"Yes. Jue Yu Mountain. Zhuo Jun's eyes flashed, and he said unhurriedly.

"Mom-"

Next to her, Song Qing also heard the meaning of her mother's words, pulled her sleeves, and said unhappily.

Yan Rong frowned, and was about to continue speaking when a guard from the front hall knocked on the door and walked in.

At this time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning, and the guests in the front hall had come one after another, and the people who could come to the door today were at least senior officials at or above the provincial and ministerial level, like department-level cadres, who had visited a few days ago, and those who were close to each other and belonged to the Yan family's sphere of influence, and those who were slightly farther away were only qualified to send posts and gifts, and they were not even qualified to enter the door to see Yan Lao.

Although most of the reception of these people is accompanied by the second Yan Xingguo and the third Yan Zhibang, people's energy is limited after all, especially many people who come today are Yan Lao's old subordinates, or people who have been promoted, to a certain extent, it is also the foundation of the Yan family, so it will generally sit for a little longer, so in this way, there will be a considerable number of people who are a little far away but also have a lot of weight, and they have no time to take care of it.

In desperation, Yan Zhibang asked the guards to come to the backyard to invite Yan Rong over to help receive her.

Although Yan Rong was a little worried about her daughter Song Qing, she still had a clear priority and knew the meaning behind this birthday banquet, so she just glared at Song Qing fiercely, politely said a few polite words to Zhuo Jun, and then followed the guard to the front hall without stopping.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, Song Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, dragged Zhuo Jun out of the door, and walked towards the two small courtyards in the back row of the compound in a hurry.

The area of the courtyard of the Yan family in Jue Yushan is quite large, in addition to a three-story small building with the main body and the wide front yard in front of the small building, near the back wall, the east and west two courtyard corners, each has a secluded small courtyard, detached family, compared with the hustle and bustle of the front courtyard at this time, these two small courtyards seem particularly quiet.

The two of them were walking on the path, suddenly, the door of the small courtyard on the east side opened, and out of it came a middle-aged man of forty-six or seventeen years old in military uniform, this man was burly and strong, not low in stature, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his waist was straight.

But what attracted Zhuo Jun's attention the most was that on this person's shoulder, he actually had the rank of major general.

You must know that there are strict rules for promotion in military ranks, and you must work for a full number of years at each level. From captain to major is a threshold, many people can't be promoted and then transferred to the locality, and from colonel to general, this threshold is even greater, many senior officers of the army are stuck in the position of colonel and leave, and only when promoted to a general can it be regarded as having a place in the army, and can be equipped with a service soldier for life.

In the war years, military merit comes first, there are a lot of major generals in their thirties, but it is more difficult in peacetime, and it is necessary to pay more attention to seniority, many people have the opportunity to be promoted after they are 50 years old, like such a young general in front of Zhuo Jun, it cannot be said that there is no one in peacetime, but it is definitely rare, one of the few.

"Uncle, you're back. Come, I'll take it for you. ”

Song Qing suddenly saw his brother-in-law appear, he was terrified, and hurriedly stepped forward, extremely dogged.

"Go aside, sell something." Yan Hongqiang, who had just rushed back from the army to ask his father for peace, saw Song Qing's rock-like resolute face, and rarely squeezed out a trace of warmth, took the bag in his hand, patted it on Song Qing's hands, and said warmly: "Xiaoqing, I heard that I did a good job at the grassroots level this time." Good, keep up the good work. ”

As he spoke, he cast his scrutinizing gaze on Zhuo Jun next to him.

"Uncle, this is my friend Zhuo Jun, I ...... I'll take him around here. Song Qing hurriedly explained, to say that in addition to the eldest grandfather in the family, what she was most afraid of was really this majestic and domineering military commander's uncle, with her mother's experience before, she no longer dared to say that she was invited to treat the disease.

"Hmm. Don't disturb your grandpa. Sure enough, after Yan Hongqiang heard Song Qing say that he was a friend, he didn't say anything more, glanced at Zhuo Jun, nodded lightly, and after explaining a word to the two of them, he turned around and rushed towards the front hall.

It was this glance that made Zhuo Jun's heart sink.

This kind of feeling has never appeared even in the face of super-first-class masters such as Ah Que and Princess Banren, but at this time, it is really felt in this soldier who obviously only has a basic grappling fighting level.

This made him think a little higher in his heart about Song Qing's brother-in-law.

As soon as Yan Hongqiang left, Song Qing let out a sigh of relief, patted his chest and muttered: "Uncle is really, didn't you say that you can't come back if you have a mission, why did you suddenly appear, and you ...... scared to death."

"That's right, Xiaoqing." Yan Hongqiang walked a few steps, suddenly turned around and called out to Song Qing, so frightened that Song Qing's forehead sweated, and thought that he was muttering behind his back for his uncle to hear, so he stiffened his back and walked back obediently.

"Little ...... Uncle? ”

"If it's okay, go and stay with your grandmother." Yan Hong said strongly.

"Where's Grandma?"

Yan Hongqiang pointed to the left-hand side, his figure paused, sighed, strode forward, and went to the front hall.

In the direction of Yan Hongqiang's finger, probably between the east and west two small courtyards, there is a small garden, under the pavilion of the garden, there is a white-haired old lady, and next to the old lady, there is a white-clothed nurse with an anxious face. "Grandma, why are you sitting here?"

Song Qing hurriedly trotted over, helped the old man, and said anxiously.

The old lady's white hair was neatly combed, and she stood there, although she was trembling, her waist was still straight, and her face was very ruddy, but her eyes seemed to have some problems. After hearing Song Qing's words, a pair of hands stretched out, and he muttered in his mouth: "Miss Qing, even you say grandma." Yes, the old man is blessed with a great life, a long life, and my grandmother is also happy, but everywhere is laughter, I always feel that it is not like that, and I don't want to think about my poor little Ningzi, who finally came back once, and suffered like this. Alas, my poor little brother......"

"However, today is grandpa's ninetieth birthday......" Song Qing muttered.

"What's wrong with the ninety birthday! If it weren't for the fact that today, my little brother took a shot for him, and he would have survived to this day?! He has his birthday, I don't cry or make trouble in front of people, I don't block him, and after people, I can't remember my poor little brother? Alas, pity my little Ningzi, who was born with no father and no mother, and learned the current eccentric character from this eccentric master......"

In addition to her eyes, the old lady's ears were very bright, and she heard Song Qing's words clearly, so she immediately became excited, and continued her words fiercely.

Song Qing naturally knows what kind of allusion this is, her grandmother's surname is Ning, her grandfather, that is, her grandfather, and her grandmother's younger brother Ning Zhiyuan In addition to kinship, he was also a comrade-in-arms in the trenches during the Anti-Japanese War.

After the war, the eldest grandfather worked hard to find Ning Zhiyuan's widow, who was the little Ningzi in his grandmother's mouth, and raised him as his own daughter, that is, the immortal among the three goddesses of Yanjing in the mouth of the entire young generation of Yanjing.

However, my grandmother has always been obsessed with this matter and usually doesn't mention it, but when it comes to grandpa's birthday, she will remember it, which is also an important reason why grandpa has insisted on refusing to celebrate his birthday for so many years.

Song Qing sighed, and was about to say something witty to persuade her, when suddenly the old lady didn't know what she remembered, and under the emotion, tears flowed down her cloudy eyes.

This time, it frightened Song Qing and the white-clothed nurse.

"Grandma, don't do that. The doctors have said that you can't have tears in your eyes, so wipe them quickly......"

Song Qing hurriedly persuaded the nurse behind the old lady to quickly take a handkerchief and carefully help the old lady wipe away her tears.

"Song Qing, your grandmother, is it a cataract?" Zhuo Jun, who was standing quietly on the side, suddenly interjected.

"Hmm. Grandma from the year before last, her eyes can't see clearly, it's cataract, although it's just a small problem, the doctor also recommends surgery, change the lens or something, but grandma, like grandpa, just don't agree to surgery...... Zhuo Jun, you actually know! Do you have another way?! ”

Song Qing suddenly said with great excitement.