[Shanshan is here] Please give me more advice for the rest of my life

The direct result of not sleeping in the middle of the night but running to the balcony to blow some wind was that I got up late the next day.

What's worse, my throat and head hurt a little, which, in my experience, is probably a precursor to a cold.

There was no one around, and I looked at the strange environment for a while before realizing where I was.

But he broke out in a cold sweat almost immediately. If I remember correctly, I should have breakfast with Mr. Xiao today! !

it's over...

When I packed myself as fast as I could in my life and rushed to the dining room, Xiao Wu and the old man were already sitting at the dining table.

I dropped the chain at a critical moment, so I could only bite the bullet and say, "Morning, Grandpa."

"Yes." The old man nodded, "Sit down and eat."

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I heard him answer again seemingly unintentionally: "Are you used to living here?"

I can't tell him that I got up in the middle of the night and studied the chess game for a long time, so I just smiled and said dryly: "No."

Xiao Wu looked relaxed, put a soup dumpling on the old man's plate, and then smiled: "She slept a little late yesterday, so I didn't wake her up just now."

I:"……"

I could clearly feel that the old man's eyes fell on my face, with some inexplicable heat.

"At my age, it's not too much to hold a great-grandson."

"..." I was very glad that I didn't spit out the food in my mouth.

Xiao Wu laughed.

The breakfast was quite harmonious, and after the meal, the butler brought up a fruit plate, and Xiao Wu sat and chatted with the old man.

These two are not talkative people. Xiao Wu occasionally mentions a few things about the company, and he uses a calm statement tone. Most of the time, the old man just listens quietly, and only rarely will he speak up Just a few words.

Although it is only a few words, every sentence hits the point and points directly to the center.

Yesterday's undercurrent was turbulent, and the atmosphere of tense confrontation seemed like a dream, but in front of me was clearly a scene of deep feelings and joy.

Looking at the dripping eaves outside the window, I also smiled slightly.

Probably because of the weather, Meng Kai came earlier, and Xiao Wu had a meeting in the morning, so he said goodbye to the old man and took me outside.

When I walked down the steps, I was stopped: "Xiao An..."

My heart trembled, and Xiao Wu also stopped in his tracks.

With my back facing the direction, I have no way of guessing the expression on the face of this old man who has been strong all his life. I can only hear the slight trembling in the voice and the painful left hand being held.

Xiao Wu never looked back, and after a while he smiled, showing a somewhat obedient appearance when facing the elder he liked: "Pay attention to your health, Grandpa."

I don't know if Xiao Wu told him, but Meng Kai didn't drive the car into the old house, but parked outside the gate.

Unexpectedly, Han Chen also came and was standing at the door talking to someone.

When I got closer, I realized that it seemed to be Xiao Ye.

I couldn't help but want to raise my hand to touch my forehead. God knows why the Xiao family, who hadn't seen each other for a long time before, appeared together in these two days!

Xiao Ye is the son of Xiao Wu's aunt Xiao Qinghe, and also the youngest in their generation. He had been studying abroad before, and he didn't return to China until this year. I only met him at that official family dinner. see once.

Seeing us coming, he smiled and shouted: "Second brother."

Then he looked at me again and said, "Second sister-in-law, long time no see."

He is a bit like Xiao Wu, but the overall temperament is much gentler, probably because he is younger, and he still has a bit of youthfulness and liveliness between youth and teenager, and, as far as I feel at the moment, it seems that he is very friendly to me. And no hostility?

The most important thing is that although Xiao Wu's face doesn't show much intimacy, it's rare and doesn't show any repulsion.

So I smiled politely: "Long time no see."

Xiao Wu also nodded: "Why are you here?"

"Give grandpa a potted plant." He pointed to the car, and then, as if remembering something, he took out a box from the back seat and handed it to me.

Open it, it's a bottle of wine.

"Second brother hid you too tightly. The last time my friend's winery opened, it was supposed to be a gathering for everyone. The eldest and second sisters came, so second brother insisted that you were busy."

On the contrary, the Xiao family's etiquette of "teaching from the same family" is thoughtful.

I accepted it with a smile.

Before leaving, Xiao Ye seemed to remember something, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with Brother Chen's face?"

I covered my mouth and coughed.

Mr. Xiao didn't change his face: "It probably knocked on the door."

I don't know if the sun came out from the west, and the pianist Han Da, who wanted to get involved in the excitement, didn't make trouble at this moment. He just got into the car when he saw us coming.

It wasn't until we got in the car that we looked away from the window and raised our eyebrows thoughtfully: "Your younger brother is much more interesting than you. It's amazing to know the future."

Unless the bottle of wine was not given to me, it would be brought in the car, naturally because I knew we were in the old house.

Xiao Wu was noncommittal, raised his chin, and motioned for Meng Kai to drive.

Han Chen seemed to realize what he was here for now, with the corners of his eyes hanging, his expression was about to kill people, he gritted his teeth and said, "I almost forgot, what did you mean yesterday?"

There was a bruise on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were a little red. Meng Kai was even worse, with a big bruise under his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were broken. The expressionless way of driving was really special.

I felt that it was not kind of me to laugh out loud at the moment, so I had to touch my nose and try my best to cover it up.

Seeing Xiao Wu twitching the corner of his mouth, he laughed out loud.

I:"……"

The pianist Han Da, who became angry from embarrassment, straightened up angrily and was about to jump from the passenger seat to the back row, looking like he wanted to fight him in the car.

Xiao Wu remained motionless: "Do you want to play one against three now?"

Han Chen: "..."

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

After that day, Xiao's affairs gradually fell silent, and all kinds of business magazines and newspapers in the past seemed to coincide with each other, and there was no news. He tacitly kept silent.

Occasionally, there are some unpopular tabloids, using the old material from the past, half-covered and half-fabricated to publish some unrefined sex scandals.

And these, it seems that Mr. Xiao, the party in the center of the whirlpool, has never had any influence. When the ground outside was shaking, he did not have any mood swings, and now it is calm and calm.

He is even busier than before, the only difference is that these days, no matter how late it is, he will always go home and stay.

I was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, I tentatively said, "It seems a bit far away from the company."

Mr. Xiao didn't know whether he really didn't listen carefully or ignored it on purpose, so he raised his eyebrows slightly: "I think it's okay."

I:"……"

I have only recently discovered that when talking to me, Mr. Xiao is very good at highlighting the key points. He has to answer the questions he wants to answer, and he only listens to the words he likes. , The immobile appearance of a mountain is really dumbfounding.

I had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Don't you find it hard?"

Mr. Xiao didn't change his face: "I think it's okay."

I:"……"

The pianist Han Da still came to Xiao’s house to report on time every day. The weather in recent days has not been very good. It didn't really clear up, so that when he came in from the outside, he was covered in moisture.

The cold that I was worried about before came as expected, and now I have to follow him to the piano room with a tissue box in my arms.

Recently, he has been much quieter than before, and finally he no longer takes pleasure in teasing me in a bad manner, and even meows are rarely teased anymore, but he starts class with a serious attitude, but from time to time he looks at me thoughtfully. I.

I have no way of guessing the origin of his change, but he has been a good student who has been serious in class for a few days.

After playing the song, I saw him looking at me intently.

"What's wrong?" I was a little puzzled, "I played the wrong note."

"No." He frowned, "However, you obviously didn't want to learn the piano before."

I smiled: "Now I want to learn."

"Liu Liu, are you..."

"what?"

"It's nothing."