Arriving at the Victory Hotel in the center of the city, the guard stopped the car and turned around to find that the chief was still in a state of contemplation holding the wine bottle without letting go, and hesitated to remind him that the hotel had arrived.

At this time, outside the car, an old man who was old but well maintained, with a cane, walked briskly: "Lao Xia has arrived? Why is it so late? Everyone went in, I thought you should be there soon, just waiting for you to go with you to offer life to Ning Lao. ”

Xia Zhaoyuan came back to his senses at this time, didn't pay attention, opened the door and got out of the car, and didn't notice that he took the wine bottle in his arms down.

It just so happened that the person who came was also an old wine worm, his nose sniffed, smelled a strange aroma of wine, and reached out to take the wine bottle: "Is it a gift for Ning Lao? What kind of wine is so fragrant! Smell it for me." ”

"Hehe, this can't be given to you. This is one of my juniors who honors me, and Ning Lao's salute is behind. Little rabbit cub, don't hurry up and take out the birthday gift. ”

The guard ran to the back compartment, opened the lid and hugged the birthday gift that the chief had brought from Kyoto.

"What kind of wine are you holding in your hand?" the other party stared intently at the wine bottle in Xia Zhaoyuan's hand.

Xia Zhaoyuan laughed very much, but at the same time regretted it, why did he accidentally take the wine bottle down and pinch it, now I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the fate of being drunk by others.

"Lao Hu, I'll tell you this secretly, you can't tell others. This is the best monkey wine, which I got by accident. If you keep it a secret for me, I'll give you a bite. ”

"One bite is enough, half a bottle. ”

"Hu Jingye, you robber! His grandmother's Lao Tzu only got such a small bottle, do you want to take half of it?"

"Pull down, pull down! When I turned around, I said to Lao Lu and Lao Xiao, you Xia Zhaoyuan have a good wine and eat alone, and I won't call you fishing and eating wine in the future! Hmph!"

"If you don't call it, you won't call it, it's rare! Lao Tzu still has the ginseng wine on the altar in the back carriage, I originally wanted to give a few of you to taste, but now Lao Tzu drinks it alone. Hmph!"

Old children, old children, old and like children, no one will let anyone in a war of words.

Hu Jingye sniffed, he really couldn't resist the aroma of wine overflowing from the bottle, and he heard Lao Xia say that there was still a fifteen-year-old ginseng wine in the car, and the wine worms in his stomach screamed even more happily. Licking his face and discussing with his old friend: "Then give a third?"

"At most, a small wine cup and a wine cup, no more are discussed!" General Xia raised his chin.

"Two wine cups?" For the sake of good wine, General Hu also let it go.

"Not negotiable!"

"Okay, a wine cup is a wine cup. ”

Hu Jingye looked pained, but he also knew that the brother in front of him had the most temper. If you continue to bargain, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink a small cup.

"By the way, which of your juniors is filial? ”

"That's it! Lao Tzu is blessed, you can't envy it. ”

"Hmph! Where is Lao Tzu's blessing? Let me tell you, the cigarettes that I brought you a while ago were the filial piety of those boys!"

After negotiating the conditions, the two old comrades-in-arms and the two brothers hooked their shoulders and carried them into the hotel, competing along the way to see which of their juniors was more capable and filial.

In the birthday banquet hall, the banquet had not officially started, and the ladies were gossiping around Mrs. Ning.

Mr. Ning celebrates his 80th birthday today, and Mrs. Ning, who is his wife, is actually only 65 years old. Because she is not Ning Lao's wife, but after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, she married into the Ning family to continue the strings.

Ning Lao's wife died of typhoid fever in the most intense years of the war.

Because of this, the children born by Ning Lao's ex-wife don't treat her very well. And because she drowned when she was young, she was diagnosed with uterine cold by traditional Chinese medicine, and she was destined to have no children in her knees, which was also the reason for her divorce from her ex-husband.

Today, Ning Lao is 80 years old, and all the juniors who should be present have attended, but none of them came to her to greet her with tea.

The little sisters she met when she was in a girls' school fought for her.

Old Mrs. Ning smiled kindly: "Forget it, I'm at this age, and I don't want to have children anymore." Today is Lao Ning's birthday, let's say more happy words. ”

"Speaking of being happy, I have a thing about it, but unfortunately I didn't think about it at the time, and I missed it. A neatly dressed woman, sitting next to Mrs. Ning's hand, said with a smile, "Didn't I go to Nancheng to visit relatives before the winter last year? ”

"Good sister, don't play dumb riddles, tell us quickly!" a few little sisters on the side shouted with a smile.

The woman was amused by them, cleared her throat, and sat up straight to announce the answer: "That girl, she looks like Teacher Wenjuan when she was young." ”

Teacher Wen Juan is the mother of the old man Xiao, who is now in charge of the Xiao family, and when they were just studying for girls, Teacher Wen Juan also served as their Chinese culture teacher for a year.

Although Teacher Wen Juan was nearly half a hundred years old at that time, she was very popular with young girls. The friendship between teachers and students is quite good, and students often go to Teacher Wenjuan's dormitory to talk and talk, so many students have seen photos of teachers when they were young.

"Really?"

Everyone here sighed that there are two people who are so similar in this world.

Old Madam Ning opened her handbag with a smile and took out a yellowed photo album.

"I thought that when I sat down and talked together, I would inevitably remember the past, so I brought this precious photo album when we were studying before I went out. I remember that there is a bust photo of Teacher Wenjuan when she was young, I will show it to you......"

Mrs. Ning said and flipped through the photo album, flipped through them one by one, found the photos of the enlightenment teacher, and pointed them out to everyone: "Look, wasn't the teacher beautiful when he was young? Haha!"

I also have a photo of the teacher at home, but unfortunately it was taken when we graduated, and I vaguely recognized that the girl was very similar to the teacher, but I didn't expect to see the photo in my sister's hand, I dare to say that it is not just like it, it is like a mold carved out!"

There was an exclamation from below: "Is it really so similar?"

"What's so like?"

Ning Lao walked over by Xia Zhaoyuan and Hu Jingye.

"My legs and feet are not good, why are you still walking around?" Old Mrs. Ning got up to help her husband with disgust, and handed the photo album to the little sister beside her.

Xia Zhaoyuan inadvertently glanced at a yellowed black and white photo, and felt that the person in the photo was a little familiar, so he couldn't help but take a closer look, and sighed in his heart, isn't this Xiao Xiang's daughter-in-law. I don't have a good memory when I'm old, but I met in the hospital and chatted a few words at close range, and I still have this impression.