Seeing that Ma Xun was drinking simply, Song Yuanchao also sipped off the wine in the glass, put down the wine glass and persuaded Ma Xun to take a few bites of vegetables and mats first. After all, he is old and drinking like a young man will not be good for his health.

Ma Xun was so kind that he ate with the dishes, and ate while eating, Song Yuanchao chatted.

He asked about Song Yuanchao’s work, and then talked about the past when Song Yuanchao had just come to the school to run a factory.

When he was happy, he laughed loudly, patted Song Yuanchao on the shoulder and joked with him. With the rumor of laughter and chatting with Ma Xun, Song Yuanchao's previous dull mood also improved a lot.

"Aiding Korea, do you have any thoughts?"

After drinking another sip of wine, Ma Xun picked up a cigarette and handed it to Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao hurriedly took the lighter to help Ma Xun light it first, and then lit it himself. Before he could spit out a sip of cigarette, Ma Xun smoked the cigarette and looked at Song Yuanchao sideways and suddenly asked this question.

"It's okay, nothing is wrong." Song Yuanchao was stunned and smiled subconsciously.

"You kid, you still hide something from me if you have something in your heart? Why? Don't you treat me as your master?" Ma Xun's expression was serious and his tone was a bit stern.

"Okay, you are so keen and golden, you can't escape your magic eyes." Seeing that Song Yuanchao could not hide it, he could only sigh.

Ma Xun sat quietly waiting for Song Yuanchao to continue talking.

Song Yuanchao thought about it, how could he say this? He sorted out his thoughts and started from the day he went to Nandu to report to Jinling. He gradually talked about the past of Nandu and the ancient Changjun.

It took a long time to say this. In a blink of an eye, Ma Xun had already lit the third cigarette, and Song Yuanchao finished speaking.

"I just returned to Shanghai this afternoon. Although Secretary Gu's affairs have passed, I always feel heavy in my heart, like a stone pressing on my heart, making me breathless."

"Swallow and the child are not at home, and no one talks when I go home. After thinking about it, I think of you here to sit down, visit you, and have a drink with you..."

Song Yuanchao said, his eyes were a little wet and his mood was slightly depressed.

Hearing this, Ma Xun sighed and reached out to pat Song Yuanchao's shoulder heavily. He understood in his heart how Song Yuanchao felt now. He also came from his youth and had experienced similar situations.

"The deceased is gone. We living people cannot always live in memories. We must look forward." Ma Xun said, and seeing Song Yuanchao look up at him, Ma Xun continued: "You are still young, and you will experience a lot in this situation in the future. This is also a life experience, and it is an experience that cannot be avoided."

Song Yuanchao nodded to show that he understood that Ma Xun was right, and he had experienced similar separations in his previous life, but this time the departure of Gu Changjun made Song Yuanchao feel very uncomfortable, especially when he thought of the instructions Gu Changjun had given him before leaving, Song Yuanchao felt even worse.

"I have been a soldier and went to the Korean battlefield when I was young..." Ma Xun suddenly talked about his past.

"When our team crossed the Yalu River and stepped into North Korea, we didn't expect it to be such a arduous and difficult war. In the second battle, our troops attacked ambush and covered the large troops to move forward, facing twice as many enemies armed to the teeth for five days and five nights of fierce battle."

"I watched my comrades who were together day and night fall down beside me, especially our instructor was shot and sacrificed in front of me. At the moment of his sacrifice, the instructor said to me, "Little Pony, you must defend the position! You must defend it! Even at the last person, you must defend the position! You cannot let the enemy take a step!"

As he said that, Ma Xun's eyes became wet. He sniffed and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Assisting Korea, what does your father mean by giving you this name, you should know that we finally won this war, exerted the majesty of our country, and exerted the peaceful and prosperous times in decades! But you must know that these hard-won things are exchanged for the warriors' flesh and blood on the battlefield."

"I felt equally uncomfortable when the instructor died, but at that time I didn't care about grief at all, because in my mind, the only thought was to fulfill the instructor's instructions, even if I blocked my body from the enemy's gun hole, I had to fulfill the instructor's wish."

"In the end, we won the mission successfully, and won the final glory. But compared to those who had passed away, what are we living people? I said this not to talk about education, nor is it a cliché, but to tell you a simple truth. In many cases, grief is useless. Only by taking practical actions can we feel at ease and fulfill the instructions of the deceased. This is what the living people really need to do!"

Ma Xun covered his chest with his right hand and said, his words moved Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao nodded vigorously to show that he understood. Although he also understood this principle before, it is completely different for someone to enlighten him and no one to enlighten him. Ma Xun's words made him feel much more relaxed.

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"I don't know the situation in Nandu. Since Secretary Gu has entrusted Nandu to you before leaving, you will fulfill his last wish one day. This is the only thing you can do for him."

"I understand Master. Actually, I have already considered it. If Nandu really doesn't work one day, I will definitely help."

"That's right!" Seeing Song Yuanchao smile, with determination and perseverance in his expression, Ma Xun immediately laughed.

After drinking a sip of wine, Ma Xun said again: "Since I'm talking about this, Master, I have something to ask you."

"Master, if you have something to do, just say that I am your apprentice. Please don't ask me if you want to ask me if you want me." Song Yuanchao's glass of wine that helped Maxun fill up.

Ma Xun laughed and continued, "Actually it's not a big deal. It's just what I thought of when you said Secretary Gu just now. To Aid Korea, Tengfei Factory is still OK, but no one knows what will happen in the future. If I was talking about it, if one day Tengfei Factory and Nandu will not work, will you help Tengfei Factory run for the sake of Master?"

"No need to say, Master, even if you don't mention this, I won't stand by and watch. Don't forget how Tengfei Factory came from. It is my real 'mother's home'!"

"Okay! I'll feel completely relieved with you. Come on! Yuanchao, let's have another drink!" Ma Xun slapped his thigh and laughed, raised the glass in his hand and touched Song Yuanchao again, raised his hand and drank it all over again.

Song Yuanchao no longer remembers when this drink ended. He only had a trace of memories in his memory, as if the Maxun family, who had left after he finally staggered, went home next time and left on the road, and had no memory left. When he woke up the next day, it was noon, and he found that he was lying on the bed at home, without even taking off his clothes and shoes, and just slept in the lake all night.

After getting up, she washed up and changed her clothes, Song Yuanchao, who was refreshed, came back to life.

Look at the time, it's already one pm now. I was going to Xiangjiang today, but I missed the flight for a long time, so I had to arrange for a change of signs and then fly tomorrow.

When he returned to the living room, he hung up for Lin Yan for a long distance and told him about the temporary change. After dealing with this, Song Yuanchao went to the kitchen to simply lay a bowl of noodles for himself and then put a poached egg in it.

After eating, my empty stomach felt much more comfortable, so Song Yuanchao went to the garden.

It is spring in Shanghai, and it is the season for all things to grow. The afternoon sun is very bright, and it is a bit warm when it spreads on your body. Looking at the vibrant plants and trees in the garden, Song Yuanchao was in a very comfortable mood.

Yesterday's sorrow and depression have passed. As Ma Xun said, people always have to continue looking forward. For the living, completing the deceased's instructions is the most important thing.

At noon the next day, Song Yuanchao's flight landed at Xiangjiang Airport. After leaving the airport, he took a taxi directly to Xiangjiang's home.

Song Yuanchao did not ask Lin Yan to pick her up. Qin Zhengguo has been busy these days. Ying Caixia's son is still young and is still breastfeeding. In addition, the transportation in Xiangjiang is very convenient, so it is easy to call a taxi at the airport. Song Yuanchao has no luggage alone, so it is easier.

The person who drove the taxi was a middle-aged man. He was a little surprised when he learned that Song Yuanchao was going to, because all the taxi drivers knew that the people living there were either rich or noble, so where could ordinary people live halfway up the mountain?

Song Yuanchao was wearing a very ordinary jacket and trousers, unlike those big bosses, who were wearing suits and ties. For a moment, the driver was not sure about Song Yuanchao's origin. He drove the car and asked a few questions carefully. Song Yuanchao smiled and told him to visit his friends, which made the taxi driver realize it.

The taxi arrived at the place soon, got off the bus and paid for it. Song Yuanchao came straight to his doorstep.

This house is not far from Qinzheng Country, less than one kilometer away, and is located above the mansion where Qinzheng Country lives.

Compared with Qin Zhengguo's home, this house is larger, about 7,500 feet long. In addition, the area of ​​gardens and garages is almost twice that of Qin Zhengguo.

Speaking of this house, we have to mention that he went to Qinzheng Country for the first time. At that time, Song Yuanchao asked what houses were for sale near Qinzheng Country. If there was a suitable one, he wanted to buy one.

Qin Zhengguo was very concerned about this matter and quickly asked someone to ask. Later, he recommended several places to Song Yuanchao. After seeing it on the spot, Song Yuanchao finally chose this house. The house was newly built for not many years and the structure of the house is very good, so the price is slightly more expensive than the market price. The owner refused to lower the price. Song Yuanchao didn't care about these details after he took a fancy to it. Now the house price in Xiangjiang is much cheaper than in the future. Now the so-called high price is nothing, so he took the house down happily.
Chapter completed!