No wonder this smell is so familiar, it is indeed Grandpa Zhai.
"Excuse me, where has Grandpa Zhai gone?"
Hearing this, the girl was a little surprised, "Do you know grandpa?"
Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes, I know you."
"Speaking of which, I have been eating the soy milk and fried dough sticks made by Grandpa Zhai for many years." ??
"When I thought about it today, I thought I was no longer here, but I didn't expect it."
Yang Yi smiled calmly.
Hearing this, the girl said, "Grandpa is basking in the sun upstairs. I will take you there."
"Thank you."
Rooftop rooftop.
A gray-haired old man was sitting on a Taishi chair, rocking casually, closing his eyes and enjoying the sunshine while eating fried dough sticks, drinking soy milk, and soaking the remaining fried dough sticks in the soy milk.
Such a picture, beautiful and comfortable.
At this time, the door to the rooftop opened.
"grandfather!"
The girl said in a clear voice, "Your friend is here to see you."
Behind the girl was Yang Yi, looking at Grandpa Zhai's back and introducing him with a smile.
Yang Yi's eyes naturally fell on that familiar figure, and he couldn't help but smile lightly and said.
"Grandpa Zhai."
When Grandpa Zhai heard this, he looked back and saw Yang Yi slowly walking towards him.
"Are you that boy Xiaoyi?"
Grandpa Zhai squinted his eyes and said.
"it's me."
Yang Yi nodded, then smiled and said, "Long time no see, Grandpa Zhai, your life now is really comfortable, I'm very envious."
This is indeed true. Yang Yi really envies a life like Grandpa Zhai's.
Live your old age quietly and peacefully, comply with the laws of nature, and live your whole life happily.
"Haha, what's there to be envious about? Isn’t that what happens when people get old?”
"Sit down quickly and have a drink with the old man!"
With that said, Grandpa Zhai stood up and walked towards a corner.
There was a huge wooden box placed there. When the wooden box was opened, there was only a jar of wine placed inside, which was tightly wrapped with sealant and sealed extremely well.
"Grandpa, I'm going down to get busy."
The girl smiled slightly and went downstairs to get busy.
"I haven't seen you in a few years, but you look a little older."
Grandpa Zhai smiled and took out two wine bowls, then poured a large bowl full of wine for the two of them.
The extremely rich aroma of wine suddenly spread in the air.
"Yes, everyone will grow old, not to mention, I am already forty years old."
Yang Yi walked over and picked up the two wine bowls, and the two of them walked to the rooftop to enjoy the breeze and chat.
"I haven't seen you for so long, and I thought you went away to make money, but after all this time, you're back again."
Grandpa Zhai raised the wine bowl with a smile, and Yang Yi did the same. The two touched it lightly, and after a sip of wine, the whole stomach was filled with hot and warm feelings.
"This wine is pretty good."
"Grandpa Zhai, aren't you reluctant to drink it after staying there for more than ten years?"
As an ordinary person now, Yang Yi's taste is naturally no different from that of ordinary people. He took a sip of wine and frowned slightly, but his body and mind felt extremely comfortable.
The taste of this wine is so mellow. If the wine is only a few years old, it is absolutely impossible to have such a taste.
"Yes, you kid, you still know your stuff!"
"I have kept this wine for a long time, if it weren't for you
When the boy comes, I can’t bear to drink it.”
Grandpa Zhai nodded with a smile, then picked up a fried dough stick from the plate and took a bite, chewing it slowly, closing his eyes and savoring it.
"You're welcome, let's eat."
Grandpa Zhai said, Yang Yi did not refuse, picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite.
It still has the same taste, no changes.
But now, Grandpa Zhai is over eighty years old and very old.
"Why do you suddenly want to take a look at me, an old man?"
After the two of them finished eating a whole fried dough stick, Grandpa Zhai asked.
Hearing this, Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I had the soy milk and fried dough sticks made by you. I miss the taste, so come over and try it."
"To put it into perspective, I started eating it when I was a teenager, and I still eat it now."
"You kid, after so many years of not seeing each other, you have learned to lie."
"Haha, drink!"
"I can't find anyone else to drink with me as an old man. I don't have the ability to drink well. You're here just in time. This time, you have to have a good drink with me!"
The two touched the wine bowl again, and then Grandpa Zhai sighed and said, "In total, ten years have passed, right?"
In fact, both of them had forgotten how many years had passed.
Even Yang Yi doesn't remember how old he is now.
"Yeah, ten years."
Yang Yi took another sip of wine and looked at the dazzling sun, which shone on his body and felt very comfortable.
"Grandpa Zhai, actually I have never been able to figure it out. Why do people live?"
"People live to make money, to make a lot of money. Everyone has their own pursuit, but when their pursuit is achieved, , what should we do?”
After listening to Yang Yi's question, Grandpa Zhai chuckled and said, "You are so young and you are starting to think about this."
"It is inevitable for people to have their own pursuits. If they don't have their own pursuits, how can they have the motivation to fight?"
"Everyone is not born to endure a mediocre life, so they try their best to make their lives better and better. Some people even fail to achieve this goal throughout their lives."
"It just depends on whether you have the ability. If you don't, everything is in vain."
After listening to Grandpa Zhai's words, Yang Yi was deeply touched.
It makes sense. People have their own pursuits in life.
"Take me for example. I am an old man who has lived for most of my life. Now half of my body is buried in the loess. Where can I have any pursuits?"
"People always think too much in this life. This is a common problem. However, the more you think, the more irritable and worried you become."
"Just facing the sun every day and enjoying the beauty brought by time, isn't it also an attitude towards life?"
As Grandpa Zhai spoke, he sighed, closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun, with a calm and peaceful expression, as if he had not thought about anything.
Seeing this, Yang Yi also closed his eyes, trying to empty his mind and let himself not think about anything, just like Grandpa Zhai, to enjoy the beauty of the sun.
However, even though he repeatedly told himself not to think about it, those complicated things would always echo in his mind, like a movie, playing scene after scene.
Within five minutes, Yang Yi couldn't help but open his eyes.
He couldn't calm down at all.
Every time he closed his eyes, those things would continue to create a sense of crisis in his heart.