Originally at the dinner table, the atmosphere was a little depressing because of the sadness on Dong Ming's face.
Because of grandpa's words, the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more relaxed.
Dong Ming sighed and shook his head, then explained with a smile: "I just thought about my childhood. It's an old problem."
Grandpa had a look on his face that said, "We are the same age, I understand." "When I was a child, my family didn't grow many white radishes, and we only ate them a few times a year. We grew sweet potatoes and peanuts, and some vegetables. Tofu was the most common food, and we only ate meat a few times. Look at how high the living standards are now, and we can eat meat every day."
Grandpa couldn’t even imagine what life would be like in his time if he could eat meat freely.
It's a pity that the two people obviously have completely different life experiences since childhood, and they lament about different things.
Xu Qingzhi knew his grandfather's personality well. If they started talking about it, he would talk about how he was naughty at school when he was a child, how he inherited the family's skill of making tofu, how he fell seriously ill when he was a teenager, and then how he followed an old Chinese doctor to the mountains to collect herbs and so on.
Anyway, Xu Qingzhi could basically recite his grandfather's life experience by heart.
It’s not that she didn’t want to listen, but she was afraid that grandpa would find someone to chat with and get too excited, and then he wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.
She picked up a piece of tender chicken and put it in Grandpa's bowl, "Grandpa, here you go, the chicken thigh, the most tender part."
"Eat it by yourself," said Grandpa.
That being said, he did not take the meat back into the bowl.
When you get older, you always pay extra attention to this aspect. You are afraid that the chopsticks will be stained with your saliva, and if you pick up food for someone, it will make people dislike you.
Even the good grandchildren are no exception.
"Qingzhi, how about your family come to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year with us this year?"
Mr. Huo asked this question unexpectedly.
Xu Qingzhi was stunned by the question.
"ah?"
Xu Fuqiang, who was standing by, thought about the chickens, ducks, cows, and pigs at home. He was worried and frowned, saying, "It's not very convenient to leave the house."
Wang Yanmei poked her husband with her elbow and said with a smile, "It's still early before the New Year, let's discuss it."
Neither agreed nor refused in person.
When it comes to social skills, Ms. Wang is the best.
Old Master Huo smiled kindly, nodded, and then said to the people beside him: "Grandpa Qingzhi should come as well, and let Feng Yan take you to have a good time in Kyoto."
Xu Dongru waved his hand, a direct gesture of refusal, "No, no, I'm an old man, how can I go so far away?"
It's not about saving people's face.
But most of the elderly people in the village think so. When they get old, they will be disliked wherever they go.
Even if they go on a long trip, they would at most go to the county town. Even if the children go somewhere far away to play and ask if they want to go, the elderly will refuse due to health reasons.
Actually, I want to go too.
I just don't want to cause trouble for the kids.
Wang Yanmei, who was standing by, tried to smooth things over, “Grandpa Qingzhi is old, and his body won’t be able to handle sitting in the car for too long.”
"I was inconsiderate. I thought that before Qingzhi and Feng Yan got married, I should invite you to visit our home." Old Master Huo smiled, without any displeasure on his face.
Having lived to this age and seen so many hypocritical people, I admire Grandpa Qingzhi's genuine nature of speaking his mind.
Wang Yanmei's face was full of smiles.
Only Xu Qingzhi looked confused.
What? She and Huo Fengyan are getting married? After dinner, Xu Fuqiang drove the three old people away.
Xu Qingzhi cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen, preparing to go upstairs to wash up and go to bed.
Wang Yanmei held her hand and warned her, "Don't ride the tricycle these days, and don't do anything rash in front of Xiao Huo's grandfather. Also, regarding the betrothal gift, your parents have no objection. Any amount is fine. It's just a formality. Your parents will return the money to you two, and will also give you some extra dowry..."
Xu Qingzhi interrupted quickly, "Wait, Mom, when did I say I was getting married?"
"The other person's grandfather has come to our house and invited our family to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year. He has made it very clear that the matter will be settled by the end of this year." Wang Yanmei was very happy.
Wang Yanmei was surprised: "You broke up with Xiao Huo?"
Xu Qingzhi shook his head.
"You are just dating someone but not getting married. You are a hooligan." Wang Yanmei criticized her own daughter mercilessly.
Xu Qingzhi went upstairs to his room and received a video call from Huo Fengyan, so he told him about this matter.
"I don't know how it suddenly became that you and I are going to get married."
Huo Fengyan was in the room, and it could be seen at a glance in the black and white bedroom.
He chuckled: "Zhizhi, I will explain it to grandpa."
Xu Qingzhi nodded.
After all, she and Feng Yan are different from ordinary people. There is more than a hundred years to go, and there is still a long way to go in the future.
After marriage, it is no longer a matter of two people, but a matter of two families.
It was troublesome just thinking about it, and she didn't want to do that for the time being.
When she was fourteen years old, most of the romance novels she read were about women depending on men. The female protagonist would feel delighted when the male protagonist praised her for being sensible and well-behaved. The beautiful love story ended with the wedding of the male and female protagonists, and sometimes there would be a special chapter about a cute child.
It seems that "marriage" is the perfect ending to a beautiful love story, and children are the added dessert.
Indeed, this is not wrong.
It's just that she has experienced three worlds and hundreds of years, and her mentality has changed drastically.
She doesn't like children, so she won't have any.
I have no plans to get married at the moment, so I don't want marriage to be forced by others. It should be a natural thing between two people.
After the video call ended, Xu Qingzhi went to wash up and then entered the spiritual space.
With the fingers forming a seal, three little paper people floated towards the chrysanthemums.
Now that we have the money, we need to prepare the hundred cans of chrysanthemums.
The seven crows that usually loved to fly around in the sky were nowhere to be seen today.
Xu Qingzhi felt strange for a moment, looked around for a while, and asked, "Why can't I see them today?"
The big cat was licking its fur nearby.
"Meow~"
Master, don't look for them anymore. They are scared by the bald man's prototype and are hiding.
In the distance, a huge black bird is diligently looking for insects for its owner's vegetable garden. Once it finds one, it pecks it into its mouth. Apart from its huge appearance, it is very well-behaved.
Xu Qingzhi walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
The crow has two round blood-red eyes.
“Ga ga~”
I went to scare that little bastard, but my spiritual energy has been exhausted and I can't become smaller.
Xu Qingzhi hadn't sensed the crow in the spiritual space before, and thought it had gone out to play. She tapped its head lightly with her index finger, and in an instant, the scary spiritual pet turned back into a small, normal crow.
Xu Qingzhi warned: "Don't do this next time. If you are caught, you will be taken to the laboratory for dissection."
"Haha~" Master, what is dissection? Xu Qingzhi gestured with his hands twice, "Just like that, take a small knife and cut open your stomach, and take out the things inside one by one for research."
The crow's little head shrank, and it no longer had the same momentum as before.
"Haha~" This crow will never dare to do that again.
(End of this chapter)