full of yellow teeth, and his words were very ordinary, as if he was calling a puppy. But the next moment, I suddenly felt the blue dragon that I had not felt in my body for a long time.

, suddenly stood up and let out a huge roar like a roaring dragon.

That green dragon burst out with huge light at that moment.

The next moment, the eight golden Tai Chi formations also rose slowly in the darkness. The green dragon was as cheerful as when it was freed for the first time. The roar of the dragon was endless. What I felt at the moment was nothing but surprise.

Then it's still a surprise.

I looked at my grandfather with a face full of disbelief. The injection that the Japanese had studied for decades, which sealed the divine power in my body, was awakened again by my grandfather's words.

Hey, master, he put his hand into his sleeve again and said with his mouth full of yellow teeth.

I really can't stand his tall guy. I really can't put it into words. How can I put it? He's just a funny guy.

Then watch carefully. Grandpa deliberately squirmed his face, looked at my belly, stared and said: "What are you calling? If you call me again, I will bury you."

The next moment, the green dragon that regained its freedom and began to writhe and roar showed a look of fear on its face. It shrank and circled inside my body, and finally landed on the Eight Formations of Tai Chi, closing its

Before I opened my eyes, I even glanced timidly at my grandfather, who was extremely docile.

Is this a master? Grandpa said to me like a child asking for credit.

Tall shit, I said.

"You can't praise me," he said with his head stretched out.

OK, you have become a master. I rolled my eyes at him and said.

He cupped his hand to me, showed a shy expression, waved his hand and said, "Oh, I'm flattered, I'm rewarded, it's just so so."

I looked at him and suddenly felt a little sad. In the past, I would have really thought that he was just an old naughty boy, but now, after I know his life plan, I know how hard he worked.

Everything about him, his smile, his amusement, how hard it is to pretend

Grandpa, are you tired? I asked him with red eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, and his face became serious for a moment, but at the next moment, he smiled again and showed his yellow teeth and said: Serving the people is not hard work.

I gave him the middle finger.

What else can I do


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