"well."

The elegant old man's eyebrows are relaxed.

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

His old classmates really made him a lot of snacks.

"Your grandpa did all this?"

The elegant old man felt this.

"so amazing."

…

"Thanks."

Xiao Xiao arched his eyebrows.

"The snacks made by grandpa are delicious."

…

"Um."

After the elegant old man swallowed the snack in his mouth, he nodded in agreement.

"Your grandfather can be called a master in his craftsmanship."

…

"Grandpa will be very happy to hear such high praise from you."

There was a bright smile in Xiao Xiao's eyes.

…

"What are you happy about?"

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

…

Xiao Xiao had a smile on his face and a serious look on his face.

"Grandpa cherishes every compliment."

Everyone who eats grandpa's snacks is different.

Every compliment is unique.

…

The elegant old man put his hands on his hands and smiled.

"indeed."

"Your grandfather has such a temperament."

“I’m very preoccupied with my major.”

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

…

The elegant old man ate snacks and chatted with Xiao Xiao many stories about his high school days with Xiao Xiao's grandfather.

Those green memories are now told by myself who is over fifty years old, which is particularly touching.

Youth...school...

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

It's too beautiful.

Like a piece of drawing paper covered with colorful paint.

There was also a lot of sparkling gold powder sprinkled on top.

Shining brightly in the long river of time.

…

"ah."

The elegant old man suddenly reacted.

"Shangqing, I'm sorry..."

He had been talking to Xiao Xiao. Although it was not intentional, in fact, he had indeed neglected his little friend.

The elegant old man is very sorry.

…

The Shangqing boy shook his head indifferently.

He heard many new stories that he had never heard from the old man before.

This was enough for it to ignore the rudeness of the old man's neglect of it.

"Your story is interesting."

…

"Yeah?"

The elegant old man instantly understood what his little friend meant.

He smiled.

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

…

"good."

Shangqing nodded.

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 us, it is interested in it.

It greedily takes everything.

…

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

"Shangqing, please wait for me."

The elegant old man got up and went to the study.

…

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

"This is an old book I found by chance from the garbage collector."

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

…

The elegant old man and the Shangqing boy had a heated discussion about this old book.

At this time, it was Xiao Xiao who was left out.

Xiao Xiao listened quietly.

He was amazed by the profound knowledge of one person and one demon.

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

…

Seeing the elegance on the face of the elegant old man and hearing the old man's energetic voice in his ears, Xiao Xiao's eyebrows arched slightly.

Grandpa told him that Grandpa Ouyang’s wife passed away a year ago.

Grandpa Ouyang rejected his children's suggestion to move to the city and chose to live alone in the suburbs.

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