Chapter 668

When the sun slowly climbed overhead and yawned to the west, a dark and bright car slowly stopped at the foot of a mountain.

This side is located in the outskirts of Beijing, with beautiful scenery and broad vision. Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can see the Ming Tombs by looking up a little.

After the car drove up this road from the main road, there were very few pedestrians, except for the nearby fruit farmers, there were few visitors.

After all, as long as tourists come to this direction, they are basically going to the Ming Tombs.

But even if they ran this way, they would not be allowed to get close to the hill.

As early as 500 meters away from the green stone path at the foot of the mountain, it would be stopped by people who suddenly came out of the nearby fruit forest.

They will politely tell the tourists that this is a private place and ask them to stop.

Knowledgeable tourists will stop and stroll elsewhere.

But there are also unknowns.

For example, two years ago, a senior or junior of a certain Bureau in Beicheng had to run up the mountain to hunt rabbits because of his interest. He ordered his followers to pull the person to one side and break his leg.

My leg is really broken.

But it was not the one who blocked the way, but the one who was in charge of the Bureau.

After his leg was broken, the old man of his family burst into a rage - no, he should be shocked.

It is said that after learning that Sun Tzu had trespassed on the nameless mountain, the old man almost peed his crotch. Despite being 70 years old, he ordered his two sons to bring him here immediately to plead guilty.

Oh, don't forget to take the dandy who is going to kill the whole family. Don't bandage the broken leg.

His father was so afraid, because when he was young, he used to work as a guard for the old man who lived in that mountain.

It's just for the sake of this relationship that the old man didn't blame his father. He just said lightly that the child is a good child, that is to say, the old man who taught him is a jerk——

Since then, no one dares to break into this nameless mountain.

It's the first time that I came to Longcheng. I learned that the legendary elder lived in such a desolate place.

Longcheng, who is familiar with modern history, knows very well that some elders who have made great contributions to China do not like to live in downtown areas after leaving the country. Instead, they choose a clean place to live in.

There is a small one door courtyard on the mountain, which is a very common one. The courtyard is made of green bricks and red tiles, surrounded by fruit trees. From a distance, people will think it is the house of fruit farmers.

But no one knows that when he was young, the old man who lived here once dominated the Republic and was praised by western countries as the strongest hawk representative in China.

Longcheng, whose stomach has already begun to show its nostalgia, follows his grandfather, who is supported by his secretary, along the path of Qingshiban, to the front of the courtyard.

It's a small courtyard with only one door. In fact, it doesn't even have a gate. It's just that three tile roofed houses are surrounded by a fence.

In the yard, there is a small vegetable field with white radish and green cabbage.

A tall old man, bending over with a shovel, was cultivating soil for cabbage.

There was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was also dressed in ordinary clothes and squatted on the ground to cultivate cabbage with his hands.

The middle-aged people, with short-sighted glasses and elegant appearance, should be the old people's life secretary.

The old man's secretary raised his head, laughed at him, and continued to work.

But the old man, like a dog who didn't hear him and a stranger barking, still bowed his head and concentrated on his work.

Mr. long gently broke away from his secretary's support, and suddenly straightened up like a javelin, walked into the fence as far as possible, touched a shovel leaning on the wall, spat in his hand, and started to work.

Looking at the grandfather who is no longer old all of a sudden, Longcheng doubts that he has lost his eyes.

Although before she came, Mr. long had clearly told her who she was going to meet.

But she still didn't believe that when Mingzhu coughed, her grandfather, who would catch a cold all over Mingzhu, would be "energetic" to do farm work for the old man.

From the tacit understanding and cooperation between the two, she can see that the two elders must have planted the land together when they were young.

After Mr. long joined, the Secretary of the old man left the vegetable field consciously. After washing his hands, he began to make tea on the stone table in the yard.

"Well, I'm old."

More than ten minutes later, the old man sighed, stood up with a shovel, looked back at the old dragon, and said with a faint smile, "little dragon, you are also old. Time is not forgiving. "

With a slap, the old dragon touched his heel and raised his hand to give the old man a standard military salute. His voice choked and said, "report to the battalion commander, the iron and blood three consecutive long dragon Guangyao, come to report."

Many people think that the elders of the older generation, after meeting each other, will show their respect for their former military positions, which is suspected to be unfair.

In fact, it is not the case. People with this idea will never understand the deep feelings of the comrades in arms who can survive side by side in that era of war.

Slowly raised his hand, after the salute, the old man said: "go, go there for tea."

"Chengcheng, come here and give your grandfather a present."

The old Dragon nodded and agreed. He turned and whispered to Longcheng.

Longcheng immediately stepped forward, put his hands on the waist and crotch, and bent his knees to squat.

The old man likes the younger generation and salutes him.

This is not to say that he is old feudal, but because this kind of retro etiquette can give him the illusion that he is still very young.

Old people who have made great contributions to the people are entitled to enjoy this seemingly ridiculous illusion.

"Xiaowa, very pretty. pretty good. It's just that there's more anger between the eyebrows. It's not good for the children in your stomach. "

The old man looked up and down at Longcheng and said faintly.

Longcheng did not look up, but she could clearly feel that when the old man said this, there was a sharp cold flash in his turbid eyes.

For no reason, the heart seems to miss a beat, and there is sweat on the back.

The old man can actually from her eyebrows, is not conducive to the abdomen of the fetus.

It's clear that Longcheng has hidden the evil spirit of this word very well. How can he see it at a glance?

The old man didn't wait for Longcheng to say anything, so he walked to the stone table.

The old dragon didn't speak. He stood on his side. After the old man passed by, he followed him.

Longcheng, who used to be so smart and considerate, now feels at a loss. I don't know if I should follow him or wait here. I have to look at the old man's secretary.

The Secretary, who was filling the old man with water, was facing Longcheng, but as if he knew what she was doing, he secretly pointed to the gate of the fence yard with her left hand hidden behind her.

It means, Bruce Lee, you are not qualified to stand here and listen to what the second elder says. You'd better go outside and wait.

Dragon city immediately such as amnesty, quickly nodded thanks, turned out of the courtyard.

After walking all the way to a fruit tree, Longcheng was relieved and patted her fuller chest.

I don't know what happened. When she was standing in the yard just now, there was a small yard with two dying old men, but she seemed to be in a tiger's den. If she was a little careless, she would be immediately stirred into powder by some invisible airflow.

She knew that this was the legendary murderous spirit.

This kind of murderous spirit, more powerful than any murderous spirit she knew, was boundless and majestic, which made her feel small and pitiful.

The murderous spirit of killing a killer by a hundred people is the murderous spirit of dragon city when it is plotting to harm people. Compared with this murderous spirit, it is absolutely the difference between firefly's attempt and Haoyue's.

This is the murderous spirit that can be possessed only when tens of thousands of soldiers wave the military flag, hold the steel gun, step on the corpses of enemies and comrades everywhere, and roll to the enemy's positions.

There is no other person who can have this kind of murderous spirit in China.

The old man's surname is Hua, and he is the old superior of long Lao.

It is said that the flower night God of the seven star club seems to be a little involved with him.

But no one dares to argue.

Dragon city doesn't care too much about whether there is a relationship between HuaLao and huayeshen.

This time she and her grandfather came to the nameless mountain to meet HuaLao. It was the result of her kneeling on the ground in spite of her arms.

Since she knew that Li Nanfang had offended the Lin family in the Seven Star Club, she knew that he was going to have bad luck.

If not pregnant with his evil seed, even if Li NanFang's head was twisted off by the Lin family, she would not care too much.

She really didn't want her son to be born without a father.

Or, his son, his father, is a fugitive who was chased to the end of the world by the Lin family.

It's all for my son.

For the sake of his son, Longcheng dares to fight with the lion with his bare hands - that's not to say.

Men can never understand how strong, selfish and great motherhood is.

The Jinghua Lin family is as famous as the Pearl Dragon family. After Li Nanfang offended them this time, Longcheng was forced to lend a helping hand if he wanted to see his father after his son was born.

She did not dare to ask her father for such a thing.

It's no use asking.

After all, she is pregnant with a villain. Her father wants to kick her out of miscarriage and kill Li Nanfang with the Lin family. How can he help to intercede?

Therefore, she had to ask the old dragon who didn't care about the world.

Long Lao's consciousness was that he was much higher than his useless son. Seeing that his granddaughter really wanted her baby, he had to promise her.

Long Lao is a man who lives to be a master. Even if he promised his granddaughter to pull Li Nanfang, he would not be stupid enough to let the long family come forward.

He thought of HuaLao in the nameless mountain of Beijing.

If it is said that old lady Lin is able to live to become a great master in the aristocratic circle, then old Hua is the God of the sea.

To say that the whole of China does not buy old lady Lin's account, only old flower.

Mrs. Lin may dare to put up a plan in front of Mr. long, but in front of Mr. Hua, where it's cool, go and stay.

How can an old woman, who lives on dogs for most of her age, be compared with Mingsu, who has made great contributions to the people?

If it's just for granddaughter's sake, long always dares not disturb the old battalion commander.

He heard that old lady Lin had been scolded by Hua yeshen and had been silent for a long time before he made the decision.

Longcheng doesn't know about these.

"Scum, do you know that in order to help you, I have not paid back 70% of the funds I control to my family? In the future, if you dare not love my son, I will not let you go as a ghost. "

Just as Longcheng's left hand stroked his stomach and murmured to himself in the direction of the Ming Tombs, footsteps sounded behind him.

With the help of Longcheng, HuaLao slowly walked down the mountain. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said faintly, "is Wang Luyang still working in people's daily?"

The Secretary stepped forward and said softly, "yes."

"Let him send someone to Castle Peak."

Flower old slightly sneer: "now some people, after a long time, have forgotten how the world came."