"well."

The elegant old man stretched his eyebrows and eyes.

He looked carefully at the plates of snacks on the table.

The old classmate really made him a lot of snacks.

"Are these done by your grandfather?"

The elegant old man was inspired by his feelings.

"That's amazing."

...

"Thanks."

Xiao Xiao bent his eyebrows and eyes.

“Grandpa made delicious snacks.”

...

"Um."

After swallowing the snacks in his mouth, the elegant old man nodded in agreement.

"Your grandpa's craftsmanship can be called a master."

...

"Grandpa will be very happy to hear your high evaluation."

Xiao Xiao's eyes were filled with a bright smile.

...

"What are you happy with?"

The elegant old man said with a bit of teasing, "Your grandpa must have heard a lot of similar words."

...

Xiao Xiao smiled with a serious look on his face.

"Grandpa cherishes every praise."

Everyone who eats grandpa’s snacks is different.

Every praise is unique.

...

The elegant old man smiled with his palm.

"indeed."

"Your grandpa is such a person."

"I'm very 'fool-minded' in my profession."

"This is also what I admire most about your grandpa."

...

The elegant old man was eating snacks and chatted with Xiao Xiao a lot about his stories about his high school years with Xiao Xiao.

Those green past events are now spoken by myself who is over 50 years old, which is particularly touching.

Youth...School...

It's really a time that people can't help but miss.

Too beautiful.

It's like a piece of painted paper covered with colorful pigments.

There was also a lot of glittering gold powder sprinkled on it.

Shining brightly in the long river of time.

...

"ah."

The elegant old man suddenly reacted.

"Shangqing, I'm sorry..."

He has been talking to Xiao Xiao, although it was not intentional, but as far as facts are concerned, he has indeed neglected his friend.

The elegant old man is very sorry.

...

The boy in Shangqing shook his head indifferently.

It has heard many fresh stories that have never been told by the old man before.

This is enough for it to ignore the rudeness of the elderly snubting it.

“Your story is interesting.”

...

"Yeah?"

The elegant old man instantly understood what his friend meant.

He smiled.

"If you are willing to listen, I can tell you more stories about my past in the future."

...

"good."

Nodded on the count.

It likes to talk about the past and the present.

Whether it is the old and yellowed words in history or what is happening around you, it is interested.

It greedily obtains everything.

...

The elegant old man looked like he had thought of something.

"Shangqing, wait for me."

The old man Ruyi got up and went to the study room.

...

Soon, the Ruyi old man came back with a book.

"This is an old book I found by chance from someone who collected the garbage."

"It's a version I haven't seen before..."

...

The elegant old man and the Shangqing boy had a passionate discussion on this old book.

At this time, the neglected one became Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao listened quietly.

He was amazed by his profound knowledge of each person and his demon.

Just by listening, he felt that he had benefited a lot.

...

Looking at the elegant old man's face and the old man's full of energy, Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

Grandpa told him that Grandpa Ouyang's wife died a year ago.

Grandpa Ouyang rejected his children's advice to let him move to the city, and chose to live alone in the suburbs.

Grandpa Ouyang said he was used to this room.
Chapter completed!