In the evening, Tianhu Village welcomed a strange young man.

Ask someone and ask questions.

Especially those problems are strange.

"Auntie, have you ever heard of a little girl named A Xiao?"

"Uncle, have you ever heard of a little boy named Xu Lai?"

"Little sister, have you ever heard of an uncle named Wang Genshuo?"

However, all the villagers, including children, looked at the outsider with strange eyes.

"Am I becoming handsome again?"

Shi Qian felt thoughtful.

...

Finally, after scaring away the third aunt, the fifth uncle, and the seventh little sister, Shi Qian realized the problem.

The span of thirty years is too big.

Even the layout of the houses in the village has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Even if Shi Qian observed, the villagers who were doing things in front of him were a little older, they would probably be a few years older than Xu Lai.

I was also a child back then. After so many years of forgetting, most of my memories are not very clear.

What's more, he is a little girl in the story.

Not everyone has heard the stories told by Wang Genshuo.

Because of his strange behavior, the news of a bad person came from the village, and it gradually spread through the children's mouths.

Just as Shi Qian was squatting in an open space and was distressed.

An old lady with a cane looked at him for a long time, then walked towards him tremblingly.

"Young man, you are not from the village, are you? Inquire what those people do?"

Shi Qian looked up. The old lady in front of her was covered in silver silk, with a thin face and a rugged body, but her eyes were extremely clear, and she did not have the spiritless and turbid state of people of the same age.

"Grandma, have you heard of these three people?"

When Shi Qian heard the words of the silver-haired grandma, he suddenly became energetic. Looking at his grandma's age, he was probably as old as Xu Lai's mother at that time.

Chances are you will know!

But under Shi Qian's gaze, the silver-haired old lady shook her head and did not make any sound, but just looked at him quietly.

Suddenly, Shi Qian smiled.

"Grandma, I'm not a bad person, don't worry, it's just that I have a relative named Xu Lai. I came to his house when I was a child. This time I happened to visit Haicheng, so I thought about coming and taking a look."

"As a result, I found the original address. The family told me that Xu Lai's family had moved away long ago, and they didn't know where they went. In addition, the environment in this village has changed too much, so I can't find the people I was familiar with back then, so..."

Shi Qian was not ashamed at all and told lies with his eyes open.

The old lady heard this.

Looking up at the young man with a dark face and thin figure in front of him, his clear eyes flashed, and he suddenly laughed.

"Young man, I know you are not a bad guy, otherwise Tiedan wouldn't have told you so much. Come on, go to grandma's house and sit down and talk."

After saying that, the silver-haired old lady didn't wait for Shi Qian to speak, and turned around and walked towards the direction of the house with a crutch.

Shi Qian followed up happily.

Grandma's pace was slow, Shi Qian was not anxious, just following behind.

Just now, the grandmother called out Xu Lai's nickname directly. She obviously knew Xu Lai's family, and probably she also knew Wang Genshuo.

Thinking of this, Shi Qian suddenly felt excited.

"Grandma, be careful, I will support you!"

...

After taking a sip of the tea in his hand, Shi Qian listened to the full story of the silver-haired grandma in front of him.

I felt a little sad.

As expected, more than ten years ago, after Xu Lai's family moved to the city, the charlatan named Wang also moved away.

No, in fact, according to grandma's statement, it was not appropriate to move away. Wang Genshuo didn't take anything away at all and just disappeared.

This is what grandma said.

"Tiedan was a competitor to me back then, but unfortunately, we didn't tie the man's wandering heart in the end."

The silver-haired grandma seemed to be trapped in memories again, but her face was full of nostalgia.

It seems that the memories of the past are full of happiness when reliving them now.

As grandma said, Wang Genshuo was her sweetheart at that time.

In fact, not only that, at least half of the girls of the same age in Tianhu Village were more or less secretly promising.

But Wang Genshuo was always alone. Although he was usually fancy, no one really took action.

There is a photo at the silver-haired grandma's home, which looks like her when she was young.

The young grandma is also a big beauty.

Shi Qian sighed.

However, even when grandma was so young, the beautiful woman could not leave Wang Genshuo's heart.

This made Shi Qian even more curious.

What kind of person is this guy?

Grandma said that in fact, so many people liked him back then.

It's not just a story about Wang Genshuo's ambitions, but that person is so charming.

At the same time, it also caused the young men in the village to feel annoyed.

"But, this is all the past. Now those old guys are so stupid that they can walk around, and some of them are convenient for their legs and feet. They have also followed their children to the city. There are not many people who can recall them."

The silver-haired grandma woke up from her memories and sighed deeply.

"Do you know where that grandma, Uncle Wang Genshuo, ended up going?"

"I don't know, when he left, he didn't tell anyone, just like he came here, he suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly."

"But I know he must be an extraordinary man, otherwise I wouldn't have been so infatuated back then."

"He must have something important to accomplish, I firmly believe."

"I've been waiting for him to come back for so many years."

"I'm willing."

Shi Qian looked at the silver-haired grandma in front of him, unable to feel the emotions in his words, so he could only sit quietly.

After a long time, grandma turned her head and asked Shi Qian.

"Young man, what are you doing when you ask about these past events? Also, that boy Tiedan actually told you that Xiaoxiao, the protagonist of the story in Gensuo, probably your relationship must be very good, haha, grandma, you don't look like an ordinary person, that boy must have made a fortune, that's good, that's good."

"But kid, don't you think that the stories that guy said are true, right? Haha."

Shi Qian's eyes lit up when he heard the words of the silver-haired grandma.

Sure enough, grandma knew all the stories Wang Gensuo said.

So he asked directly.

"Grandma, I'm just curious. You don't know. I am a man who is born to like to listen to stories. Now I am a free author who travels around the Federation and learns about the customs, culture, interesting stories and so on in various places."

"Thinking that one day, when I have heard enough stories, I will go back and gather them together, write them into a book, and tell them to more people."

"So grandma, can you tell me the story of the little girl A Xiao?"

Looking at Shi Qian in front of her, the silver-haired grandmother also sat upright. These little stories she heard from the mouths of her heart were all treasures she treasured in her heart.

"Okay, I finally have someone who wants to listen to my past. If you can write these into books, it can be considered as giving them an ending. That guy, he always likes to tell half of the story, not the ending."

"Every time I ask, he smiles blankly and is stupid."

Looking at the happy expression on grandma's face, Shi Qian was inexplicably throbbing.

...

It was already very late to leave Tianhu Village. I bid farewell to the silver-haired grandma. After asking her to take good care of her health, Shi Qian got on the train back to the Harbor Area.

A photo was left on his cell phone.

It's Wang Genshuo's.

The man in the photo has a smile on his face and his eyes are filled with glory. He is carrying a hoe on his shoulder, a little mud on his body, and rubber shoes on his feet. He is obviously just back from the ground.

However, Shi Qian did not see any sense of wind and frost that belonged to the countryside in his hands, face, and hair.
To be continued...