The driver parked the carriage on the side of the road with ease.

The melodious sound of a piano came from the yard. Qin Canglan didn't understand music, and the sound of playing the piano and beating cotton made no difference to him.

He waited in the carriage for a while, and the coachman asked if he wanted to go in and ask, but he refused.

He was a rough man, and his family had finally produced a talented girl who was good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He had to cherish her and must not disturb his granddaughter from learning the piano.

But the sound was really a bit hypnotic, and he felt sleepy after listening to it, so he decided to go downstairs for a walk.

As soon as he got down to the ground, he noticed a rustling noise.

The intuition of a military general made him alert instantly. He had been on the edge of a knife many times over the years and had made countless enemies. Out of ten people, seven or eight of them probably wanted to kill him.

but--

It's not so easy to take Qin Canglan's life! He touched the dagger at his waist inconspicuously and walked towards the slightly swaying tree step by step.

If Su Xiaoxiao were here, she would definitely recognize that this was the big tree where she was retching under a man holding a guqin when she and Dahu were walking the pony in the morning.

The movement in the tree did not come from anyone else, but from the big tiger.

Da Hu had already taken the pony for a stroll in the morning, and he didn't want to take his brothers for a stroll a second time, so he ran away quietly.

He was very curious about the sounds coming from this house, and he happened to have learned how to climb trees.

Qin Canglan looked at the swaying branches above his head and snorted coldly: "Sneaky! Who are you? Prepare to die!"

He is very tall and strong, and even though he is old, his body is still as straight as a pine tree.

An ordinary person might not be able to reach it even if he jumped up, so he just stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

Then he saw a cute little glutinous rice ball.

He has a round little face, big eyes like black grapes, eyebrows that reveal his heroic spirit, a little sweat on the tip of his nose from climbing trees, and his little mouth is slightly open.

Because of my recent teething, I've been drooling a lot.

Da Hu was caught. He hugged the tree trunk and stared at him blankly, like a chubby little iron-eating beast.

Qin Canglan was stunned for a moment.

The hand loosened.

Snap! The branch he was holding bounced, and Dahu was thrown out! Qin Canglan's eyes moved, and he flew up and hugged Dahu, who was holding his head in mid-air and curled up into a small ball.

This child is so smart!

Qin Canglan landed steadily while holding Dahu.

What surprised Qin Canglan was that the little guy in his arms was not scared to tears, but looked at him excitedly.

As if to say: Do it again! Do it again! Qin Canglan suddenly laughed: "You are quite brave."

He is not big and he would not be able to climb such a tall tree at such a young age.

"Where do you live?" Qin Canglan asked.

Da Hu didn't answer him immediately, but blinked and looked down.

Wow.

So high.

Qin Canglan said: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

Qin Canglan looks very fierce, the kind that can scare children to tears when he gets serious.

Dahu pointed to his own home obediently.

Qin Canglan frowned: "You can't speak?"

Da Hu blinked.

Qin Canglan has never had a good relationship with children. When children see him, they are so scared that they dare not speak.

He didn't ask any more questions.

He bent down, intending to put the tiger on the ground.

Da Hu's little feet were curled up and refused to touch the ground.

Qin Canglan had no choice but to pick up Dahu again.

This is strange. Did he scare himself silly with this child? There are few children who dare to let him hold them.

But Su Cheng took his kids for a horse ride, and when he got home he found one of them was missing, which scared him so much that his hair stood on end! When Su Cheng recalled the experience of the three of them running into the mountains and hiding, he still felt scared.

It just so happened that Su Ergou went out to buy groceries again, and there was no one to look after the house. He couldn't leave Erhu and Xiaohu at home and go out to look for someone by himself.

Just when he was getting extremely anxious, a tall and burly old man with white hair and beard came into the yard carrying Da Hu.

It’s a bit inappropriate to call him “grandfather”. Although he has some white beard and hair, his tall stature and steady steps are so strong that even young people are not as robust as him.

He was dressed like a martial artist, wearing black boots, with a sword with a ferocious totem pattern hanging around his waist, looking very ferocious!

Old Man Su secretly calculated in his heart that he could only be a village bully in the countryside because he lacked a set of equipment...

Old Man Su looked away reluctantly, and he would also buy himself a set later...

Old Man Su went to pick up Dahu.

Dahu sighed like a little adult and stretched out his hand to his grandfather.

"Where did you go just now? Did you run around again?" Old Man Su asked Dahu seriously.

Da Hu's eyes rolled around, and he came down with his little butt twisted, and ran to the backyard grunting!

Su Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "This kid! Tell your mother later!"

Only Su Cheng and Qin Canglan were left in the yard.

Su Cheng has always been clear about gratitude and grudges. Since the other party sent Da Hu back, he should at least express his gratitude.

Su Cheng said seriously: "Thank you for sending my grandson back."

Qin Canglan's body trembled: "Is that your grandson?"

"Yeah." Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, and raised his cat-like face, which he thought was extremely handsome, but was actually covered with kitchen dust. "Although I look very young, I am already thirty-seven this year!"

People in the countryside get married early. It is common for them to become fathers in their teens and grandfathers in their thirties.

Qin Canglan paused and said, "Thirty-seven, you are the same age as my son."

Su Cheng looked him up and down and said pertinently, "You are growing up a little too fast."

Qin Canglan: “…”

Su Cheng asked, "Are you a neighbor living here?"

Qin Canglan said, "I'm passing by. My granddaughter is learning piano nearby. I came over for a walk."

"Oh." Su Cheng moved a small stool and sat down, and handed him a small stool as well, "My daughter also learned the guqin for a few days when she was young."

Qin Canglan sat down on the small stool.

It was already funny to see Su Cheng sitting on the small stool. He was much bigger than Su Cheng and looked like a mountain pressing down on him.

"Really?" He tried to adapt to the small stool.

Su Cheng said: "Yes, she is very talented, but she learns too fast. The teachers can't teach her, so they let her drop out of school."

Qin Canglan: Young man, you are exaggerating a bit.

Su Cheng was indeed bragging.

His fat daughter has never even touched a piano, let alone learned it. Country people can barely fill their stomachs, so where would they get the spare money to tinker with this thing?

"Huh? You like grapefruit too?"

Qin Canglan noticed a pomelo tree in the yard.

Su Cheng waved his hand: "Oh, it's a random plant. I can't eat it. It will give me rashes all over my body."

Qin Canglan's eyes widened in surprise: "What a coincidence, my son is also like this!"

"Hmm." Su Chengcai didn't care about his son.

Su Cheng glanced at him twice, rolled his eyes, and asked, "You should be a big eater, right?"

Qin Canglan: What's the problem? Su Cheng coughed lightly and picked up the small dustpan beside him: "Thank you for saving Dahu. I don't have anything to treat you. I'll just bake some sweet potatoes at home. Try them."

Finish it quickly, so he won't have to eat it! Qin Canglan looked at the black lumps in the dustpan and seriously suspected that what he handed to him were some pieces of burnt charcoal.

"It's delicious." Su Cheng recommended it enthusiastically.

Qin Canglan picked up a sweet potato.

Su Cheng added: "We don't like wasting food."

Qin Canglan is a man who has chewed tree roots and eaten Guanyin soil, and he is not picky about food.

Besides, it may not look that good, but it’s sweet potato after all, how bad can it be?

Qin Canglan took a bite casually.

Next second.

His tiger body shook, and a surge of tiger energy rushed straight to the top of his head!

The monthly ticket is almost 300, my dears, work harder, there will be three updates tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)