After hearing what Old Man Qiu said, Xu Yi laughed: "Old Man Qiu, you have calculated well, but fortunately I didn't go to eat steamed pork with noodles."

"Hehehe..."

Old man Qiu smiled and said, "Do you think you can run away?"

While speaking, Xu Yi had already turned his head and looked not far away.

Under the dim street lights, a young and graceful figure walked happily.

The seventeen-year-old girl is wearing a light blue dress and has collagen on her face, and she looks very cute.

Old Man Qiu didn't lie, his granddaughter was indeed pretty.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Nan."

The girl ran over with a smile on her face and put the lunch box in her hand in front of Xu Yi's eyes: "Grandpa Nan, this is the steamed pork that Xiao Mo brought to you."

"Xiao Mo is so good. He still cares about Grandpa Nan if you have something delicious."

Xu Yi had devoted himself to the role of an old man, so he did not feel abrupt when he said this, but took it for granted.

The girl's name is Qiumo. Xu Yi once asked the old man Qiu why he called this name. Qiu's old man said that the Qiu family has no male family. In the future, the granddaughter will get married and the child will be born with the other person's surname. Qiu's family will be broken in this generation. Isn't it Mo?

When he said this, Old Man Qiu said it with a smile.

But Xu Yi saw a hint of sadness in his eyes.

What Old Man Qiu couldn't let go of is not that the Qiu family had no male members, but that he could not let go of his son who died in southern Xinjiang and died in battle to defend his country.

"Grandpa Nan, eat it while it's hot, otherwise the taste will not be so good." The sound of autumn is as moving as a yellow oriole.

Xu Yi grinned, revealing a bit of broken teeth, picked up a piece of steamed meat with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then gave it a thumbs up: "It's delicious! Old Man Qiu, you are lucky."

"Hehe, that's it."

Old man Qiu smiled proudly.

"It's not OK to have meat and wine alone."

Xu Yi said: "Why do you go home and get some medicinal wine you made? Then go to Niu Dachun to get some side dishes for me?"

Old Man Qiu blew his beard and glared: "Old Man Nan, don't be too arrogant! Otherwise, there will be no steamed pork in the paste!"

"Grandpa Nan, Grandpa Qiu!"

Another shout rang out.

The two old men and the girl looked at each other and saw a tall and handsome young man.

He also looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing simple clothes, carrying a bag in one hand and a wine pot in the other.

Xu Yi keenly noticed that Qiu Mo looked at the boy's eyes with a bright light shining.

The boy's name is Yunxin, and he is the son of Widow Yun on the street.

Yun Xin's father, also a soldier from the southern border, died nine years ago. Coincidentally, he was a legion with Hongye's father and died in that vast sneak attack.

Widow Yun knew that her husband died in battle, and she did not cry or make a fuss. She received a pension from southern Xinjiang and stayed here and opened a small restaurant. She never remarried over the years and pulled Yun Xin alone.

Someone came to the door to talk about the matchmaking, but Widow Yun refused, saying that the only thought in her life was her son, and nothing else mattered.

Time is like a carving knife in the hand of an art master. It has failed to let Widow Yun down, and carved Yun Xin into a young and promising appearance.

Yun Xin is a talented person, kind-hearted and hard-working student, and has passed the first examination of the Hanlin Academy. He is likely to go to the Hanlin Academy in the future, so he can be considered a true honor to his ancestors and his family.

"My mother knew that Grandpa Nan hadn't had dinner yet, so she made some side dishes and a pot of wine."

Yun Xin walked over with a smile, took out the three boxes of side dishes in the bag, and then delivered the wine pot to Xu Yi's eyes.

Then, Yun Xin's eyes naturally fell on Qiu Mi's body, and his handsome face, which was clearly angular, looked a little red under the light.

"Uncle Nan! Uncle Qiu is here too, it's such a coincidence."

A middle-aged woman in her forties walked over with a lunch box in her hand and said with a smile: "Yun Xin, this child, has taken all the wine and food, and forgot to get the rice."

As he said that, Widow Yun put the lunch box in front of Xu Yi: "Uncle Nan, you can eat it first."

Xu Yi looked left and right and said, "Okay, what conspiracy is there? Come on the truth!"

Old Man Qiu touched his bare head and smiled and said, "You eat first, and you can talk about it after eating."

Xu Yi shook his head repeatedly: "That won't happen. If things are not clear, I will suffer the consequences of this wine and food."

"Oh, Uncle Nan, please have dinner first, don't get hungry." Widow Yun covered her mouth and smiled.

Xu Yi picked up the chopsticks, slowly picked up a bite of the cabbage, chewed it for a few times, picked up the wine pot and tilted his head and took it, and said, "For the sake of Qiu Mo and Yun Xin's two children?"

The boy and girl had red faces.

Old man Qiu and Widow Yun smiled honestly.

Xu Yi guessed correctly.

"Wait, there are no playboys, are the gentry and bullies coming to intervene?" Xu Yi asked.

This kind of drama is the most common.

I don’t know if the playboys and gentry bullies in the world have made an appointment to do such bad things.

At the same time, I don’t know if all the knights in the world have made an appointment. They will definitely encounter such a thing. Then they will see injustice and help each other and become famous.

"Uncle Nan, don't worry. Our Yunxin passed the first examination at the Hanlin Academy. Who dares to bully us? Uncle Qiu, do you think so?" Widow Yun said proudly.

Old Man Qiu nodded repeatedly and said to Xu Yi: "Old Man Nan, don't think about it. Xiao Yunniang and I just wanted to finalize the marriage between Yun Xin before the child Yun Xin went to the capital. Our Ru Meng County name sounds good, and few of us are knowledgeable. Over the years, the economic development has been getting better and better, so we have almost thrown away the things of our ancestors."

Xu Yi was at ease and ate vegetables, stewed rice and drank: "What kind of things do you want to make out of our ancestors?"

"Calculate the eight characters and look at the auspicious day..."

"Isn't these old ghosts who set up stalls on the bridge okay?" Xu Yi asked with a smile.

Old Man Qiu touched his bald head again and said, "Xiao Yunniang, I just said don't beat around the bush, right? Old Man Nan is so thief, I haven't even lost even if I play mahjong..."

Xu Yi smiled.

"Grandpa Nan..."

Yun Xin said respectfully: "Actually, Yun Xin doesn't want to go to Hanlin Academy. I want you, the wise man, to give me some advice."

Qiu Mo said: "Grandpa Nan, Xiao Mo doesn't want Yun Xin to join the army. If Yun Xin doesn't want to go to Hanlin Academy, he will live a peaceful life in the Willow Street."

Xu Yi nodded.

He understands.

Yun Xin didn't want to go to Hanlin Academy, he wanted to go to southern Xinjiang, but Qiu Mi didn't want him to go.

Young boys and girls are childhood sweethearts and grew up together.

There are no thrilling love stories, nor any ups and downs of love, hate and love.

Some are just kissing the two little girls, and the mutual support and mourning of the warbler and the grass in March.

A man has a love and a woman has a intention, and it should have been a match made by heaven.

Yun Xin wanted to go to southern Xinjiang and follow his father's old path. Widow Yun did not support him, but did not dissuade him, giving Yun Xin absolute freedom.

But Qiu Mi couldn't let him go. Old man Qiu thought Yun Xin was a reliable grandson-in-law and didn't want him to go.

In the three southern states, many children did not return to war, and the families of heroes and martyrs were all accompanied by tears.
Chapter completed!