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Chapter 844 Old Man Li Is a Mystery

Since July has told Chen Jinsheng and the others that he would leave tomorrow, he would leave tomorrow.

After dinner, there was no entertainment in this place, and even the phone did not have any signal.

Fu Yan went back to Mrs. Wang's place early, and Chen Xiao also took a shower early, lay on the bed and prepared to go to bed.

Miss Chen hasn't had so many activities for a long time. She climbed mountains and caught crabs. She originally wanted to wait for Chen Chu to come in and ask Old Man Li what to do, but she fell asleep not long after she lay down.

Chen Jinsheng and Liang Shumin are old, so they go to bed after washing up.

On summer nights, insects roared and squeaked. After taking a shower in July, he walked to the main house and saw Old Man Li sitting in front of the table.

"Old man, I'm still young, don't sleep at night?"

Old Man Li glared at her and poured tea and drank it on his own.

July curled his lips and walked over to grab his teapot: "Old man, I'll leave tomorrow. I won't come back if I leave. Look at you, the lonely man, there's really nothing heirloom of family heirlooms. I want to keep it for me?"

Old Man Li glanced at her and snatched the teapot in her hand back: "What does my heirloom have to do with you?"

July chuckled: "No matter how you say that, you saved my life. The grace of saving life is like rebuilding. You can be considered half of my father, right?"

"Bah, I don't want to have an unfilial daughter like you!"

July returned the teapot to him: "I don't want to have an unreliable father like you!"

As she said that, she got up and walked to the yard.

Tonight, the moon is sparsely bright and the night breeze is quite comfortable.

July looked back at Old Man Li sitting in the main house. He couldn't say he could not bear it. He just thought that he might not have such an old man in the future. He was still a little uncomfortable.

This old man Li, you said he was poor, but he just hid another box of gold. If you think there are only tens of millions of gold, there are even millions of millions.

And he can do anything. In such a backward and remote place, an old man in his seventies can even write well.

The osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard has been around for at least 30 years. Old man Li always opens the window to see the osmanthus tree before going to bed.

There are so many secrets in this broken house, even Old Man Li is a mystery.

But he didn't like to talk, so July naturally didn't ask.

When we met by chance, he saved her life. She spent half a month making food and drink for him, which was a little reward.

As for anything else, she respects Old Man Li.

Noting her gaze, Old Man Li also looked up.

His mouth was slamming and moving, and he didn't know what he was saying, and July couldn't hear clearly.

Not far away, the dog from Mrs. Wang's house barked a few times. July smiled and withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and tucked his hair, walked to the small back chair beside him and sat down.

July wiped her hair while combing it. The night wind blew over, and the fragrance of cheap shampoo was very strong, and she sneezes because of the smoke.

The towel sucked the water from his hair so much that July leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and waited for Ye Feng to blow dry his hair.

Old Man Li looked at Qiuyue's back and suddenly felt that the tea in his mouth was very light.

He snorted, got up and went back to the room, took his clothes to wash.

After washing up, July in the yard was gone. Old Man Li's vision became dark. He went back to his room west, locked the door, and looked at the osmanthus tree next to him from the window.
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