This courtyard is large, simple and shabby, with stone walls and bluestone slabs scattered on the ground, winding and extending from the door to the courtyard.
On both sides of the road, vegetables are grown, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep are raised, and birdcages are hung on the trees. The local atmosphere is all over the place.
Ji Yunyang said with a smile, "Looking at his residence, you can tell that the old man is different from ordinary people."
Xia Cheng appreciates this very much. When a person reaches a certain level, he himself is a symbol and no longer needs external things like material things to show his identity.
There are thatched pavilions and ponds in the yard, making it feel like you are in a pastoral.
After walking for a long time, I arrived in front of the main room. A middle-aged man in simple clothes spoke in a serious manner, saying that the old man was tired from working at noon and was taking a rest.
Ji Yunyang called him Uncle Li, then led Xia Cheng into the house and said apologetically, "No one dares to disturb the old man when he is sleeping. You sit down first and I will go in and take a look."
Xia Cheng nodded, and she looked around the room. It was simple and shabby, but all the furnishings were neat and clean, and there were certain rules. It could be seen that the old man was a rigorous and orderly person.
The walls are made of loess, with blackened military uniforms and yellowed gun jackets hung on them.
Xia Cheng's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have thought of something. The owner of this house was definitely a big shot. No wonder Ji Yunyang said, don't give him gifts, because this kind of person is not moved by fame and fortune, and the only thing that can impress him is his heart.
But she didn't know that there was a suite behind Hall K. From inside, she could see the scene outside clearly.
In the room, there was an old man who was energetic, majestic and kind. He was holding a cane in his hand and sitting on the Taishi chair.
Next to him, there was a young man sitting. To his surprise, it was Chen Juan.
Ji Yunyang stood in front of him with a respectful attitude, "Grandpa, that girl outside is my friend. She wants to come to visit you. Please meet her."
The old man snorted coldly and was very unhappy, "How many times have I told you not to bring some random people to disturb me."
Ji Yunyang's face looked a little uncomfortable, "Grandpa, she is not a messy person. Give me some face and meet her."
The old man raised the crutch in his hand, "Get out of here now, hurry up!"
Ji Yunyang wanted to say something else, but the old man stopped him with a look, and he immediately shrank his head and went out.
Chen Juan glanced outside. Ji Yunyang was saying something to Xia Cheng. Then he left, but Xia Cheng didn't leave, and was still sitting there.
It seemed that she was going to ask Ji Yunyang to be her spokesperson and was not going to leave until she saw the old man.
However, the old man has been an upright man throughout his military life, but his character is very paranoid. If you win his favor, he will do anything for you, but there are very few people he can like.
No one could make him change his mind about the things that the old man didn't allow him to do. He was just afraid that Xia Cheng's trip would be in vain.
He cleared his throat and said, "Grandpa, why don't you serve me a cup of tea?"
The old man said impatiently, "Nowadays, many young people are spoiled, have little money in their waists, and are extremely pretentious. Girls are pretentious and have a particular taste. Will they drink tea from my enamel jar?"
There were several young people who had arrived before to see him with purpose. They walked cautiously for fear of stepping on landmines, with a little mud on their feet. They could scream for a long time, put on airs, and had disgust on their faces. That fake look, It's disgusting to look at.
Chen Juan took a sip and said, "Not all young people are like this. For example, I am down-to-earth and simple."
The old man looked at him with his peripheral vision and curled his lips, "You, just force yourself. By the way, what are you doing here today?"
"I haven't come to visit you for a long time. I just have free time today. I came to see you. Nothing happened." Chen Juan answered honestly. He called Uncle Li at the door and said, "Send a cup to the girl in the hall. Let’s go to tea.”
The old man looked at him with eyes that could see everything, "You are very attentive, I think you have no good intentions."
As he spoke, he looked outside and saw Uncle Li holding a large rusty porcelain jar in front of Xia Cheng.
Xia Cheng nodded her thanks, and Uncle Li left. She was probably a little bored, so she stood up and looked at the calligraphy hanging in the middle.
The old man in the back room snorted and curled his lips, "I guess she won't drink that water at all."
Chen Juan touched his chin and thought to himself that it was normal not to know how to drink. After all, Xia Cheng was a rich young lady. She grew up in a wealthy family, but her family was in decline. After marrying herself, she never suffered any hardship.
"You can't blame others for not drinking. I can't even use that crappy jar of yours."
The old man raised his crutch, and Chen Juan quickly shut up!
After a while, Xia Cheng showed appreciation on his face, nodded slightly, reached out to pick up the teapot, and took a few sips of water.
Chen Juan's lips curved up and he looked at the old man, "Grandpa, she drank. She's been here for so long. Why don't you go out and meet her?"
The old man gave him a cold look, "Boy, if you don't change your flirtatious temper, don't come here again."
He can't walk when he sees a beautiful girl. This problem is not like his father's.
Then he added, "I hate people disturbing me the most, so just let her stay. When she loses patience, she will leave."
After saying that, he put on his reading glasses, picked up a book, and read it seriously.
Chen Juan looked at him several times, but when he saw that he ignored him, he got up and walked back and forth in front of him.
The old man glanced at him with sharp eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Chen Juan knew that this old man was a stubborn man. The more you asked him to do something, the less he would do it. He could only outsmart you.
Looking outside again, Xia Cheng was nowhere to be seen.
The old man pushed up his glasses, his eyes showing an expected light, "I'm just telling you, young people nowadays have no patience at all. Okay, let's go and take a walk with me."
Chen Juan glanced outside again, then supported the old man and walked out through the back door.
Outside, the sun sets in the west, giving everything a layer of red.
Chen Juan took a deep breath and felt relaxed all over.
After walking with the old man for about an hour, night slowly fell and the two of them went back.
Walking to the door of the main room, he smelled the fragrant aroma of food. The old man took a deep sniff and said, "Well, the food in the kitchen today is very fragrant. Come on, let's see what we have done?"
Chen Juan opened the door and helped him walk in. He paused in his steps and was a little dazed.
The old man was about to ask, but stopped when he saw Xia Cheng, wearing an apron, placing tableware on the table. Food was already placed on the table.
Hearing the footsteps, Xia Cheng raised his head, obviously a little surprised as to why Chen Juan was here, but he quickly regained his composure.
I was thinking, can I pretend that I don’t know him?
