Ji Mingwei looked at Xia Zizhu's thin back gradually disappearing in the subway passage, with a grim face, but a smile crept up his face, as if he had not seen it in a hundred years.

Ji Mingwei bent down elegantly, picked up the ten-yuan bill on the ground, folded it, put it in his wallet, looked at the wallet, and smiled again.

"Jingle bell—"

The mobile phone rang, he shook his head, took out his mobile phone, answered, and without saying a word, there was a burst of artificial thunder on the phone.

"Ji Mingwei! Stinky boy, where did you go? Back to the hotel! Send me to Chang'an Avenue for rehearsals! ”

"Grandpa, there's nothing to rehearse, you're just a veteran who was invited to the scene, and you weren't asked to fly a fighter plane-"

"What do you mean?! Don't you rehearse if you don't drive a fighter? The National Day military parade is a major event, and it is not allowed to be sloppy, even if the people who are invited to attend, they must pay attention to it, be familiar with the terrain, how many pairs of eyes in the world look at me - us. Your generation, it's—"

The person on the other end of the phone is Ji Mingwei's grandfather, Ji Guoqiang, a retired fighter aviation unit.

Ji Guoqiang has always hoped that his son Ji Xiaoyun will inherit his mantle, continue to drive fighter planes, and become a Chinese Air Force, but his son Ji Xiaoyun "did not succeed", started a business, and became the richest man in P City.

What his son Ji Xiaoyun didn't finish, Ji Guoqiang hoped that his grandson would follow, but-

grandson Ji Mingwei prefers to play music.

This time, his grandfather Ji Guoqiang was invited by the country to participate in the National Day military parade because of his outstanding achievements when he was young, and he repeatedly went on missions to repel enemy planes.

Ji Mingwei agreed to accompany his grandfather to Beijing, mainly to experience the place where Xidan girls sang......

"Good, good...... Grandpa, I'll be right back! ”

Ji Mingwei is most afraid of two things: the earthquake and the chatter of his grandfather Ji Guoqiang.

Compared with the chatter of grandfather Ji Guoqiang, it is better to choose the earthquake.

Two seasons hotel.

Ji Mingwei hurried back to the Two Seasons Hotel.

"Mr. Ji, please wait a minute!"

The front desk of the Two Seasons Hotel called Ji Mingwei.

Ji Mingwei had some accidents, and when he came to the Two Seasons Hotel, it was always his grandfather Ji Guoqiang who was handling the housing procedures, after all, he was still a student, and his grandfather Ji Guoqiang took care of everything.

Ji Mingwei thought he had heard it wrong, and stretched out his hand and pointed to his nose.

"Call me?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, when I was cleaning your room, I found a six-hundred-yuan bill on the bedside table, and I will return it to you now."

Six hundred dollars?

Ji Mingwei thought for a moment and came to his senses.

Ji Mingwei patted his head, looked expressionless, walked over, took the six-hundred-yuan bill in the front desk's hand, nodded, was very low-key, and walked into the elevator.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Ji Mingwei's mobile phone rang again.

He shook his head and picked up the phone.

"Stinky boy! How come it hasn't arrived yet! Hurry up and come with me to rehearsals! Explain it to me when you're done! ”

Before Ji Mingwei could start talking, Ji Guoqiang threw thunder!

Ji Mingwei removed the mobile phone and erected his ears far away to ensure that his immature eardrums could not be damaged.

"Grandpa, I-"

Ji Guoqiang hung up the phone again.

How positive and patriotic is this will make Ji Guoqiang call again and again.

Maybe it's serious? So wait a minute, go back to grandpa and get beaten or what?

Ji Mingwei is not calm, which thing?

Ji Mingwei really couldn't remember what it was.

Because the things I have done that my grandfather is not satisfied with are not one or two.

Although everything is not a big mistake for Ji Mingwei, and it is not a mistake at all.

But if Grandpa thinks it's wrong, it's wrong.

Because grandpa is strict with everyone, even if it is not a wrong thing, if grandpa thinks it is wrong, then it must be wrong.

Judge everything according to the values of Grandpa's time.

If grandpa thought it was wrong in that era, then it is still wrong in this era.

Ji Mingwei has always understood very well, he doesn't want to reason with his grandfather, he doesn't want to argue with his grandfather, he just hopes that his grandfather can be happy.

However, Ji Mingwei felt a little empty today.

In the past, the things that grandpa mentioned were all trivial things, and they were all not wrong at all, and grandpa wanted to say that he was wrong.

But today is different, because something happened with so-and-so last night, maybe grandpa already knows?