Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 116
"Let the beauty of the world be closely linked with you."

"At this time, the hawks are flying and the grass is growing, and the person I love is on the way. I know that he will travel with both wind and rain, and the road will not be rewarded at sunset."

On the way home, Chen Mu couldn't help humming the song "The beauty of the world is closely linked with you" by Bo Song

The time for the single cycle always passed quickly, and when Chen Mu got home again, the lyrics in his mouth had already changed: "The brewed aged spirit is quite delicious when it enters the throat."

But in the middle of humming, looking at the bad old man across the table at this time, no matter how Chen Mu opened and closed his lips, he couldn't catch the lyrics that followed.

The gray-haired old man in front of him was leaning over the table at this moment, holding the small green gourd upside down with both hands, as if he was about to pour wine into the empty wine glass on the table.

But no matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't pour a drop of wine.

Seeing that Chen Mu finally came back, the uncle threw the gourd aside childishly, and blinked his cloudy eyes at Chen Mu: "She left?"

Looking at the little gourd that was turned upside down on the table, Chen Mu was sure that the uncle was still a little dizzy until now.

"Let's go, sir, I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup to wake up the bar." Chen Mu pulled the gray mud on the dining table.

"No...no need!", the uncle replied very forcefully: "Your wine can't knock your uncle down, it just... I just feel like I forgot something after drinking it."

"What did you forget?" Chen Mu turned over the gourd on the table and squinted at the line of small characters below.

Note: Dave kindly reminded that the human brain capacity is limited, in order to keep it relatively stable.Something can only be forgotten when something is remembered.

? Dave is even involved in this thing?Dave was everywhere like the bumblebee of the sewers.

Chen Mu secretly complained, and turned his attention to the opposite uncle again.

The uncle habitually wanted to touch his legs, but only halfway through the movement, he suddenly raised his hand and patted his head: "Little brat...wait here! I suddenly remembered something. "

"Tsk——" Looking at the uncle's crooked back, Chen Mu couldn't help but smacked his mouth twice: "Good guy, you even forgot to touch your legs. What can you remember, old man?"

"Your uncle remembered the painting that he didn't find last time. It turned out to be the box under the bed, and it was sandwiched with the pile of discs. It has never been found."

This time, the bad old man moved very slowly, until Chen Mu cleaned up the dining table, and then the disgraced old man stood in front of Chen Mu again, and handed the crumpled drawing paper to Chen Mu's hand.

The age of this painting is quite old, causing the entire drawing paper to turn yellow, so Chen Mu had to carefully spread it out on the table.

Under the scorching red sun, a picture of an old and a young walking hand in hand in the courtyard is roughly sketched.

Just from the crudeness of the lines in the whole painting, one can tell at a glance that this must be a child's innocent brushwork.

But only in the palms of the pair of big and small hands, the child's color is extremely strong.

In the lower right corner of the screen, there is even a line of remarks about chicken feet crawling.

[I am six years old today, and I want to be a great painter when I grow up.The uncle was very happy when he heard it, and bought me the favorite Xizhilang jelly. 】

"Pfft—" After staring at the painting for a few seconds, Chen Mu spread his palms to look at it, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The little hands of the children in the picture are very small, but they are already so big now.

Chen Mu immediately looked at the old man who was sitting slumped and giggling, turned over his gray and white hair, looked over his bearded old face, and finally moved his eyes to the rough and cracked palms of the old man.

Looking at the cracked jaws of the old man, Chen Mu couldn't help shrinking his eyes and paused for a few seconds before saying: "Master, wait a minute, I suddenly remembered something."

"Tsk—" Looking at the back of Chen Mu leaving in a hurry, the uncle couldn't help but slapped his lips twice: "Good guy, I even forgot to clean up the paintings. What do you remember, little brat?"

This time Chen Mu moved extremely quickly, until he found the bottle of big treasure in his schoolbag, the dog-headed boy stood in front of the uncle again, and handed the bottle of big treasure to the uncle: "Master, go wash your hands, this bottle of big treasure I'll use it for you later."

"What?", the uncle lifted the cap of the bottle and sniffed it, then shook his head slightly: "Your uncle—you can't use these fancy things."

"Why can't you use it? Look at your hand." Chen Mu knelt down, grabbed the old man's rough hands, and shook his head gently.

If Li Xinxi hadn't reminded herself that day, maybe she would never have realized that her face and hands were a little rough.

But the uncle, this bad old man, will never be reminded that these big hands have been so rough and cracked for so many years.

Chen Mu felt a little guilty for a moment.

"You don't need it, you can use it yourself." Seeing that the old man was still evasive, Chen Mu decisively lifted the old man from the dining table, and patted the dust on the old man's collar by the way: "Let's go, old man, I'll wash your hands .”

"Do you charge or not?" The uncle did not resist Chen Mu's action, but rolled his eyes twice and joked.

"You didn't charge me to wash my hands before, so now I don't charge either." Chen Mu answered in the affirmative.

In a small courtyard.

The uncle sat on the small bench, while Chen Mu squatted under the threshold, bringing him a pot of hot water.

Chen Mu first tried the water temperature of the basin by himself, and then he put the old man's rough palms into the water with peace of mind, and rubbed his fingers carefully for the old man.

With his hands pressed into the basin by Chen Mu, the uncle had nothing to do, so he chose to squint his eyes and look into the distance.

At six o'clock, the sunset has quietly dyed half of the sky red.

"Little brat, have you noticed something?"

"What?" Chen Mu raised his head in confusion.

"Where is such cold water used for washing hands! Give me more hot water!" The uncle turned his gaze back and spoke to Chen Mu viciously.

"I feel the temperature is just right." Chen Mu tilted his head unconsciously.

"You are you, uncle is uncle, don't teach your uncle how to do things." The fierce light in the uncle's eyes became even worse.

"OK then--"

Chen Mu honestly added some hot water for the uncle, until the palms of both hands in the basin were hot red, the uncle could barely stop, and his tone softened.

"Silly bastard, my uncle will give you a lesson today. I haven't read many books, but I also know that old people and you young people have different feelings about water temperature."

"It's like when you were a child, you would scream when you add a little hot water. In the future, you should not just look at your own feelings, but think about others."

"Yeah—" Chen Mu promised, and the rubbing movements of his hands became more gentle, "I remember the uncle."

"Grandpa, I'll wipe your hands." Taking a towel, Chen Mu dried the palm of the uncle's hand carefully, and then gently took the rough palm of the uncle.

You know, holding hands is the most gentle way of greeting between two palms.

It could be the bad old man holding the little bastard's hand.

It could also be that the little bastard took the old man's hand.

Gently took those big rough hands, the old and the young stood side by side on the threshold and looked at the red clouds in the distance.

As the sun was setting, Chen Mu couldn't help humming the previous interrupted track with his two palms intertwined gently.

"Why do tears occasionally fall, I invite you to look carefully at the gap in your heart, and tenderness remains in the crack."

"May the beauty in this world be closely linked with you."

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