The old man brought Qiu Yuling back with a dish of braised hairtail fish, a dish of stir-fried potato slices, a dish of stir-fried lamb tripe with green onions, and a bag of steamed buns, but Qiu Dahe was not in the room.
Qiu Yuling was puzzled and looked around several times.
"Don't panic, he must have gone out to find a toilet. It's my fault for not showing Dahe the way clearly before I left."
The two were whispering when Qiu Dahe came in from outside with his hands full.
Qiu Yuling rushed forward to take the things: one bag of flour and the other bag contained two old hens that were still able to jump.
Qiu Yuling asked where they all came from?
Her second brother blinked his eyes, he also had connections.
Qiu Yuling didn’t quite understand. Was this what she thought it meant?
"You kid, I've already told you that I can feed my whole family without starving. I can't even spend all my money in a month, and you only earn a few bucks, what a waste of time."
The old man was very happy to be recognized and remembered, but he still couldn't help complaining that young people were extravagant and not careful with their money.
He had two sons and one daughter, all of whom were busy with their own things. Although there were letters and money, they were nowhere to be seen, and he often complained about them.
Now, seeing someone showing filial piety in front of him, the old man's heart was immediately filled with joy, especially if it was a non-relative. That one point of kindness could be magnified to three points, not to mention that it was a five-point favor, which was even more extraordinary in his heart.
"What you have is yours, and what I give to you is mine. My younger sister is a girl, so some things might not be so convenient for her. I'm here to do as much as I can. You must not be so formal with us."
Having said that, what else can I do? I'll just stay happily.
"Then ask Yuling to stew an old hen this afternoon, and we can have a drink together."
"One cup will do. Don't stew the old hen yet. The aunt just said it's still laying eggs. You can keep it for a few days and then slaughter it before the New Year. It's just in time to eat eggs these days."
"I'll fry some garlic sprouts and bacon for you and your second brother. I think the garlic sprouts in the jar in the kitchen are pretty good. We can still make a dish. It's also very delicious when eaten with wine."
"It can be done."
The meal was lively and after the meal, the old man took Meiyin for a walk, and Qiu Dahe cleaned up the mess on the table before his younger sister.
Qiu Yuling crossed her arms and thought, such a good second brother, who is good at both housework and housework, I wonder which girl he will marry.
He had tidied up everything here, but the old man still hadn't come back. "Did the old man trip over something outside?" He originally wanted to say, "Maybe he fell or got hurt, why didn't he come back for so long?" But he felt that this was not nice to say, so he changed it to something more tactful.
But Qiu Yuling also understood, "It's okay, Gan Ye is just taking a walk. He must be playing a few games with his chess friends. It will take a while for him to come back after others chase him away."
Qiu Dahe: “…”
Qiu Yuling talked about the old man's chess style and chess character, and Qiu Dahe finally felt relieved.
He was frightened by the chase just now, and was wondering whether he should go out to show some support to the old man.
In this case, he would feel embarrassed to go over and support.
"It's okay, second brother, you go and rest for a while. I just added more charcoal, and the room is no longer cold."
"No, I won't be able to sleep well even if I lie down. Let's talk for a while. I'll be back early tomorrow morning..."
The brother and sister chatted a lot, not only about Qiu Village, but also about the outside world, books, and the friends she had made at her fourth aunt's place.
Talk about whatever comes to mind.
After a while, the old man came back with a droopy face, pouting lips and making a "Pah" sound.
"Grandpa, it's Grandpa Zhao who is guarding the chessboard today?" No one else was so serious, but when it came to Grandpa Zhao's hands, he didn't give in to Grandpa Li at all.
Unfortunately, he is not good at playing and he can't control his tendency to regret his moves. He will probably be beaten back again today.
"That's right, that old Zhao is very rigid. From his youth till now, he has always been dogmatic."
Ouch, I feel so wronged.
"You too, you know he's old-fashioned, so just watch him. Why do you always have to argue with him? If you try to be flexible, he won't be able to beat you, and of course it won't make you happy."
"That's right, Old Zhao is just clinging to dogma, afraid that others will adapt and disrupt his chess strategy. In the final analysis, it's just that his skills are not up to par, tsk tsk tsk."
He said this while shaking his head regretfully, "Dahe, can you do it? I'll play a couple of rounds with you."
Does he know how to do it or not?
Qiu Yuling turned her head away and didn't receive any signal at all.
The moment Qiu Dahe hesitated, the old man had already pulled over the chessboard and set it up.
This fight scared Qiu Dahe so much that sweat broke out on his forehead. He couldn't win easily, nor could he lose easily. It was like a soft knife cutting into his flesh, which was very uncomfortable.
The old man, however, felt very satisfied. "Good boy, your skills are much better than those of Old Zhao's gang. It's very satisfying, very satisfying. If you didn't have to go back to the army, I would at least find a way to keep you here, so that we can complement each other."
This was the first time Qiu Dahe realized how tiring playing chess was, and that this complementary effect could be used in this way.
He just chuckled foolishly, and Qiu Yuling didn't feel sorry for him. It was because he came later and was trying to shake her position as godparent.
The next day, when Qiu Dahe was packing up to leave, the old man was reluctant to let him go, just like he was sending off his grandson. "Next time you pass by, be sure to come and see me. When you come back, find me and I'll get you a berth."
Even though Qiu Dahe is gone, the old man still can't bear to let him go.
"Master, I'm not fragrant anymore, huh?"
"What's not fragrant anymore?"
"You're almost treating my second brother as your real grandson? You said I was the best child last week, but you're calling me the crown prince so soon?"
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