This two-story courtyard has been built for decades. After decades of wind and rain, it looks a bit shabby, and even the color of the exterior wall has become a bit dull.
Just like the appearance of the second floor, the inside of the building is also a bit simple. There are only a set of old-fashioned wooden sofas in the entire hall, the table is also made of wood, and there are a few old chairs. In addition,
, nothing else.
The originally white walls could not withstand the corrosion of time and became a little gray.
Different from the expensive calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the rich villas, the walls of the hall are hung with portraits of some people, the leader of which is the chairman, followed by the prime minister, Marshal Zhu and others.
Those portraits seemed to have been aged for some time and looked a little shabby, but they were spotless.
Compared with the hall on the first floor, the study room on the second floor is equally simple. In addition to a few bookshelves filled with books, the entire study only has a desk and a chair made of rattan wood that can lie back.
.
Such a shabby and simple living environment is rare in this era of material flow. And if people knew that the old man who supported the Chen family lived in such a dilapidated two-story building, they would probably
It will make your eyes pop out in shock.
In fact, both the descendants of the Chen family and the leaders of the Yanjing Military Region have proposed more than once to renovate the house where Mr. Chen lived, and even proposed to demolish and rebuild it, but they were all rejected by Mr. Chen.
In the words of the old man: I am the chairman's bodyguard. I cannot live in a better place than the chairman, otherwise I will not feel at ease and will not have the shame to report to him in the future!
However... although this two-story building can be called the simplest building where the chief lives, it is also the most difficult to enter in Yanjing and even in the whole of China.
In the Chen family, apart from Chen Jianguo, the current head of the Chen family and Chen Fan's great-grandfather, the only people who can step into this two-story building are Chen Zhan and Chen Fan.
Chen Zhan was able to step in because Mr. Chen sometimes went to chat with him. As for... Chen Fan, although he had the qualification, he had never stepped into this two-story building once.
As for...except for the Chen family, there are only a handful of people who can step into this two-story building!
Bright sunlight shines through the window glass of the study room on the second floor. The sunlight shines on the bookshelves. It can be clearly seen that most of the books on the bookshelves are old and have been read through more than once.
Although the bookshelf is a bit old, it is spotlessly clean.
Mr. Chen, a white-haired old man, lay quietly on his back on the quaint rattan chair. On the table in front of him was an ancient pistol. At this time, he was looking at the ceiling with memories on his face, and his body was stretched.
at every turn.
In a daze, he saw that war-torn era.
In a daze, he saw the whole country celebrating the day New China was founded.
In a trance, he saw the leader he admired...
remember.
This is an old man recalling his life.
It is also an old soldier recalling the war-torn era.
And those comrades who have passed away!
Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, everything.
The sun shines on his face, and you can clearly see that his expression is constantly changing, sometimes laughing, sometimes angry, sometimes with hot eyes, and sometimes silent.
At this time, he was no longer the revolutionary soldier full of hope who fought bloody battles with the older generation of revolutionary pioneers to defend the country.
Nor is it the King of Hell who made the Chen family rise step by step with the courage and wisdom of an old revolutionary.
He is just an old man, an old man in his twilight years.
That's all!
Bata! Bata!
Suddenly, slight footsteps came from the originally quiet corridor.
Perhaps it was because the footsteps were too soft, or perhaps because Mr. Chen was completely immersed in memories, he didn't notice it and was still looking at the ceiling.
Then, the footsteps suddenly stopped and there was a gentle knock on the door.
The sudden sound brought Mr. Chen back to his senses from his memories, his already white eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and he said in a hoarse and low voice: "Come in!"
Crunch!
The door opened in response, and the guard appeared at the door, his expression extremely nervous!
Because he knows that at this point in time, it belongs to the old leader’s memory time, and no one can disturb it!
But he also knew that the news of the return of the young man who was talked about by the old chief all day must be reported, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
This is also the reason why he thanked Chen Zhan before.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Seeing the frightened look on the guard's face, Mr. Chen didn't get angry. He just frowned and asked, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
Sensing the dissatisfaction, the guard felt the hairs all over his body and did not dare to move. He quickly reported: "Report to the chief, Chen Fan is back."
"Who?" Mrs. Chen's pupils suddenly dilated and her voice trembled slightly.
The guard immediately replied: "The great-grandson you talk about every day, Chen Fan."
"Xiaofan? Xiaofan is back??" Hearing the guard's words again, Mr. Chen was startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Haha, is he outside? Let him in quickly!!"
While talking, Mr. Chen stood up quickly, but because he was so excited, he lost his breath. He didn't get up and didn't talk, and he kept coughing.
Upon seeing this, the guard quickly ran behind Mr. Chen and gently patted Mr. Chen on the back.
"Cough...cough..."
After coughing several times in succession, Mr. Chen clearly felt the smell of blood coming from his throat, but he didn't pay attention and swallowed the bloody spit back into his stomach.
"Old chief, don't get excited." The guard didn't know all this, but said quickly: "He is not outside the door."
"Help...help me up." After coughing for a while, Old Mrs. Chen's face turned pale and his breathing became heavy, but he still struggled to get up.
Although the guard was worried, he did not dare to disobey Old Mrs. Chen's order. He quickly helped Old Mrs. Chen up and handed the crutch into Old Mrs. Chen's hand.
About a minute later, Mr. Chen arrived at the entrance of the courtyard with the support of the security guard. When he saw Chen Zhan, he quickly asked: "Xiao Zhan, where is Xiao Fan?"
"Grandpa, he is at the gate of the military area." Chen Zhan stepped forward to support Mr. Chen and replied respectfully.
"What nonsense at the door!" When Old Master Chen heard this, he immediately got angry: "Could it be those blind recruits at the door who stopped him and refused to let him go home? How did Xiao Lizi lead the soldiers?
Even if someone from the Chen family dares to stop him, I think he is done as commander!"
Domineering, protective of shortcomings!
This is the biggest characteristic of Mr. Chen when he gets older.
Seeing Old Mrs. Chen getting angry and the guard looking speechless, he knew very well that if his old leader was really angry, things might not go well.
Chen Zhan, on the other hand, couldn't laugh or cry.
"Grandpa, it's not their fault. After all, this is not an ordinary place and no one can enter." Chen Zhan tried to explain.
"Crack!"
However... before Chen Zhan could finish his words, Mr. Chen gave Chen Zhan a slap in the face: "I treat you as a bastard, what do you mean by being a bastard? My old Chen family is a bastard??"
"Grandpa, I didn't mean that. I meant that the recruits at the door have never seen our sailor before. They also act according to the rules." Chen Zhan received a slap, but he was not dissatisfied at all and continued to smile.
Explain.
"It seems... that makes sense." Old Mrs. Chen thought thoughtfully, then shook his head: "No! I don't care what his rules are, if he dares to stop my little sail, he just can't get along with an old bone like me, little plum.
If he doesn’t give me an explanation, I’ll never be done with him!”
"Grandpa, let's put this aside for now." Chen Zhan said with a bitter smile: "Yaling said she would go with me to pick up Fan'er at the door. You wait in the small building, and we will come directly to you after picking up Fan'er."
"Nonsense!" Mr. Chen's face turned pale with anger: "Why can only you parents be allowed to do it, but I, the great-grandfather, can't do it?"
"..." Chen Zhan was speechless.
"Xiao Zhuzhu, go and drive the car out. I'm going to pick up my Xiaofan." Mr. Chen didn't waste any more nonsense with Chen Zhan and directly gave the order to the guard.
A minute later, an old-fashioned red-flag sedan slowly started from the door of the two-story building at the end of the military compound and drove towards the gate of the military compound.
Along the way, everyone who saw the stretched red flag car, regardless of military rank, stood up straight and saluted, with solemn expressions and reverent eyes.
At the same time... there is still a trace of doubt.
Everyone wanted to know what happened to allow the car that had not been used for many years to drive out.
At the same time, the secret sentries responsible for the security of the military compound were conveying the news one after another, arranging manpower to keep up with the extended red flag, and immediately conveying the news to the top leader of the military region, the little plum in the mouth of Old Mrs. Chen...
About ten minutes later, while Chen Fan and Susan were waiting, the old-fashioned red flag car slowly drove towards the gate of the military area.
When the soldiers standing guard at the door saw the car approaching in the distance, they straightened their bodies like guns, and their eyes were filled with reverence.
Soon, as the soldiers greeted the car, the car stopped. Mrs. Chen's security guard jumped out of the car first and opened the rear door.
At the same time, Chen Zhan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also got out of the car and shouted to Chen Fan: "Fan'er, why don't you bring Shanshan over here!"
Chen Fan, who recognized the car as Mr. Chen's special car, looked complicated when he heard Chen Zhan's words, but did not move immediately. Susan on the side nervously held Chen Fan's hand.
Later, Sun Yaling was carried out of the car by Chen Zhan and placed in a wheelchair.
Under the sun, Sun Yaling's eyes were red and she stared at Chen Fan motionlessly.
"mom!"
Seeing the white-haired woman, Chen Fan was shocked and subconsciously pulled Susan forward.
"Humph, you little brat, you didn't pay attention to the old man's car when you saw it. Now you see your mother getting out of the car. Do you know she's coming?" Just when Chen Fan was about to step forward, the gray-haired old man Chen was there.
With the help of the guard, he stepped out of the car, leaned on a cane, and cursed with a straight face.
Although he said this, the old man's eyes were shining with excitement that could not be concealed!
The old man's complaining words sounded in his ears, and the old man's thin body appeared in his eyes. Chen Fan stood firmly in place as if by magic.
In his memory, the old man would straighten his back in high spirits at any time!
But... at this moment, the old man bent his back, and his right hand on the cane was trembling slightly, as if the candlelight in the wind would be extinguished at any time.
Under the sun, the old man's shadow stretched very long... very long...
