Chapter 95
Old Man Wen burst into tears, as did Father Wen and Mother Wen's tears. The whole family cried and huddled together, and even Wen Qian stood aside and couldn't stop wiping away tears.
Surrounded by the sound of crying, Pixiu was momentarily at a loss, not knowing whether he should cry or not.
He turned his head and looked, good guy, Tao Ti's grandson was already scratching his nose and tears, and weeping sincerely, his voice even surpassed that of everyone in the Wen family.
He was a golden snake dancing wildly, and he was screaming like a wild boar, which shocked the whole family of the Wen family for a while. They all stopped crying and looked at him, wondering if they should continue crying now.
Seeing that everyone was tearful, Pi Xiu pinched his own thigh when he was the only one who was solemn and dignified for a long time, but Wenxi next to him groaned, looked at him with red eyes and asked, "Why are you pinching my thigh?"
Pi Xiu: ...
"I'm sorry, I made a wrong pinch." Pi Xiu was a little embarrassed, and quickly reached out to rub Wen Xi, and then wiped his tears with a tissue.
Seeing Tao Ti crying so sadly, Mr. Wen felt that someone was sad for me. He reached out and patted his grandson-in-law on the shoulder and sighed, "You are a good boy."
Although you are ten thousand years old, you still win in terms of seniority.
Empress Wen stood aside and wiped away her tears, then nodded at Wen Qian and said, "He's a good man, but why is his crying sound so strange?"
Wen Qian smiled through tears: "Dragon species are like this. When they are emotional, the sound they make is the sound of a beast. My sister didn't hear him snoring, and the dogs in the next mountain would be awakened."
Empress Wen was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said worriedly: "What should I do? Should I take him to the hospital? I read in the newspaper that someone died suddenly from snoring. Wouldn't the monster do the same?"
"Probably not." Wen Qian also fell silent for a while, thinking of Tao Ti's strange snoring, it was indeed a bit abnormal.
The little shark looked up at them, grabbed a lock of beautiful aunt's hair and tugged, whispering: "The big fat cat also snores, but I don't snore."
The snoring Pi Zhaocai stretched his waist in his grandfather's arms, flicked his tail and meowed twice, indicating that he was hungry and it was necessary to eat something good.
Pixiu was rescued by his son's meowing, and immediately beckoned to lead the Wen family to move to the battlefield, and moved from the hall to the private room at the back, ready to have dinner.
A large mahogany round table was hollowed out in the middle, leaving a place for a hot pot. According to Wenxi's visual inspection, the diameter of the hot pot was larger than the stone mill in the backyard.
Everyone sat down one by one, and even Pi Zhaocai put a chair next to his grandfather, meowing at him to eat the fried small yellow croaker on the table.
Father Wen, who resisted for two minutes, finally fell into the trap of Zhenxiang, hugged his little grandson and started feeding the fish with the nickname Mimi he just picked.
Monkey Two wore an apron and opened the door, looked at Pi Xiu and asked, "Is the boss open now?"
Pixiu waved his hand: "Let's open the table, let's serve the food now."
"Come on." Monkey Two pushed the door open, put the towel on his shoulders, and screamed in a high-pitched voice: "Chuan Shan——"
Wenxi's expression froze, and he gave Pi Xiu a hand: "What are you doing? Only the emperor talks about passing meals. Where is the emperor here?"
"It's okay." Empress Wen straightened the broken hair by her ears, and said lightly: "There is no emperor and queen here, and there is nothing wrong with passing on meals."
But what Empress Wen said was a bit early, the dishes served by Pi Xiu were not even eaten by the emperor, not to mention that he had never eaten, and he hadn't even seen it.
A copper hot pot as big as a washbasin, squirrel mandarin fish and pippi shrimp half a meter long, scallops the size of a palm, and water fish whose back shell is as big as a manhole cover.
Forget all of this, Wenxi can still comfort herself with genetically modified organisms, but what about the bean sprout phoenix that flew twice in the air and landed on the plate by itself?
Because the boss is good at acrobatics, do you have to show off your skills in order to be eaten?
Wenxi wiped her face, not wanting to look at the expressions of her family members, but Pi Xiu asked proudly, "Am I strong? Is this crystal phoenix 100% recovered?"
"Can you tell me what you think?" Wenxi pointed at the phoenix: "Forget everything else, why do you make such a thing?"
Pi Xiu: "I see that there is one in the Chinese Little Master. The fat old emperor likes it very much. I thought that there must be food here, and I have studied with Ren Jiao for a long time how to make it fly without falling apart."
Wenxi: ...
Wenxi: "Then you are really a scientist."
"It's okay, it's okay, the main reason is that Ren Jiao contributed more." Pi Xiu was very humble.
The table was full of ghosts who were five or six hundred years old. They had never experienced any big storms. Facing the table full of dishes, they were stunned for a while and then returned to normal, especially when Empress Wen was very satisfied with the phoenix, and took the initiative to move towards the phoenix. Pixiu smiled and said, "This dish is very innovative, so don't worry about it."
Pixiu quickly waved his hands: "They're all a family. If you like them, there are two more. One has a long neck and the other has a short tail. This one is the healthiest."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open again. Qiu Fu and Ren Jiao came in with Buddha jumping over the wall. The mobile phones on the two of them solemnly and solemnly played the rock and roll great compassion mantra sung by Sakyamuni to set off the atmosphere. Should be applauded.
After all, the Buddha really wanted to jump over the wall after hearing it.
Buddha jumps over the wall, in addition to the skin to attract wealth, each person has a cup. Originally, Ren Jiao wanted to pack the little mermaid away, but as soon as the little guy smelled the fragrance of Buddha jumps over the wall, he leaned on Queen Wen. Got Buddha Jumping Over the Wall
Opportunity.
He took a big bite of the abalone with the gaze of making money and eating fish, and showed a provocative smile at the big white fat cat who was always on top of him on weekdays.
More than cute, he is really not afraid.
After a meal, there may be a slight deviation in the middle, but in the end, the host and guest enjoyed themselves. Even Pi Zhaocai finally tasted the taste of Buddha jumping over the wall from his grandpa and grandma's bowl, and his big white tail swayed wildly and slapped his grandpa several times.
Pi Xiu took the initiative to fill up a glass of court jade liquid wine for old man Wen. As soon as the two clinked glasses, Pi Xiu asked, "Yesterday Wenxi burned something back. I wonder if you received it?"
"Received, received." The old man nodded: "Is it because the things in the funeral shop haven't been updated yet? The Nokia candy bars are all from how many years ago. I think those old men are all holding the Apple 11, or 11 broken."
Wenxi didn't expect the old man to be so fashionable down here, and knew about Apple, so he coughed and said, "Okay, I'll replace them with 11-bad ones for you tomorrow."
"No need, I won't need it when I go back." The old man took a sip of his wine and sighed, "Seeing that you are all well, we can rest assured to reincarnate."
There was a silence on the table, Empress Wen put down the spoon that fed the little mermaid, and said angrily, "Grandpa, I'm happy to eat, so what are you talking about?"
"Okay, okay, grandpa made a mistake, and grandpa punished himself with a glass." Old man Wen poured himself a glass of wine and drank it, then poured another glass and touched Wenxi's glass: "Huaiyu, grandpa respects you."
Wenxi quickly raised his cup, and was about to say something, but his hand was held down by his grandfather.
"Huaiyu, do you still remember why grandpa gave you this name?" The old man smiled at him, and said in a low voice, "Everything in the world is for profit. My literary family is prosperous, so I am naturally attached to it. But spring goes to autumn. Come on, overthrow is only for a moment, and the people who passed by are like Wang Xieyan, rushing away. I chose this word for you, and I hope you can understand this truth."
Wenxi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded while holding his wine glass: "Grandpa, I know."
"This kind of thing has happened in all dynasties. You don't need to always remember the past. I have been underground for hundreds of years, and I have already seen it. Those who have kindness and hatred in the past are all past events of a handful of loess. Your good fortune Different from family members, you should not stick to the past and make things difficult for those around you."
Old Man Wen meant something, and Pi Xiu understood it immediately, coughed lightly and said, "This kind of thing is not difficult, it's just that there is kindness for kindness and revenge for revenge, and the cycle of nature."
"Grandpa, I know what you mean." Wen Xi raised his head and drank the wine, looked at old man Wen and said, "But I really don't understand."
Old Man Wen smiled and shook his head: "There are so many things in life that are difficult to understand. Even the gods can't do anything about it. Otherwise, why do Weaver Girl and Cowherd only see each other on Qixi Festival every year? Woolen cloth?"
The old man smiled and waved his hands: "Everything is just the past, not worth mentioning."
Tao Ti laughed and poured a glass of wine to toast the old man. The last part of the banquet ended with the men pushing and changing glasses.
Even if it's Ghost Festival, ghosts can't stay in the world for a long time, and ghosts with backdoor backgrounds can't violate the rules. When the sun goes down and the sun turns orange, the car Feng Du sent to pick up Wen's family has already stopped at the door of the restaurant.
Wen's father held Pi Zhaocai and told Wenxi to give the child a nice name, and Zhaocai was too vulgar. Mrs. Wen was pulling Pi Shaodi to see how she liked it, and kept telling her eldest daughter that the child had eyes like Wenxi, which showed that the two were destined for each other.
The old man waited for his son and daughter-in-law to finish speaking, then Shi Shiran stepped forward and stroked Wenxi's hair: "I'm going now, I don't know what it will be like when we meet next time, Huaiyu, Qian'er, remember what grandpa said , don’t worry about the past, everything has to look forward.”
After all, the old man got into the car first, and Empress Wen carefully put the little merman on the ground and kissed his forehead, and then got into the car, and Father Wen and Mrs. Wen walked last with the support of Mrs. Wen.
Wen Xihong stared at the car going away, Pixiu sighed and raised his hand and shot a golden light onto the car, comforting him and saying, "Don't be sad, they saw you and your sister, their obsessions dissipated, and there was me again." Protected by her demonic power, she will surely be rich and safe in her next life."
"I know." Wenxi's voice was nasal, but she didn't shed tears: "I'm very happy, not sad."
"Huaiyu." Wen Qian suddenly called Wen Xi.
He looked back, only to find that his sister's body was turning into spots of light and dissipating bit by bit.
Wen Qian didn't cry but smiled at him: "My sister is leaving too. Take care of yourself and the people around you in the days to come. Don't be sad. The little son of the Wen family should be happy every day."
Tao Ti choked up and called Qian Niang. Wen Qian looked at him with a guilty face, and reached out to wipe the tears on his face: "Brother Tao, I'm sorry, but I can't wipe your tears for you in the end."
"Don't say I'm sorry, I'm the one who hurt you..." Tao Tixu held her hand, wanting to laugh but it was uglier than crying.
Wen Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you still remember the first time I met you? It was also such a summer, and it was also such a sunset, when you landed in my yard from the sky, that's when I wanted to..."
Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Wen Qian's face had begun to turn into spots of light, leaving only a pair of eyes crookedly smiling, and finally, they also flew away in the evening wind and disappeared into the sky and the earth.
Tao Ti met the woman he wanted to take care of the most in his life in the summer sunset, but he also lost her forever in the same summer dusk.
He clenched his empty fists, and suddenly sneered.
"Old Man Wen is right, even gods have times when they can't do anything."