Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 923 916. The shepherd boy cuts willow branches and inserts them in front of the door, looking back a hundred years have passed
The bad old man caught Niu Niu and made a little kid cry.

It’s so fun in the live broadcast room.

【Child: Hehehe, no hehe】

[How could the old man be so mean to arrest little Jiji?]

[You ate all the food but didn’t eat it, you made your child cry]

[I didn’t bother to comfort her even though she was crying~~hahaha]

[The little kid is so pitiful, what a dark history, a lifetime of dark history in high definition]

[When I was a kid, my grandpa loved to grab me like this. I hated it. If you were grabbed by me as a kid, please raise your hand! ]

[No one raised their hand. There is no such organ.]

This... well, people on the Internet really dare to say anything.

The old man really made the child cry and didn't care to comfort him.

With an embarrassed smile, she took Luo Shaoan to the kitchen to carry the wild vegetables and bamboo shoots, put them down, and washed her hands.

Then he asked Luo Shaoan to carry two small bamboo chairs outside the yard and place them under the big willow tree.

The trunk of this crooked willow tree is wide enough for two people to hug. Its tender green branches have sprouted new buds and hang down like a waterfall, swaying gently in the breeze.

Luo Shaoan patted the trunk and exclaimed: "This willow tree is really big, it must be a hundred years old."

The old man sat on a bamboo chair, looked up, smiled and shook his head, "Less than ninety-nine years, I will be a hundred next year."

"How do you know?" Luo Shaoan asked curiously.

The old man laughed and said, "I planted it, how could I not know it?"

Then he began to talk, "I was still a child that year. I went out to herd cattle and broke off a willow branch to play with. I rushed home to eat in the evening and stuck it here. I didn't expect it to grow up..."

Luo Shaoan was shocked, "How old were you that year?"

"Seven years old. I remember it clearly, because the next year, when I was eight years old, I left home to become an apprentice."

Luo Shaoan counted with his fingers and exclaimed, "You are 106 years old? I can't tell."

You can't call him old man, you have to call him old grandfather.

The old man smiled happily, "How old do you think I am?"

"I think you are over 90. There is a man named Gonggong in our village who is over 90 years old. He looks about the same as you and has no hair either."

The old man was quite happy at first, but his face changed after hearing what happened next. He laughed and scolded, "You bastard, you can't give birth to a son who is 87 when you are over 90."

Then he touched his head and said, "I still have some hair, but it grows slowly as I get older..."

"Mr. Gonggong has a beard, and it's very long."

"That's because he was still young. When he was my age... I've got you confused. I have a beard too."

The old and the young were laughing and chatting about some inexplicable topics.

The old cow under the tree heard the noise, stopped chewing the grass, and looked over with wide eyes curiously...

There was already a huge noise in the live broadcast room.

[Grandpa is 106 years old? ? ? A centenarian? ? I can’t really tell]

[I can climb mountains, dig bamboo shoots, my eyesight is not blurry and my ears are not deaf, my mind is clear and I can speak fluently, a hundred years old? ? I am grateful to God that I can do this at the age of eighty]

【Be clear, if you eat junk food every day and don’t exercise, you will be sick by the age of 60. 】

[5555~~Getting the retirement allowance is considered a victory...]

The more I talk about it, the sadder it becomes.

However, these discussions quickly died down.

However, this picture later spread far and wide and became the wallpaper of many people.

Some netizens took screenshots of this scene, including the ancient tree, old cow, old man and young boy, as well as geese and ducks in the pond in the distance.

It’s beautifully put together.

The accompanying text is also very artistic, it is called - "The shepherd boy cuts willow branches and inserts them in front of the door, looking back a hundred years have passed"
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Chat for a while.

The aunt came under the tree carrying a small stove and a small basket.

A stove was placed in front of the two men, with a few pieces of charcoal burning in it.

Then put a small clay pot with a handle on the fire, put a few dates and longans on the side of the stove, and bake two cakes.

There are also two teacups.

Then he placed a kettle of water on the stove without adding any more to the jar.

Luo Shaoan recognized these things at a glance and asked, "Grandpa, would you like some tea?" The aunt smiled and said, "The old man is difficult to serve. He eats five meals a day, and he has to have an extra meal at this time every day."

The old man curled his lips and said, "Drink tea, mix a cake."

"Yes, yes, yes." The aunt responded perfunctorily, her hands moving swiftly.

The old man curled his lips and said nothing.

It can be seen that the great-grandson's wife is the head of this family.

This generation is so magical.

The aunt turned to Luo Shaoan and said with a smile, "Luo boy, have a cake too, it smells delicious."

"Okay, I'm hungry." Luo Shaoan happily agreed without any hesitation, and said to the old man, "I want more walnuts."

The old man said "no", shook his head and said, "No, I want more walnuts."

Luo Shaoan proposed another condition, "Then we'll each have half, and I want an extra longan."

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The old man agreed this time, and said with a cheerful smile: "Okay, half of the cake for each of you, and three longans, I'll give you two."

The auntie set out the teapots and smiled so happily that her eyes were wide open. "You kid, just play with the old man..."

Old children, the older they get, the more they act like children.

Everyone could see that Luo Shaoan was just trying to coax the old man into having fun. The old man knew it, but he just wanted to be coaxed.

After setting up the stall under the big willow tree, the aunt got up and left.

The old cow came over and nudged the old man with its nose.

The old man reached out and picked up a date from the stove and spread it in his hand.

The old cow rolled up its tongue and put it into its mouth, chewing it.

It turned out that he was asking for dates to eat.

It seems that it has been more than one or two days.

Luo Shaoan consciously took over the task of making tea, moved aside the dates, and broke open three longans and threw them into the jar.

The old man took out a box from the basket. Luo Shaoan took it, took a few pieces of rock sugar from the box and threw them into the jar. Seeing that there were raisins, he sprinkled a few in as well.

But no tea leaves were added.

Pick up the kettle and add water to the jar until it is 70% full.

The old man kept watching with a smile, waiting for Luo Shaoan to finish all the operations.

Then he said, "Do you also drink canned tea in the city?"

Luo Shaoan shook his head. "It didn't exist before. It became popular last year. It's roasted milk in a can, similar to tea in a can, but with milk and osmanthus, and roasted peanuts and walnuts on the sides. It has the aroma of frankincense, cinnamon and tea, and you drink it with the autumn sunset..."

Oh my, what a vivid description.

It was not originally written by Luo Shaoan, but was a description in a travel note during last year's Harvest Festival. I wonder how many people's emotions it has evoked.

Speaking of this, there is something to talk about in the barrage.

[I went to the Harvest Festival last year. The sweet-scented osmanthus milk tea was excellent. It was fragrant, warm, sweet and very beautiful.]

[Yes, yes, it feels best by the river, brewing tea and appreciating flowers accompanied by the sunset. It is an absolute photo killer. I took at least a hundred photos.]

[I went there too. This is the cake that goes with milk tea. What’s it called? I bought a big bag.]

[It's called walnut bun. It's a specialty of Tianhan. It's sprinkled with walnut kernels and added with pepper salt. It's very fragrant and crispy after being baked.]

[I went there too. I even had a barbecue...]

[Ah, it's you. The milk tea brewed by the river was full of warm floral scents, and suddenly a cumin smell came over, ruining the atmosphere]

【Just tell me if it smells good or not? 】

[It smells so good (gritting my teeth), it smells so good (crazy)! It made me go out for a barbecue dinner tonight]

[Why does time go by so slowly? Why hasn’t September arrived yet? I miss the Harvest Festival again]

It’s so interesting to see netizens quarreling with each other.

And in the recollection, quarrel, and expectation.

The water in the jar was already bubbling.

Luo Shaoan picked up a handful of tea leaves and put them in.

Then, I saw the old man take a pear from the basket and put it next to the stove...

(End of this chapter)