When you lift the lid of the pressure cooker, you can be as excited as picking up money.

Wu Xiaohuan, I don't want to talk too much about this matter.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be pissed off.

"I ask you, are those people in the Chinese restaurant next to you?"

"Especially, the one named Zou Wenping?"

Ok?

I heard this.

Wu Xiaoman raised his eyebrows.

Looking for brother Wenping?

She looked at Zou Wenping.

At this moment, Zou Wenping is still struggling.

If you're lying on top and there's a pretty girl on your left and a gay guy on your right, which way do you turn?

Zou Wenping is now facing this problem.

However, Mary Twelve should not be gay, right?

Wu Xiaoman looked at Zou Wenping with a tangled face.

Then hummed.

"He's sitting next to me."

"Do you have anything to do with him?"

Wu Xiaohuan replied.

"It's grandpa looking for him."

Wu Xiaoman was stunned.

"Huh? Grandpa is looking for him?"

then.

Wu Xiaohuan talked about Mr. Wu's thoughts about Xia Guocai who wanted to eat some.

heard here.

Wu Xiaoman understood.

Grandpa's love for his hometown never forgets, and she also knows it.

In the past, grandpa also returned to Xia Guo several times.

Trying to find past memories.

but.

Time passes.

Many places in the Xia Kingdom have changed a lot.

The bridges in my memory are gone, the rivers are gone, and even the fields are gone.

Even the original place name has been changed to another name.

Everything in memory is gone.

Friends and relatives from childhood can not be contacted.

The hometown where he was born and raised has become very strange!

Memories of the past are like a dream!

……

Ask for flowers, ask for a monthly pass, ask for an evaluation ticket!

Withered vines, old trees and crows, evaluate the monthly flowers! .

Chapter 551

Because, Mr. Wu was only eight or nine years old when he left the Xia Kingdom.

The memory of my hometown is very weak.

Only some fragmented information can be remembered.

He submits this information, ~ to some departments.

A few years ago.

Relevant departments of the Xia State, news came.

Said to be found, an ancestral temple.

Hear the news.

Mr. Wu, with Wu Xiaohuan and Wu Xiaoman, went back excitedly.

however.

What appeared in front of him was just a small dilapidated temple.

Corrupted by the years, only the ruins remain.

At first they thought they were looking in the wrong place.

However, after seeing the stones in the corner of the broken temple.

There is one hidden, a copper coin tied with a red string.

Mr. Wu is sure that this is the place where he used to play.

It's his hometown!

however.

The staff told Mr. Wu.

After they went to their new home, the great migration took place a few years later.

People are leaving here.

Those who used to play with Mr. Wu.

It is estimated that all of them have gray hair, and some of them may have passed away.

It is impossible for the younger generation to remember him.

So it's hard to find someone who used to be.

And the place where the ancestral temple is located will soon be renovated.

This land will no longer exist.

Replaced by tall buildings!

After hearing this answer, Mr. Wu was relieved.

then.

Old man Wu stood in front of the dilapidated ancestral temple with a cane in hand.

The wind blew past him, stirring his white hair.

It was as if the homeland was welcoming his return.

My hometown has finally been found!

But what's the difference between not finding it and not finding it?

There are no more people, what's the use of just having a broken temple?

Wu Xiaoman still remembers.

At that time, grandpa stood in the wind, looking at the ancestral temple.

read the poem.

"Last year in this gate today, the faces of the peach blossoms were red.

I don't know where to go, but Taohua still smiles at the spring breeze. "

Subsequently.

Mr. Wu left with his two granddaughters.

Since then, I have never been to Xiaguo again.

Because there, there is no longer his home!

then.

Wu Xiaoman heard this poem for the first time.

I still don't understand what it means.

Later, as she got older, she understood.

I also understand why many of the famous prose and poems miss their hometown.

It all appeared at that time.

When Wu Xiaoman listened to her sister and grandpa wanted to try Xia Guo cuisine.

Of course she had to figure it out.

Wu Xiaohuan said.

"Grandpa just said that I've never heard of the dishes he wants to eat."

"So, can you give your cell phone to Zou Wenping and ask Grandpa to tell him?"

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