Chapter 865: Back a Stretch!

In Lin Ze's impression, the old director has always been a strong and upright man. The first time I saw him, Lin Ze was only five years old. The old guy came out of a sedan that Lin Ze felt very domineering at a glance, and waved to Lin Ze who was taken out of the orphanage with a smile on his face. Xiao Lin Ze walked up to the old director with a slightly confused expression.

"Want to be a hero?"

This was the first thing the old director said to Lin Ze. At that time, Lin Ze didn't quite understand the meaning of the hero. In the orphanage, the only TV he watched about heroes was the super ** uncle who wore his underwear over his jeans.

Be a hero?

I don't like to wear boxers outside.

Lin Ze shook his head and replied a little timidly: "I don't want to." ”

"Good." The old director smiled slightly, his eyebrows were full of sighs, pinched Lin Ze's still white and tender face, and said. "It's better not to be a hero for the rest of your life. It's too hard to be a hero. ”

At the beginning, Lin Ze couldn't understand the meaning of the old director's words. Of course, he doesn't quite understand it now.

He only knew that the old director was his father in the first half of his life. He taught himself to be a man and to feed himself. Before going abroad, as long as he was free, he let himself go to live in his house. Make yourself something to eat. Cover yourself with ADHD at night. Most of the time, Lin Ze is asleep, but there are times when he wakes up. He didn't open his eyes because he knew that the old director was a man who wanted a lot of face. He certainly didn't want to find out that he was running in the middle of the night to cover himself with a quilt.

Lin Zeai is the old director. Love him as a father.

Staring at the old director who was reading the newspaper with reading glasses, Lin Ze's eyes were a little sour.

He's really old.

The face is densely covered with age spots, and the hair is less black and more white. The thick bags under the eyes are poignant.

Standing at the door, Lin Ze lit a cigarette and smiled at the old director who was reading the newspaper quietly: "Old guy, lying on the sofa and reading the newspaper in the daytime, you will really enjoy it." ”

Putting down the newspaper, the old director said with a smile: "I'm not on vacation." Why are you free to visit me? Haven't been busy lately? ”

"Not busy." Lin Ze shook his head. Slowly sat next to him, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to the old director. Then he personally lit it for the old director and said. "I just heard a while ago that you had insomnia. Plus, I have a bit of something to deal with. So it's late. ”

"It's not too late, it's not too late. I'll cook a few good dishes for the old man in a while, and let's have a few drinks. The old director smiled kindly.

"That's not going to work. I brought the wine. You have to cook two. I love that sweet and sour pork rib you made, and that one -- yes, braised pork knuckles. Lin Ze said with a smile.

"No problem." The old director said with a smile. After that, he took off his reading glasses and said to Fang Susu, who was quietly cleaning up the living room. "Xiaofang, go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. I'll play two games with Kobayashi. ”

"Hmm." Fang Susu was very down-to-earth, glanced at the two men lightly, and went out with his bags.

I don't know if the old director is old or rejuvenated, he doesn't like Go. I think it's too time-consuming. I don't like to play chess either. Work is already nerve-wracking. He didn't want to use his brain in his spare time. He likes to play checkers. This one doesn't use a lot of brains. It's about the same as playing mahjong. Lin Ze has no opinion on this. His chess was taught by the old chief. The tactics of the two sides are very similar. Checkers don't require brains. It's a good match.

Set up the pieces. The two of them smoked cigarettes on one side. Occasionally, we will talk a few words. The atmosphere was very congenial and warm.

"Xiaolin, do you remember the first time we met, what I said to you?" The old chief asked.

"Yes." Lin Ze nodded.

"You're not doing well." The old chief sighed lightly. "Not good enough."

Lin Ze was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Aren't I alive and well?" ”

"I'll fire you if you want to. Although it can't completely make you worry-free. But many of the tasks sent down from above have nothing to do with you. The old director hesitated and said.

"I've entered the Heavenly Sword." Lin Ze smiled bitterly. "Is it useful to withdraw from national security?"

The old director was stunned. He puffed out a puff of smoke and said, "It's really fate." No matter what the process is, you're still on this path. ”

Lin Ze smiled and continued to play chess.

Hit the midfield in one game. The old director suddenly raised his head and said hesitantly: "Xiaolin, in fact, there are some things that I have been hiding from you. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't tell you. ”

"I know." Lin Ze buried himself in chess and nodded.

"Know?" The old director was slightly surprised.

"Guessed." Lin Ze said with a smile. "I traveled all the way to Yangcheng to pick me up from the orphanage. I'm not gifted, and I don't have any special abilities. You, a big man who was one of the top positions in the national security back then, can you take me out in person? ”

When the old director heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Your father is still alive." It's in Huaxia. But I really don't know the exact address. Back then, he asked me to pick you up, and I have been in touch several times since then. In recent years, it has been broken again. Maybe he has some kind of problem. ”

"Remember the first time you taught me to play chess?" Lin Ze smoked a cigarette and said with a smile. "I had dinner at that time, and you taught me until four o'clock in the morning, and I barely learned. After that, in order to win you. Every time I have free time, I delve into it. Finally won you on the day you went abroad. But I'm not happy at all. There was no excitement as expected. ”

"Actually, your chess skills are very average. Even a playboy like Blackie can abuse me like a dog. And you can't win me. It only proves that your technique is quite average. Lin Ze skillfully flicked the cigarette ash.

"That's why I don't play chess anymore. Even you can beat me. Let's play checkers. The old director smiled.

"Previously trained at the base. Most of the kids have a special car to take them home for the New Year. I could only get together with a handful of orphans. To say that I don't envy them at all is definitely. Whoever is willing to play small will not have to hurt his parents. Don't love mom and dad? Envy is envy, but I'm not sad. Because I know. The old thing that picked me up from the orphanage. I will definitely accompany my daughter to drive to the base overnight after eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and make me a hearty supper. ”

"The old thing didn't know that the mischievous boy didn't fall asleep after supper. Instead, wait for the old thing to leave, and peek through the crack in the door. Not for anything else. Just to see his back. At that time, the back of the old thing was very majestic. I made that kid feel safe. He kept thinking how happy he would be if one day he could lie on top of an old thing that made him feel secure like other children. ”

Later he learned to play chess and also learned to cook. The old stuff knows, he's learned it all. When he wanted to fulfill this wish before going abroad. I glanced at the old thing standing at the entrance of the airport, but I couldn't say anything. ”

"He's grown up. Strong. Taller than him. And he is old. The back is also hunched. There are also gray hairs on his head. ”

"He can't carry him anymore. But it doesn't matter, there must be more than one wish in this life. It doesn't matter if you can't finish it when you're a kid. The important thing is that the wish to grow up can be fulfilled. ”

"His wish to grow up is that when the old thing gets old, he can carry the old thing for a while. It's like when he was a kid and was led by old things for a while. Maybe his shoulders are not broad enough, but he won't be too tired to carry a shriveled little old man. ”

"This kid should have a father, and this father is very powerful. Much more powerful than the old stuff. If you can not show up, you can solve the things that the old thing can't do when you run out of energy. He may still be a big hero. It is a figure that many older generations admire and worship. And what about the old stuff? Old things can't work, in the Huaxia circle, there are too many things he can't do, and he can't do them. But he did what that bastard was supposed to do. In the eyes of that bastard kid. No matter how admirable that big hero is. But it's never as good as that old thing. ”

"That old thing is called Fang Zhongtang. The boss of national security. I have fought for the country all my life, and I have reached the age of retirement. He only has one daughter, but from today, he has one more son. This son may not be of much use, but when this old thing is a hundred years old, this bastard boy will definitely go out of his way to engrave his name on the tombstone of the old thing. ”

Lin Ze stared at the old director with red eyes, and said hoarsely: "Old thing, it's too late to die." That bastard boy's wish when he was a child didn't come true, and neither can his wish not to grow up. ”

The old director trembled his arm, raised his dry palm, and gently touched the boy who had grown up and shed blood for the country, and his lips trembled: "Okay, good, that old thing will live a hundred years old." Wait for that bastard boy to carry a little back. ”

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