When Premier Zhao returned home, he found that Wushan had arrived early and had dinner with his wife and children.

"Xiaoshan, are you here?" Zhao Lisheng was in a bad mood and did not hide anything in front of his family.

Wu Shan just picked a piece of bacon in his mouth. Zhao Lisheng walked very lightly when he entered the house, and he didn't notice it. Mainly because he has been worried about the environment since he received the news, and his vigilance about the environment has decreased slightly.

"Grandpa is back!" He quickly stood up.

Qing Song on the side was annoyed. Perhaps inherited from his mother's genes, he liked to eat bacon the most. Originally, Sanxian didn't expect Wushan to come over, and she really hadn't been home for a while.

Qing Song's eyes kept staring at the bacon, and he saw that the last piece of the meat was also taken away. He got up from the stool and dug his fingers directly into Wushan's mouth.

What does this mean?

"Spit it out for me!" Qing Song's words are already very clear.

Wushan was a little crying and laughing, but Zhao Lisheng smiled disapprerovitously. The third woman got angry, slapped the little guy and slapped him on the ass twice.

Don't say it, this little guy is very stubborn, and he doesn't mean to cry at all.

He sat down indignantly: "Dad eats, mom eats, it's so bad, don't come to play with Qingsong, don't give him food." ”

I see!

The three adults breathed a sigh of relief.

The family was originally equipped with a chef, and the three women didn't want to be idle, so they rushed every time they cooked, so that the chef was helpless. Besides, Zhao Lisheng is also used to the meals she makes.

After so many ups and downs, only his little wife, son and Wu family made him feel at ease.

After more than one day in Beijing, Sanxian is no longer the village girl who didn't understand anything back then, and she has a little more extravagance in her gestures.

Zhao Lisheng didn't have much appetite, so he had to put chopsticks after eating half a bowl of rice.

The third lady made a look, and Xiao Qingsong sandwiched two tiger skin green peppers in his father's bowl. The old man affectionately touched his son's little head. Eat the rest of the meal in one go.

In the study, the grandfather and grandson sat opposite each other, and neither of them spoke.

Zhao Qingsong had to follow in, and the three women wanted to pull, but they were stopped by Zhao Lisheng and Wushan. If you want to follow, follow it, he is now sitting on Wushan's lap, looking at his father curiously, and then at Wushan.

"Xiaoshan, are you too aggrieved to go over like this?" Zhao Lisheng was unwilling.

Wu Shan smiled indifferently: "Grandpa, I've already gotten a lot." In fact, I just want to join in the fun. ”

"Alas. It's really not okay if you don't go. Zhao Lisheng sighed: "It's nothing to fight, there are a lot of arrogant soldiers." When it comes to dealing with those Nanyang Chinese, only you are more suitable. The great man said that you brought it up, it's quite reasonable, go ahead! ”

The Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference (CPPCC) and overseas Chinese affairs departments in China. If you really want to deal with overseas Chinese in an official tone, it may not be effective.

This time. Xiao Qingsong wants to follow Wushan home again. Not really.

Don't look at the old father, who is always kind and kind, and when his face is dark, he can only let go slipperily. The little one watched with a small hand, holding his mother and waving in the night.

When he arrived at Wang Tiecheng's house, he was a little surprised to see Wang Lu waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

"Why are you back?" He tossed the Ito's hair back from the night wind.

"Can I not come back?" Wang Xiaoniu's tears poured down. Kept beating his chest: "Otherwise, I don't know you're lying to me." Isn't it just going to war? Why don't you tell me the truth? Are you doing this to me?"

"Eh, Xiaobao, it's me who is bad!" Let's admit our mistakes. Goofs. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes by the light in the room: "Sally and Cong Xuan, I didn't tell you." ”

"Oops!" Wang Lu was taken aback: "Sally said that she was going to bring her son over to play, what's the matter!" ”

"When?" Wu Shan touched his nose: "Why don't I know? ”

"At first, you went out, and I answered the phone." Wang Xiaoniu was embarrassed: "I just cared about chatting with her and forgot to tell you." ”

In the past two years, blonde foreigners have come to China a lot. Sally brought her over from Xuan, and it was nothing extraordinary.

"Ahem," a voice sounded behind him, "Stinky boy, kidnap my sister, you can't make love here." ”

"Why did you run back?" Wu Shan turned his head and gave Wang Yongxing a fist.

Just when Wang Lu covered her mouth in surprise, she grabbed it when she saw the second brother.

"Don't make trouble," Wang Yongxing said with a smile: "I also brought a lot of people back." He smiled at his sister and said, "Little sister, I'll borrow my brother-in-law, no problem." ”

As he spoke, he shouted into the house: "How many brothers, still haven't come out?" ”

This situation reminds Wushan of the game of stacking arhats on the football field.

Xue Peng, Tang Hongping, and their familiar comrades-in-arms pounced on him. At first, he could hold on, but after the last, he really had no choice, so he grabbed Wang Yongxing as a meat pad. Wang Yongxing was about to resist, when the huge strength of more than a dozen people surged over, and he almost fell on his back to the sky. Fortunately, Wu Shan's eyes were quick and turned him over.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" Wang Yongxing got up from the ground: "I said, didn't you say that you should fix this guy?" Why did you knock me to the ground? He rubbed his body in frustration as he spoke.

This is not a football stadium, there is grass protection there. Of course, Wang Laoer's physical fitness is not covered, and the weight of more than ten people has nothing to do with him.

Only Wang Lu was beside her, with her big beautiful eyes all the time, and she was overwhelmed by everything that happened.

"Xiaoshan, there are two places where your second brother can go over at present." In the study, only Wang Tiecheng and his son and son-in-law were there.

Wang Lao's spirit is much better than that of the special period.

"One is the Huacheng Military Region, and Monk Xu wants to intervene. The mountain division became a mountain army, and the second child was the first commander in the past. There is also your mixed brigade, which has become the newly formed Third Army of the Caiyun Military Region, with the same position. The old man stared at him: "You are familiar with these two places, tell me your opinion." ”

"It's still a mountain army!" Wu Shan groaned slightly, and then gave the answer: "My Uncle Liu is over there, and he himself is fighting with Deng Daohu. The two of them are bound to win the No. 1 position in the Caiyun Military Region in the future, and whoever wins is likely to win. The second brother will go again. It became a three-country melee. ”

Wang Yongxing slapped his chest: "Come on, what my buddy wants is to fight, that's interesting." ”

"It's such an adult, and it's not a good thing!" The old man snorted lightly: "Didn't you see the pros and cons as soon as Xiaoshan came?" No wonder, the Mei family is immortal, and they have been encouraging Yongxing to go to the Caiyun Military Region. When fighting, if you are not careful, you will have a mortal enemy. ”

Wang Lao Er was still immersed in the joy of meeting just now, and when he heard his father's words, he quickly drooped his head.

"Mortal feuds are not so terrible, neither of them is such a stingy person." Wu Shan shook his head: "The second brother has been in the special forces, and he is not in line with the Third Army. The style of the mountain army. Similar to special operations, you go just right. ”

There is another layer of meaning that is not said. In the Huacheng Military Region, the pressure on the future competition for commanders is much less. The most important thing is that Wang Lao Er has a Geng Jie, and he is currently compared with Liu Taimeng and Deng Daohu. Emotional intelligence is a big cut shorter.

From Wang Yongxing's mouth, Wushan learned that Jiang Ning and Duo Groni were taking Lan Fangjun. It's a thriving mix on the island of Kalimantan.

Both were married.

Jiang Ning's wife. It must be Cheng Huixin, the sixth lady of the Cheng family. Dogroni's daughter-in-law is also not small, she is the eldest lady of the Liu family, Liu Ruomei.

For the Li family, Wushan's senses are complicated. The descendants of the former leaders of Lan Fangguo, the descendants of Cheng Jiageng's son-in-law, and later the senior ministers of the Lion City also came from here. They don't seem to have a strong sense of belonging to the mainland. At first, I thought it was a girl from the Li family. Not better.

When he arrived at the gate of his yard, Wushan was startled.

"Why don't you go in?" Wang Lu wants to follow Wushan back and spend a little more time with him.

"See for yourself!" Wushan pulled the Wang chick to the front.

Wang Lu's beautiful eyes widened and felt incredible.

"Hill. Coming back? Godmother Zhao Liping smiled happily: "This is your eldest brother's peace." ”

"Big brother, hello!" Wu Shan walked over affectionately and patted his arm while shaking hands: "My little brother has been bragging about how powerful the eldest brother is, and today I finally met the real person." ”

He reacted quickly in his head, isn't this guy working on the railroad? Won't it be?

"Xiaoshan, what about your eldest brother, I also want to go over there to have a look," sure enough, he answered his guess, and there was no more of him anyway. The godmother seemed to be a little embarrassed: "It won't cause you trouble, will it?" ”

"What's there? It's all my own family! He couldn't help but scold, what department was this big brother arranged in the past? Combat units certainly can't. Forget it, leave it to Liu Taimeng and Deng Daohu to worry about.

"Xiaoshan, this is Qu Zhendong, the eldest son of Commander Qu's family," Fu Quan flashed out on the side: "He came as soon as you left." ”

"Hello, Brother Qu!" Wushan is tired of feeling crooked, the commanders and political commissars of the Northeast have named their sons Zhendong Jidong, why do you want to be the king of the Northeast?

"Hello!" This is a standard military man, not good at words.

"What are you all doing here?" Wu Shan saw that 215 also ran to the yard and stayed: "Don't you want to intervene too, right?" ”

Without waiting for Zhou Jun and them to react, he was categorical: "No, the battlefield is not child's play, and there is a danger of sacrifice at any time." ”

Just this sentence made him add points in Qu Zhendong's heart. To be honest, he had an opinion on Zhu Ping'an's going to the army. If Wushan was nepotistic and brought all the classmates in the dormitory over, the image in his heart would plummet.

The roommates were embarrassed, and Zhu Jianguo, the initiator, stood up: "Brother, in fact, I just want to take the big guy to see the excitement and feel the atmosphere of the war." ”

"I'm embarrassed to say it!" This girl is simply not enough to succeed and more than to lose, Wu Shan can't wait to kick it over: "Do you think that fighting a war is a cannon war for the New Year?" My comrades-in-arms have sacrificed a lot by my side, and they brought these people who are not even recruits with them? ”

The thing was so frightened that he quickly hid behind his godmother.

Wu Shan pulled it out: "Remember, as soon as I leave, you will arrest me for this mess of the student union." If something goes wrong when I come back, see if I don't clean you up. ”

This is the first time that Wushan has been angry in front of him, and it is actually deliberate. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't beat for a few days, and he would have raised his tail to the sky again.

The Mei family is gloomy.

Mei Lao's eyebrows frowned slightly, turned sideways, and squinted at Mei Yong: "Xiao Yong, I remember that you are two or three years older than Wushan, right?" ”

Mei Yong touched his nose and closed his mouth.

He knew that his grandfather was not satisfied.

Now if Mei Lao is dissatisfied with anyone, he will compare with the abnormal person in Wushan.

Who can compare with Wushan, who was promoted to brigade commander at the age of twenty. If he hadn't pressed it himself, it would be even greater than Mei Xiaofeng's military exploits and his official position. Thinking about it, the only person who is really stronger than him may be Huo Quai, who died young in history.

It's a pity that Huo Quzhi only lived to be twenty-four years old, and Wushan didn't look like a short-lived person at all.

It is really sad to be in the same life with someone like Wushan, especially for a high-spirited person like Mei Yong. No matter how young and talented you are, you will be dwarfed in front of Wushan, which is too frustrating.

I don't know if that person is a human or a demon.

If there was a different person, Mei Yong would definitely have a lot to refute, but in the face of Mei Lao, he was unwilling and did not dare.

He knew that his grandfather had high expectations for him. What is due to the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren, and can't let him go to work directly, that's all an excuse.

Grandpa's real intention was to give him the opportunity to be taught with the first batch of students.

Mei Lao didn't know the history of Lu Dao, but he intuitively believed that this group of college students would almost all take important positions in the future. If his grandson had been gilded in college and had the help of many classmates, he might have gone further than himself in the future.

With this letter alone, Mei Yong can't go too far. What's more, grandpa's status at home is unshakable, don't talk about yourself, even uncles and uncles are silent when they see the old man.

"Xiao Yong, you have read a thousand times more books than Wushan, but how many things have you realized? How much knowledge is only used to argue and show one's erudition, and how much is really used in practice? Mei Lao's voice was full of expression.

The Mei family always thought that Wushan was just lucky to make Yanhuang bigger. As for knowledge, the top students in the liberal arts are not taken seriously by them at all. Until now, the Mei family stubbornly regards the Wu family as an upstart from the mountains.

Mei Yong laughed dryly.

"Cao Cao once said that you can't be vain and deal with real trouble. If you are unscrupulous in your words and deeds, and lose your steadyness, your talent will not only be useless, but will harm you. Mei Lao slowed down his tone and took a breath.

After saying so many words, coupled with his anger, he also felt that his heart was beating faster and his breath was unstable: "Look at Wushan, when did he show off his literary talent?" Do you really think he has no talent? Do you know that the methods and theories he put forward have made most of them go ahead, steadily surpassing Beijing Normal University and Huaqing University. ”

For a long time, Mei Yong, who has always prided himself as the pride of the sky, was deflated one after another in front of Wushan.

"Or," Mei Yong said Ai Ai, "just let Uncle Xiaofeng go over and intervene?" ”

"Forget it," Mei Lao shook his head lightly: "I have a hatred for taking my wife with you." First the girl of the Wang family, and the girl of the Huang family left you again? Seeing the eldest grandson nodding silently, Mei Lao's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light: "It's the same with Xiaofeng taking the team to Ryukyu." ”

It's just that he feels powerless when he says it himself, and his tone is extremely endsome. (To be continued......)