Quiet Dafang Mountain, thick and lofty. At the foot of the mountain, there is a dry rest house directly under the three headquarters, which is built by the mountains and rivers, and has the wealth of pavilions and pavilions, carved railings, and jade buildings, and has the elegance of gardens, rockeries, bridges, and flowing water. It's really a good place to retire. Eleven years ago, an old man was sent by helicopter and lived in a single-family villa that only retired generals were eligible to enjoy, and there was also an old lady with blue eyes and pointed ears, a nose and cheeks, and a surprisingly slender man.

The old man was very irritable, and the old lady was kind.

There is no one here who is not afraid of this old man, and there is no one who does not like the old lady. The old man likes to scold people, and the former general staff boss Cao Yan took a detour when he saw the old man. It's also interesting to say, this old man has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, and he has forgotten many people and things, but he remembers the most hated person, Cao Zhengchuan's name is not called, and he doesn't care if this Cao Yama is called Cao Xiaobao, and he scolds him as soon as he meets. King Caoyan, who has always been the only one who scolds, sees this old man like a mouse and a cat, he can hide when he can, but he pretends to be deaf and dumb when he can't hide.

The staff who can enter here are all well-informed, and naturally understand that this old man who was picked up by General Xu Jinbo, another former boss of the three headquarters, is not a mortal. So I never dared to slack off. However, although the old man was irritable and irritable, he did not need to trouble them very often, because there was an old lady with excellent patience by his side. A man in his 90s has a straight waist and a great body! He is not dazzled, his ears are not deaf, he is humorous, diligent and simple, and he has never been angry with anyone except for his sons who are more strict in their discipline.

The jeep entered the military control area, and the female lieutenant who was driving jumped out of the car, only to see that she was heroic, with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, a high nose bridge, a snow-white complexion, black hair, flat shoulders and a thin waist, bulging chest and hips, and a pair of long legs that were as straight and perfect as a sculpture. She handed the document to the sentry and looked at it. The sentry looked into the jeep again and asked, "Who is the co-pilot?"

Gu Tianyou got out of the car and showed the supporting documents given by Sun Mingshen, and the sentry carefully checked it and saluted solemnly: "Comrade Major, please come in!"

At this gate, below the general, it does not matter how high the rank is, the key to determining the attitude of the sentinel is the position and status. Gu Tianyou sat in a special jeep specially allocated by senior generals in the army, and he was driven by the goddess who walked out of this place, and he was also the darling of those old guys in the dry rest house, Long Jianmei, so he got such courtesy.

According to Sun Mingshen, the name Long Jianmei was changed later, the original little girl was called Long Yingxue, eleven years ago great-grandfather Long Ping came home, said that the name Yingxue was not good, and took the sword from the sharpening, plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold to each of the two sentences of one word, only to change to Long Jianmei.

Gu Tianyou felt in his heart that this name had been changed a bit twice. The little girl next to her is said to have joined the army at the age of sixteen, with six years of military experience, and a year ago she was transferred to Guoan from the heaven-level combat group of a secret unit directly under the General Staff, that is, the cool and bombarded army that King Ming once served in that made Lao Geng envious. It is said that the guys who can blend in there are all supermen who wear pants backwards, and this great-granddaughter of Long Ye is no exception.

Long Jianmei doesn't like to say much, but her personality is not the kind of cold type she imagined, when she doesn't smile, she feels calm and quiet, and when she laughs, she is very warm and easy-going. Although she doesn't talk much, she doesn't smile or speak, and she is a little shy, and she is completely a gentle and cute little girl type. It's hard to imagine that terrifying sword intent emanating from such a pure natural and harmless beauty. When Gu Tianyou learned that she was the great-granddaughter of Long Ye, he unconditionally accepted this work assistant.

Sun Mingshen said, aren't you going to see Master Long? I have the best guide here. refers to his incompetent secretary, Miss Long Jianmei. Gu Tianyou was also told that in the future, it would be this woman nicknamed Xiaolongnu who would be responsible for cooperating with his work.

It's a surprise and a reincarnation.

The two got into the car, and the jeep continued to walk into the mountains. The closer he got to that unknown place, the more worried Gu Tianyou's mood became: Long Ye had forgotten many people and things, in the last year of Qinzhou Prison, he was in a bad state, and he was close to being unable to take care of himself, but he didn't know what happened now? He must be very happy with his family, right? Will he still remember me? His children are all over seventy years old, what will they think of me as an uninvited guest?

"Great-grandmother said he still remembers you, remind you that our great-grandmother and her old man are what they say. ”

Long Jianmei pointed to the gun on Gu Tianyou's waist and said, "Leave this thing in the car before getting out of the car, great-grandmother doesn't like it." ”

Gu Tianyou was a little delighted, but also a little surprised, this seemingly simple and harmless little girl seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and actually knew what she was thinking. When I think that this is my future work partner, I can't help but feel a little uneasy. Lao Tzu has so many secrets in his heart, and he won't be able to see through them all by this little goblin. He took off his gun, put it in the car's toolbox, and asked, "How do you know what I'm worried about?"

Long Jianmei smiled shyly: "It's just human nature, Xu Jinbo said that you are the godson of your great-grandfather, so I guess you will very much hope that he will remember you." ”

Gu Tianyou said: "I was brought up by Master Long himself. ”

Long Jianmei said: "You probably don't know yet, my great-grandfather has seven sons, the youngest is over sixty, and my grandfather is seventy-five, he doesn't want to be forced by the old man to call a stinky little doll a younger brother, so they were especially against you coming to see your great-grandfather." Speaking of this, she smiled again, hehe, and said: "But this time Sun Mingshen arranged for you to come, they can't stop you if they want to, and great-grandmother also wants to see you, great-grandfather forgot all seven sons, but he didn't forget you, the godson, she is very curious about what kind of child you are." ”

Long Ye has begged four wives in his life, three of them have died, and only this one is left, I heard that his body is still very strong. When he was in Qinzhou Prison, Long Ye's descendants never came to see him once, which is logically very unusual. Gu Tianyou once thought that his family was so ruthless because he hated his irresponsible practices back then, but now listening to Long Jianmei's tone, it doesn't seem to be the case.

"One thing I'm curious about, when I was with Master Long in Qinzhou Prison, why did your grandfathers never visit him?"

"Great-grandmother didn't allow it. ”

These five words are of course, and in this family it seems to be enough to explain such an unethical thing. Gu Tianyou couldn't help but be curious, who was the only old lady left in the Long Ye's family?

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The country is not old and easy to get old, things are gorgeous, the world is human, who prevents time from passing away and takes away youth?

The beauty is white-headed, the martyr is in his twilight years, can you remember the gentle sword dance back then, and the golden iron horse?

Three thousand weak waters, take one scoop alone, who is still keeping the word, the Mushi Mountain Alliance promised by the Sansheng Stone?

Red dust, who is the poetry of the autumn water on the river with a soft breeze and freehand forgetfulness of the autumn water?

A dashing bosom, thin spring, the geese in the sky are gone, can you leave me for half a Qinghuan, in this time that is getting farther away, singing alone.

The pen belongs to Sun Mingshen and is said to have been written eleven years ago when he first met the old lady.

Long Jianmei frowned slightly, saying that this Sun Mingshen likes to write poems and sentences for people the most, and he didn't catch up with his great-grandmother's youth, so he regretted it, so he wrote this sour sentence. His great-grandmother praised him for his talent, and specially asked the fifth grandfather to frame it and hang it here.

She dropped a sentence that her great-grandmother might have accompanied her great-grandfather up the mountain, so she went upstairs to change her clothes, and she saw that she often came.

There are only a few old pieces of furniture in the living room, no rosewood rosewood, just a few cracked pine wood shoddy old objects, worth a few fire money. There was a bookcase in the corner, and there were no books behind the glass window, all old photos. One of the large black and white photos is particularly conspicuous, with a Republican-style setting, a stunning woman dressed in a cheongsam, with deep eyes, elegant and refined, as if there is a fairy breath about to come out. It is vaguely similar to Long Jianmei. There are also several photos of women, and the stars are surrounding this photo like the moon. It seems to put on a bit of bad fun and humor.

There is a Japanese-style saber on a wooden shelf, the handle of the jadeite inlay, the gold swallow, the ebony scabbard, the jade is clear and unmixed, a touch of green is like a living, the gold swallow is a dragon shape, the carving is exquisite, the scales are more delicate, especially a pair of dragon eyes are two pigeon blood red of general size. The ebony scabbard was carved into the form of a black dragon, and at a glance it was in response to that sentence, and the quagmire did not damage the bones, and as soon as he entered the Huatang light clothes.

In the whole room, the most valuable thing is this knife.

Long Jianmei changed into clothes and walked downstairs, very ordinary cotton home clothes, pink and white checkered. The pony found boiling water and a teacup, made a cup of tea, and said, "Taste the bitter ding that my great-grandmother planted herself." ”

Gu Tianyou took the cup and took a sip, his mouth was extremely bitter, and his mouth was full of relish. A little curious: "Why don't you see the photos of the old man when he was young?"

He didn't like to take pictures, but his great-grandmother was annoyed with him and burned what few were left. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Well, there is another one, in their bedroom, it seems to be the only photo of the two of them." ”

The footsteps of two people came from the courtyard, one heavy and the other light. As soon as the door opened, Long Ye strode forward, his back was a little rickety, his eyebrows were like dragon horns, his eyes were round, he looked at Gu Tianyou like a dragon, and suddenly burst out with a loud shout: Son Xiong, I am willing to come to see you Lao Tzu! Gu Tianyou was a little confused, and he didn't know what to call it all of a sudden. Long Ye shouted again: "Why do you look stupid? bastard, have you even forgotten Lao Tzu after raising you for ten years?" Gu Tianyou called out hesitantly: Father-in-law.

There is no emotion and joy of reunion after a long absence, only natural and full emotions such as the rapid integration of natural attracting elements. Gu Tianyou once thought that he would be very excited, but at this moment he realized that true emotions do not need to resort to superficiality. Long Ye really remembered himself, which was enough to make Gu Tianyou feel that the trip was worthwhile.

"Are you Gu Tianyou?" An old woman dressed in a gray cloth Tang costume carried a small copper hoe and put it by the door in a hurry, and came straight to Tianyou, and said with a smile: "The old man even forgot his own son, but he still remembers you, and tells me about you when you were a child from time to time." ”

Looking at the kind and amiable old lady in front of him, Gu Tianyou suddenly felt that the sentence written by Sun Mingshen was so axe-and-chisel on the surface. This verve makes people forget her age.

Long Ye was looking at Long Jianmei in a daze, and suddenly asked Tianyou: "Is this little girl the daughter-in-law you brought back to me?"