In the end, Ye Xuan didn't force him to stay. He understood his grandfather's temper. He wouldn't easily change his mind once he decided on something.
Now he had already determined that Ye Xuan was a person with ulterior motives. He might be a middleman. Moreover, Ye Xuan didn't tell the "truth," so he had decided to take back his right to rent the house.
Ye Xuan was also somewhat helpless. His grandfather was a bit stubborn. Once he decided, he wouldn't easily change his mind. Previously, he said that he was his grandson, but his grandfather didn't believe it at all.
Ye Xuan naturally told his grandfather to let him stay for one more day to tidy up. He would leave immediately the next day.
His grandfather thought for a moment and didn't make it difficult for him. He nodded and agreed.
In the afternoon, his grandfather still went out to pick up garbage. Don't underestimate this garbage picking industry. Although it was dirty, tiring, and might be looked down upon by some people, there was still a lot of profit margin in it.
His grandfather would only go out to pick up garbage when the farm was idle, but even so, he could still sell it for one or two hundred yuan a month. If he was lucky, he might even sell it for four or five hundred yuan.
It was 1993, and money was still very valuable at this time. Five cents could buy a delicious popsicle. Rice was only a few cents per catty, and meat was only three or four yuan. An income of one or two hundred yuan a month was already very good in the countryside.
After following his grandfather out, Ye Xuan took a look at the house. He tidied up the things in the house, and then took a few boxes of liquor from a warehouse. Each bottle was soaked with some spring of life. Then, he went to his grandfather's room.
He walked to the bedside and sat down. He reached out and touched the cold bamboo mat. His eyes flashed, and then his right hand swiped in the air.
Suddenly, like magic, a pile of neatly arranged "four old men's heads" appeared on the bed.
This pile of money was taken from some villas in various places. There were different sources. Some were from the underworld, and some were from the government. He deliberately chose not to have a serial number, so there were no hidden dangers when using it.
The total amount of money was only one million. Money was no different from paper to him now. But grandpa was just an ordinary person after all. Although money was not omnipotent, it was impossible to live without money. So it was always right to keep some money.
He took a piece of paper with words written on it and placed it next to the money. Then, he picked up the blanket on the bed and covered the money. Only then did Ye Xuan walk out of his grandfather's room and return to his own room. With a thought, he put away everything and slowly disappeared into thin air.
At night, when Grandpa Ye came back on a tricycle, he didn't hear any sound at home, and the lock on the door was still hanging, Grandpa Ye could not help frowning.
After quickly packing up the things in the car, Grandpa Ye took out the key and opened the door.
When he pushed open the door and entered, the house was quiet as if there was no one inside.
"Little Ye? Little Ye, are you at home? "Grandpa Ye walked into the house and looked around. When he saw that there was no one, he couldn't help saying.
It's a pity that there is no one in the house.
Grandpa Ye thought of something and hurriedly walked to the room where Ye Xuan lived before. He pushed the door open and sure enough, the room had been tidied up. In addition to the furniture that had been there before, the pillows, bamboo mats, and blankets were all neatly folded. But the things that Ye Xuan brought before were all gone, as if he had never lived here before.
"This Alas …" Looking at the clean room in front of him, the look in Grandpa Ye's eyes could not help but dim.
These scenes in front of him all show that Ye Xuan has left home, while he is out.
"This stinky boy, he clearly said that he would leave tomorrow morning. He even lied to the old man. He is really not a good person!" Grandpa Ye shook his head and didn't step into the room again. He muttered with some dissatisfaction in his mouth and then turned to the front of the hall.
However, when he saw that the pile of firewood in the hall, which was originally a little messy, had been neatly arranged, the water jar that was filled with water and covered tightly in the courtyard, several more boxes of wine in the front hall of the hall, and some hot food on the table, some of the turbid eyes suddenly had more water vapor.
"This heartless stinky boy, he didn't even say a word …" Taking a breath, Grandpa Ye subconsciously scolded. He didn't even bother to wash his hands. He directly lifted the bamboo cover used to cover the food, took the bowl and chopsticks from the side, picked up a big piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.
When the braised pork entered his mouth, Grandpa Ye felt a meat fragrance and sugar fragrance explode on the taste buds of his tongue. With a gentle bite, the braised pork softened in his mouth. It was salty and sweet, oily but not greasy. It was extremely fragrant.
Chewing slowly, as if recalling the taste of braised pork in his mouth, Grandpa Ye chewed braised pork a little bit and ate it for a few minutes.
"Alas, I'm really old …" Reaching out to wipe the corner of his eyes, Grandpa Ye took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice. Then he stood up, walked to the side and picked up the previous bottle of wine. He wanted to take two cups, but he paused and put down one more. Then he went back to the table and poured himself a full cup.
One cup, two cups, three cups …
Grandpa Ye, who usually only drank one or two cups of wine, drank five cups in one breath today. Although a little spring of life was added, this wine was Maotai with 53 degrees. Even if the cup was only a teacup, five cups were at least half a jin.
Shaking his dizzy head, Grandpa Ye was not in the mood to eat. He stood up from the side, covered the bamboo cover again, staggered to the front of the house and closed the door. Then he went to his room.
As soon as he got to the bedside, Grandpa Ye just wanted to lie on the bed. Suddenly, he stopped. Although he looked a little drunk, people who had drunk knew that in this state, people's consciousness would be more sober.
So, he found something extra on his bed, covered by his blanket. It was square, but he didn't know what it was.
After thinking about it, Grandpa Ye guessed that it might be left by Ye Xuan, so he didn't think much about it. Then he opened the blanket.
Whoosh! ~ ~
The blanket was lifted, and then a pile of neatly arranged "four old men's heads" appeared in front of him.
"This …" Seeing the pile of money on the bed, Grandpa Ye couldn't help but step back in fright. Then he calmed down and recovered. He went to the bedside and saw a piece of paper beside him. He reached out and took it to his eyes.
I saw it said:
"Grandpa, in fact, I wanted to call you Grandpa for a long time, but I was afraid it was too bold, and I was afraid you couldn't accept it. In fact, I'm not a student of any university. I'm really your grandson, but I've never been here. Maybe you don't understand this kind of thing now, but please wait a few months, and soon I'll come to you.
Now, I'm leaving, Grandpa, don't look for me, I'm just going back to my time.
Besides, I left you this money. Don't worry. It's my grandson's filial piety. You can spend it as much as you want. Don't be too frugal.
Finally, I'm really happy to see you again.
Your grandson, Ye Xuan! "
"This, what's going on? Ye Xuan, that stinky boy, is my grandson? Looking at the information left on the paper in his hand, and the pile of bills left on the bed, thinking of the memories of Ye Xuan's life with himself in the past two months, Grandpa Ye's turbid eyes could not help but blur.
Drip! Drip! ~ ~ ~
The paper in his hand is wet …
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