Red bricks and black tiles, the front of the building and the back of the house. Compared to more than twenty years later, this courtyard was not considered old. The front courtyard (the open space in front of the house) was only paved with a layer of fine pebbles, but the weeds on it had been removed completely. In the corner was an old persimmon tree about three meters tall that had just sprouted. On the other side was a clothes rack with a few old clothes on it.
Stepping into the front courtyard of the house, Ye Xuan felt that his emotions, which had not fluctuated for a long time, could not help but fluctuate a little at this time.
Looking at the tightly shut door of the house, Ye Xuan moved his mind and realized that there was no one inside. He then released his Divine Telekinesis again and saw an old man carrying a snakeskin bag under the scorching sun. He held a bamboo in his hand and was rummaging through a rubbish pile by the roadside.
"Grandpa …" Seeing the old man's familiar face and slightly hunched figure, Ye Xuan's eyes could not help but be filled with tears.
"Uh … Young man, who are you looking for?" At this moment, a figure walked up from the foot of the mountain. It was a middle-aged man with bronze skin and some white hair on his temples. He stepped into the front courtyard and looked at Ye Xuan suspiciously.
"Uncle Qing!" Seeing this middle-aged man, Ye Xuan immediately recognized his identity. This person should be considered Ye Xuan's uncle. His grandfather was Ye Xuan's great-grandfather, so they came from the same origin.
Of course, at this moment, he did not recognize him. Of course, Ye Xuan immediately regained his composure and turned around with a smile. "Hello, I am Ye Xuan, a student of the Imperial Capital University's Institute of Arts. This is my student ID!"
Ye Xuan felt around in his pocket and then a student ID appeared in his hand. He handed it over.
Of course, this student ID could not be real. With his cultivation level, it was only a matter of a thought for him to get something like this.
The reason why he pretended to be a student was because the identity of a student naturally had an additional element of trust, especially for university students in this era.
Seeing the student ID that Ye Xuan handed over, Ye Qingsheng quickly reached out and took it. He saw that the student ID really had the words "Imperial Capital University Art Institute" written on it, and there was also Ye Xuan's head pasted on it. He couldn't help but trust him a little.
At this time, people were still very simple and did not take any precautions against such things. It was not like 20 or 30 years later, when there were all kinds of schemes and tricks everywhere.
Sure enough, after seeing Ye Xuan's student ID card, the suspicion on Ye Qingsheng's face disappeared. He smiled and said, "Oh, you're a student of Capital University. Eh, is your surname Ye too?"
"En, yes!" Ye Xuan nodded with a smile.
"That's really fate. Most of us here have the surname Ye too." Ye Qingsheng handed back the student ID card in his hand to Ye Xuan and asked with a smile, "By the way, young man, why are you here?"
"Oh, we're about to graduate, and we need a graduation work. I've been to many places, and I feel that the scenery here is very good. It gives me a good feeling, so I came here to have a look." Ye Xuan casually made up a story.
Ye Xuan casually made up a story, but Ye Qingsheng couldn't understand it. He rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly, "Haha, yes, the scenery here is really good!"
In fact, he had already complained in his heart. He had lived here for decades. What kind of scenery could there be here? Wasn't it just some trees, some mountains, and a river? What was so strange about it?
However, Ye Qingsheng was a cultured person and a university student of Capital University Art Institute. He must know more than him.
"By the way, uncle, is this place your home? I don't know if there is a place where I can borrow for a few days. Don't worry, I will pay. 10 yuan a day. What do you think? "Ye Xuan looked at Ye Qingsheng with a smile and asked.
"Ah, you want to live here?!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Qingsheng couldn't help but be shocked. Then, he waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, uh … That, no, this is not my home. My home is below. This is my uncle's home, and he is not here now."
Ye Xuan nodded slightly and asked with a smile, "Then, how can I find your uncle?"
"You, you really want to stay here?" Ye Qingsheng asked again with some doubt in his heart, Ye Xuan.
"En, yes, thank you!" Ye Xuan nodded solemnly and smiled.
Seeing that Ye Xuan seemed to be serious, Ye Qingsheng rubbed his hands and said, "If that's the case, then wait here for a moment. I'll go and ask my uncle to come back. You can discuss it with him yourself!"
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you!" Ye Xuan thanked him again.
"Hey, it's no trouble at all. We are more than happy that a college student like you can come to our village … Then wait here, I'll be back soon!" Ye Qingsheng smiled and waved his hand, then turned around and walked down the mountain.
"Okay, then take your time. I'm not in a hurry!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"Don't worry!" Ye Qingsheng waved his hand and then trotted down the mountain.
Seeing that Uncle Qing was so enthusiastic, Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile. He stood alone in front of the house and looked at the familiar yet strange scenery. For a moment, he was a little dazed.
After Ye Qingsheng went down, he quickly drove out on his family's Jialing 125 motorcycle. He was probably going to find Ye Xuan's grandfather.
At the foot of the mountain, Uncle Qing's family seemed to have informed their family members so Aunt Qing also walked out to take a look but she didn't come over.
After about twenty plus minutes, Ye Qingsheng came back in a hurry on his bike. Other than him, there was an old man with slightly white hair sitting behind the bike. He was wearing a semi-long sleeve shirt, holding a snakeskin bag and a bamboo pole.
Because the road from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain had only been slightly renovated, but it was still full of potholes. So Ye Qingsheng didn't ride the bike up but stopped at the foot of the mountain and followed the both of them up.
Ye Xuan's grandfather Ye Xing Hua was only fifty plus years old. Other than farming, he would also go out to pick up some rubbish to sell so his body was rather healthy.
The few hundred meters of mountain road was quickly reached by the both of them. Following that, under Ye Qingsheng's lead, they walked towards Ye Xuan.
"Eldest Uncle, this is the student from Imperial City University. He has the same surname as us, called Ye Xuan." Ye Qingsheng introduced Ye Xuan's grandfather to Ye Xuan and then said, "Ye Xuan, this is my Eldest Uncle, the owner of this house!"
"Nice to meet you, Grandfather Ye. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and looked at the old man in front of him with a trace of excitement as he smiled.
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