"Please always come to visit me, the old man."

When I was hospitalized, someone came to visit me... Even if I didn't care, I advised me not to do it.

After all, they have no relatives and no reason...

He was embarrassed to always let others come to the hospital to visit him.

However, every time he sees Xiao Xiao’s friend walking in, how could he be unhappy?

Besides...

Before Xiao Xiao came, the doctors and nurses in the hospital treated him as an elderly person with widows.

He is not.

Even if he is unwilling to contact his family, he is not an elderly person.

He has someone to accompany him.

It’s just that Hu Zi and the others can’t see it.

...

It's nothing to be misunderstood.

However, he doesn't like others to look at him with sympathy.

He knew what they were thinking.

An old man who was hospitalized alone.

How pitiful.

But this is not the case at all.

He has nothing to be sympathized with.

He is very good.

It is difficult for him to explain this to them.

Not to mention letting them understand.

They just think he is showing off.

Xiao Xiao’s arrival made all these eyes disappear.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he lived in this courtyard more freely.

Otherwise, he would have been in the hospital this time for a long time.

He was always looked at by that kind of gaze, and his psychological burden was too great.

Maybe he was thinking about being discharged from the hospital early.

...

"Now, the old man wants to trouble you to run errands."

The old man felt that he was really shameless, "I'm so embarrassed."

...

"Old Zhao is polite."

Xiao Xiao smiled, "You are a guest in our Xiao family teahouse."

"It's just an errand, you don't have to take it to heart."

Mr. Zhao was a little amused by Xiao Xiao's words.

"Then the old man who is a guest must protect him."

"Can you ask Xiao Xiao to help run errands."

"I will be a loyal customer of your teahouse in the future."

The old man smiled.

"When the old man really can't walk, I will come to your teahouse every day to report to you for tea."

...

"good."

Xiao Xiao's lips curled up, "Xiao's Teahouse welcomes Mr. Zhao."

"You."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "It turns out that he is the young owner of the teahouse."

I think about the teahouse in everything.

...

"I'll tell you about my friend."

The old man looked out the window.

The window is half open.

Occasionally, a slight wind blew the curtains.

The sunlight that penetrates in becomes more agile.

Flashing.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked calm.

Gradually, a little dazed in my eyes.

...

It was October of the year.

He remembers it very clearly.

It's the third day of the long holiday.

He rented a small boat alone to go out to sea.

No.

It's not accurate to say that a person is.

And tiger son.

...

He is in the captain's room.

Hu Zi lies in the center of the deck.

Bathing in the sun lazily.

The colorful patterns shine in the bright sunshine.

Even the snow-white hair, which was as glossy as pearls, looked a little dim when compared with gorgeous colors.

...

He has no destination.

It is to drive a boat to a place with few people.

It was the long holiday period, and everywhere was overcrowded.

He doesn't like a lot of people.

You won't be able to enjoy the best view.

I don't like the noise.

Perhaps it is because of its vast and sparsely populated places such as deserts, grasslands, and rainforests.

He likes the vastness and expanse of those places.

......

He could hear the wind rolling up the gravel.

The sound of passing through the rocks...

He likes that large tracts of weeds are blown by the wind and fall in one direction.

The dexterous little deer would tilt her head and look at him curiously.

......

He likes the birds singing in his ears.

There are also the calls of beasts from far and near.
Chapter completed!