The most beautiful season in Beijing is autumn. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sky is high and the clouds are light, and the geese flying in the south are broken.

Especially when major events are to be held, factories and enterprises throughout North China have to stop work to contribute to the environmental protection of the capital. Therefore, the sky in the capital is blue, and there are a few graceful white clouds.

In the alley, in a delicate three-entry courtyard, an old man in simple clothes but neat and clean sat quietly on a bamboo chair under the eaves, but his hands were clenched very tightly, showing that his heart was not calm, the old man was thinking about things, and seemed to be waiting for something important to come.

This old man is Ding Mu's grandfather Ding Jianhuai, and Ding Mu's grandmother is still cooking in the kitchen as usual.

Originally, everyone didn't let them hire a nanny for the family, but Ding Mu's grandmother had worked all her life, but she was not used to the life of stretching out her hands to eat and open her mouth, but she felt even more uncomfortable.

So, after getting the doctor's permission, I still let my grandmother do the housework usually. Keeping your lifestyle habits the same will allow your body to function better.

Today, there is one more person in the courtyard, and that is Ding Mu. He was at the hanging flower gate of the second entrance, drinking Coke with Erlang's legs crossed. Ding Mu's mind was racing rapidly, and he was thinking about the draft of some papers. As long as you have a manuscript and realize the paper, it is an individual effort.

However, the idea of a thesis in my head is just a matter of hand. He knew that his grandfather had specially called him here today to meet a few old comrades-in-arms from other places, who were also Grandpa Ding Mu's old buddies and buddies. They gathered in the capital this time to participate in a grand event, that is, the Anti-Japanese War Memorial Parade. As the landlord of the capital, Grandpa Ding Mu naturally wants to fulfill the friendship of the landlord and let them come to their own house to get together first.

About the time, Ding Mu heard the sound of the car horn outside breaking the silence of the small courtyard, braking, closing the door, followed by footsteps, a knock on the door interrupted Ding Mu's thoughts.

He stood up, walked straight to the door, pulled the bolt of the door, and a rather beautiful woman stood at the door, fair skin, petite figure, apricot eyes and cherry mouth, and there was still faint sweat on the tip of her upturned nose.

"Hello, is this the Ding Mansion?"

Ding Mu said, "Exactly. I'm Ding Mu. ”

"Great, finally found it. When the woman heard Ding Mu say yes, she showed a relieved expression, and there was a smile on her face: "There is really a traffic jam in this capital city, and I walked through an intersection without paying attention, and I ended up going around for a long time." Hello, my name is Cheng Yu'er, and my grandfather is Cheng Zhanjun. ”

"Welcome, welcome. Ding Mu saw that it sounded like a new Hongqi car outside, and the photo was a car with a Beijing V06 at the beginning. This is the family car of the central leadership of Dahua, also considered a military car, there is a car behind, is an extended version of Cadillac, the brand of this car is not a military plate, but Beijing AG6 starts, people who understand know that this is what level of people can take the car.

Just as Ding Mu was talking to Cheng Yu'er, the driver opened the car door, and several gray-haired old men walked out of the car.

Ding Mu's eyes swept and he remembered the appearance of several people. One of them has a white face and beard, gray hair, and a little similar to Cheng Yu'er, there is no doubt that it is her grandfather Cheng Zhanjun. Ding Mu also has the ability to identify blood relations, and there is no problem in recognizing this.

There is also a burly red-faced old man, estimated to be 85 years old, but his spirit is not bad, and he looks quite tall in a tunic suit.

The last one was a bad old man who didn't look very decent, with a public face, his face was gray, and his lips were not bloody, and he seemed to look sick, and only two fingers remained in his right hand.

Ding Mu's grandfather, Ding Jianhuai, heard the knock on the door, so he walked to the door to greet him, and when he saw the three old brothers, tears almost flowed out.

"Lao Cheng, Lao Hu, Lao Sun. How many years have we not seen each other?!"

Eight hands were held together, and the four old men were very excited. It's a lot of affection.

Ding Jianhuai said: "Don't stand at the door, please come in." ”

After saying that, he let a few people into the courtyard. The driver parked the car on the side of the road and waited outside the door, only Cheng Yuer accompanied the three old men into the yard.

In the small courtyard, Ding Mu had already set up chairs, let a few old people sit down, took a pot of freshly boiled water from the kitchen, and brewed a pot of fragrant flower tea.

Ding Jianhuai introduced: "This is my grandson, Ding Mu. Ding Mu This is Grandpa Cheng of Sichuan Shu, this is Grandpa Hu of Nanyue, and this is Grandpa Sun of Liaoshen. ”

Every time Ding Jianhuai introduced someone, Ding Mu called out obediently.

"Hello Grandpa Cheng. ”

"Hello Grandpa Hu. ”

"Hello Grandpa Sun. ”

Ding Mu knew that these three people were not simple, they were all over 85 years old, they were all veterans, and they were also one of the few, and they could even be said to be the only remaining heroes of the Anti-Japanese War, and they all used to hold important positions.

Cheng Zhanjun retired as the commander of the Shudu Military Region, which can be regarded as the main post of the large military region. He has a deep foundation in Sichuan and Shu, has a wide range of contacts, his son Cheng Hu Nan is still serving in the army, and his granddaughter Cheng Yuer is a military doctor.

The grandfather Hu in Ding Mu's mouth is called Hu Baisheng, who once served as the political commissar of the Nanyue Military Region, and is also a bigwig in the army, and has a good relationship with Ding Mu's grandfather. His eldest son, Hu Jijun, serves as the leader of the Dahua Aviation Industry Corporation, which can be said to be a high-ranking and powerful position.

As for Grandpa Sun, his name is Sun Zhonglou, who once served as the chief of staff of the Liaoshen Military Region. He was originally a talent from a private school. Gifted and intelligent, self-comparing to Zhong Leyi, Wolong and Phoenix Chick, familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War, quite talented in military tactics, he had a nickname back then, called Ghost Talent Strategist. The army led by him can be said to be conquered and won. It's just that he prefers to take risks, and once he was ambushed, although he saved his life, he was injured by shrapnel in his hand, and only two fingers remained. What is even more a pity is that he was physically injured and has no offspring.

Ding Jianhuai said: "Brothers, the eight regiments of our eight regiments were born and died together back then, and there are almost no more of us brothers left. I didn't expect to be reunited. I've been dreaming about you for the past two days. ”

Several old people are not young, but they are not confused, and their thinking is still very quick. Hearing Ding Jian's sincere words, his heart was quite moved, and he was almost in tears.

Sun Zhonglou opened his mouth and said: "It's easy to say that it is easy to meet, the military region has recuperation every year, but I can't open my legs, and my body is not as good as before." Maybe that day will be gone. ”

Hu Baisheng said: "They all say seventy-three, eighty-four and two hurdles, and the king of Hades does not call himself to go." The youngest of us here is eighty-six, and there is no trouble for a long time. However, it is also possible to meet Marx at any time. ”

Ding Jianhuai smiled bitterly: "A few days ago. I almost went to see Marx......"