Chapter 2798

The old man was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket full of patches. He looked familiar. Ruan Jiaojiao felt as if she had seen him before, but she couldn't remember who he was.

The old man was also stunned when he stared at them. After a few seconds, he seemed to react. His eyes lit up, and he ran over, leaving behind the half-picked radish.

"Uncle Xu." Ruan Qing recognized him and called out first.

The others then recognized that this was Xu Jianhong, and Ruan Jiaojiao also hurriedly called out, "Uncle Xu."

"Hey, you've grown so big, Uncle Xu didn't recognize you for a while..." Xu Jianhong stared at the few people, his expression somewhat embarrassed. His hands, which were black due to frostbite, wiped his body again and again, looking at Ruan Jiaojiao helplessly, wanting to say something but not knowing.

Xu Jianhong and Ruan Jianguo are from the same generation in the village, so there is a "Jian" in their names. They are not much different in age, and Ruan Jianguo is even the oldest of their generation.

But Ruan Jianguo, who is fifty years old, still looks very young. If he hadn't kept himself clean, there would be countless girls clinging to him.

But Xu Jianhong in front of him is obviously younger than Ruan Jianguo, but he already looks like an old man, and his eyes are even more cloudy.

He looked at Ruan Jiaojiao hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak. He grunted for a long time but didn't say a word.

Ruan Lei broke the silence and asked him: "Uncle Xu, everyone in the village is having a feast at my house today, why don't you go?"

Hearing this, Xu Jianhong turned his eyes away from Ruan Jiaojiao. He looked at Ruan Lei, then at Ruan Jiaojiao, and finally turned around and ran away without even taking the big white radish.

Ruan Jiaojiao felt puzzled, but didn't think much about it. Duan Xin pointed at the wooden door next to him with an incredible look on his face: "Don't say this is your old house? It's too shabby..."

The old house of the Ruan family is a mud brick house. Even if the Ruan family has repaired it over the years, the mud brick house without people living in it looks particularly shabby in the building full of smoke.

Especially the door is the kind of wooden door that looks rotten, which makes the house look even more shabby.

Duan Xin grew up in Beidu and has lived in a villa since he could remember. Naturally, he looked down on such a mud-brick house, but in the eyes of the Ruan family, it was the most beautiful memory.

Looking at this door, the scene of the four families living together in the past seemed to emerge in front of him. After

Duan Xin finished speaking, no one paid attention to him. Duan Xin was bored. Seeing that they all missed him and entered the door, he quickly touched his nose and followed.

The Ruan family really wasted their time to renovate this old house. As soon as she entered the door, Ruan Jiaojiao found that there was almost no change here. No one had lived there for so many years, but it was clean and tidy.

Looking at these familiar scenes, Ruan Jiaojiao's heart was filled with an indescribable complex emotion.

"Thinking back, I was happiest when I was a kid. It was so good back then." Ruan Lei couldn't help but sigh.

"It was good. I could go to my uncle's house every day to eat and drink." Ruan Wei smiled.

"You talk as if you don't go." Ruan Lei glared at him and turned to go into his own quarters.

Ruan smiled coquettishly. At that time, four families lived under one roof. Except for Liu Zhaodi, there was almost no dirtiness. When there was something delicious, everyone ate together, played together, and even knelt together when punished. It was indeed the happiest time.