It was half past five in the afternoon when they drove out, Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian, who had not changed into civilian clothes, wore straight military uniforms, and accompanied the commander-in-chief out together, laughing shallowly, it can be seen that the atmosphere of the conversation is very harmonious.

The place to eat is not a lively area, but deep in the alleys of the alleys near the roots of the imperial city, and you can drive all the way to the door of a courtyard house.

It used to be the residence of a dignitary, but now it has become a private restaurant that ordinary people can't book a table for.

There are two pairs of Ruishi town houses at the door of the house There are already guests who come to eat, and it can be seen in the twilight light that they are all guests who are not rich or expensive.

The box is antique, it is a typical Ming and Qing dynasty interior, and even the big chair is made of good pineapple wood.

There are small ornaments such as jade bottles in the eight grid treasures, although they are handicrafts, the price is also expensive.

Xia Jinyuan carefully pulled out the chair for Ye Jian, took the coat of Commander-in-Chief Xia, and hung it up himself without pretending to be the waiter's hand.

"The private restaurant opened by acquaintances, the chefs hired are all chefs, and each of them has a special skill, so we have just trained to come back and order a few light dishes, and I will bring you over next time to taste the heavy taste." Xia Jinyuan opened the recipe, there was no greasy gas, and the fragrance of red sandalwood came to his face.

Ye Jian found out that the original recipe was made of red sandalwood as a frame and then embedded in paper, not like a recipe, but like a work of art.

During the period when the food was served, the three of them chatted about some interesting things in life, and they did not mention anything about the troops, and they all maintained a high vigilance at all times.

When the dishes were served, Commander-in-Chief Xia motioned to Xia Jinyuan from time to time to pick up the vegetables for Ye Jian, and occasionally said humorously, "Young people have to have the boldness of young people." ”

He will also say: "When you are young, you are strong and I am strong, and when you are old, it is all memories, Xiaoye, you sometimes make him work more than once, and it is right to train him first." ”

Whenever Commander-in-Chief Xia said these similar words, Ye Jian was humbly taught.

Xia Jinyuan said: "Your experience is purely misleading, teach less, we will explore it ourselves." Or maybe you say, "You have revenge, remember what I did with you when I was young and ignorant, and you have to look forward!" ”

As long as the two fathers and sons are on Ye Jian, they will choose to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, only laughing and watching without saying a word.

As soon as Commander-in-Chief Xia over there saw that Ye Jian stopped talking, he immediately turned his head and said, "Xiao Ye, do you know why I'm worried about it?" ”

I really don't know.

Ye Jian poured hot tea and asked with a gentle smile, "I really don't know." The commander-in-chief in private was so calm, she really didn't expect that now she didn't have the slightest sense of nervousness.

"If you don't remember, you can't win when Lao Tzu fights and becomes a brat, you can't forget this for the rest of your life." Commander-in-Chief Xia Lang Lang laughed, "This should be considered black history, he caused trouble outside, I thought about throwing him directly into the juvenile detention center to discipline, he was so capable, so he offered to bet with me." ”

Without paying attention, Ye Jian heard a piece of black history about Commander-in-Chief Xia, which was the black history of the top leader of the army, and she heard it without any preparation.

The situation is the same as the last time Xia Jinyuan mentioned Ms. Xiao, and she listened to it completely without any preparation.

"I have 10 bullets, and he has 10 bullets, and I bet that whoever plays perfectly will lose, and if he loses, he will have to run 3,000 meters around the playground. At that time, I thought that I could not lose, I could not play perfectly, and I could still play if I was ninety-nine to one. ”