The old man stopped what he was doing and looked at Yao Yuan carefully.

Yao Yuan looked at the old man with a smile, vaguely feeling a breathtaking gaze.

"During the days of the typhoon in July, I had a high fever and a lung infection that almost killed me. Are you the young man who sent me for treatment?" the old man suddenly asked.

Yao Yuan smiled, "Grandpa, you still remember."

It was a party back to school shortly after the college entrance examination. There was a typhoon. Yao Yuan came out of the back door and planned to take a shortcut home. He saw the door of the old man's house rattling in the wind and was not closed. Out of curiosity, he found that the old man was lying on the bed dying, and then he carried

The old man ran all the way to the hospital and saved his life.

The old man suddenly smiled, showed his yellow teeth, pointed at the bungalow, and said, "You can put whatever you want there, just leave me a place to sleep."

"Then I'll pay you five yuan a day for rent." Yao Yuan took out the money and counted it.

The old man pressed Yao Yuan's hand and said, "I won't rent it, but you can use it if you want."

"This is not okay."

"Then you go, I won't rent out my place." The old man was very determined.

Yao Yuan was not pretentious, "Okay, thank you, grandpa!"

The old man took out a bunch of keys from his belt and threw one to Yao Yuan, "You can use it at any time."
Chapter completed!