695 Meal of the Fifteenth Of course, Ye Qingshan's ability to forcibly obtain the power of the formation directly through the system is an exception, but even so, Ye Qingshan's state of mind is also very solid, in fact, if it weren't for the small black house where Ye Qingshan had been locked up for three hundred years before, coupled with Ah Jiu's stimulation, and then his body exploded again, these hidden dangers above would definitely not have this feeling under the stimulation of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The old man didn't know the true situation of Ye Qingshan, in the eyes of the old man, Ye Qingshan was a fledgling hairy boy, in August 15, a festival where the whole family should be reunited, Ye Qingshan was alone outside, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little sad in his heart.
And the old man's way of comforting people is also very strange, he rolled his eyes and looked proud: "So what?
My son is a golden immortal before he is fifty years old, and he is also the lord of a city. ” A helpless wry smile appeared on Ye Qingshan's face, in the face of this kind of old man, what could Ye Qingshan say, he could only wave his hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, your son is cheating, right?"
” "That is, and it doesn't depend on whose seed it is."
The old man looked proud, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't see that the other party's eyes were still flashing with caution and timidity just now.
It's just that looking at Ye Qingshan, who still had a touch of helplessness at the corner of his mouth, a flash of thought flashed in the old man's eyes: "Then again, what are you going to do tonight, little baby?"
” Facing the old man's inquiry, Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, looked at the seemingly boundless river, sighed, and a touch of melancholy flashed in his eyes: "I don't know, maybe it's not bad to watch the moon here for a night?"
” As if thinking of something, a flash of intent flashed in the old man's eyes: "Do you want to come to my house?"
Anyway, I'm alone at home. ” Ye Qingshan shook his head and refused without thinking: "Forget it, it's good for me to look at the moon alone." ” The old man was stunned for a moment, seemed to have made up his mind, glared at Ye Qingshan fiercely, and pretended to be fierce: "Don't give me face uncle?"
” Ye Qingshan rolled his eyes: "Hehe." ” The old man ignored Ye Qingshan's white eyes, but emphasized: "My son is the city lord. ” But unfortunately, Ye Qingshan rolled his eyes again: "Hehe." ” This time, the old man no longer emphasized his son's identity as the city lord, but waved the fishing rod in his hand, "Hehe, your sister!"
I'll kill you little bunny!
” …… Dividing line ......
On the night of August 15, Ye Qingshan thought that he would stand alone by the river and watch the moon at night.
Maybe when the mood comes, I will drink two sips of spirits, then sing a song, and finally ride the waves, which seems quite beautiful to think about?
It's just some secondary two, and the shame is off the charts!
This was Ye Qingshan's original plan, Ye Qingshan knew that there was something wrong with his mentality, otherwise Ye Qingshan would not have taken the initiative to leave the noisy city, but Ye Qingshan knew better that this was just a trivial problem, as long as he adjusted his mentality a little.
This is also the reason why Ye Qingshan rejected the old man twice in a row.
But the old man doesn't think so, because he has experienced it, so the old man knows very well the feeling of not being there in the festival, the old man doesn't know Ye Qingshan's real age, let alone Ye Qingshan's real problem, the old man just thinks that Ye Qingshan is still too young, and it is difficult to accept this kind of thing for a while.
The old man didn't know how to help Ye Qingshan untie the knot, after all, the old man was just an ordinary person, not to mention cultivating immortals, even cultivation was impossible, in this high-martial world where strength was respected, the old man who couldn't cultivate was the kind of waste in everyone's eyes!
But the old man has great wisdom, he knows what the cause of Ye Qingshan's heart knot is, he can't help Ye Qingshan untie the heart knot, but he can help Ye Qingshan reduce the heart knot.
The old man knew that in this kind of festival, it was impossible for him to replace Ye Qingshan's family.
But the old man understands that in this case, even if it is only the company of a stranger, it is better than no company.
So Ye Qingshan was forcibly dragged to the old man's house.
The Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is not very rich, after all, after so many years, the old man did not expect that someone would come to the house tonight.
However, there are a lot of things at home, a box of moon cakes that are worth a lot of money when you look at the packaging, but the old man did not open it, and he did not plan to eat, in the words of the old man, the moon cakes are still made by themselves, so that there is a taste of home, this kind of moon cakes without the taste of home, it is better not to eat.
Took out a few small plates of pickles from the jar, dug a jar of osmanthus wine under the old tree in the yard, fried a peanut rice, and the remaining bottom oil of the fried peanuts was poured on the steamed grass carp just out of the pot.
On the stone table in the front yard, these are the full dinners of this Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ye Qingshan was very helpless, according to his original idea, the two of them could go directly to the teahouse or restaurant for a meal, it didn't take much money, it was not troublesome, and the food was good.
But the old man disagreed, and he repeatedly emphasized that eating out would not taste at home.
As for hemp is not troublesome?
Looking at the old man's excited face, Ye Qingshan really didn't intend to discourage the other party's enthusiasm.
To give a few simple examples, Ye Qingshan said that he wanted to kill fish, but the old man said no, because it was fishy to kill fish, so let the "active" Ye Qingshan go to the kimchi jar to catch a few dishes of pickles.
Ye Qingshan was going to dig wine, but the old man said that he was afraid that Ye Qingshan would be tired, so he asked Ye Qingshan to run to the side to peel garlic, and he took a hoe to "huhuhu" for a while.
Tired?
With Ye Qingshan's physical fitness, even if he blows up the entire Tianxuan City, he will not be tired.
But there is no way, a little focused, a little dirty work, the old man doesn't let Ye Qingshan move.
In short, Ye Qingshan fished a few small plates of pickles, washed two pairs of chopsticks, and peeled two heads of garlic for the dishes on this table, and the rest was all done by the old man himself.
It's just that looking at the old man's weather-covered face, full of happy and satisfied smiles, Ye Qingshan's heart felt inexplicably panicked.
Especially when eating, the old man muttered over and over again that his best dish was this steamed grass carp. used to be poor, it was really poor, his wife left early, leaving only the old man alone to pull Yang Wenping, and Yang Wenping grew strong and ate a lot since he was a child, the old man is an ordinary person, it is okay to maintain food and clothing, but it is too difficult to make money.
So the old man can only fish, because fishing doesn't cost money, and he can eat meat every once in a while.
Because of the more fishing, the old man gradually practiced the unique skill of making fish with one hand, especially this steamed grass carp, every time he celebrated the festival, the old man would make it for Yang Wenping to eat.
Not because the steamed grass carp is particularly delicious, but because the grass carp has few bones, so it is more expensive to buy, and the family eats carp or silver carp on weekdays, and the more expensive fish such as grass carp have to be sold for money.
It's just a pity that as Yang Wenping's strength becomes stronger and stronger, the number of times he goes home is getting less and less, especially in the years since he became the city lord, even if it is a festival like the Spring Festival, the father and son have not spent the festival together.
In the past, people couldn't afford to eat when they were at home, but now they can afford to eat, but people are not at home.
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The old man was very helpless, and he felt a little uncomfortable at first, but after so many years, the old man gradually accepted this situation that the child was not at home after the holidays.
According to the old man's words, the child is busy, and he has no ability to be a father and can't help the child, but at least he can't drag the child down.
This made Ye Qingshan's heart panic, and he inexplicably thought of Xiong's father and Xiong's mother, they are not unintelligent beasts, they also have the same feelings as themselves, but like the old man in front of him, Xiong's father and Xiong's mother rarely come to him, maybe it's because of that sentence for fear of dragging down the child.
But on the other hand, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, let's not talk about Ye Qingshan's situation, let's just say that Yang Wenping, as the lord of a city, Yang Wenping needs to consider too many things, there are evil wolves looking around, poisonous snakes and snakes waiting for opportunities inside, in addition to this, there is also Huang Jian, the owner of the Zhenwu Temple, the smiling tiger staring at the side.
What could he do?
Having reached his current position, many things are involuntary.
Who is to blame?
Blame this chaotic world?
Don't make trouble, the world doesn't carry this pot, it can only be said that in the face of fate, who can be truly free and easy.