Ye Huan is different from others, his thinking is always in the opposite direction of others, others are respectful in front of Shen Chongwu, and they don't dare to take a breath, but Ye Huan dares to joke with his hippie smile, and even has a prank mind for a while, and hurts him openly and secretly, Shen Chongwu is like thunder, but there is nothing he can do about him, and he is still faintly happy in his heart.

When a person climbs the highest mountain in the world and looks down, there is only a group of people at the foot of the mountain who worship him in fear, and you can only see the top of their heads in awe, but you can't see their real expressions when they bury their heads in the ground.

When he reaches this height in life, what is his mood?

Maybe at first he will be a little proud, a little high-spirited, and a little ambitious, but after a long time, can he always maintain this pride? Except for the lonely cold at the peak of reading power, what is left?

At this time, Ye Huan appeared.

Shen Chongwu in Ye Huan's eyes was just an old man, standing in front of him, Ye Huan couldn't imagine the great exploits that this old man had made for the country and the nation on the battlefield, the hero was old, except for the pale hair and the withered face like tree bark, everything else seemed to have faded with the passage of time.

Shen Chongwu has been in the top position for a long time, and he is very unaccustomed to the way Ye Huan gets along with him, Ye Huan seems to regard power as nothing, always not serious, always giggle, his eyes are very clear, there is nothing else in his eyes except respect, this respect is not respect for power, just because he Shen Chongwu is an old man, this old man has more or less done a vigorous thing when he was young, Ye Huan respects his past, and that's it.

It's really unaccustomed, but it's also gratifying.

Maybe because of Ye Huan's calm and flawless gaze, or maybe because of the blood of his ancestors and grandsons, Shen Chongwu's original impression of Ye Huan's extremely bad attitude slowly changed, of course, it is also very bad now, after all, this grandson's style is too unsophisticated.

"Ah...... Spit! Ye Huan spat a mouthful of phlegm towards the middle of the courtyard.

Shen Chongwu's old face twitched: "............"

Ye Huan didn't notice Shen Chongwu's unfriendly gaze, lifted his trousers, and squatted on the bluestone steps in front of the courtyard, with the posture of an aunt from the neighborhood committee talking heart-to-heart.

"Old man, isn't it lonely to live here alone?"

Shen Chongwu snorted and said, "It's okay." ”

Ye Huan sighed and said: "Your spirit is good, I estimate that you can live for more than ten years, and you should find a wife." ”

Shen Chongwu: "............"

Ye Huan said earnestly: "Singles are a factor of social disharmony, you are a founding veteran general, you should understand this very well, you usually read the news and read the newspapers, and those strong criminals in it are basically old singles, why?" There is no wife to make trouble, men, you have to have a woman to take care of it, down to eight years old, up to eighty years old, no woman to manage a man herding sheep, any beast can do anything, Ninghai once had a bizarre case, an eighty-year-old man just died of his wife, as soon as the funeral was completed, he happily took the bus, imitating the bus idiot to touch the butt of a twenty-year-old young girl, but unfortunately his body was not strong enough, and he was caught as soon as he stretched out his hand......"

Shen Chongwu's breathing was obviously heavy, and he said with a gloomy face: "You came here today to tell me about matchmaking?" ”

Ye was happy: "If you really move the heart of spring, I will find a lonely old lady for you tomorrow, you have been a revolutionary all your life, and you should give yourself a revolution, of course, even if you carry a shell gun and take a group of ponies to the street to rob an old lady and come back to be a grandmother in the village, presumably the people will be considerate of your ......"

Listening to Ye Huan's nonsense, Shen Chongwu didn't know whether to cry or laugh, his old face was blue and red, and he was convulsive.

This is the second time that the grandfather and grandson have met, but Ye Huan seems to have been familiar with him for many years, and he jokes about meat and vegetarianism, there are many children of the Shen family, everyone is trembling in front of him, walking on thin ice, no one dares to talk to him like this.

What is puzzling is that Ye Huan seems to be born with an indescribable personal charm, whether he is familiar or unfamiliar, whether he has a relationship before or not, after a few jokes, no matter how much he doesn't like him, he will unconsciously hate him.

Shen Chongwu feels this way now.

This kid was born a bastard, but this bastard is a bit amazing because people can't get tired of him.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Shen Chongwu asked coldly.

Ye Huan paused for a moment and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?" ”

"Everyone else is afraid of me, why aren't you afraid of me?" Shen Chongwu's gaze suddenly became majestic, staring at Ye Huan with a scorching majesty, and a shuddering majesty burst out.

Ye Huan seemed to be unaware of this sudden Wang Ba's anger, and still smiled: "Others are afraid of you because they have something to ask for from you, or are afraid of you, and people who ask for you are because they are eager to get what they want from you, such as power and interests, and people who are afraid of you are because your words can dominate their fate." ”

Shen Chongwu was shocked.

In his old age, he had already seen through the world, and naturally understood these truths better than anyone else, but these words came out of the mouth of a twenty-year-old young man, and he pointed directly to the interests and harms, which really surprised Shen Chongwu.

"What about you? Why aren't you afraid? ”

Ye Huan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Because I have no desire or fear for you, I can't be afraid of you." ”

"Why?"

"Because I have no ambition, which is what you often call enterprising, because I am content with the status quo, whether the status quo is poverty or wealth, I don't care, I don't have to rack my brains to please you for those powers or interests, and I don't worry that you can dominate my destiny, because you can't dominate ......" Ye Huan's eyes smiled with a bit of indifference that only a monk can do: "...... Tell me, why should I be afraid of you? ”

"So, you can't be afraid of heaven and earth?" An unpredictable smile flashed in Shen Chongwu's eyes.

"That's not right, at least I'm afraid to see the creditor......" Ye Huan sighed with a smile and said, "...... Fortunately, I didn't borrow money from you, otherwise I would have had to take a detour when I saw you in the future. ”

Shen Chongwu paused, then looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so much that tears flowed out.

I haven't laughed so happily for many years, and this grandson is a wonderful person.

"Since you have nothing to ask for and nothing to fear from me, you don't have to deal with me, an old man who is dying, so why do you come to see me today?"

Ye Huan sighed: "I don't have to come to see you with some kind of purpose, I'm not such a snobbish person, at least you are my grandfather, a lonely old man, this old man has had brilliant deeds, and has made great contributions to the country and the nation, my grandson came to see his heroic grandfather, shouldn't he need a formal reason, right?" ”

Shen Chongwu's eyes were suddenly a little moist, and a clear spring seemed to be suddenly injected into his dry well-like heart, his lips trembled a few times, but he turned his head stubbornly, blinked the inexplicable wetness in his eyes, and hummed angrily: "Who said I was lonely? There are so many doctors, nurses, guards, and drivers in my hospital...... Where am I lonely? ”

Ye Huan smiled: "At least none of them are your relatives, not your grandsons." ”

Family affection, an important emotion that can not be ignored in life, this sense of blood identity in the bones, is indeed something that others cannot give, no matter how good the relationship is, no matter how deep the friendship, it still seems to be separated by a layer of estrangement, the older the person, the stronger this sense of alienation, which is also the reason why many old people still feel lonely and lonely from their bones despite talking to their confidants every day about chess, singing and walking birds.

Shen Chongwu is no exception, he has fought countless battles in his life, and his exploits are lingering, but he is still just a lonely old man, he needs the care and companionship of his children, and in the few days he has left, give him a lonely old age, sit together and talk like an ordinary family, only talk about the family, what power, interests, and completely leave them aside.

Others respect Shen Chongwu as a god, but no one can know that what this god-like old general wants most at this time is not the awe and obedience of others, but simply having a meal with his children and grandchildren, chatting, it's a pity, the Shen family has become more and more powerful over the years, but the family affection is getting weaker and weaker, the relationship between father and son and brother is becoming more and more like an interest group, and the family affection has long been extinguished in those contention and indifference, and the old house of the Shen family has become like a pile of gorgeous and ruthless ruins.

Ye Huan's arrival seemed to have changed something, and it was as if nothing had changed.

Shen Chongwu endured a little sadness in his heart, a little gratification, like all kind and verbose old men, and recounted in a low voice the glorious past that only belonged to him, guns, gunsmoke, blood, and unyielding spirit, the words were plain, but they flowed slowly like a clear spring, washing the past years and washing away the heroic spirit.

Ye Huan smiled and listened to Shen Chongwu's narration in a regular manner, without the slightest impatience, he didn't interject from beginning to end, and he didn't gag like Ping.

At this moment, Shen Chongwu seemed to have become the general who galloped across the battlefield again, thousands of troops and horses charged into battle under his command, countless positions were conquered by his soldiers, countless enemies were wiped out under the gun, and the red flag was planted in the position, in the city, and in every inch of the country's territory...... One of the grandparents and grandchildren talked endlessly, and the other listened silently.

The guards and nurses not far away looked at the rare excitement of the old chief, smiled, and twisted their heads to the side, no one wanting to disturb the interest of the grandfather and grandson.

It was time for the old chief to take medicine, the doctor looked at the pill in his hand, and then looked at the old chief's bell-like voice and the momentum of waving his hands vigorously, the doctor smiled bitterly and stepped aside.

It doesn't hurt to take one less medicine, the old chief hasn't been so happy for many years.

After getting along for a long time, only these guards and doctors around him knew best what the old chief really needed, and he got it today.

…………………… I don't know how long it took to say that Shen Chongwu's glorious past came to an end.

When he stopped, Shen Chongwu was suddenly startled, what happened to him today? He has never been so wordy with others, in the eyes of outsiders, he is silent and unfathomable, but today in front of his grandson, he is as chattering as those ordinary old people.

Holding the teacup next to him, Shen Chongwu took two sips of tea and coughed twice as if he were embarrassed.

Ye Huan's eyes sparkled: "...... Kill a wing of the little devils, and then what? Old man, we can't just kill devils, the main line is too clear, but the emotional line doesn't mention a word, you can't tell a story like this, a story without a heroine is not a good story......"

Shen Chongwu said: "What is a heroine?" ”

"It's my grandma, why hasn't my grandma appeared yet?"

Shen Chongwu snorted: "In those years, when there was a shortage of soldiers, where did so many children come from? Your grandmother and I were originally parents and elders, and we became relatives without seeing each other, and your grandmother was also a lady of the Wang clan at the time, which can be described as a good match, and then I went to the front line to kill devils, and she took care of the housework in the old house, it's as simple as that. ”

Ye Huan sighed and said: "Heroes are stupid soldiers who don't understand the amorous feelings, they can understand, but they are disappointed......"

Looking at Shen Chongwu sympathetically, Ye Huan said deeply: "...... Next time, I'll bring you my recipe for learning, so that you can know what a love field beast is......"

…………………… The glorious past came to an end, Shen Chongwu regained his majesty and calmness, stroked his white beard, squinted his eyes and swept Ye Huan a few times, and said slowly: "I heard...... Did you go to Qin's house to pay homage to your birthday some time ago? ”

"Yes."

Shen Chongwu snorted heavily: "Ninety years of life,...... Hum! Why isn't Lao Qin dead yet? ”

Ye Huan, these two old men are quite bad when they squeeze each other.

Hehe smiled, Ye Huan said: "You shouldn't ask me about this, you should ask Hades." ”

Shen Chongwu glanced at him with a smile and said, "I also heard that you kowtowed to Lao Qin?" ”

As soon as Ye Huan mentioned this, he was full of resentment, and said heavily: "That's right, that old man is too bullying, he has to recognize me as a grandson, and I don't recognize my grandfather's hobby everywhere here......"

Shen Chongwu nodded, but his tone was a little chilly: "My upright grandfather didn't see you kowtow to me, you ran to kowtow to outsiders, huh?" When I'm dead? ”

Ye Huan broke out in a cold sweat.

Shen Chongwu said with a cold smile: "My grandson Shen has let outsiders take the lead, how can my grandson teach me?" ”

Ye Huan wanted to cry without tears...... Do the two old men treat Lao Tzu as a kiln sister? Look at this jealous ...... Shen Chongwu said slowly: "How many knocks?" ”

"Three."

Shen Chongwu laughed, put on a posture of a big horse golden knife, facing Ye Huan head-on, and made a move towards him with one hand, and said with murderous aura in his smile: "Come, knock six to the master." ”

Ye Huan: "............"

…………………… It didn't take long for the guards near the courtyard to watch Ye Huan come out of despair, with a helpless face, muttering to himself like crazy, still speaking Shaanxi dialect.

"The forehead is wrong, the forehead is really wrong, the forehead should not come here, the forehead will not be here to be a grandson, and the forehead will not be reduced to this sad place if it is not old and a grandson......"

(To be continued)