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Looking at Cha Ling, Qian Xiaodao said with a smile: "When you go out, it's always bad to call you senior, then I'll call you Lao Cha (read zha) in the future." ”

"Not good."

"Then Ah Ling?" Seeing that Zha Ling shook his head and was silent, Qian Xiaodao immediately continued, "Xiao Ling? ”

Cha Ling still shook his head and said nothing.

"Left and right, so be it, just call Ling Ling." Qian Xiaodao pretended to be helpless and said.

As soon as these words came out, Qian Xiaodao obviously felt Zha Ling's body tremble, as if a lot of white hair had grown at this moment, and then he turned his head with difficulty, and said in a very affirmative and resolute tone: "Old Cha." ”

After speaking, Cha Ling didn't look over his head and put on a posture of not talking to Qian Xiaodao, while Qian Xiaodao posed a victory posture towards Cha Ling's side.

In other words, although it only takes two hours to get from Yuhang to Seoul, it is really boring to be idle on the plane, and Na Cha Ling is an ice cube, and he is not even in the mood to say a word when he is fine.

So Qian Xiaodao stood up and began to walk around the cabin, he walked from the nose to the tail.

It is said that there are a lot of passengers on this plane, almost all of them are full, and only the last row of the tail is empty, and this row is sitting an old man with gray hair.

The old man looked nervous, his hands tugging at the seat next to him.

Compared to the nose, the tail is the most bumpy, and every time it encounters strong air currents, it will produce some vibrations.

Qian Xiaodao didn't feel much about sitting in first class, so he simply sat next to the old man and smiled at the old man: "Uncle, are you going out alone?" ”

The old man's movements were like that of a robot, he turned his head very mechanically, blushed, and showed a smile to Qian Xiaodao that was more ugly than crying.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, this plane won't fall."

As he spoke, Qian Xiaodao took out two White Rabbit toffees from his arms, and he handed one to the old man: "Come, eat a candy and relax your mood." ”

Although the old man was a little nervous, he still accepted the toffee handed by Qian Xiaodao, peeled off the candy wrapper, put it in his mouth like Qian Xiaodao, and bit it down in small bites.

"How's it going, are you feeling better now?" Qian Xiaodao asked with a smile.

"Hey, well, much better."

When the old man was peeling candy paper, Qian Xiaodao found that there was a big scar on his palm, which looked very hideous, and there were both palms and backs of his hands, which seemed to be figured out.

"Uncle, listening to your accent, it seems to be a good person?"

"Yes, yes, I'm from Jiyang."

"Yo, Xi Shi's hometown, a good place." Qian Xiaodao deliberately approached and glanced at the scar on the old man's palm.

Although the old man was old, his insight was still very keen, and he didn't hide it, and immediately reached out to show Qian Xiaodao.

"Uncle, your hand was pierced by a bullet, right?"

"The young man has good eyesight, and you are also a soldier?"

The word "also" speaks of the old man's previous occupation.

Qian Xiaodao smiled and shook his head: "I'm a student, but I have received some special military training before, so I know a little bit." ”

The old man smiled, he pointed to his left leg in pants and said, "Not only do I have it on my hand, but I also have two left legs, and they both pass through the legs." ”

Judging from his appearance alone, the old man's age should be around seventy years old, Qian Xiaodao couldn't help asking: "Uncle, your injury was caused by that group of monkeys in South Vietnam, right?" ”

The old man smiled and shook his head: "These three gaps are all made by the Yankees." ”

Yankee?

Qian Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but stand in awe!

If you can fight with the Yankees seriously, needless to say, you must be a volunteer!

However, this age is not right!

Qian Xiaodao asked tentatively: "Uncle, are you going to live a long life this year?" ”

"Old man, I'm three out of eighty."

Qian Xiaodao opened his mouth wide and gave a thumbs up to the old man.

After that, the old man chatted with Qian Xiaodao a lot, but it was all homely. From the old man's words, Qian Xiaodao learned that the old man was making an airplane for the first time in his life, and this time he secretly came to Seoul without telling his family. As for what he was doing in Seoul, the old man didn't say anything, and when he mentioned the purpose, he seemed a little vague and stopped talking.

Qian Xiaodao didn't ask, just at this time, the radio also suggested that the plane was about to land, Qian Xiaodao said a word to the old man, and then walked towards the first class.

After getting off the plane, Qian Xiaodao kept an eye on it.

Although the old man seemed to be in good spirits, this was a foreign country after all, and he was worried that something would happen to him, so he deliberately found the old man in Qian Xiaodao and went to the arrival hall with him to wait for customs inspection.

Although Cha Ling looked cold, after seeing Qian Xiaodao walking with this gray-haired old man, he also slowed down and walked with the two.

At the customs office, a man with a powdered face checked on the old man, and Qian Xiaodao and Cha Ling followed behind him.

After the man glanced at it, he said to the old man impatiently: "What about the passport?" ”

Qian Xiaodao originally wanted to translate with the old man, but he didn't expect the old man to rummage through his bag, and while looking for it, he muttered: "Hey, it's strange, I remember putting it here before." ”

The man rolled his eyes and continued to say in Korean, "First time in Seoul? ”

The old man looked up and smiled and replied in Chinese: "This is the second time I have come, old man." ”

The male customs officer obviously understood Chinese, but he still spoke to the old man in Korean: "Since you have already been here once, why don't you check your passport in advance?" ”

The old man continued to search, and when he buried himself in searching, he said very casually: "The last time I came, I didn't check my passport. ”

"Impossible!"

The man's voice suddenly increased, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around.

This is the immigration department, and there are naturally all kinds of people around, no matter what color people are at the moment, they all have a hobby, take out their mobile phones to take interesting pictures, and sure enough, many people have taken out their mobile phones.

Many of them were blue-eyed and blonde foreigners who were filming and talking, and some began to laugh at the old man.

"This old man is so funny." Someone said it in English.

Some people also use Japanese: "The quality of Chinese people is like this, and it is not strange to see it." ”

"It's just that I hate it when I see Chinese people." Very standard American English.

"Oh, Huaxia people, I hate Huaxia people." It's lazy French.

"Hey, someone came out again to throw our Chinese face in the face." This is the Chinese language.

In order to emphasize the sanctity of his post, the male customs officer roared in a voice that could be heard in the entire hall: "Our customs office of the Republic of Korea is the whole earth, no!" The best in the whole universe, everyone has their passports checked when they enter the country, especially you Chinese people! Tell me, when was the last time you came? ”

The old man who was burying his head slowly raised his head, and at this moment, Qian Xiaodao and Cha Ling were all over!

Murderous!

No one would have thought that such a strong murderous aura would be released on such a dying old man!

Under the old man's gaze, the male customs officer couldn't help but shrink his neck.

At this time, the old man took out his passport from his backpack and slapped it on the table!

Speaking in a voice that was not loud but could be heard by the whole audience, this time, he spoke Korean!

January 4, 1951 (Note 1)! At that time, it was called Seoul, and no Korean checked Lao Tzu's passport, because Lao Tzu drove a tank and carried the five-star red flag to come in!! ”

Note 1: Many young friends may not know that in 1951, the Volunteers crossed the 38th parallel and entered Seoul with the five-star red flag, when the "United Nations-United Nations-Army" tactically retreated. Of course, don't be too proud, because in those five battles on the Korean Peninsula, many of our ancestors buried their bones there.

Also, here is a tribute to the grandfather of the girl (my wife), because he participated in Shangganling as a scout and came back alive, although he is now in heaven. (To be continued.) )