To say that Xue Xiangneng was interested in Mr. An, it was not enough to simply say the right words a few times. It took a lot of effort. Even every time Songzhuzhai called, he had to judge what he was going to do, and even
Summing up experience, if it is Lao Wang calling, it is definitely about playing chess and chatting. If it is An Zaihai calling, or Lao Wang appearing in person, it means there is something important to discuss.
If it were the second situation, Xue Xiang would have spent all his time on the way here, thinking about the content of the discussion and how to deal with it. It is this kind of cautious planning that Xue Xiang, the little Zhuge, has always played.
Excellent, gradually gained the old man's complete trust, and the greatest respect from the An brothers and Zuo Chen's brother-in-law.
But who knows the hard work involved?
This is a set of lines from "Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan" by He Shen and Lord: They are all jealous of their favorite. Is it so easy to be a favorite?
Generally speaking, Xue Xiang is well-informed, and he can always get inspiration from the political trends in another time and space for further confirmation. He has to guess the old man's thoughts and give good advice. But this time, because of the return of
In such a hurry, he didn't even bother to read the newspaper, and there was no news at all. Xue Xiang was naturally puzzled as to why he was summoned.
After thinking for a long time to no avail, Xue Xiang simply gave up guessing and made up his mind to show off his tactics later.
Unexpectedly, Xue Xiang was overly worried. This time the old man summoned him, not to ask for advice, but to report some news.
No, as soon as Xue Xiang stepped into the main room, he was grabbed by An Zaihai. Xue Xiang took a closer look and saw that An Zaihai's face was full of joy and he had resumed his usual smooth old playboy appearance.
.Where is there any trace of the decadence of being dismissed from office?
When Xue Xiang just greeted the old man and Zuo Qiuming, who was sitting beside him, An Zaihai patted him on the shoulder and said, "That person was reviewed at the Central Committee meeting at noon today."
when!
Xue Xiang's head felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and his whole brain was in a ball of mush. He was truly shocked by the news, because he understood the meaning behind this self-examination all too well.
"Xiao Xue, Xiao Xue. Are you stupid? Haha, when I just heard what the old man said, I was stunned for a long time. Hahaha..."
After An Zaihai pulled him a few times, Xue Xiang suddenly came back to his senses, and a huge wave surged in his chest: Did he change history?!
Seeing Xue Xiang standing speechless, An Zaihai rarely saw that Xue Da Zhuge had lost his mind. Just as he was about to continue teasing a few words, he saw the old man's white eyebrows raised and his face turned dark. He felt a sudden tremor in his heart and quickly stopped talking.
Zuo Qiu Ming laughed secretly that this second brother-in-law had just been a common man for a few days and had completely lost all his decency and manners. He didn't even think about it. If something like this happened, even if you were so happy that you were beating gongs and drums with joy, you would have to keep your face calm.
Zuo Qiuming stood up, affectionately pulled Xue Xiang to sit beside him, and specially handed him a cup of tea. At this moment, Zuo Qiuming was really a little smitten with the young man in front of him. To say the last few times, Zuo Qiuming
The next time Xue Xiang offered advice to help An family overcome the difficulties. It can be explained by coincidence and luck, but this
This time, people put their wealth and life on the line. Without great courage, confidence to win, and superb skills, they would never dare to place a bet. Because the bet was so big that the dice cup would open.
The moment he came out, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the mountains and rivers changed color, but people actually won the bet.
Xue Xiang had a strong mind. He was shocked because of the sudden news. Now he had calmed down. He straightened his back and said to the old man, "Isn't it because the second uncle's good things are coming soon?"
Xue Xiang knew that the old man would never be as impetuous as An Zaihai. The old man was in the middle of the situation and naturally had a clear understanding of the high-level developments. He thought to himself, since the general situation has been determined at this moment, there is no need to work hard to plan and praise, and there will naturally be movement.
The only issue left was Uncle An's position, which was expected to be discussed.
This time, Xue Xiang guessed wrong. The old man recruited him this time not for An Zaihai's sake, but simply because he wanted to see him. To be more specific, after Xue went to the countryside, it was the Spring Festival.
He came to pay New Year's greetings to the old man in a hurry, and there were many high-ranking officials and generals who came back to pay New Year's greetings to the old man. Xue Xiang did not say a few words to the old man at all.
Later, the Kaoshantundongchuang incident happened, and Xue Xiang went on the run, and then he wrote three articles that moved the world, but they were just a few hasty conversations with the old man on the phone. Later, the wanted order was cancelled, and Xue Xiang returned to the capital, but
is again
He had never entered the door of Songzhu Zhai. After all, at that time, he knew that no one was watching over him in the open, but he could not predict how many eyes were staring at him secretly. Therefore, he did not dare to interact with Songzhu Zhai at all, for fear of
It's about moving the whole body with one move.
After careful calculation, including the month of going to Hong Kong, Xue Xiang and the old man have not had a good time together for almost a year and a half.
The relationship between Xue Xiang and Mr. An is very complicated. From the initial chess game, to the mutual friendship and friendship, and now the vague and unclear love between ancestors and grandchildren. And the old man
He was already in his twilight years and became sentimental in his old age. Therefore, as soon as he learned that Xue Xiang had returned to Beijing and that the overall situation had been laid out at the just-concluded meeting, he immediately ordered Lao Wang to take Xue Xiang over.
Mr. An waved his hand and asked instead: "How did you do in the exam? I heard that your kid skipped school all day long. Don't make a mess in the exam and make my old man laugh."
Xue Xiang didn't expect that the old man would ask such an irrelevant question. He was about to make a joke when his eyes suddenly glanced at the old man's forehead. He saw that the forehead wrinkles in the middle were a little deeper. When he took a closer look, he found that there were also bags under his eyes.
His hair is getting darker, and his temples are bald. He has not been seen for just half a year, and the old man seems to have aged several years. Come to think of it, the old man has been exhausted mentally and physically from the big game of more than half a year.
At this moment, Xue Xiang suddenly understood why the old man called him. His open mouth made no sound, and his eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
The air in the hall seemed to have solidified, leaving only the lush branches and leaves of the old banyan tree outside the door, casting shadows swaying in the wind beside the door.
The old man seemed to know what Xue Xiang was thinking, so he patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.
Lao Wang looked at the old and the young, and was filled with emotions. His heart was blocked for a moment, and he simply turned his head away. An Zaihai also noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange, and the joy in his heart was now wiped away.
Zuo Qiuming's heart stirred up a storm: The old man is so close to Xue Xiaozi that even Wei Hong is not as close as him, so in the future An's...
"Okay, don't act like a little girl. Lao Wang, sir, I haven't greeted Mr. Xue for more than a year. Today I want to see how much money he has left in the two taels of lard in his belly."
Points." The old man waved his hand, breaking the silence.
"Hey! Hey..." Lao Wang responded repeatedly, turned back to the study, and moved out the chess sets.
Xue Xiang and the old man were in formation under the small window on the left.
Outside the window is a clump of variegated roses, the colors may be light or strong. Although it is not very beautiful, because the window on the other side is also open, the breeze is refreshing, and it also carries with it the faint fragrance of the flowers, which is very pleasant and refreshing.
When Xue Xiang and the old man play chess, they both pay attention to aggression. There will never be that kind of water mill chess without fireworks. The offensive is fierce, the chess game progresses, and the transition is naturally very fast. The bottom of the chess game was reached in half an hour, and it turned into a draw.
Chess situation.
On the chess board, the old man only had two pawns left to cross the river, but Xue Xiang had all the skills. Obviously, it was necessary to rely on these two pawns to break into the heavily guarded military tent and capture the old general. That was a wishful thinking, and Xue Xiang only had one horse left.
Crossing the river, although the old man only had two men left to support him, he was still able to cover up and down, causing Xue Xiang to return without success.
The old man and the young man stood in a stalemate on the chessboard for another moment, then looked at each other and smiled, then they all raised their hands and abandoned their pieces.
"Is it over? We're just in time for dinner to be ready. Come on, come on, everyone, come and try the braised hoof flowers I made." An Zaihai actually put on a kitchen hat and apron and walked over.
Xue Xiang knew that this meal could not be postponed, so he smiled and exchanged a few words with Xue Anyuan. After helping the old man to the table, he walked to the mahogany stool, picked up the phone and called home.
The call was answered by the little guy. There were cheers and laughter on the phone, and he was obviously in a good mood.
Xiaoyi started a world war.
Xue Xiang hung up the phone with a smile and sat back at the dining table. The dinner was very sumptuous. On the mahogany Eight Immortals table, there were seven dishes and one soup, including meat and vegetables. The color was red and bright. The dishes were also arranged very interestingly, including cucumbers and cold vermicelli.
, Vegetarian dishes such as broccoli in oil were placed in front of the old man, while meaty dishes such as braised ham, steamed pork with rice flour, and crispy bone chicken were placed close to Xue Xiang.
The old man is getting older. He has been abstaining from alcohol for many years according to the advice of his health care doctor. But today he seems to be particularly happy. He invited the old man to drink. Everyone tried to persuade him, but they couldn't get over it. Finally, they agreed to drink a small cup each, and the old man reluctantly agreed.
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It was a very enjoyable meal. Xue Xiang always ate fiercely and was never pretentious. He took the bowl and ate at the table full of vegetables. When the old man saw that he was eating happily, he made an exception and used half of the extra bowl.
An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming both took a small taste of the bowl. When the old man put down the bowl, he accurately swallowed the last mouthful of food. Only Xue Xiang was still immersed in his work when the table was full.
Xue Xiang didn't like leftovers when he was eating. Seeing that everyone was not using them, he stood up, took the soup bowl containing the hoof flowers, and poured the rice into it. Several other plates of vegetables were also poured in, and there was another loud bang.
He chewed until he finished the last bowl of soup and then threw away the bowl and chopsticks.
"Seeing Xiao Xue eating can cure his loss of appetite. This appetite is really enviable!" Zuo Qiuming held the tea cup and said with a smile.
The old man had a cup of tea and scolded: "I think you are all used to it. You have never been hungry and don't know how precious food is. In the anti-sweeping campaign in 1942, I only had three bags of sweet potatoes left in one group. I relied on these three bags."
Sweet potatoes, I dug wild vegetables for a month before I could survive.
Go. Back then, I could eat better than Xue Xiaozi. I remember the day when the news of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War came, the army steamed meat buns. I ate twelve of them in one go. This was still inferior. Wang Mazi, the twelve-column man, ate them in one go.
I ate a steamer, a total of eighteen..."
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