The encounter of the old guns

The dark black-out curtains were pulled up, making the whole room plunged into darkness, and the bright sunlight outside couldn't penetrate at all.

The whole person can't wait, in fact, it is Xia Xi who is already buried deep in the quilt. The protagonist who has fallen into a deep sleep finally wakes up, stretches out his hand and sweeps the table beside the bed indiscriminately, picks up the phone and looks, It shows that it is past 12 noon,

After tidying up, Xia Xi went out with her backpack on her back. You have to ask about today's plan, um, today's plan...

No plans either!She was originally a person who was not very good at planning, and she was always used to doing things according to her heart. To put it simply, she was a person who did what she wanted, and she was so willful.

"It's here..." I don't know how many times I have changed the bus along the way, and after going around and not knowing the way, finally, Xia Xi stood in front of the entrance of the alley in front of me,

"This is it!", an "old place" in Beijing, a typical scene of Beijing's old city, with no towering high-rise buildings at a glance, and the crowd walking on the street are not the group of white-collar elites wearing suits and leather shoes Or trendy young men and women, how should I say it?The eldest sister who sells sesame seed cakes on the side of the road is always alert to the mobile stall vendors around her, which is more like a market.

"What's it called? Master Liu... right?" Xia Xi only knew that the person she was looking for today was nicknamed "Master Liu", but it was too difficult to find someone in Beijing just by a nickname. Too much to find a needle in a haystack,

The inside of the hutong is completely different from the outside world. The inside of the hutong is more like a place isolated from the outside world.

It's so noisy, but it's much quieter when you come in. It feels like you've broken into someone else's private territory.

"I've said it all. At your age, you still fight with a group of little kids. You think you're thinking about the past!" A woman's voice came from a courtyard in front, as if arguing, the volume It's quite big, and Xia Xi couldn't help but stop in front of this courtyard house.

As soon as the woman inside finished speaking, a man's voice rang out again, his tone full of resentment, "Isn't it just a relapse of the old problem? If I... I can still...", as if to Prove that what you said is right, the man speaks every word with confidence,

After another period of silence, the man asked, "How much less is the 10 yuan?",

"Twenty thousand less",

"It's enough for me to borrow from my former buddies."

"If you can borrow it, you have already borrowed it. I don't know about your old buddies. Those who can borrow it have asked these two days." The woman sighed and continued,

"I see, if it doesn't work, I'll mortgage the house first..."

Xia Xi, who was standing in front of the door, listened for a long time, hesitating whether to go in or not. He could just listen to the corner here. The people inside seemed to be raising money for something. If he wanted to stand here and listen, it would be really bad. up,

"Hello……",

"...",

really!The people inside looked at her with unfriendly eyes, Xia Xi was very depressed, did she have a naturally hostile face?Although my behavior of listening to the wall just now was a bit unethical,

……

Well, well, she didn't mean to,

"I want to ask someone, is there a person named Liu Ye here?",

"I'm the sixth master", the sixth master looked at the little girl in front of him, did he come to look for him?

"Huh?", I never expected to find someone named Liu Ye, and I found it as soon as I asked. This is really good luck!

"My surname is Xia, my name is Xia Xi, and my grandfather is Xia Lang," straight to the point, Xia Xi simply stated her name, and stopped playing around with Liu Ye, directly explaining her intentions.

Grandpa passed away five years ago, and she found a notebook from his grandfather's youth among the belongings left by him. Xia Xi found out after reading the notebook that grandpa actually lived in Beijing for a while when he was young. , but got into trouble and left, and has since settled down in the south,

During the three years of wandering outside, sometimes in the dead of night, Xia Xi would always think of the things written in her grandfather's notes. It was a world completely unfamiliar to her. Xia Xi felt that it was a plot only found in martial arts novels. ,

Chivalrous rivers and lakes?Pleasure and hatred?really?Are those people in the notes from back then the old man named Liu Ye in front of him?

"Sharan?", a name that hadn't been mentioned for a long time, the moment I heard it, the name that suddenly jumped out of my mind, the dusty memory was released instantly, Liu Ye stared at the front of him with wide eyes This little girl cool,

"You... your grandfather is Xia Lang, Second Brother Lang?" The sixth master, who was still sitting, immediately wanted to stand up,

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"Be careful, you have a heart attack again...",

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay", Liu Ye waved his hands happily, and he didn't forget to say things like I'm in good health,

As if a certain switch had been turned on, Master Liu couldn't stop talking anymore,

"Girl, let me tell you, there are not many people who admire Liu Ye, Second Brother Lang... but..." When he mentioned this idol of his back then, Liu Ye's whole face was red, and his hands and feet were so happy The way I got up, I completely forgot the gloom just now,

As if discovering a new continent, Xia Xi listened to Liu Ye's past history with great interest, what should I say?It's really amazing. The grandfather in my memory is all gentle and refined, which has nothing to do with the word "mixed" at all?

The sixth master who started talking excitedly, and Xia Xi who listened seriously, um...and...is it Aunt Xia!

Aunt Xia looked at the two people, the older and the younger, quietly and still listening to the story she had heard many times...

But never tire of the story...