After dinner, seeing that it was still early, Li Xuewu took the three of them to Li Guangnian's house.

Perhaps it was the last time he came here that he noticed Gu Ning's eyes. Although it was dark when he entered this time, Li Xuewu could still see that the warehouse was covered by the light from the room.

"Why are you here at this time?"

Li Guangnian looked at the evening visit of Li Xuewu and his family, and couldn't help but frown.

Did this kid do it on purpose?

When setting a time, I am setting an ambush with myself and informing him to pick up his clothes during the day or at night.

"You haven't rested yet, haven't you?"

Li Xuewu looked at the time and saw that it was only a little after seven o'clock. As he led Gu Ning and Zhou Yamei into the hospital, he explained: "I have to go to work during the day, so I don't have time to come to you."

"Hello grandpa"

Zhou Yamei held Fu Zhidong's hand. When he entered the door and saw that the tailor Li Xuewu mentioned was an old man, he took his son's hand and signaled.

Fu Zhidong greeted him politely, which made Li Guangnian's face suddenly stiffen as if he was fighting cocks with Li Xuewu.

He is so quiet, and he is the only one in the house. He has been used to being a solitary person all his life, and has no contact with his neighbors.

Therefore, no children came to play in his yard, and no one called him grandpa to say hello.

Looking at Fu Zhidong's innocent little face, Li Guangnian tried his best to change his expression several times before he smiled and nodded, in response to this unfamiliar greeting to him.

Fu Zhidong was a little afraid of this old man. Although he had seen face-changing tricks with his mother, compared with this grandfather, those tricks were still superficial.

Zhou Yamei squeezed her son's little hand, and together with Gu Ning, smiled and said hello to Li Guangnian.

Li Guangnian also greeted the two of them politely, especially Zhou Yamei, who even looked at them one more time.

I'm afraid this isn't this kid's outer room, right?

And children?

However, when I thought that we were no longer in the former court and had such a relationship, I murmured a few words silently in my heart and led everyone into the house.

The living room was still the same as the last time he came. Li Guangnian didn't ask for tea. He led a few people into the living room and then went into the back room.

Li Xuewu didn't care whether it was his own home or not. He rummaged for tea leaves from the tea cabinet and brewed four cups of tea in a tea cup.

He also knows that this is not his home and knows how to bring a drink to the owner, which is very particular.

When Li Guangnian came back with a big package, he saw Li Xuewu sitting at the Eight Immortals Table and drinking tea.

The girl who was introduced to Li Xuewu as his partner when he came last time and the woman he mistakenly thought was his wife were sitting next to him on an armchair.

The child was standing with the woman beside him, holding a green toad in his hand.

The lights at night were a bit dazzling. Li Guangnian took a quick look and saw that it was not a real toad, and then entered the living room.

He was afraid of such cold-skinned things and would stay away from them whenever he saw them.

"These are the clothes you ordered last time, let's take a look."

He placed the package on a workbench placed against the wall, opened the knots tied on it, and spread the bundle to show Li Xuewu and others to take a look.

Li Xuewu didn't move, but Gu Ning, at Li Xuewu's signal, pulled Zhou Yamei over and looked at each item one by one.

Gu Ning doesn't know tailoring skills, but Zhou Yamei does.

Looking at the material of the clothes, the stitching of the seams, and the size of the tailoring, I know that this tailor is really an experienced craftsman.

Li Xuewu took the prepared tea with both hands and handed it to Li Guangnian who came over, saying thank you for your hard work.

Li Guangnian shook the sleeves on his wrists, bent down slightly, and took it with both hands.

He is a very old-school craftsman, and the big troubles are all in the past, but he just lives incompatible with this new society.

Seeing a young man like Li Xuewu who still has some old-school rules, I feel comfortable in my heart, but my throat feels a little sore.

Holding the tea cup, he moved the tea leaves with the lid and took a slow sip.

The aroma of tea moistened his dry throat, suppressing the bitterness in his stomach and turning it into a wisp of melancholy.

Listening to the compliments from the two women, Li Guangnian didn't say anything, but still had the same expression.

He has heard enough scoldings and compliments in his life. He has seen too many people, ranging from traffickers and lackeys to emperors and empresses.

We may still be far away from the state of neither being happy with things nor sad with ourselves, but our mentality is very peaceful.

Li Xuewu didn't think that he was a big shot. It was just the power of the times that made him, a surfer, lucky enough to see some history.

Fu Zhidong stood close to Li Xuewu's legs and looked at Li Guangnian timidly.

Li Guangnian looked at the child and wanted to express his kindness, but he gave up because he was not used to it.

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about the relationship with Li Xuewu. They met by chance, but it can be regarded as a kind of fate.

While the women were looking at the clothes, Li Xuewu introduced Li Guangnian to Fu Zhidong with a smile, and also told Li Guangnian the reason why he came to pick up the clothes at this time.

Li Guangnian delivered the letter not too early, but he didn't feel that Li Xuewu was too late.

But he didn't expect that Li Xuewu would make a trip to the Northeast in the past ten days.

"Steel City~"

Li Guangnian squinted his eyes as he recalled, as if time had returned to that turbulent era, when the old and the new were alternating, and where great figures emerged in large numbers.

Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, or maybe there are too many people and things in my memory.

After Li Xuewu finished speaking, Li Guangnian was silent for a long time before he said, "Is there still a Dabai Building?"

"have"

Li Xuewu nodded firmly and explained: "It is now the office building of the steel company."

"Um"

Li Guangnian nodded and said: "It used to be called the Showa Steel Works Office, and sometimes it was also called the Main Company Office. It was a square and big boss."

“It’s still like that”

Li Xuewu taught Fu Zhidong how to strengthen the iron frog and introduced: "I heard before that there were guards at the gate, but now there are no more. There are only guards at the gate."

"Indeed, hold the saber upside down, haha"

Li Guangnian also smiled when he heard Li Xuewu talk about the past, his eyes were wandering, and he was obviously still in the world of memory.

After another long moment of silence, Li Guangnian asked again: "Where is the Dragon Palace Hot Spring? Is there any more?"

"Yes, but I don't call it by this name anymore."

This was not the place that Li Xuewu went to bathe that day, but when they were bathing in hot springs, Dong Wexue and the others also mentioned this place that Li Guangnian asked about.

"As for Cuige, the little devil got a Dragon Palace Hot Spring for Aunt Pu. Now I'm not allowed to scream."

"Yes, yes"

Li Guangnian nodded and said: "That's the Longquan Villa built by Marshal Zhang. There is also a grandma's temple next to it."

"Hehehe, you have such a good memory."

Li Xuewu chuckled and praised. It has to be said that it is a bit sad when people get old. The older things are, the more they are remembered, and the closer they are, the less they can be remembered.

What I can’t remember is life, but what I remember is my unforgettable youth.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alas~~~"

Li Guangnian woke up from his memories in a daze. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar home under the yellow light, it felt like he was in another world.

After letting out a long sigh, all the unspeakable sadness came to my heart, and the feeling was really hard to describe.

Perhaps because he noticed the old tailor's mood, Gu Ning and Zhou Yamei's conversation became much quieter. Fu Zhidong pinched his toad and stopped playing with it on the Eight Immortals table.

After seeing everyone's reaction to his sigh, Li Guangnian couldn't help but waved his hands with a wry smile and said: "I am old and no longer useful. I am a piece of useless wood."

"If you maintain your health like this, I'm afraid you will have to say this for another twenty years."

Li Xuewu took the thermos bottle on the table and refilled the teacups of several people with hot water. He seemed to be comforting, but also asked teasingly: "I think your conditions are not bad, I don't want to find someone who is pleasing to my eyes."

My wife?"

Seeing that Li Xuewu's words were a bit frivolous, Zhou Yamei and Gu Ning did not dare to speak, fearing that the old tailor would get angry and scold Li Xuewu again.

But the old tailor seemed to be used to Li Xuewu's disrespect. He raised his eyelids and said, "Why are you looking for a wife?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Li Xuewu and scolded: "It's so nice to live alone, so quiet. Only a young person like you doesn't mind it. I even found two of them, hehe~"

"Hahaha~~~"

Seeing the astonishment of Gu Ning and Zhou Yamei, Li Xuewu laughed heartily, leaving Fu Zhidong beside his legs stunned.

Li Guangnian seemed to be affected by Li Xuewu's wanton behavior, and the expression on his face softened a lot.

Seeing that Li Xuewu did not refute his words, the old tailor only thought that the woman he brought later was Li Xuewu's woman and the child was Li Xuewu's child.

"How's it going? Does it look suitable?"

This question was asked to Gu Ning on the other side of the workbench. After seeing that the two of them had looked at all the clothes, including Li Xuewu's, he asked.

Gu Ning was naturally satisfied. Although she didn't have a upper body test, it looked like the style was decided on that day with Li Xuewu.

Whether it's the style, stitching, cutting, or workmanship, they're all infinitely better than those in the store.

After nodding to express his agreement, Gu Ning and Zhou Yamei walked back to their seats.

Li Xuewu glanced at Zhou Yamei and asked Li Guangnian: "Is the fabric enough?"

“There’s still some left”

Looking at his eyesight, Li Guangnian knew very well what Li Xuewu meant when he asked.
To be continued...