Suddenly, the old lady and the old man looked at each other, and their faces changed.

Soon, a dog outside screamed, and the other dogs barked more and more fiercely.

The old man stood up and forced a smile at the puzzled Zhao Sancheng and Zhao Yuanle.

"I'll go outside and take a look. You guys are here to eat. It's okay, don't come out."

The old lady also smiled and said, "Yes, yes, you keep eating so that the food will get cold after a while."

Zhao Sancheng and Zhao Yuanle also looked at each other.

The two of them are not stupid either. Just looking at the reactions of the two old people, you can tell that there is something wrong.

The old man hurried out with his pretty sloppy legs and feet.

There was a vague sound of conversation outside, and Zhao Sancheng didn't ask for it clearly, but Zhao Yuanle listened with his ear.

The other person's voice sounded very young, and the conversation with the old man seemed normal. He did not roar and his tone was calm.

so…

Why do the two old men react like this when they hear the movement?

Zhao Yuanle didn't understand very well.

The old lady continued to pick up food for the two of them and asked them to continue eating, but she obviously had already flown outside and looked a little restless.

Zhao Sancheng couldn't help but say, "Who is it?"

The old lady smiled.

"It's okay, you eat yours, he will leave soon."

But the man did not leave, but came in with the old man.

Zhao Yuanle looked up at the man and saw the mole on the man's chin, which was exactly the same as the old man's position. When he looked at his eyebrows, he looked very similar to the old woman, and his nose, mouth and face looked like an old man.

I have to say that this person looks very good. Combined with the advantages of the two people, a pair of slightly larger phoenix eyes, naturally thick eyebrows, a bridge of nose, a thin lips or thick lips, and even the face is just wide and narrow, so I took back the lines at the chin.

The whole face is not a problem, the only feature is a mole on the chin.

After seeing this man's appearance, Zhao Yuanle felt that there was something strange.

If this person is the descendant of two old men, he should have grown up in the mountains since childhood. The two old men are not particularly white, but this person has a pale complexion.

When Zhao Yuanle looked at this person, the person also looked at her.

His eyes were dull and he couldn't tell any emotion inside. He just looked at it and then took it back.

But the old lady next to her subconsciously blocked Zhao Yuanle.

She was not good at acting too obvious, so she quickly took it back after she started to move.

The old man walked into the room where he was sleeping next to him and came out soon.

He held a coarse cloth bag in his hand, and during his movements, he heard the sound of the copper plate inside.

He gave the bag to the man.

“That’s all.”

The man took the bag, but did not leave.

He spoke, his tone as plain as his eyes and his tone was deserted.

"I'll sleep at home tonight."

The old man was a little embarrassed: "There is only one guest bed, which is not enough to sleep."

He didn't care. He even went into the kitchen to get himself bowls and chopsticks, scooped the remaining crumbs, soaked rice soup, and sat at the table.

"I'll hit the floor."

After saying this, he didn't care about the reactions of the two old men and picked up food and ate on his own.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Sancheng looked at each other, and both of them saw doubts from each other's eyes.

The old man wanted to speak but stopped, turned his back and sighed slightly.

"If it's not enough, let's cook noodles for you."

The man nodded, then ate quietly and stopped talking.

The old man did it and he smiled and looked at Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Sancheng.

"Stay eating, keep eating, it's okay, this is my son, he rarely comes back, and we don't know he's coming."

Zhao Sancheng said oh and smiled.

"Is this your son? This is the only one, so big?"

The old man smiled and kept paying attention to the person's reaction from the corner of his eyes when answering questions.

"It's twenty-three, I'm old, I'm looking for a life outside now."

After hearing this, Zhao Sancheng couldn't help but say, "Are you outside? You don't have any land?"

The old man shook his head: "No more."

Zhao Sancheng said oh.

No wonder, he said that two old men were at home, and the young man even went out to find a life. It turned out that there was no land at home.

Alas...No wonder I haven't gotten married even after 23, I'm just poor.

In order to make a living, it is not easy for anyone to do.

A few people started to eat again, but the two old people spoke less and always felt a little restrained.

Zhao Yuanle noticed that the old lady kept picking food for her or Zhao Sancheng, but she didn't picking food for her son.

Very strange...

She always feels like this old man and his son are not familiar with him, and even... she is a little afraid of her son?

But so far, this young man has not shown any abnormality, but is just eating quietly and his face is very calm.

After the meal, the old man looked at his son.

"Are you full?"

The man nodded, the last one put down the bowls and chopsticks, and walked into the room.

The old lady started to clean up the dishes, and Zhao Yuanle came over to help.

After entering the kitchen, Zhao Yuanle wanted to wash dishes, but the old lady said she would not let her go, but the old lady resisted ineffectively and was directly carried out by Zhao Yuanle.

This scene was even better seen by the man who came out of the house with a quilt in his arms.

The old lady was put down by Zhao Yuanle and couldn't help but say, "You are so labor-intensive."

Zhao Yuanle: "My father has a lot of labor."

The old lady smiled: "Then will the child you give birth to in the future have a lot of labor?"

Zhao Yuanle: "That's not certain, I can't say this."

The old lady smiled and sorted out her clothes. Seeing what her son was holding, she began to organize it on the bench for him.

Zhao Yuanle quickly finished washing the dishes, washed the pot, tidyed up the things, and cleaned them up.

When she came out, the two old men were talking to Zhao Sancheng at the table, while the old woman was holding dried scrubbing thread in her hands.

On the chair next to him, the man was sitting, with his brow bone casting a shadow on his eyes, and it was impossible to tell whether he was opening his eyes or closing his eyes.

For some reason, Zhao Yuanle felt that he had a bad premonition.

She walked over and looked at her third uncle.

"We'd better go back tonight, otherwise the people at home will be very worried."

Zhao Sancheng thought about it and thought it would be better to go back.

No one is telling me about this, my family doesn’t know the news, I can’t wait for anyone, and I don’t know how to worry.

Moreover, when someone else's son came back, he took his bed and let him sleep on a chair. It was really not good.

Unexpectedly, the two old men had no objection to this, and even had no symbolic retention.

They obviously said that they would sleep here tonight and take a rest for a night.
Chapter completed!