Wang Zan was originally thinking whether he would go out to hide for a few days before coming back. Secretary Yu's eyes were so lethal, mainly because he didn't know how to resist.

But before Wang Zan could figure out where to escape the disaster, he suddenly received a call, which was called by Wang Jingzhe. After the call was made, his father said only one sentence, but Wang Zan's head exploded with a "buzz" and his body shivered.

"Return to Chaoge, now" Wang Zan's tone was very calm, but Wang Zan could clearly hear that he was deliberately suppressing it.

The fewer words, the bigger the matter. With just a few words, Wang Zan realized that it might be that the old man at home had something to do.

On that day, Wang Zan quickly booked a plane ticket and went back without even bringing his luggage.

After getting off the plane, he took a taxi and returned to Chaoge. After arriving at the village, he went straight to the yard of his home, and then saw Wang Xianzhi. The old man seemed to be fine. He was squatting in the vegetable field in the yard weeding, putting a kettle next to him, wearing a coarse cloth clothes.

There was a faint white air floating inside the house, as if something was stewing, and the fragrance had already floated out.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Xianzhi raised her head. When she saw Wang Zan come in, she smiled on her old face and said, "Are you back?"

Although it seemed nothing was wrong to see Wang Xianzhi, Wang Zan was still very sensitive. He heard the old man say that he was back, not saying why you were back. It was just three words short of the meaning, but it was very different, which means he already knew that Wang Zan would be back.

When he came to Wang Xianzhi's face, Wang Zan stared at his face carefully and looked at Bai Tian. At the same time, he clearly noticed that there were some signs of the decline of the heavenly beings on Wang Xianzhi's body.

In other words, the end is coming.

Wang Zan's lips trembled a few times before saying tremblingly: "Grandpa..."

Wang Xianzhi said lightly: "I called your dad and your aunt and asked them to come back, and then I will send me a ride. You can stay at home these days and stay with me for a while."

Wang Zan swallowed, stepped forward and pulled Wang Xianzhi's arm and said, "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital to see you, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xianzhi smiled and said, "The most unavoidable experience in life is birth, old age, sickness and death. Everyone is like this, and I can't avoid this word at all. Of course, I am no exception. If it were another elderly person, you might be easily accepted. To me, because I am your grandfather... I suddenly felt a little chest tightness a month ago, so I dig a divination for myself. The hexagram is not very good, and two words can be summarized, but there is no solution."

People like Wang Xianzhi have been through decades of spring and autumn, and have experienced all kinds of storms and waves that ordinary people cannot experience. If they say that their deadline is approaching, they may be that their life is approaching and they will never be able to recover.

It is rare for people to be over 70 years old, and Wang Xianzhi is already eighty. If you die at this age, you can count it as a joy and funeral. What he said just now is fine, that is, if another old man dies, Wang Zan will not think that there is anything, but he will not be able to accept it after he dies, just because Wang Xianzhi is his grandfather.

"There is the meat I stewed in the pot. You can go and have a look. After it is ready, it will be brought to the table. There are some pickled vegetables in the kitchen. Then take out two bottles of wine from the cabinet. When I clean up the vegetable field, you can have a sip with my grandfather." Wang Xianzhi said.

Wang Zan nodded and entered the room. Although Wang Jingzhe did not tell him clearly on the way, he was actually prepared in his heart and asked him to go back to Chaoge at this time, that is, Wang Xianzhi had something wrong, so after he came back, he was a little surprised to see his grandfather's condition, but he had expected it in his heart, and in the end he had no choice but to accept it.

After entering the room, Wang Zan noticed a coffin in the corner of the ground, and there was a dress of funeral clothes on it. I think this was prepared by the old man himself these days. Many places still have this custom. When people get older, they like to prepare their funerals for themselves, commonly known as the coffin book.

People, the fight between birth, old age, sickness and death is the most common, because this is inevitable, and you have to accept it. No one can resist this cycle of reincarnation, and the same is true for gods.

Wang Zan silently put the meat from the pot and put it on the table. He took out two bottles of wine and poured it into the cup. The old man outside the window was still bent down and packing the vegetable field. He seemed to have no feeling at all about his death in a few days.

When a person can take life and death very lightly, it means that the person's realm has reached an absolute height. Take the death row prisoners as an example. Some people may act indifferent when they commit crimes or sentences, and think that taking life and death all indifferently is nothing special. However, when they are taken to the execution ground, they may instantly become incontinent and even their legs are weak, because it is indeed difficult for people to be calm when facing death.

But there are also some people who can be quite calm, and most of these people have come from the storm. For them, they can let go of anything in this life.

After Wang Xianzhi finished his work, she washed her hands and sat at the table. She first picked up a glass of wine and sniffed it, and said, "I haven't drunk some days, so drink more today."

Wang Zan nodded and said, "I will accompany you grandpa."

"Relax, you should be very grateful that you can go home and stay with me for a few days before I leave, instead of waiting for you to come back to find out that I am already lying in the coffin." Wang Xianzhi said softly: "It is not a good thing to know in advance that your deadline is approaching. At least those who can come back will come back."

Wang Zan silently drank a glass of wine with Wang Xianzhi. The spicy alcohol made his mouth burn like a fire. His eyes turned red at this time. He looked up and said to Wang Xianzhi, "Grandpa, I should have come back to accompany you long ago. I have..."

Wang Xianzhi waved his hand and shook his head and said, "What are you doing in the village at a young age? Are you farming vegetables like me? The people of our Wang family have always been destined to drift all their lives. You are like this, so are your dad, and your great-grandfathers are all here. Just have the concept of home in your heart."

Wang Zan and Wang Xianzhi drank a lot of wine that night. By the end of the drink, he was already drowsy and his consciousness was blurred.
Chapter completed!