Old Man Zhou sighed, and his face couldn't help but reveal a sense of loneliness.

Director Liang and Mr. Zhou are very familiar with each other, and they know that the old man is thinking of his old comrades-in-arms and old colleagues who used to fight side by side. Nowadays, things are not people, and most of them have passed away. The old man is now in poor health, and it is inevitable that he will be a little sentimental, so he gags:

"Old Zhou, if you like it here, just stay longer, the environment here is good, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it is suitable for cultivation, and there is Xiaomo to accompany you to drink tea and play chess, chat, if you are tired, talk about the past with Zhao Wuye in the village, and make sure you are in a happy mood." Our institute will come here from time to time, and I can visit you often. Later, I will take my teacher over, and it is also an interesting conversation for you two brothers to learn that Mr. Wuliu lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests. ”

"Okay, it's still your kid who has a heart. Okay, I know what you're thinking, you don't have to comfort me, I'm so old, what else can't I think of, but I just feel it occasionally, and I forget it. ”

"It's good that you always understand, otherwise if my teacher knows that you are sad here, he will have to clean me up."

Director Liang also deliberately relieved the atmosphere, and couldn't help but joke with Zhou Lao. There are no outsiders here, so it is like beating snakes with sticks.

Mo Fei was also made laugh by Director Liang, but he didn't expect that Director Liang still had such a side. Scientific rigor, witty in life, and a master of adjusting the atmosphere.

Director Liang saw that the time was not early, so he decided to go back early. There is still a lot of work waiting for me to be busy in the institute, and now is the critical moment for scientific research, but I can't be careless, not to mention that I have a lot of things to be responsible for as the academic leader of this national scientific research project.

Everyone gossiped a few more words, and Director Liang also offered to leave. Before getting into the car, Director Liang pulled Mo Fei to him and whispered: "Xiaomo, although it stands to reason that I shouldn't say it, but after all, I recommended Zhou Lao here, and it can be regarded as causing you trouble, I will give you a thorough understanding, Zhou Lao is not an ordinary old man, he was once a big man in the military department, not long after he retired, the old man has devoted himself to the construction of the army all his life, and he has no children to take care of, what about you, just do your best, he and my teacher are close friends, and they are also my elders, Uncle Liang will please ask you." ”

"Uncle Liang, look at what you said, you can rest assured, in my place, I am sure that I will not treat the old man badly, don't say that this is a respected old general, even an ordinary old man, and the same."

"With your words, I'm relieved, okay, I'll go back, hey, there are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with, I sometimes really envy your kid's leisure, I'm a hard worker."

As he spoke, Director Liang got into the car, and disappeared from Mo Fei's sight like a gust of wind.

When Mo Fei returned to his small courtyard, Zhou Lao was slowly visiting the courtyard with his hands behind his back. At this time, he stopped in front of the pomegranate tree at the door.

When the pomegranate tree was first planted, it was still very thin, and it was already lush by this time. The dense foliage is interspersed with small red flowers. Budding flowers, like a shy little girl. The half-open and half-closed flower is like an upside-down bell. What is particularly striking is the blooming flowers, which bloom like flames. A gust of mountain wind blows, and the pomegranate flowers raise a light dance, exuding a rich, refreshing floral fragrance, which is refreshing.

Zhou Lao stood in front of the flowers, carefully looking at them, thoughtfully. Seeing Mo Fei coming in, Zhou Lao said: "When I was a child, I also planted a pomegranate at home, which was my favorite flower, and no one was allowed to touch it. Once, the nurse who took care of me accidentally broke the flower branch, and I lost my temper because of this, and asked my mother to take the nurse away. Now that I think about it, it is a matter of things and people, and in a blink of an eye, eighty years have passed, and I am old, I don't know if the pomegranate is still there, or if it has been lost in the dust of time by time. ”

Mo Fei smiled and said: "Old Zhou, you are sad to see the scene, live here, you don't have to think about the past, yesterday is not to stay, today is not to grasp." Look at Zhao Wuye in the village, he is over 90 years old this year, and he is in good health, I believe that if you have lived here for a long time, you will definitely be like that. ”

"You kid don't need to comfort me, I don't know anything about myself. It's just that when I'm older, I always unconsciously remember the past. Fifth Master Zhao of your village, I have heard you mention it many times, it is really a blessing to be so old and so tough, one day I will visit this big brother. ”

After all, Zhou Lao was a few years old, and he was tired all the way, and he looked a little tired. Although I have eaten some melons, vegetables and fruits that contain aura, after all, my body is decaying, and it is not so easy to recover, and I am suffering from lung cancer, so I am even more easily tired, and now I am more or less mentally weak.

Mo Fei carried Old Man Zhou to the room to rest, and after a short time, there was a slight snort in the room, and Old Man Zhou soon fell asleep. The two guards also let out a long sigh.

Older people have less sleep, and Zhou Lao has often suffered from insomnia for a period of time recently, which makes his body, which is not healthy, even worse. Fortunately, after coming to Gujing Village for a while, not only did I look good, but I even had the quality of sleep. No, he fell asleep with his head on the pillow, much to the relief of the two guards. This is a good phenomenon, the general has not been so familiar with water for a long time, and he can't help but look at Mo Fei's eyes, full of gratitude.

By the time Zhou Lao woke up, the sun was already in the west. The old man hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, and when he stretched his waist, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Walking out of the house, the small courtyard covered by thick shade seems a little quiet, and the small courtyard is covered with a dreamy color through the fine light and shadow sprinkled by the branches and leaves.

Old Man Zhou couldn't help but be in a trance, and had the illusion that he didn't know what year it was. I was still in the hospital yesterday for a check-up, and today I came to this paradise-like place, and met such a young man like an immortal, and the things in the world are really wonderful.

Out of the yard, both sides of the street are surrounded by towering trees that can only be embraced by several people, the tree is more than ten meters high, and the huge canopy covers the sky and the sun, especially the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, the flowers are as white as snow, looking at it from afar, the green shade pavilion is like a car cover, the wind sends bursts of acacia flowers, and takes a deep breath of this rich aroma, Zhou Lao feels a burst of comfort.

It's a real pleasure to live in such a small village!