Chapter 298 Chapter 64 Greetings from Passers-by

I was about to ask my grandpa what to do with a broken sack, but my grandpa said in a hurry: "Let's go, let's go, I've calculated the time, but your grandma has been nagging me for a long time, and now I don't have much time. You hold the rose, Let's go now." After speaking, he folded the torn sack in half and put it under his arm.It turned out that when grandma was clearing the table, grandpa hid in the back room and waited for her to leave.Perhaps grandma knew that grandpa was hiding in the back room, and knew that grandpa couldn't be stopped, so she made an excuse to go to bed so that grandpa could "take the opportunity" to slip away.These two old people, one pretending to scold, the other pretending to obey, but secretly understanding each other, put on a parody in front of me.

I immediately went to pick up Rose, and followed Grandpa out the door. When I went out, the sky had not yet darkened. People walking back home from farm work in twos and threes walked on the ridge. They greeted grandpa when they saw grandpa, and even people who were half a mile away stood on the ridge and shouted: " Master Ma, where are you busy?" Grandpa had no choice but to wave his hand from a distance, and answered in vain: "Hey, I'm busy." The person who said hello was very happy Nodding, it seems that he really knows what grandpa is going to do. When we walked to the road in front of Wentian Village, there were almost no people on the ridge.The sun has completely set, and the moon has long been hanging in the sky, but it does not emit a little light, faintly like white paint left by a careless painter on the blue curtain.There was no wind, the surrounding mountains were quiet, and the trees were also quiet, as if they were silently watching my grandpa and I walking towards that remote little house step by step.Wen Huan was living with her daughter-in-law in that small house.

There are also sparse frogs or toads in the grass by the roadside blocking the way.The frog was very clever and jumped away half a meter away from us.But toads are stupid, and my grandpa and I have to carefully avoid them, for fear of stepping on them covered in venom. Wen Huanzai's daughter-in-law stood on tiptoe at the door and stretched her neck to look at us.As soon as she saw us, she raised her hand happily and shouted: "Master Ma, Master Ma!" It was like waiting for a friend who had just arrived at a crowded station. When we walked to the ground of her house, my grandfather asked me quietly: "Do you smell the smell?"

I sniffed hard, and there was a faint smell, like a rotten duck egg.I nod. Grandpa smiled and said, "The smell was terrible when I first came here. It's not so bad this time." Wen Huanzai's daughter-in-law came over from the door, heard our conversation, and asked with a puzzled face: "Is there a smell? Why can't I smell it? Did the wild cats on the back mountain come to shit on the ground?" She turned her head to look around the ground, and cursed, "That dead cat!" "Don't blame the cat," said Grandpa, throwing the broken sack on the ground.

"Why did you throw away the sack?" Wen Huan's daughter-in-law and I asked in unison. Grandpa looked around and said mysteriously, "Don't talk..." My daughter-in-law Wen Huan and I had no choice but to follow my grandfather into the house silently with doubts.By this time the sky had darkened.