Zihan only obediently followed her grandfather, carefully observing the surroundings.

One by one, the vegetable stalls walked by, and at the end of the alley, there were two or three small restaurants on the left and right.

Grandpa took Zihan into a noodle restaurant on the left and asked for two bowls of noodles.

Although the doubts in Zihan's heart became more and more serious, she still didn't ask her grandfather, but 'relished' and ate all the bowls of Zhenzi noodles that were not as delicious as her grandfather's cooking.

After eating, Grandpa took Zihan to walk around the neighborhood for a while, and it wasn't until after twelve forty that he took Zihan towards the gate of the military region.

Grandpa took out a pamphlet with a red plastic sheet from his pocket and handed it to the soldier standing guard at the door.

The warrior checked the pamphlet, saluted Grandpa Lin, and then let them walk in through the small open fence gate next to it.

The gate of the military region is located in the middle of the military region, so there is a distance of nearly five miles between the pharmaceutical factory and the military region.

Once you enter the gate, in addition to the asphalt road that can accommodate two cars in three directions, there is a green belt of trees and grass.

The road in the middle went straight ahead, and about a mile away stood a five-story building, much more magnificent than the one in the pharmaceutical factory.

Grandpa Lin took Zihan to the left at the fork of the three roads, and began to explain to Zihan along the way.

It turned out that this Yangcheng Military Region was established after the liberation of Yangcheng, and it was under the jurisdiction of the troops of several nearby provinces, including the troops of Bincheng.

When talking about Bincheng, Grandpa looked yearning, but soon it turned gloomy again.

It wasn't until a few years later that she learned that her grandfather's hometown was in the province where Bencheng was located, and her grandfather first joined the army in Bencheng.

Grandpa also explained to Zihan that the person they were going to meet today was Grandpa's comrade-in-arms Cheng Fangyong Cheng, who was the deputy head of the Yangcheng Military Region.

While talking, when the grandfather and grandson walked about two miles or so, they saw the gate of the family courtyard of the military region.

Walking into the gate, you will see three or four rows of courtyard houses from east to west, and a few rows of buildings in the back rows are all five-storey buildings with the same appearance and slightly different from the old and new.

Grandpa Lin took Zihan into the passage in front of the second row of courtyards, walked about 300 meters, and stopped at the door of the sixth courtyard.

After Grandpa Lin's brows furrowed almost invisibly, he let out a sigh of relief, and then stepped forward and raised his hand to knock on the copper ring on the red lacquered wooden door with an antique fragrance.

Along the way, except for the smile on Grandpa's face when he mentioned Jiefangyang City and Bincheng, Grandpa's mood seems to have been a little heavy.

Grandpa's tangled brows and the breath that grew just now made Zihan inexplicably want to pull grandpa to turn around and leave.

I don't know why grandpa has to come to see this Cheng Fangyong today, but she obviously feels that grandpa is not very willing to come to see this old comrade-in-arms.

After Grandpa knocked on the hoop for the third time, there was finally the sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

"Who-"

The voice of a middle-aged woman, whose voice was extremely good, but whose tone was dissatisfied and angry, came with the sound of footsteps.

"Xiaofu, it's me, Lin Yanpu."

Grandpa Lin's face was hard to put a smile on his face, and his voice was full of kindness.

Fu Huilan in the courtyard twisted her eyebrows, then tried to squeeze out a smile and opened the door.