After the meeting, Han Jiangxue personally lit a cigarette, stuffed it into Brother Zhang's mouth, and then twisted Xiaoman's waist to take a bath.

Before entering the bathroom, he still had red lips and smiled back, like a goblin.

Zhang Ruoyu didn't finish his cigarette, and Mrs. Han sent a WeChat message: "Ruoyu, come down and drink two cups." I'm tired of being with Dead Snow Treasure every day, aren't you tired? ”

"Coming soon."

Zhang Ruoyu jumped out of bed and followed up in the bathroom.

"Ouch, Brother Zhang." Xue Bao blushed and chirped. "People's legs are still weak."

"Your grandmother told me to drink, I have to wash it, right?" Brother Zhang turned on the shower and pouted. "It's all over your smell, your red lip prints, what kind of body is it?"

When Xue Bao heard this, he smeared the shower gel on his hands and pushed Brother Zhang's back.

Sending Brother Zhang away, Xue Baoguang lay in the bathtub, and her beautiful face was full of comfort.

When Brother Zhang went downstairs, the people were almost gone.

The few remaining neighbors are also acquaintances.

"Let me introduce to you, I regard it as my grandson's grandson-in-law, Zhang Ruoyu." Mrs. Han was proud and proud. "They are all neighbors, so take care of them in the future."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.

This little old lady is too capable of pretending.

A certain peerless god of war picked up his wine glass and said in an exaggerated tone: "Xiao Zhang, I really didn't expect you to be the grandson-in-law of Mr. Han, you are really face-saving." ”

Another old general also sighed and sighed: "Xiao Zhang, you don't believe it, I barely mixed a small three-bedroom apartment of 100 square meters in this Longqian Courtyard, your grandmother, but she has the second largest super villa in the entire Longqian Courtyard, which is enough for 260 square meters." Another day, you go to Mr. Han's house to live, it's big and comfortable, but it's exciting. ”

A certain peerless god of war is also a gun with a stick, yin and yang weird: "Xiao Zhang, in the future in the Longqian Courtyard, no matter what problems you encounter, as long as you mention the name of President Han, who dares not to give you face?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corner of his mouth.

These old men really don't give face to the little old lady.

Sure enough, Mrs. Han was anxious on the spot, and scolded and scolded: "You old bastards, there is no good thing!" ”

Zhang Ruoyu hugged the shoulders of the angry little old lady and coaxed: "Grandma, what they said is right, with a grandmother like you, I do have face." ”

The little old lady pouted and said, "You don't need to comfort me." ”

"It's not comfort, it's heart." Zhang Ruoyu took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for the little old lady in person. "You have cultivated a perfect wife for me, and you have trained a terrible old man for me, and even my brother-in-law has saved me enough face in Beimang."

"Of course, you are the most awesome, dragging, and cutest grandma I have ever seen." Zhang Ruoyu said word by word. "I can't imagine how much less happy I would have if I hadn't met you in my life."

Zhang Ruoyu took a glass of wine and said loudly: "I thank you, because of you, warm..."

"Don't be numb." Mrs. Han picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then glanced at Zhang Ruoyu. "Don't even play."

Zhang Ruoyu smiled heartily and said to the military bosses present: "Is my milk a thief cute?" ”

"A must." A certain peerless war god said with a clear conscience.

Mr. Han is cute?

When she was cruel, you Zhang Xiangbei hadn't been born yet, and even your father was still wearing open crotch pants and playing with mud.

Mrs. Han dragged Brother Zhang to drink a few more glasses.

This old and young are completely right-eyed.

One is rare and the other is grateful.

And from the perspective of the little old lady, if Ruoyu hadn't been born out of thin air, she came to the Han family.

Will the Han family be like it is today?

Dead Xuebao, what kind of man will you find? Can you find a man?

Will her little old lady's old age be so lively and not lonely?

This kid revitalized the old lady's old age, and also revitalized the entire Han family.

She thanked him and the whole family of the old Zhang family.

A group of military bigwigs drank until almost dawn.

Before leaving, the little old lady gave out a cigarette and said drunkly: "Come to the beach to drink with me when you have time, I can't drink a few meals." ”

"Yes, Chief."

The generals saluted this Chinese woman with reverence in their eyes.

The little old lady personally sent these old guys out of General Zhang's villa, and at this time, the morning sun sprinkled all over the courtyard, the flag-raising class, and the flag was raised in the morning glow.

Bright red flags, fluttering in the wind.

Mrs. Han stopped, like watching the flag-raising for the first time and singing the national anthem for the first time, with a solemn face and full of sacredness.

All the veteran generals faced the blood-stained flags and played the national anthem.

Most of them have been on the battlefield, followed Mr. Han, and fought in national wars.

Not all of them have a full life.

But they all have an unforgettable experience.

When someone asks them what they have done for this country, they can tell others with their heads held high that they have shed tears, shed blood, been passionate, and tragic for this country.

No regrets in this life.

Mrs. Han hasn't seen the flag-raising for a long time.

Her eyes moistened, her throat choking.

In my mind, the long-lost images are like slides, flashing one after another.

"If you are stupid, when grandma was a few years old, she almost starved to death at home, and later, she almost died on the battlefield, grandma thought, we in China, we can't always be like this, right?"

She was slightly drunk and smiling: "In this prosperous world, grandma saw it, and it was exactly the same as grandma imagined." ”