You chased me back

In the evening, the old man was bigu, so Xiang Huailin took Zhang Jian to the town to eat.

This ancient town is quite lively at night, and there are red lanterns of various sizes hanging in front of many shops, which look very beautiful in Xiang Huailin's evil peach blossom eyes.

They walked to the door of a noodle shop, looked up at the sign to Huailin, and said, "Hey! It's here!"

Zhang Jian followed his gaze. It was a very quaint little shop with wooden tables and long benches, the kind where one person sits on one side, and whoever gets up first has to squat down.

Xiang Huailin happily pulled him into the door, "I ate noodles from his family when I was a child! Really, after so many years, I haven't found any one in the whole capital that can compare to him!"

There were not many people in the store, but the store was small, and the store was full when they entered.Zhang Jian was pulling out a paper towel to wipe the table, when the shirtless boss with a white towel around his neck came over to say hello, "Hey, you two aren't locals, are you? Are you here for a trip? Try our signature noodles! Ancestral craftsmanship... ", the boss looks over 50 years old, and the two arms that have been pulling noodles all the year round are as strong as a bodybuilder.

Xiang Huailin bent his chin, blinked and stared at the boss. The boss looked at him for a few times and found something was wrong. He tentatively said, "Hey, this little brother... I look familiar to you..."

Xiang Huailin laughed, "Master Ji! You are still so handsome!"

The boss widened his eyes for a moment, laughed twice and was a little speechless with excitement, then glanced at Xiang Huailin, turned around and shouted to the kitchen, "Old woman! Come out quickly, old woman! Haha, look at who Here it is!"

The woman in the back kitchen came out in response, still holding a spoon in her hand, "Who is here, who is here?", the aunt stretched her neck to look this way, and immediately recognized the person at a glance! "Hey Huailin! Huailin is back! When did you come? You haven't been back for a whole year, right..."

Seeing the endless trend of the proprietress, the boss quickly waved to her, "Ah, I'll ask later, and I'll ask later! You let Huailin eat the bowl of noodles first!" Then he nodded friendlyly at Zhang Jian and turned around. Turning his head to the proprietress, he said, "Just Huailin's favorite! Two bowls!"

The proprietress bickered with the boss as she went back to the kitchen, "I don't know! You don't need to say..."

"Hey, this old lady..." The boss didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

While the boss and Xiang Huailin were reminiscing about the past, Zhang Jian looked at the small shop inch by inch.Ever since he stepped into this ancient town, his eyes haven't blinked much.There was always a voice in my heart - "This is the place where Xiang Huailin lived when he was a child."

He imagined how Xiang Huailin walked through these neighborhoods and alleys at that time, how he sat quietly in a lively noodle shop eating noodles... Was he alone or accompanied by a partner?

"Hey, don't be in a daze, are you sleepy?" Xiang Huailin shook his hand in front of him, and then he came back to his senses and found that the boss had gone back to the kitchen at some point.

"Well, a little bit." He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and nodded to Huailin with a smile, "Okay, I'll take you back to sleep after eating the noodles. But my grandpa's house has no servants, so I have to clean up the bedroom myself."

After a while, the noodles came. The bowl was bigger than the pot at home, but they still ate upside down.The noodles are very firm, but just right and not too hard.The savory sauce is hidden under the slippery noodles, and a layer of crispy crispy crumbs is sprinkled on the top!

Zhang Jian is from the south, and she seldom eats noodles. It was the first time she had eaten noodles in such a big bowl, and she didn't know how to start.Xiang Huailin smiled, mixed his portion and handed it to him, and then brought the portion in front of him to himself, "It counts as a victory over you in cooking!"

Tsk, mixing noodles can be called a culinary skill.

Zhang Jian suppressed her smile and nodded silently, "Yes."

The boss came over to refill tea for them, smiled gratifiedly when he saw this scene, and said to Zhang Jian, "That's great, this kid was always alone when he was young."

Zhang Jian paused with his chopsticks, and looked at the opposite person who raised eyebrows and smiled noncommittally, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

After eating the noodles, I heard that Xiang Huailin chatted with the boss's family for a while before they wandered back.

The light in Grandpa's room was on, and he greeted Huailin, but the light went out.He smiled helplessly, and led Zhang Jian to the guest room.

Pushing open the door of the guest room, they were stunned. The room was tidy and clean, the bedding on the bed was all new, and there was a warm smell from the sun.Xiang Huailin pursed his lips, walked over to touch the quilt on the bed, and said after a while, "The old man looks angry, but his heart is soft..."

Zhang Jian couldn't help but hug him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder, "Well, I know."

The bed here is too hard, and Xiang Huailin slept very restlessly all night. In the end, Zhang Jian let him climb on top of her, and he calmed down.

Zhang Jian got up very early in the morning, hey, whoever is crushed by a big man of 1 meters or so will not be able to sleep all night.He spread his quilt underneath, and then carefully moved Xiang Huailin up before leaving.

The moment the door was pushed open, the light of the sun, the chirping of birds in the yard and the refreshing mountain breeze rushed towards his face, making him feel so comfortable that he couldn't help stretching.

"woke up?"

Zhang Jian was taken aback, and quickly restrained her movements and stood upright.The old man was here just now?

"Grandpa...good morning..."

The old man nodded expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards the vegetable garden, "Come and drink tea with me."

Zhang Jian was stunned for a second and then hurriedly followed, "...Okay."

It was still the rough thatched hut yesterday, but there was an extra set of tea sets on the wooden table, which looked very unusual and quite old.

The action of the old man making tea is professional and neat.He used tea tweezers to share a cup in front of Zhang Jian, and then drank it on his own, but his eyes kept paying attention to Zhang Jian's movement of serving the tea.

"Tsk," the old man made a dissatisfied voice when Zhang Jian picked up the cup, "You are from the south, don't you usually drink tea?"

"Ah..." Zhang Jian put down the cup at a loss, and said in a low voice, "The older generations drink it, I...don't drink it often..."

The old man shook his head while holding the cup, and said helplessly, "Okay, you can drink whatever you want."

For a moment, both of them had nothing to say, they just quietly sipped the tea in their own cups.

During the second bubble, the old man spoke again, "Do you know some kung fu?"

Zhang Jian quickly put down the teacup, nodded and said, "Well, my family has a martial arts gym."

The old man didn't seem surprised, nodded, stood up suddenly, touched the spear that had been put aside long ago, and said, "Come on, make gestures with me!"

Zhang Jian looked at the old man with calm and firm eyes in front of him, and suddenly felt that the fundamental purpose of the old man today was actually to ask himself to make gestures with him.

So Zhang Jian decided to come here a few times casually, and let the old man do the right thing to make him happy.In the end, I didn't expect that the old man would make a ruthless move as soon as he made a move!Please, this is Xiang Huailin's grandfather, no matter morally or ethically speaking, he has no way to fight back, so he can only retreat while defending.

He retreated to the bottom of the wall within two strokes, and the old man's spear was coming towards his throat. This time, he didn't dodge, but blocked the spear with his other leg, and the sharp spearhead left a deep hole in the wall.He looked suspiciously at the dazed old man in front of him, but the old man returned to his normal expression in a blink of an eye.

He put the gun by the wall, sat back on the tea table, and said disdainfully, "The three-legged cat's kung fu is far worse than your grandfather's."

Zhang Jian nodded and sat back, "You guys know each other." He had no doubts about this.

The old man snorted, "I'm his immediate boss."

Zhang Jian also laughed.He heard from his father that his grandfather was a servant to a big shot in the army.But I don't know why I didn't say anything about it later, I just said that I was an ordinary soldier who had been injured on the front line.

"You don't look like him at all."

The old man didn't say who it was, but Zhang Jian understood.He nodded, "I will follow my mother a little bit more."

The old man played with the teacup in his hand, and after a while he murmured again, "It's not the same at all, the eyes, the eyes are similar." After speaking, he looked at Zhang Jian and smiled.

This was the first time the old man smiled at himself like this since we met, Zhang Jian was stunned by this sudden joy.It was a yell outside the door that brought him back to reality.

"Old man Ying! Go play chess!"

The old man also yelled outside in dialect, turned his head and smiled at Zhang Jian, "Call me, my surname is Liu, and the single name is Ying."

Speaking of which, the old man stood up, and Zhang Jian hurriedly followed, but the old man waved to him and said, "Sit down and drink some tea, and when Huailin wakes up, ask him to take you to the street for some delicious food."

Zhang Jian nodded.

"It's okay in the future, come back with Huailin to see me."

Zhang Jian suddenly had a sore nose and continued to nod vigorously.The old man sneered, put the straw hat on his head, and walked away vigorously.

In the next few days, the three of them got along very happily. Xiang Huailin was very curious about how the relationship between Zhang Jian and the old man got so harmonious overnight, but Zhang Jian just smiled and didn't speak.

The holiday passed quickly, and it was time for them to go back in a blink of an eye.The day before the departure, the old man suddenly said, "The time-traveling jade is useless, so leave it to me to think about it."

Before Xiang Huailin could understand what the old man was talking about, he saw that Zhang Jian had already taken the broken jade from his neck and handed it over.

Xiang Huailin was very surprised, "Hey? Do you still recognize this jade? What kind of jade is it called... Hey! Zhang Jian!" He was talking, Zhang Jian had already stretched out his hand to untie the piece around his neck.

Xiang Huailin was a little anxious, "No, grandpa, what do you want this jade for? This is a very meaningful thing left by Grandpa Zhang Jian..." But Zhang Jian interrupted him, "It's not that particular, grandpa and grandpa My grandfather is an old friend, they are all preserved, and it doesn’t matter who they are.”

Xiang Huailin's eyes widened, and he looked back and forth between the old man and Zhang Jian, "Is it true?! We know each other?! No way?! I said, why do you..."

In the end, Xiang Huailin was scolded by the old man for yelling at the dinner table.Zhang Jian sat beside her and smiled quietly.

On the plane back to the capital, Zhang Jian gently clasped Xiang Huailin's hand. Xiang Huailin was a little depressed, and tried to pull himself together and said, "I didn't expect that my grandpa is so old and alone, and he is more enlightened than your parents." !"

Zhang Jian smiled, "Well, he is also my grandfather now."

The author has something to say:

Sorry for taking so long.This is the last episode of "You're Chasing Lao Tzu Back".

As for the ending, someone already guessed the answer.In fact, what I really want to tell you is that - many times, the author is kind and designs the plot with twists and turns, so the story is always happy and complete, but the reality is not.In reality, the chance of a perfect ending is only one in a thousand, and fate has never been reunited, let alone regained.A real departure is never a surprise.In the story, Xiao Linzi and Zhang Jian lived a happy life like this, but in reality, the story might really stop on the day Zhang Jian left.But after all, it is just a story, and Dahe still hopes that everyone can watch it happily.I said so much to tell everyone to be brave, to let go, to love, to be hurt, to recover, to forgive, since we don't even know where our own story ends, why should we care when the one who loves us will leave?Hehe, there is still a small bright spot hidden in the story, I don’t know if you can find it, I leave it to you to find it yourself.

Finally, I wish you all a day full of energy tomorrow.Thank you for your company!

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