Dihu West Palace, near dusk, in the courtyard of the Golden Mansion Villa. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Flower fluttering embroidery belt, willow fragrance wind, various shapes of flower stands are staggered.

Dozens of white tables are placed on the golf turf outside the hall door, and buffet utensils are set up on the left and right.

The Chinese and Western chefs who were specially transferred from the hotel were busy in an orderly manner, and the people were dressed in clean and uniform services.

Not far away, a girl in a white dress was sitting in front of a white piano stand, her fingers were green, playing at will, and the melodious notes burst out, jumping on the tip of the grass like a fairy.

A few beautiful girls around were tuning with violins, and from time to time there was a coquettish laugh or two.

The sun was sinking below the treetops, and the afterglow was quietly cast through the gaps between the branches and leaves, pulling the long, slanting shadows of the trees.

In the distance, the gently undulating grassy slopes are designed to resemble the alpine grasslands at the foot of the Alps.

It's so beautiful, so peaceful, it makes people feel like they're isolated from the world.

A man and a woman slowly walked down from the hillside, the man was tall and handsome, and the woman was slender and beautiful, it was Liu Yiming and Su Xiaoyue.

Liu Yiming wore khaki slacks made of high-end fabrics and a sky blue casual business-style shirt on his upper body.

Su Xiaoyue wore a white long dress, her shoulders were slightly exposed, her neck was slender, her skin was as delicate as snow, her black hair was coiled, and she wore a crystal hairpin, with an excellent demeanor.

The two of them, like golden boys and girls, talked in a low voice, and the afterglow of the sunset was projected on the two of them, pulling a long and a short back.

At this moment, Su Xiaoyue's cheeks were slightly red because of her walking, her small mouth was slightly panting, and her attractive breasts were rising and falling.

When talking to Liu Yiming, he always inadvertently brings out a few English words.

Time went backwards, and when it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, Old Man Su Shengli led a large family of people over, and under the guidance of Uncle Xiang, he walked into the hall.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Jin Lao with a cane in the center, his eyes were blazing, and his face was full of smiles.

Su Shengli pursed his lips, his cloudy eyes flashed with excitement, and he broke free from the support of his son Su Zhiguo, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, his emaciated body suddenly straightened, and he gave a crisp military salute.

"Old chief, Su Shengli, the former commander of the 95th Regiment of the 113th Division, reports to you!"

The hall was suddenly silent, and only Su Shengli's thick and slightly vicissitudes of voice echoed in the room.

Old Man Jin was also a little excited, a flush appeared on his face covered with age spots, and he slowly and forcefully raised his right hand to the corner of his eyebrows.

At the end of the ceremony, the two century-old men, clasped their hands together, looked at each other, and laughed.

The bodies of the two old men leaned back slightly, flashing in their eyes, as if the scenes of life and death in the rain of bullets and bullets suddenly appeared.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a century has passed, and the iron-blooded soldiers who were heroic in the past have now become old men.

This unique way of meeting only soldiers made Liu Yiming's heart a little shaken.

The friendship between life and death, the most beautiful and precious thing in the world, is even better than the friendship between brothers.

Everyone in the house was infected by this emotion, especially Su Zhiguo, he knew that his Lao Tzu's body was getting worse day by day, and he originally strongly advised the old man not to come in person, just bring his family to congratulate.

But the old man didn't do it, greeted him to come, and said that this was probably the last time he would see the old chief, and he was afraid that he would not have a chance in the future.

Besides, when the old chief suffered such an accident in his old age, he must go to see the old chief, and he must also see the old chief's own grandson with his own eyes.

He is really happy for the old man, I heard that the relationship between this child and a rich girl is unclear, I don't know how to deal with the marriage contract between the two families, and he is also a little worried, once he dies, will the friendship between the older generation of the two Jinsu families continue in the future?

That's what we do today.

After the old man met, Su Zhiguo led his wife, son Su Can, and daughter Su Xiaoyue to come over to greet the old man Jin.

After the younger generation saw the ceremony, everyone looked curiously at the young man standing beside Jin Lao, with a delicate face, a tall body, and a smile.

I am secretly guessing in my heart, this should be the grandson that Mr. Jin found back from the oil mill alley, right?

Especially Su Xiaoyue's eyelashes blinked, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed, paying special attention to Liu Yiming's every move.

From looking up just now, my eyes lit up when I saw it suddenly, and my heart was pounding, until now my inexplicable heartbeat is like a deer.

An indescribable emotion arose spontaneously, and he sighed silently: "What an independent man!"

This kind of boy who is not contaminated with the atmosphere of the world, he has seen it for the first time. I didn't think that there was such a worldly person, he just stood there quietly, without saying a word, as if everything around him was his foil, so radiant, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, between Gu Pan, the fairy qi leaked, yes, it was the fairy energy.

Su Xiaoyue finally found an appropriate word to describe the feeling that Liu Yiming gave herself.

After thinking about it a few times, he couldn't help but sneak a few glances at Liu Yiming again.

"Old chief, this... This is a hit, right?"

Su Shengli saw Liu Yiming standing beside Old Man Jin at a glance, and he was full of heroism, looking like an old chief who was powerful on the battlefield back then.

Jin Lao was full of joy to see his old comrades-in-arms again, his face was full of red light, and after listening to it, he grabbed Liu Yiming's arm and said to Su Shengli: "Yiming, this is what I mentioned to you... Grandpa's comrade-in-arms."

"Grandpa Su, okay!" Liu Yiming leaned over and held the old man's hand with both hands, but in an instant, he felt that the old man's body was not full of life, as if he had run out of oil and dried up.

"Okay, good, old chief, I... I'm really happy! I'm going to have a few bowls of wine today!"

Su Shengli's beard trembled excitedly, his lips squirmed, his shriveled chest rose and fell violently, and Liu Yiming hurriedly poured a wisp of spiritual energy through his palm to calm the old man's excessive heartbeat.

"Okay, okay, let's break the vow today, let's drink enough for the two brothers!" Jin Lao was also very excited, and said proudly.