Chapter Fifty-One
In the evening, in a special community, Villa No. 1.
Next to the tea table in the living room, the old man An Jingguo picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, looking a little tired.
Seeing this, Zhao Yu was slightly silent. This ordinary old man was carrying too much weight. He saw deep worries in the old man's eyes.
"Old man, don't think too much..." Zhao Yu wanted to comfort the old man, but he choked halfway through his words.
How can this old man not think too much?
"Oh, I'm used to it, it's okay." Old man An Jingguo smiled at Zhao Yu.
"There are many details about the National Martial Arts Plan you just mentioned. I wonder when you will have time?" The old man An Jingguo looked up at Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu hurriedly said, "Zhao Yu is an idle person, and he will have time when he has time, it depends on when the old man has time."
Old Master An Jingguo nodded and said, "You can remember my private phone number later."
Zhao Yu nodded quickly.
Just as the two were talking, a woman with exquisite makeup walked in with a girl with calm temperament.
Zhao Yu glanced at him and when he saw the girl, a stunning sense flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to peace.
"Huh? A guest is coming from home? Xiao Li at the door didn't know how to tell me." The woman said in surprise when she saw Zhao Yu.
"I'm back, go and get some home-cooked dishes. Today is the first time Xiaoyu has come to our house to be a guest. As an elder, you have to do it yourself." An Jingguo said when he saw the visitor.
"Child, let me introduce you to me. This is my wife, Zhou Lingjun, you call her breasts..."
"Call Auntie." The woman glared at the old man An Jingguo.
Zhao Yu couldn't help laughing: "Hello Aunt Zhou."
Zhou Lingjun had a bright smile on his face: "Hey, good boy, he was so handsome."
Upon hearing this, An Jingguo was slightly stunned, looked at Zhao Yu, and then looked at the girl behind Zhou Lingjun, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes.
"Child, come on, let me introduce you to me. This is my granddaughter, An Linglong, nicknamed Eleven, two years younger than you, and this year it is nineteen." The old man said, holding Zhao Yu's hand.
"Xiao Eleven, come on, this is your brother Zhao Yu."
The girl glanced at Zhao Yu, was slightly stunned, and then said to the old man An Jingguo: "Grandpa, I'm back to the house."
After saying that, the girl turned around and walked upstairs.
The old man An Jingguo was slightly embarrassed: "Don't mind Xiaoyu, Xiao Linglong lost her parents since childhood, so her personality..."
Zhao Yu was slightly surprised, losing his parents since childhood?
The old man An Jingguo saw Zhao Yu's surprised expression and explained: "Linglong's father is a soldier. He sacrificed his life for the country two months before her birth. Her mother was also overly sad, and after giving birth to Linglong... Alas, it's a sin."
When the old man talked about his son and daughter-in-law's death, there was no sad look on his face, but Zhao Yu could feel the old man's hands trembling slightly.
Zhao Yu really didn't expect that as the general speaker of the largest country on earth, he actually sent his son to the front line. And there was no report on this matter on the Internet.
The warm spiritual power flowed out of Zhao Yu's palm and injected into the old man's body.
The old man An Jingguo felt the warm air flow in his body and smiled at Zhao Yu: "Child, my health is fine, so don't worry."
As the general speaker of the flower gardening family, the old man has a physical examination once a week and his daily life is extremely rigorous.
Zhao Yu said, "It's okay, old man, it's a pity that you can't practice, otherwise practicing breathing and venting techniques will also have the effect of prolonging life."
With the added luck of the human emperor, the path of cultivation will be cut off.
The old man didn't care: "What's the use of prolonging life? As long as I can survive healthily until I step down, I will be satisfied."
Under normal circumstances, the general speaker of the flower family is selected once every ten years, and the old man has more than a year left to let go of this burden.
However, once it is in an extraordinary period, it will no longer be a selection once every ten years. Thinking of the upcoming spiritual revival, Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh.
The two started chatting together, and Zhao Yu mainly listened to the old man's stories.
About half an hour later, Zhou Lingjun walked in with a portion of porridge: "It's time to eat, Lao An is still sitting? Go and serve the meal!"
"Okay, okay." The old man laughed and got up and wanted to serve the meal.
Zhao Yu hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll do it."
Zhou Lingjun's face was stern: "Xiaoyu, you are sitting, you are a guest, how can you do it?"
The old man An Jingguo smiled and said, "I'll take the meal, it's okay."
Zhou Lingjun nodded with satisfaction: "Xiaoyu, don't move, don't hear it? I'm going to call Xiao Shiyi, you have to be good."
Zhao Yu nodded helplessly.
...
Zhao Yu felt the warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time after a very ordinary home-cooked meal.
After dinner, Zhou Lingjun and An Linglong packed up the dishes and went upstairs, leaving the space in the living room for the father and father.
The old man An Jingguo took a sip of hot tea, held the thermos cup, leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became even.
Zhao Yu felt the thick fatigue on the old man.
"Old man, go to bed when you are tired." Zhao Yu said softly.
The old man shook his head gently and opened his eyes: "No, I'm waiting for you to leave, there are still some documents to process."
Zhao Yu hurriedly stood up and said, "Then you go and handle official business, so Zhao Yu won't disturb you."
The old man smiled and said, "It's okay to do it, sit down and talk."
"Hey." Zhao Yu responded and continued to sit next to the old man.
After a slight silence, the old man said, "Child, what do you think of the flower planting family now?"
Zhao Yu thought a little bit: "Although there are many flaws, it does not affect the prosperity of the flower planters today. People can live and work in peace and live happily. This is something that many countries can’t wait for and can be said to be a prosperous era."
The old man chuckled and shook his head: "Present age, prosperity... This prosperity was fought for by the predecessors in blood and fire. I don't want to, don't want him to fall into turmoil."
The old man's tone was a little heavy, and Zhao Yu felt a little sad.
"Child, do you understand my mood?" The old man turned his head, and the hopeful light flowed in his turbid eyes.
Zhao Yu nodded: "Zhao Yu understands."
"Child, when the previous generation of General Speaker-General Lin stepped down, he said something to me." The old man held the thermos and leaned against the sofa, his eyes a little confused.
"What's the matter?"
"Comrade An Jingguo, this burden is entrusted to you. I want to keep him prosperous. There is a saying that has been passed down among the Speakers of the General and the General Secretary of the Year. It is time for me to tell you today-
The world is boundless and boundless. Comrades, our dreams will be delivered to you today. Please do not let it down.
From that day on, I have not just lived for myself.”
As he said that, the old man took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Yu's eyes. His dim eyes seemed to have a bright light.
"Can I, can I trust you?"
Zhao Yu looked at the old man's eyes, the pure and complex emotions contained. After the first time, he gathered the Taoist heart, his mood fluctuated violently.
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[ps: When I wrote this chapter, I remembered a song, and I recommend it to you, the song title is "The Prosperous Times"!
The predecessors exchanged dreams and wishes for the glory of the future generations.
Use life to build legendary paintings,
You and I are both grass and flowers in the painting.
To grow immortal branches.
The predecessors used blood and sweat to continue China.
They built their homes in the fierce storm,
The legend of Yanhuang taught me not to be afraid or afraid,
Chapter completed!