I'm just a peach

Chapter 527
The curtain was rolled up by the wind, the peach blossoms in the yard were scattered, some petals floated in the air and fell into the room.

Qin Chaofu coughed slightly, walked to the window with a cane, and picked up a petal. The pink and tender color reminded him of a long-lost smiling face, and he unconsciously bent his lips. .

He reached out and touched the wrinkles on his forehead.

He is 50 years old this year, and the world says that he has lived long enough to know his destiny at fifty.

Ever since he left home and came to this remote place in the countryside, few people would bother him. Even if they came, they just wanted to pick some peach blossoms he planted and cook a bowl of delicious peach blossoms for his wife when he returned home. soup.This peach blossom soup melts in the mouth, he also likes to eat it very much, but he has eaten the peach blossom soup made by everyone here, but it is still not as good as that woman's.

With a wry smile, Qin Chaofu walked out tremblingly and came to the river.

He has a daily habit of coming to the river to draw water.In fact, there is a well in the house, but he likes this small river very much.The river outside Luoyang seems to be clearer and more transparent than other places.

The fishermen who came and went recognized him already, and greeted him from a distance. Qin Chaofu smiled and waved his hand, then squatted by the river again, threw the bucket into it, and watched it sink little by little.

"Grandpa Qin!"

The second son from the next village saw him, ran over from a long distance, and threw himself into his arms: "Grandpa Qin, why haven't you come these days!"

"Grandpa is sick, does the second son miss grandpa?" Qin Chaofu looked at his gray hair on the river, and then remembered that he is not 20 years old now, but 50 years old.What about her?Now, she might still look like that at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

The second son nodded seriously: "Of course I did, I haven't heard Grandpa Qin tell a story for a long time!"

There are quite a few people in the village, but except for the teacher, all the educated ones have gone to Beijing. Even if they have this spare time, they don't deliberately tell stories to the children.All the children in these villages knew that there was a grandfather Qin who liked to tell stories.

Qin Chaofu rubbed his head, his eyes were full of kindness.

In fact, he is not fond of telling stories, but just afraid of being alone.He has been alone for too long, only longing for someone to accompany him.

"Come on, Grandpa Qin is going to tell a story!"

Hearing Xiao Erzi's shout, many nearby children stumbled over and surrounded Qin Chaofu, staring at him with bright eyes, for fear of missing a wonderful story.

Seeing their lively and lovely appearance, Qin Chaofu smiled: "Tell me, what story do you want to hear?"

The second son rolled his eyes: "We want to hear Grandma Qin's story!"

Qin Chaofu laughed 'puchi', and nodded his forehead: "Little man! Where did Grandma Qin come from?"

"Who says there is no! My mother said that where there are men, there are women, just like I have a father and a mother, so of course Grandpa Qin also has Grandma Qin!" , "Can you tell us the story of Grandma Qin?"

"Yes, yes! I want to hear it too!"

"And I!"

The children scrambled to reach out their hands, all of them were interested in this kind of gossip.

Now child!

Qin Chaofu smiled and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)