At this moment, the beautiful woman was looking for something around and asked carefully, and was actually looking for the old-fashioned kerosene lamps of the past.

Old man Huang Zhong is a very vigilant person. He has been living in the world for a lifetime and has encountered too many betrayals and has encountered too many conspiracies and tricks. Nowadays, there are too many doubts. This young and beautiful woman seems to be from this family, but she doesn't seem to know much about this family. From looking for the entrance to the air-raid shelter just now, he feels even more suspicious.

Then, the old man Huang Zhong subconsciously walked forward and stretched his palm over, intending to beware of the beautiful woman's sneak attack at all times.

However, when the old man Huang Zhong's hand was about to touch the beautiful woman's waist, he never expected that the beautiful woman screamed and turned around suddenly. When she happened to see his palm stretched out, she slapped him without hesitation.

If this time is calculated with a stopwatch, it will take only three seconds.

However, in three seconds, it is more than enough to fight back against a martial arts master like Huang Zhong, especially for a beautiful woman who knows how to do martial arts, three seconds can kill her several times.

However, even the old man Huang Zhong himself did not expect that he did not resist at all, and was slapped hard by the beautiful woman, causing a burst of burning pain in his face.

I saw the beautiful woman's angry eyebrows standing up, her chest was rising and falling violently with her rapid breathing, and she cursed in shame and anger: "You beast, get out of here! I really didn't expect that you are so old that you are full of dirty thoughts!"

At this moment, Old Man Huang Zhong saw the beautiful woman's clear eyes, pure face and clean tone, and said in his heart that he regretted, how could such a woman plot against him? It seems that she is indeed too suspicious.

It is said that "a hero is sad to pass the beauty." At this moment, the old man Huang Zhong also had this meaning. He actually concluded that this person was not a bad person based on the eyes and tone of the beautiful woman. He was a little impulsive.

At this time, the old man Huang Zhong had no precautions towards the beautiful woman and hurriedly explained: "Big girl, you really misunderstood me. I am not that kind of person. I just reached out and just wanted to support you. It's dark here, and I'm worried that you will fall."

After the beautiful woman beat her, she also felt a little regretful. She had already slapped her twice in the face. Wouldn't it be a bit too much? Judging from her age, she could at least be her own father. An elderly person should have no injustice about her, right?

Besides, she had figured it out. The old man "kissed" herself just now. It was probably because she was infected with poisonous gas in the cellar. She then remembered that no one had lived in this family for decades, and it was the first time she had come back. The cellar had not been ventilated for many years, and it was understandable that there was poisonous gas. Eighty times she was really infected with poisonous gas.

When the woman thought of this, she felt a little guilty, but she was embarrassed to apologize, so she hurriedly groped to find the kerosene lamp based on her memory.

It was getting darker and darker, and it was really impossible to have no light.

In fact, it is not possible to have kerosene lamps alone. In fact, before Mr. Huang Zhong arrived, the beautiful woman saw the place of the kerosene lamp. She took a look and found that the oil inside had evaporated. If she wanted to reignite it, she had to dilute the dry oil stains, and then she had to have ignition tools such as matches and lighters. So she just went out to buy matches. I vaguely remember that there was a convenience store at the entrance of the alley. I don’t know if it still exists or not.

But she never expected that as soon as the woman left the door, she was hit by an old man and caused so many things.

At this time, the beautiful woman had no time to think about it and hurriedly looked for the location of the kerosene lamp.

Soon, the beautiful woman found the kerosene lamp and came to the door of the main house. She was slightly brighter and said to the old man Huang Zhong: "Oh, what should I do? No, the oil inside has evaporated and cannot be used. Besides, there is no fire."

When the old man Huang Zhong saw that the woman was willing to talk to him, he was very happy. It seemed that the woman's misunderstanding of herself had been resolved. He hurriedly asked, "Big girl, isn't this your home? Why do you look like you..."

The woman hurriedly said, "Old man, don't call me a big girl, okay, it's awkward, you're older than my dad's."

Ga!

Even though the old man Huang Zhong was petrified, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

In fact, the old man Huang Zhong is indeed not young. Although he is a martial arts master and can delay aging, he has been living in the countryside for so many years and is with Xu Lang to pick up garbage. Naturally, he cannot make himself too young, so he looks a little old.

At this time, he was a little embarrassed by the woman's statement so bluntly.

After the woman finished speaking, she realized that her words were a bit inappropriate, so she hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Oh, of course I am from this family. However, I left my home more than 40 years ago and moved my family to another place to live. Today is my first time home.

Alas, it's getting darker and darker, what should I do if there is no light? I haven't had a good look at my home yet."

When she said this, the woman's voice trembled a little. While talking to the old man Huang Zhong, she looked around with her eyes. There were some crystal tears in her eyes, which showed her love for this home and her hometown.

At this moment, the old man Huang Zhong was a little moved. He wanted to help the woman, but he didn't want to see her so disappointed.

Old man Huang Zhong actually said subconsciously: "Come on, let me see."

As the old man Huang Zhong said, he reached out to take the kerosene lamp from the woman's hand, and quietly held the kerosene lamp holder with his big palm, using his deep internal force or a heat to liquefy the dry oil stains.

This kind of kerosene lamp is an invention of the ancient China. It is usually a glass cover and a lamp holder under it, which contains lamp oil. The old China has backward productivity, and ordinary people generally use inferior kerosene as lamp oil. Therefore, this lamp is generally called a "kerosene lamp". Put a cotton thread in the oil to act as a "wick". When the wick is ignited with an open flame, it can emit light.

Because the woman left home for too long, although there was a lampshade covering the kerosene inside, decades of time had passed and the kerosene had already evaporated and only the dried oil stains were left. The first step that Mr. Huang Zhong had to do was to use his profound internal force to soften the dried oil stains, slowly turn into liquid, and then burn.

However, in order not to make the woman suspicious of him, what Mr. Huang Zhong could not do was too obvious, so he deliberately rubbed his hands with the lamp holder, shook it, and spitted it inside, telling the woman that he did this to make the dry lamp oil burn.

The woman was simple-minded and quickly believed it. Although she was born here, she left rural life very early and was not very familiar with this kind of kerosene lamp. Moreover, when she was young and lived here, her family was already a wealthy family with electric lamps. This kerosene lamp was passed down from ancestors for the need for timely needs. She didn't know much about the use of kerosene lamps, so she didn't doubt anything.

However, the woman still knew one thing, that was, the open flame needed to ignite the wick. She couldn't help but say, "But we don't have matches at all."

Old man Huang Zhong thought about it and said, "Haha, it doesn't matter. Have you ever heard of the ancients who drilled wood to make fire? The principle of use is to catch fire with friction. Come, look, I'll find two stones."

As the old man Huang Zhong said, he grabbed two pebbles-like stones with smooth surfaces from under the eaves, held them in his hand and hit each other hard, approaching the wick, trying to ignite the wick with sparks.

However, after a long time of trial, I still failed because the Mars hit by the two stones was too weak to ignite the wick.

The woman couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Forget it, it's still not possible. I'll go out to buy a lighter again. Uncle, please wait at home."

The woman said, turned around and walked out.

grandfather?

Old Man Huang Zhong was shocked again. It seemed that the big girl thought she was a bad old man.

Looking at the woman's disappointed expression, the old man Huang Zhong was a little unwilling to accept it. Besides, it was so late that if she went out, it would be troublesome to attract the people from the Hongmen. After thinking about it, he had to use special means again, grasping the stones with both hands. While hitting each other, he used his profound internal force to "heat" the stones. Sure enough, Mars became bigger and bigger, and soon, he lit the wicks. He shouted excitedly: "Big girl, come and see, I'll light them."

The woman suddenly turned around, looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and hurried over, "Ah, uncle, what's going on?"

Old man Huang Zhong said hurriedly: "Haha, I'm smart. I just imitated the ancients' approach, and increased my strength, which made a bigger spark."

While saying that, the old man Huang Zhong quietly threw the two stones aside in case the woman was pestering her to see.

The woman took the kerosene lamp and walked into the room quickly. She walked around the huge room. Two lines of clear tears slowly fell down and could not be wiped dry. Countless childhood memories appeared in front of her eyes.

After decades of separation, the strong feelings for hometown still cannot be changed.

When the woman saw an old photo on the wall, she smiled in tears.
Chapter completed!