After Liu Mingzhi returned to the house, before he could sit down and rest for a while, Liu Song hurriedly appeared outside the room, stood at the door and knocked gently on the door a few times.
"Master, is it convenient for you now?"
Mr. Liu frowned slightly and put down the tea he had just taken a sip of. He gently spit out the tea leaves on his tongue and looked at Liu Song who was standing outside the door.
"Come in first? What's wrong?"
"Master, there's nothing special to do. I won't go in. I just asked you to inform me to go there."
"The old man wants me to go there? Now?"
"Yes, when I came to inform the young master, he had already gone to the study. He said he would be waiting for you in his study."
Young Master Liu looked confused and muttered a few words about the old man's purpose in letting him go, then raised his hand and waved it twice towards Liu Song.
"I understand. Master, I will drink this cup of tea to moisten my throat and then I will be over. You can go about your own business first."
"Yes, please excuse me."
After Liu Song left, Young Master Liu calmly picked up the tea cup in his hand, and while sipping the tea that left a fragrance on his lips and teeth, he thought about the old man's intention of calling him over.
He didn't shout earlier, he didn't shout later, but Xuan'er let him go as soon as he left for about half a day. This was too much of a coincidence.
Does the old man want to talk to himself about this girl Xuan'er? Then what aspects will he talk about?
After pondering for a long time, Master Liu vaguely came to the conclusion that what the old man was going to say was most likely related to the life events of his younger sister Liu Xuan.
She is twenty-six years old. Although she is not too old in her opinion, according to today's concept, Xuan'er is already an older leftover girl who cannot get married.
She has passed the age of Hua Xin and has not yet married. Although she cannot be said to be the only one in Dalong, at least she can be regarded as the leader at the top of the pyramid.
While thinking secretly, he slowly drank the cup of tea.
Young Master Liu put the tea cup on the table, stretched his arms and stood up and walked out of the room.
"Ah? Husband...husband, when did you come back?"
Qi Yun was holding a few pieces of colorful underwear in her arms and just stepped into the threshold when she saw Mr. Liu suddenly walking out of the room, and was immediately frightened.
Young Master Liu saw the beautiful woman patting her trembling chest with her jade hands to calm her fright. He glanced at the colorful underwear in Qi Yun's hands, raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders.
"I just came back and had a cup of tea. The old man asked my husband to go over. Yun'er, you can pack your clothes first. My husband will go over first."
"Okay, I understand. What do you want to eat tonight? I go and ask the kitchen to prepare it for you, husband."
Young Master Liu rubbed his hands together and smiled, glanced at the clothes in Qi Yun's hands again, put his hands on his back with a half-smile and walked out of the room.
"My husband didn't notice for a moment, but I didn't expect that Yun'er seems to have grown up a little."
"Ah? Is I looking old again?"
Qi Yun's pretty face was startled, then she quickly reached out and caressed her cheeks a few times, then turned around and ran to the dressing mirror to take a look.
Looking in the mirror and stroking the corners of her eyes with her fingertips for a moment, Qi Yun found that the subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes had not increased, and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"You stinky husband, you scared me to death."
"Yun'er, don't forget to prepare steamed buns for your husband tonight."
Hearing her husband's words faintly coming from the courtyard, Qi Yun responded casually.
"I understand, I will give instructions to the kitchen..."
Qi Yun paused as she spoke, seeming to realize something. She subconsciously glanced at her chest, which was like mountains and waves, and the few pieces of underwear in her hands. Her pretty face suddenly spat secretly, as charming as water.
"Bah, bad guy."
Young Master Liu didn't know whether Yun'er understood what he meant, so he rushed all the way to the outside of Liu Zhian's study.
"Old man, this young master is here."
After saying hello in advance, Mr. Liu didn't wait for his old man to respond. He lightly kicked open the door of Liu Zhian's study and walked into the study as if nothing had happened.
"Old man, I wonder what you have to teach me about when you called me here?"
The pen in Liu Zhi'an's hand made a light mark on the account book. He put down the pen and glanced casually at the careless Mr. Liu.
"Xuan'er has left the city?"
Young Master Liu nodded quietly, sat down on a chair beside him and crossed his legs, casually picked up a piece of candied fruit and threw it into his mouth.
"It's not even half an hour before and after. I estimate that we have only walked about ten miles at the fastest.
By the way, why did you come to see me?"
"I and your mother plan to go back to our old house in Jiangnan for a while. We have been away from our hometown for a long time. We have not seen many old friends for many years, and we want to go back and have a good reunion with them."
"Co-author, you also know that Xuan...ah? Back...back to the old house in Jiangnan? Are you and my mother going back to the old house in Jiangnan?"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Young Master Liu's stunned reaction, stood up, reached out and took down the dry tobacco bag he rarely smoked from the wall and walked to the window.
Liu Zhi'an loaded the tobacco with a slightly unfamiliar movement, lit it with a fire stick, and quietly puffed out a few puffs of smoke.
"Now that many things have come to an end, you no longer need my help here, and I can feel completely at ease.
Therefore, I plan to take your mother back to her hometown in the south of the Yangtze River to relax and reunite with old friends.
I have been working hard over the years and am somewhat exhausted.
Now that I and your mother have reached the age where they should take care of themselves, they want to go back to their hometown and live a leisurely life for a few years.
Some people return home in fine clothes, some return home in glory, some return in desolation, and some return alone.
However, all of these are inseparable from the four words. Life, grass and trees, and autumn, after all, cannot escape the shackles of these four words.
Those are the four words called "fallen leaves return to their roots".
In this life, no matter whether it is beautiful or not, glorious or not, abject or not, desolate or not. As long as you get older, what you think about will always be the fallen leaves returning to their roots.
Damn boy, dad is old, really old.
From the day you were born to today, more than forty years have passed in a hurry.
As if in the blink of an eye, the little baby who was still crying in his father's hand has now become a real adult.
Not only did he become an adult, but he also grew up to be the current emperor of Dalong and the king of a country.
Being able to see this scene with our own eyes, father and your mother, our lives will not be in vain.
No matter it’s south of the sky or north of the earth, elderly people often talk about how it’s been the same for ten years.
But here in my father’s house, it has been the same for more than forty years!
In the past forty years, you, Mingli, Xuan'er, Mingjie, your brothers and sisters have all grown up.
Watching you grow up from birth to adulthood day by day, year by year, dad’s heart is sweeter than eating honey.
Although dad often scolds you for your incompetence, in his heart, he is sincerely proud of you and proud of you.
What you have achieved today is not in vain for your father’s hard work over the past few decades!
After decades of hard work, although dad has not helped you much, he has done his best.
I've been busy for decades, you little fool, I'm tired, and I want to take a rest."
After listening to Liu Zhi'an's sighing words with a hoarse voice, Young Master Liu's careless attitude disappeared. Sitting on the chair, he looked a little at a loss and even more overwhelmed.
The candied fruit in his mouth was obviously so sweet and delicious, but Liu Mingzhi felt it was extremely unpleasant.
Young Master Liu pursed his lips and swallowed the candied fruit in his mouth. He blinked hard a few times and blinked his eyes that were blown by the wind... yes... the wind.
If you taste the candied fruit carefully, it turns out that it can be bitter.