The Shura Field of the Elderly begins!

Even though this old man with such a special hobby is in good health and cheerful now, An Xia is really worried that one day when he walks at night, his old buddies will knock on his head.

The kind that makes a buzzing sound.

It’s ok to study some things secretly at home, but how dare you give them out to others in such a big way?

They are all over 90 years old, so they should learn to cherish their lives.

You don’t know if Sima Qiang has invented some strange things for his great-grandmother.

His great-grandmother had a bad temper when she was young. Even though she is a little more restrained now that she is older, she was still a big sister in the spicy old lady girl group in those years.

Don’t question or challenge the status of "the center of the nation".

Pay the taxes that should be paid, and don't touch the things that shouldn't be slept with. When Grandma Yu Xiulan was the captain of the old lady girl group, her professional ethics were much better than those of ordinary idols.

An Xia didn't want the rumors of "retired idols losing their morals in their later years" to spread when Grandma was already this age, so he quickly looked at the gossip system.

[...Oh, it turns out that Grandpa Qiang really gave Grandma a small item he invented. ]

An Xia's eyes were dull, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy in his tone. Fu Qingchen asked him curiously:

"What small item?"

An Xia replied lightly: "A set of diamond-studded false teeth that automatically emit colorful lights when you open your mouth."

[For specific effects, please refer to the disco chandelier.

Fu Qingchen couldn't help but imagine a 100-year-old spicy old lady wearing a floral dress, standing alone in the sunset facing the sea breeze, and as soon as she opened her mouth, dazzling and extraordinary colorful light instantly shone out of her mouth. Behind

the old lady was a 90-year-old old man holding a banner and cheering.

Puff...

Fu Qingchen pinched his thigh to prevent himself from laughing in front of An Xia. This old man Sima Qiang might be An Xia's future grandfather, and he couldn't make fun of others.

But An Xia was very open-minded about this matter. He glanced at Fu Qingchen who was trying not to laugh:

"Laugh if you want to. At worst, when I go to my great-grandmother's house, if I meet Grandpa Qiang, I will ask him for a pair of serious masks he invented."

Fu Qingchen couldn't help but be curious again:

"What is a serious mask?"

"It's the kind of mask with your lower face drawn on it, so that when you grin and laugh, no one will notice."

Fu Qingchen hesitated: "It's... a very special invention."

It is estimated that only Sima Qiang's blind old brother would not notice it.

An Xia nodded: "This mask has indeed received strong support from that old man."

To be precise, Sima Qiang would show every invention of his to that old friend. No matter what he invented, the old friend would smile and nod in the end.

After all, he is blind and can't tell what Sima Qiang invented, so he can only nod.

An Xia couldn't help rubbing his arms.

Very good, this is another hellish joke.

When the restaurant manager walked into the private room again with the waiter who was delivering the dishes, he found that the atmosphere between the two people in the private room was a little weird. They

were obviously sitting face to face, but their expressions looked like they wanted to say something but hesitated.

Could it be that the big boss and his boyfriend had a quarrel?

Gossip is human nature. The manager secretly thought about the reason why these two people looked weird, and tomorrow morning he still directed the waiter to bring all the dishes one by one in an orderly manner.

Manager: "This is the shredded pork with green peppers you ordered."

An Xia: [Grandpa Qiang also invented a fully automatic shredded pork with green peppers vegetable chopping and cooking seasoning machine, but that thing only cooked shredded pork with green peppers, and it was scrapped on the third day of its invention.]

Fu Qingchen pursed his lips to hold back a smile.

The manager spoke again: "This is sweet and sour spare ribs."

── [He also tried to invent a sweet and sour spare ribs that could taste sweet and sour without adding sweet and sour, but of course failed in the end. As a result, he and his great-grandmother ate the spare ribs for a full half month, and his great-grandmother's false braces were almost gnawed off.]

Fu Qingchen began to pinch his thigh again.

The manager personally brought a plate of tempting pot-stuffed meat and placed it in front of An Xia: "This is a combination of Chinese and Western pot-stuffed meat made with our chef's homemade recipe."

An Xia looked at the small layer of ketchup next to the pot-stuffed meat with some doubt.

What the hell is this?

Putting a layer of ketchup means it is a combination of Chinese and Western.

Who would dip ketchup in pot-stuffed meat?

An Xia expressed some doubts about the cooking skills of the chef of this restaurant.

[However, this combination of Chinese and Western reminds me that Grandpa Qiang also invented a pair of chopsticks that combined Chinese and Western styles, but the fork head was welded to the front end of the chopsticks.

Holding it in the hand is like two straight nine-toothed nail rakes, not a combination of Chinese and Western styles, but definitely neither fish nor fowl.

Fu Qingchen finally couldn't help it, and covered his mouth and laughed out loud while looking at the pork with preserved vegetables in front of him. "

Puff..."

His chuckle was particularly conspicuous in the quiet private room. The manager who was still placing the dishes glanced at the big boss who suddenly laughed.

Strange, is this pork with preserved vegetables in preserved vegetables particularly funny?

At this time, An Xia spoke in her heart again:

I think this manager looks quite friendly, especially his squinty eyes, which remind me of the squinty eye amplifier invented by Grandpa Qiang. With

the upper and lower eyelids lifted up like that, those who have used it say it's good, and the squinty eyes instantly become charming eyes, and even my mother can't recognize it.

"Hahahahaha!"

Fu Qingchen laughed out loud while looking at the squinty eyes of the restaurant manager, and the manager standing next to him had a complicated expression.

So what's so funny about pork with preserved vegetables?

After introducing all the dishes, the restaurant manager left the private room in a daze, and before leaving, he looked back at Fu Qingchen and An Xia in the private room.

But he found that the strange atmosphere between the two people seemed to disappear suddenly.

Fu Qingchen noticed the restaurant manager's gaze, and when he saw the manager's squinty eyes, which were almost the same width as his eyebrows, he couldn't help laughing even louder.

The squinty-eyed restaurant manager narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in the tiny slits of his eyes.

He gently closed the door of the private room, turned around and told the waiter beside him:

"Pass it on, Mr. Fu likes our restaurant's pork with preserved vegetables very much, add this dish to our restaurant's menu immediately!"

The waiter was a little hesitant when he heard this:

"But manager, this is a Western restaurant."

The manager smiled slightly, and his squinty eyes, which were originally small, suddenly became smaller. He looked at the young subordinate who had just entered the industry for less than a year:

"After all, you are still young and your experience is not broad enough. Do you think we can make dishes such as stir-fried pork with green peppers and sweet and sour pork ribs, so what's missing is this dish of pork with preserved vegetables?

At worst, we can just change the name of pork with preserved vegetables and add it to the menu."

Hearing this, the waiter humbly asked: "What should we change the name to? I don't think I've heard of any English name for Meicaikourou before."

The manager said seriously: "meicaikourou."

What a bad joke.

The waiter hesitated again and again, and finally decided not to tell the boss what was in his mind: "...Okay."

An Xia and Fu Qingchen had a full meal, and when they walked out of the restaurant, they didn't notice that in the restaurant's lobby, there was an additional dish "meicaikourou" in the first dish of the day.

In order to make the big boss more satisfied, the manager also specially invited an old chef to come to their restaurant to cook Meicaikourou.

From that day on, this restaurant became the best Western restaurant in Haicheng that made Meicaikourou.

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On the way to An Xia's grandmother's house, An Xia was still a little uneasy. After all, it was the first time he brought his boyfriend home, and he was about to see his grandmother's boyfriend.

He was not ready to face Sima Qiang's little inventions all over the house.

Fu Qingchen saw that he was so nervous and comforted him:

"It doesn't matter if he invents some weird little things. At least he is still a friendly and cheerful person."

An Xia thought about it and it made sense. Anyway, he had already exposed all of Sima Qiang's black history through the gossip system.

What shocked him the most was that Sima Qiang had called off all his rival's fan groups on his own during the debut night of his grandmother, and successfully became the chief leader of his grandmother's cheering group.

At this age and with this energy, it's no wonder that the former sea king grandmother was able to fall in love with him.

An Xia comforted herself in her heart, why should he panic? He is the grandson of the great grandmother, and a member of the great grandmother's family. If anyone should panic, it should be others.

That's right, that's it. When the time comes, he just needs to face Sima Qiang with a normal heart.

When the two of them finally arrived at Yu Xiulan's small house, An Xia stood at the door and carefully tidied her clothes to make sure that there were no other suspicious marks on her body.

Very good, he is still the most sunny and handsome grandson in the great grandmother's heart!

Ding Dong -

An Xia pressed the doorbell on the door, and not long after, he heard footsteps coming from the house.

—— "Come here, is it Xiulan's little great-grandson An Xia who is back?"

As expected, the old male voice coming from the house was Sima Qiang's voice. An Xia couldn't help but get nervous when she heard his voice. It has been

many years since the great-grandmother brought anyone home. I didn't expect that she would let Sima Qiang live in the house this time. It seems that the great-grandmother is serious this time.

An Xia calmed himself down and tried to relax his expression. As soon as the security door in front of him opened, he crooked his eyes and showed his most handsome smile:

"You must be Grandpa Qiang, I often hear my great-grandmother mention you... Hey!"

An Xia's most perfect smile finally collapsed when he saw the little old man with a cool and colorful Moxi hairstyle, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, and small round black glasses on his head.

The gossip system didn't tell him that Sima Qiang was such a "fashionable" person!

An Xia couldn't remember the last time he saw someone with a Mohawk hairstyle.

How could such a hairdo that was both ugly and unattractive still exist in this world!

-- And there are actually people willing to have such a hairdo these days!

[Could it be that... a person's aesthetic taste would change drastically as they get older?]

An Xia clearly remembered that his great-grandmother's aesthetic taste was quite normal when he was a child, and his great-grandfather was also a handsome man with regular features and a majestic demeanor.

How could this be… How could this be!

Although he definitely did not mean to discriminate against those who have unique aesthetics, the impact of this Moxi hairdo that was firmly fixed on his head with hair gel and was as long as a palm was too great for him. He had to slow down.

Now the only thought in An Xia's heart was that he hoped his great-grandmother had not been led astray by Sima Qiang.

—— "Hey, little An Xia is back. It's not easy for you to come back. You must stay at your great-grandmother's house tonight. I have already told you about your little house."

Accompanied by a series of slow but steady footsteps, a centenarian with the same cool colorful big wavy hair and the same leather jacket and leather pants walked out of the room.

Seeing the little grandson An Xia and An Xia's boyfriend Fu Qingchen standing at the door, Yu Xiulan smiled happily, and the diamond braces in her mouth sparkled in the sun:

"You must be Xiao Fu, you are really a handsome guy."

Looking at the non-mainstream couple outfits of the great grandmother and Sima Qiang, An Xia's eyes were dark, and he felt that half of his world had fallen.

The hanging heart finally died at this moment.

Who still remembers that many years ago, the great grandmother was still a gentle old lady who liked to wear a small floral dress and watered and planted flowers in her own small garden.

Can falling in love really change a person's temperament?

An Xia couldn't accept that his great grandmother would become like this one day. He would rather he went to the wrong place.

Or he came to a parallel world.

Fu Qingchen, who was standing behind him, supported her boyfriend's staggering body steadily. An Xia was already stunned, but his reaction was quite calm.

"Grandma, is this the stage costume you prepared? It's really beautiful."

Who doesn't like to be praised by others? Yu Xiulan couldn't help laughing after hearing Fu Qingchen's sincere praise, and her diamond braces in her mouth shone even brighter:

"Oh, I'm this age, it's good enough to be able to wear these tight leather pants, who cares if it looks good or not."

She said modestly, but the corners of her mouth were raised high:

"It's so cold outside, you two should hurry in."

An Xia, who was lying on her back in Fu Qingchen's arms, took a breath again:

"Grandma, you're going to perform again. Didn't the spicy old lady girl group you were in disband a few years ago?"

Yu Xiulan smiled and said, "It's almost the New Year, and we old sisters are thinking of making up a program and dancing together in the square of the community on New Year's Day."

He said that his grandmother's aesthetic taste couldn't be so strange. This kind of exaggerated dress must be required for stage performances.

An Xia breathed a sigh of relief and walked into Yu Xiulan's house with a large and small bag of supplements in her hand.

After putting the gift on the ground, An Xia suddenly caught a glimpse of Sima Qiang raising his hand and touching his cool sky-high Moxi Gan.

The next second── A light "bang" sounded.

He pulled off the tall moxibustion on Sima Qiang's head like pulling a carrot.

An Xia, who had recovered from her shock, widened her eyes again.

What the hell is this!

Without the moxibustion and black sunglasses, Sima Qiang's temperament became much softer. He changed from a non-mainstream old man who looked very difficult to mess with to a non-mainstream old man who looked easy to control.

Sima Qiang carefully groomed the moxibustion wig in his hand and placed it neatly in the transparent acrylic box on the TV cabinet.

Then he touched his bald head again, took out two big red envelopes from his leather jacket and handed them to An Xia and Fu Qingchen:

"Little An Xia, today is the first time that Grandpa Qiang meets you two. I don't know what you young people like nowadays, so I can only give you some pocket money so that you can buy some delicious food by yourself."

The older generation likes to let the younger generation use their pocket money to buy some food they like.

Sima Qiang's own great-grandson was not around, so he poured all his loving heart on An Xia and Fu Qingchen.

The non-mainstream old man Sima Qiang laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were stretched out.

He also has a great-grandson, but his great-grandson is less than ten years old this year. He lives abroad with his family and doesn't come back to Haicheng often.

So Sima Qiang felt friendly when he saw An Xia, especially since An Xia was the grandson of his girlfriend, which made his smile bigger and his wrinkles deeper.

How could an elder and his grandson give out red envelopes when they first met?

How could he take them?

An Xia hesitated for only 0.01 seconds, then smiled and took the two thick red envelopes from Sima Qiang with both hands.

He was shameless this time, and he would definitely refuse next time!

After getting the two big red envelopes, An Xia secretly weighed them, and finally stuffed the lighter one into Fu Qingchen's arms:

"Keep it, this is a gift from Grandpa Qiang."

Fu Qingchen pretended not to see his little action and took the big red envelope from him with a smile.

Although they had just had lunch, Yu Xiulan was already planning to prepare dinner.

An Xia had been busy with work these years and seldom came home. Yu Xiulan had seen how hard he worked and naturally felt sorry for him.

She also missed her grandson, but she didn't want to disturb him too often, so she secretly followed his recent situation.

After seeing that her grandson had gradually gotten rid of the shadow of the past, his life was back on track, and he had a stable, high-paying job, Yu Xiulan was finally relieved.

As early as when Fu Qingchen contacted her through An Xia and said that they would come to see her together soon, Yu Xiulan began to clean up her room.

She also specially replaced the small bed in An Xia's room with a large bed that was big enough for two adult men to sleep together, and specially prepared a few more sets of sheets and quilt covers.

Yu Xiulan hadn't seen An Xia for a whole year, and she couldn't figure out what kind of patterns and colors An Xia liked now, so she simply bought several sets of bed covers and brought them home, and An Xia would change into whichever one she liked.

An Xia finally came back, and Yu Xiulan was determined to use all her skills to make sure An Xia had a comfortable stay at home for the next two days!

"My dear grandson, you play with Xiao Fu in the living room for a while. Your grandma and your grandfather Qiang will go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for today.

I still remember that your favorite dish is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Don't worry! I will make sure you have enough today!

I happened to buy a batch of fresh local eggs a few days ago, and today I will use them for my dear grandson!"

Yu Xiulan walked into the kitchen with a proud and proud look on her head, and Sima Qiang followed closely behind.

Not long after, two elderly people in black leather jackets and black leather pants came out of the kitchen together again:

"Let's change clothes first."

An Xia knew Xu Xiulan's personality best. Whenever he came home, Yu Xiulan would cook in person and would never let him interfere.

After carefully confirming that the elderly people working in the kitchen did not need help, An Xia returned to the living room with a plate of apples that his grandmother had cut for him.

As soon as he came back, he saw Fu Qingchen staring at the photo wall in the living room in a daze.

An Xia walked to his side with the fruit plate and followed his line of sight, but found that Fu Qingchen was concentrating on looking at his childhood photo.

Rather than saying that this is his childhood photo, it is better to say that this is his dark history.

Although the photo is not very clear, you can still clearly see that the little man in the photo is crying loudly while holding a half-eaten candied haws in one hand, and the little man is only wearing one shoe, and the other shoe has disappeared.

An Xia was a little embarrassed when her boyfriend found her embarrassing childhood photo:

"I went out with my great-grandma to gather on Sunday, but there were too many people and I don't know who kicked off one of my shoes."

The shoes were bought by his great-grandma as a reward for him winning a red flower in kindergarten.

An Xia still remembers how happy he was when he received this gift as a child.

Of course, how happy he was, and how sad he cried when one of his shoes was kicked off by someone else.

Fu Qingchen wanted to laugh when he saw this photo, and he laughed even happier when he heard An Xia talk about her dark history.

He seemed to be able to hear the loud cry of little An Xia through this photo.

Fu Qingchen turned his head and looked at An Xia:

"Then let's buy two pairs of identical shoes at a time."

An Xia asked him: "Why do you have to buy two pairs of identical shoes?"

"Because even if you accidentally lose one of the shoes again, you still have a spare one to wear ."

"..."

An Xia was silent, picked up an apple with a toothpick and stuffed it into Fu Qingchen's mouth:

"Then I really thank you, you are so thoughtful."

Fu Qingchen ate the apple in his mouth, looked at An Xia who was glaring at him with a sidelong look, and smiled:

"It's delicious, thank you my boyfriend."

An Xia blushed slightly after hearing this: "If it's delicious, eat more, don't always say weird things."

Then he also picked up an apple and fed it to An Xia's mouth: "I'll feed my boyfriend an apple, too."

The slightly cool piece of fruit pressed against An Xia's lips. An Xia looked up at Fu Qingchen in front of her, opened her mouth and took the apple into her mouth.

As soon as the apple entered her mouth, a strong and pungent garlic smell rushed straight to An Xia's head.

An Xia's eyes were sour on the spot. How could he forget that his great-grandmother had the habit of cutting apples with a kitchen knife that had just cut garlic!

The taste in his mouth suddenly became complicated, with sweet and sour fruit mixed with pungent garlic. An Xia finally swallowed the apple in his mouth with great difficulty, and turned around to find a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

As soon as he turned around, Fu Qingchen suddenly leaned over to him, holding his face with both hands and suddenly kissed him.

Fu Qingchen's kiss came unexpectedly. An Xia, who had just been attacked by the smell of garlic, accepted his kiss in a daze.

The two exchanged a kiss full of garlic and fruit flavors in front of the wall full of An Xia's childhood photos.

Fortunately, Fu Qingchen knew how to restrain himself. Although this sudden kiss was a little eager, it did not last too long. Just when An Xia was about to suffocate, Fu Qingchen stood up straight with a lingering intention.

He was just in time. An Xia, who had come to her senses, immediately covered her mouth and looked carefully at the kitchen door.

Fu Qingchen raised his hand and pinched his earlobe which was starting to turn red again:

"What are you afraid of? We are a couple who are dating openly. What's wrong with kissing?"

An Xia immediately turned his eyes back and glared at Fu Qingchen.

He used to think that Fu Qingchen was a virgin who had no experience in love. How come he has become so shameless after having sex once? Sure enough,

he is the only one who still has his original intention.

An Xia put a stern face and stuffed the fruit plate in Fu Qingchen's arms: "Just stand here and don't move, I'll be back soon."

Fu Qingchen held the fruit plate in his hand and watched An Xia walk into the kitchen with a stiff figure:

"Grandma, do we have any extra garlic at home? Fu Qingchen wants to eat cold raw garlic now."

Yu Xiulan, who was busy scraping fish scales, felt a little strange after hearing this:

"Raw garlic is very spicy, can Xiao Fu stand it?"

She then noticed that her great-grandson's mouth seemed a little red:

"My dear grandson, why

is your mouth so red? Is it because the heating in the house is too strong and it warms you up?"

An Xia looked serious and naturally ignored the last two questions from her great-grandmother: "Of course he can stand it. Fu Qingchen likes to eat garlic. The more the better!"

"Okay, the garlic is in the plastic bag. Just give Xiao Fu one.

Grandma is a little busy now. You two can play in the living room."

An Xia was afraid that the ways he had in mind were not the same as those in Fu Qingchen's mind.

The alpha who was about to turn 30 was like a wolf and a tiger, and he had many tricks. If she stayed with him for a little longer, An Xia would roll into his arms inexplicably.

In order to avoid making a fool of herself at her grandmother's house, An Xia decided to keep a proper distance from Fu Qingchen.

Although this kitchen is not big, it is more than enough to accommodate three people. An Xia took the excuse of peeling garlic to kill time in the kitchen.

While slowly peeling the garlic in his hand, he chatted with the two elderly people in the kitchen:

"Grandma, you just said that you would go on stage to perform with other grandmas, what kind of show are you going to perform?"

Yu Xiulan neatly coated the cut mandarin fish in starch and answered An Xia:

"Just perform our debut song that year...what was our debut song called?"

Sima Qiang, Yu Xiulan's fanatical fan, answered without thinking:

"A fan of Pix!"

Yu Xiulan nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, that's it, a fan of Pix. We also have a backup song."

Sima Qiang answered loudly:

"It's called Ye Si Oh Ke!"

An Xia's eyes were fixed for a while. Why did he always feel that the titles of these two songs were a bit familiar, yet so strange.

The three of them were chatting in the kitchen when the doorbell rang again.

An old lady's voice came from outside the door:

"Sister Xiulan, Ah Hua is quarreling with the kids again because of the dance venue.

Now she is lying on the ground making a fuss. Are you free now? Come and take a look."

Although Yu Xiulan has retired from the old lady girl group for many years, her legend still exists.

Whenever there is a big problem that cannot be solved in the square dance circle, they will ask her for help.

Yu Xiulan, who was still busy, frowned when she heard the shout:

"I can't go. My great-grandson is coming back to see me with his boyfriend today, and I have to prepare dinner for them.

As a result, as soon as she finished her words, An Xia, who was still unfamiliar with the matter, immediately waved her hands with shining eyes:

"Since others have specially come to our house to invite us, you should go and take a look. We can also go with you. "

——【The two high school students are competing with Grandma Hua now. One of them has a grandfather who is a good friend of Grandma Hua, and the other has a grandfather who is the person Grandma Hua is dating now.

The grandfathers of these two high school students are on their way to the scene. A senior Shura scene is about to be staged. I want to watch it!】

Fu Qingchen floated to the kitchen door at some point: 【I want to watch it too!】

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