In the kitchen, the old man stood in front of the stove with his body bent, and in the hearth, the dark blue flame burned vigorously, but there was no tongue of fire coming out.

The black cauldron was bubbling and bubbling, and the fragrance was constantly wafting out, but there was no heat at all.

The old man stirred the soup in the pot and said, "Good grandson, he said that the soup made of your meat is delicious, huh?" Let him drink more? You know, don't worry, there's a big pot for him. ”

"Grandpa knows, you've waited too long. 桀桀~ Grandpa too. ”

He stirred slowly, and the head loomed in the black soup in the pot, and in some places there were white bones, and the boiled meat was snow-white and snow-white, tumbling up and down with the soup.

In the old man's thin hand, there was a white leg bone.

Feng Zhengxuan drank the last drop of the snow-white and rich soup in the bowl, put down the bowl with a satisfied face, he touched his stomach, and was very full.

The old man asked him with a smile, "Do you want another bowl?" ”

Feng Zhengxuan hesitated, but still shook his head, although this soup was very delicious, he still wanted to drink it again, but unfortunately, his stomach could not hold it anymore.

The old man didn't say anything, took the bowl to the kitchen, and looked at the pot with only bones left, well, there was still some residue, and he was also very satisfied.

Even if you want to drink it, it's gone.

In the hall, Feng Zhengxuan was full of food and drink, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the screen, looked at the no service on it, and frowned.

The old man came out of the kitchen, and when he saw his movements, he smiled.

But he didn't speak.

Feng Zhengxuan put his mobile phone back in his pocket, his mouth was full of the delicious taste of the soup he had just drunk, and he was a little unsatisfied.

"What kind of soup was that, old man?"

Asked curiously.

I saw the old man wave his hand, "It's just a home-raised thing, nothing special." ”

That's right, it's just that he's raising his good grandson.

Feng Zhengxuan nodded, "Well, it's always better to raise it yourself than to sell it outside." ”

It's not healthy to eat anything now.

Vegetables are grown in greenhouses, but there are pesticides, and the fruits look bright and bright, and each size and shape is the same. As for the meat, the feed is good, maybe it is directly hormonal feeding.

But we still have to eat, which is the inevitable trend of social development.

Don't eat, wait to starve to death?

"Everyone here has moved, why don't the old people move?"

Feng Zhengxuan asked with a puzzled face, in fact, he had wanted to ask for a long time, but he never found a chance.

The old man sighed and said, "I'm too old to move. ”

"I've lived here for so long, and I have feelings, I don't want to work hard anymore, where to live is not to live."

Feng Zhengxuan pursed his lips, "Actually, you can go to the nursing home." ”

I saw the old man shaking his head, "Forget it, forget it." ”

What's so good about nursing homes, and besides, I've never heard of them like this, and there are nursing homes.

The old man squinted and smiled, a flash of blue in his cloudy eyes.

Feng Zhengxuan didn't see it, he looked at the window, the gray linen curtain was closed, and he didn't know if Yu Jiale was gone outside.

"Are you worried about the little girl outside?"

Feng Zhengxuan was stunned for a moment, and then heard the old man say indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay here, it's a house here, just find a place to live when she's tired." ”

Feng Zhengxuan: ......

Well, in fact, he didn't worry about it at all, Yu Jiale was a ghost, he was right to worry about himself.

However, "Isn't it impossible to enter other people's homes?" ”

Otherwise, Yu Jiale would have come in a long time ago, how could he be now.

The old man laughed when he heard this.

Looking at him, "Those houses are uninhabited, they are ownerless." ”

"Well, you young people don't understand that."

Feng Zhengxuan lowered his eyes, is there no owner? Yes, the old man said that they all moved away.

"Does the old man know where everyone here has moved?"

After all, such a large-scale relocation, well, is still deserted, and it should be recorded.

He was going to check it out when he got out.

The old man sighed a little sadly on his face and said, "I don't know, it's all scattered." ”

Those who can contact their families have moved to the cemetery, and those who can't be contacted, heh, who knows.

Probably a fire, not even the bones and slag left.

A lot of them are old neighbors.

It may be that God has mercy, although his house is dilapidated and narrow, it is still there.

Otherwise, we can't wait until this day.

Looking at Feng Zhengxuan, he smiled more and more kindly.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been here, so it's fate, young man, to be here."

Feng Zhengxuan choked.

Heh, he doesn't want this kind of fate at all, and it's not what he wants to come at all.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was eleven o'clock, and I yawned, "Old man, where do I sleep tonight?" ”

The old man said.

As for this house, he lives alone, and there is no extra room.

"Only the floor."

Feng Zhengxuan didn't feel surprised or anything, after all, the situation in this house was clear at a glance, anyway, he just slept for one night and left tomorrow.

Patience passed.

Nodding his head, he agreed.

It's still summer, but somehow, I feel a little cold.

Feng Zhengxuan touched his bare arm and asked the old man for a quilt.

The old man glanced at him, turned around and went into the house, and after a while, he came out with a black and white-edged quilt, and said with some nostalgia, "This is still what my eldest grandson burned money to buy." ”

He's always been reluctant to use it.

"You can use it." Stuffed the quilt into Feng Zhengxuan's arms.

Feng Zhengxuan's body stiffened, in fact, he didn't want it when he saw this quilt.

Black and white-edged, why does it look so weird, heh, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Déjà vu, as if somewhere to see. frowned, but couldn't remember it at once.

"The old man has a grandson?"

Isn't it a lonely old man? How to have grandchildren? He hurriedly called out to the old man who turned to enter the house and asked.

I saw that the old man shook his head, "No." His wrinkled face was heartbroken, "My grandson, he's dead." ”

looked straight at Feng Zhengxuan, "He was killed." ”

Feng Zhengxuan's heart was shocked.

The old man had retracted his gaze, and his face had returned to its previous calm, "It's over, it's all over." ”

He slowly stomped into the dark room with his hands behind his back, muttering, "My son is dead, my grandson is dead, I'm used to it, I'm used to it." ”

In this life, all you want is your children and grandchildren.

He has nothing to look forward to.

The old man went back to the house, and the room was quiet again. In the dim light, there might be a female ghost outside the house, and Feng Zhengxuan's mood became nervous again.

Scold.

When I saw the black and white-edged quilt again, my heart was stuffed.