Rebirth in the 1980s: Remarrying the Old Wang Next Door

Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing came to Tian Zhongliang's house with tea leaves.

"It's Sister Mengqing, come in and sit down."

Recently, Brother Tian was often at home, and happened to meet Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing. He opened the door for Tian Mengqing and Wang Guojun with a smile on his face, and warmly welcomed them in.

"Brother, why are you free at home?"

Tian Mengqing was naturally happy to meet Brother Tian. Brother Tian and Wang Guojun hit it off once, and later helped them a lot. Moreover, Brother Tian often hangs around outside, so maybe there are technical talents who can grow watermelons around him.

"Oh, the construction site has been shut down recently and there is a shortage of materials, so I will go home for a while."

"So it is."

When Wang Guojun and Brother Tian met, they seemed to have endless things to talk about. Tian Meng, who was sitting in the yard, was free and free, wandering around Tian Zhongliang's house.

Tian Zhongliang's house was later built by Brother Tian Bage and Tian Jiujiu when they became successful. The area of ​​the house is larger than that of Tian Daqing's house. Originally, Tian Jiujiu wanted to expand the building area, but Tian Zhongliang felt that he should not be too much. publicity.

Although his children and grandchildren are promising, this is a happy thing, but he still has to learn to keep a low profile, and don't have to surpass Tian Daqing's limelight.

Therefore, under Tian Zhongliang's suggestion, the two brothers Tian Bage and Tian Jiujiu built a courtyard-style home with three floors up, and each floor is interconnected.

Tian Mengqing still likes the concept of making it convenient for the two families to come and go without affecting their daily lives.

Tian Mengqing squatted in the courtyard, admiring the blooming roses.

"Is the dream clear? Come to see grandpa again?"

Standing up from the ground, looking back, Tian Zhongliang came down from the stairs, holding a birdcage in his left hand, inside the cage was a fat thrush, and holding a hookah in his right hand.

Man, if you smoke so much, you may not be able to change it until you die.

"Grandpa, you are at home!"

Tian Mengqing went up to meet him and helped Tian Zhongliang, who had a white beard and white hair.

Seeing Tian Mengqing, the thrush in the cage jumped up and down.

"Hey, I'm so happy to see our Qing'er."

Tian Zhongliang grinned. Drinking tea and smoking all year round made his teeth change from the original white glaze to yellow and black. He pouted his lips and whistled at the thrush.

"This bird is really sensible to be trained by grandpa. Mengqing admires grandpa the most. He can do everything very well. He is a master at raising birds."

Tian Mengqing gave Tian Zhongliang a thumbs up.

Tian Zhongliang kept silent, walked to the stone table, and put the bird on top of the stone table.

Tian Mengqing couldn't decide what Tian Zhongliang was thinking, trotted two steps to keep up, and beat Tian Zhongliang's back and shoulders behind Tian Zhongliang.

"You, stop flattering me here, and tell me, if you have anything to ask me."

Tian Zhongliang is experienced, and he has long understood Tian Mengqing's tricks.

Tian Mengqing stuck out his tongue, and sure enough, the ginger was still old and spicy.

"Hey, I really can't hide it from you, Grandpa."

Tian Mengqing sat down on the stool beside Tian Zhongliang, and took out the tea leaves for Tian Zhongliang from his pocket.

"Give."

"Huh? What is this?"

The tea leaves are wrapped layer by layer, and the outermost one is wrapped in old newspapers.

"This is the tree tea that I picked with the national army last time. I still have some left at home. I'll bring you some today. I don't know if you drank it last time. How does it taste?"

"I heard that this tea is good for the elderly."

Tian Mengqing added that he was afraid that Tian Zhongliang would not be used to drinking.

Tian Zhongliang listened and smiled.

"???"

What does it mean?Don't you like it?

Tian Mengqing doesn't have anything else to offer, if Tian Zhongliang doesn't like this taste, he can only find other ones for him to taste next time.

Just thinking about it in his heart, Tian Zhongliang spoke.

"It's hard for you to have a heart with the national army. You ran so far to find this thing. I like it very much. It was a bit bitter at first, but the sweetness that remained between the teeth afterwards made people have an endless aftertaste."

Hearing Tian Zhongliang said that he liked it, Tian Mengqing's eyebrows fluttered upwards, a little uncontrollable excitement.

"Ahem, it's best if you like it naturally."

Seeing Tian Mengqing's happy brow, Tian Zhongliang couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

Tian Mengqing looked at Tian Zhongliang suspiciously, tilted his head, his expression was a little serious, a little ignorant, and a little bit puzzled.

Tian Zhongliang nodded on Tian Mengqing's nose, "You girl, you pretend to be stupid when you should be smart."

"Huh? Grandpa, are you praising me or criticizing me?"

Tian Mengqing pursed her mouth, her cheeks bulged slightly, her small face looked rounder and cuter, her eyes were as clear and transparent as a well of spring, and the long black silk like a crow's feather was woven into two twisted braids. , Yan Ran looked like a big girl.

"Of course it's a compliment."

Tian Zhongliang thought of his daughter who died young at the time. There was only such a girl in the family. Tian Zhongliang liked it inexplicably. He didn't teach her any male rights and female virtues since she was a child. She just let her play to her heart's content. During the day, she had to eat enough , play well.

Later, when grazing cattle, he accidentally fell into the mud pond and was drowned by the water.

Since then, Tian Zhongliang has rarely smiled on his face.

"Grandpa, are you thinking about Auntie again?"

From the tenderness in Tian Zhongliang's eyes, Tian Mengqing couldn't have it. She knew clearly that this was Tian Zhongliang's careless expression after touching the scene.

"Look at me, I'm old and useless, and I always love sand in my eyes."

As he spoke, Tian Zhongliang twisted one side of his clothes and wiped away the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes.

Although Tian Mengqing has never met the daughter Tian Zhongliang often mentioned, she can imagine that she must be a gentle, beautiful and sensible person.

"Grandpa, don't think so much, Mengqing will be here in the future, as long as I have free time, I will definitely come and talk to you."

Tian Mengqing hugged Tian Zhongliang, full of sympathy for Tian Zhongliang in his heart.

"When I'm old, I often recall some past events. This old bone may fall apart one day."

"Grandpa, I don't allow you to say such depressing words."

"Hehe, okay, okay, grandpa won't say anything."

Tian Zhongliang sniffed his nose, comforted Tian Mengqing, and comforted himself, taking one step at a time, if he is alive today, he must live every day to the fullest.

"That's right!"

Tian Mengqing rubbed Tian Zhongliang's shoulders again.

"What can I do for you? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Tian Zhongliang also stopped talking nonsense in circles.

"Grandpa, do you still remember the land that the village head contracted to Uncle Zhou's house two years ago?"

"Well, what's the matter? It's not that the land can't grow corn, it's too thin, and the corn can't absorb the nutrients, so it was almost abandoned by your Uncle Zhou."

"Well, yes, but guess what, today I found out that watermelons have been planted. You said that such a thin land, how can it be possible to grow crops?!"

Tian Zhongliang stroked his beard, thought for a moment, "So?"