Seeing that the old man stood up tremblingly after listening to Ouyang Lei's words, and with Ouyang Lei's support, he walked towards the door of the small auditorium. The guests present looked at each other, and they were a little confused. With Ouyang Lei,
Given the old man's status, who else is worthy of being welcomed in person?
The mystery was soon revealed, because from the door of the auditorium, an old man sitting in a wheelchair was pushed in. Zhuang Rui's sharp eyes saw at a glance that the man sitting was actually Mr. Song, and the person pushing the wheelchair
The person was, of course, Song Jun. Behind the wheelchair were four or five doctors wearing military uniforms and white coats.
"Brother Ouyang, you are celebrating your ninetieth birthday. You and your sister-in-law have been together through thick and thin for seventy years. It is a joy to congratulate you..."
Mr. Song, who was sitting in a wheelchair, raised his hands before Ouyang Gang came closer and paid his birthday to today's birthday man.
"Brother Song, you...are you okay?"
Ouyang Gang walked closer and looked at his old comrade in disbelief.
"We are so old, what's so good about it? Brother, you didn't see that there is a group of people following us..."
Mr. Song was a little helpless when he spoke. After taking an injection and sleeping yesterday, he felt very energetic. While chatting with Song Jun, he overheard that today was Ouyang Gang's 90th birthday, and he got excited.
The main reason for coming to wish me happy birthday is that I have been lying in bed for a long time and wanted to get out and move around.
It's just that his activity didn't matter. It alarmed the entire hospital. This was no small matter. It not only had to be reported to the Central Advisory Committee, but also the Central Security Bureau. You must know that Mr. Song was in the political arena at that time, and his level had reached the level of Zhengguo.
level, no less influential than Ouyang Gang in the army.
"Okay! Okay! In these years, today is the most comfortable..."
Ouyang Gang laughed from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that this old man who had known him for more than half a century could actually walk out of the hospital bed. Seeing that his complexion was recovering well, Ouyang Gang was really happy. What a happy birthday.
, no matter what the 70th wedding anniversary is, he is more happy than seeing his old comrade recovering.
Not to mention the two old men holding hands and talking freely, the princes from all walks of life sitting in the birthday banquet hall were staring straight at this, and they almost couldn't believe their own eyes.
Although most of these local officials are from the Ouyang family faction, Ouyang Gang has a very good relationship with Mr. Song, and the two families can complement each other in many fields. Therefore, these people took the opportunity to visit Beijing to pay their birthdays in the past few days.
Most of them also visited Mr. Song who was lying in the hospital bed.
It's just that Mr. Song was in a coma at that time. He only woke up for half an hour in a day. Anyone could see that Mr. Song had passed away not long ago. Who would have thought that in just one day, the old man could actually...
He was discharged from hospital to attend Ouyang Gang's 90th birthday.
Although technology is advancing with each passing day and medicine is becoming more advanced, it seems that it is still not possible to allow critically ill people to recover so quickly, right? Some people who know the director of the hospital have already taken out their mobile phones, lowered their heads and started making phone calls in a low voice.
, Mr. Song’s recovery is not a trivial matter, and some domestic patterns will even change as a result.
It's just that these people's inquiries are destined to be fruitless. The deputy dean with the rank of senior colonel was scolded after reporting Mr. Song's recovery status. What he meant was that as materialists, we
Communists cannot believe in those stories about ghosts and gods, but they still need to understand scientifically and find out the reasons.
Comrade Dean is worried right now. If he could explain it clearly scientifically, he wouldn't have submitted the report about Mr. Song's dream.
At this time, Song Jun had already pushed Mr. Song to the birthday banquet hall where Ouyang Gang was sitting. Someone brought another chair and placed it next to Ouyang Gang. With the help of his grandson, Mr. Song sat on the chair.
Judging from this situation, after a while, Mr. Song might be able to walk on the ground.
Suddenly, the birthday banquet hall became lively. The original guests also lined up to congratulate Mr. Song on his recovery. However, the start of the birthday banquet was postponed a little later, but no one cared about this, except
Except for those ignorant children, no one comes here just to eat or drink.
"Huh? Brother Ouyang, is there such fresh fruit in this weather?"
After dealing with a circle of people, Mr. Song accidentally saw the birthday gift sent by Zhuang Rui. His eyes lit up. People who have been sick in bed for a long time like to see those colors full of vitality. This is also the best way to go to the hospital.
One of the reasons why he liked to send flowers so much when he was a patient was that the plate of colorful fresh fruits in front of him made Mr. Song feel like he had a big appetite.
"My grandson gave it to me. What's the matter, can your teeth still bite? I'll give you a grape."
There were so many people paying birthdays just now, and Mr. Song came right after that. Ouyang Gang didn't take a closer look at the birthday gift. It wasn't until he turned around to get the bunch of grapes that he felt something was wrong.
He said "Hey" and grabbed the longevity peach in the middle with his right hand.
Mr. Song saw something wrong with Ouyang Gang's expression and asked, "Brother Ouyang, what's wrong?"
"This...this thing...is fake!"
Ouyang Gang was surprised. He spoke a little louder, which caused everyone to look at the fake thing he said. They all didn't understand. At most, the variety of this food can only be said to be bad. How could it be true or false?
There is no trademark on it.
"Fake?"
Mr. Song was also sitting next to the coffee table. He reached out and touched the jade carving. A look of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes. At his age, it can almost be said that a mountain collapsed before his eyes without changing his expression. But this little thing
Son, it made Mr. Song look shocked.
"This is a jade carving ornament. Brother Ouyang, your grandson has put in a lot of effort. There are longevity peaches on this thing. These colors represent happiness, prosperity and happiness. Huh? It's Xiaogu's craftsmanship. Not bad, not bad, rare.
It’s rare!”
Mr. Song held the ornament on his lap and looked at it carefully for a while. He even turned over the bottom and looked at it. He couldn't help but look envious on his face. How could he have encountered this object before? You know,
Mr. Song was not only fond of antique calligraphy and painting, he was also very knowledgeable in gold, stone and jade.
"Is this good?!"
Ouyang Gang was a little dissatisfied with the old man's words. He knew that his old comrade had always been obsessed with antiques and other things. Before liberation, he wiped his ass with the Tang and Song Dynasty paintings from the landlord's house, but he had not done so in the past few decades.
Don't be bullied by him.
"It doesn't make sense to you. Let me tell you this. This thing is just as good as Cixi's jade cabbage. With this naturally grown jade material, as well as this ingenious conception and craftsmanship, it is called a "national treasure"
"That's not an exaggeration..."
Mr. Song was a little excited and spoke a little faster. A blush surged on his face. Song Jun, who was standing aside, was so frightened that he quickly said: "Grandpa, don't be excited. I'll get one for you later..."
While talking, Song Jun also glared at Zhuang Rui who was standing not far away. It's not your fault that you have so many good things, but it's wrong to show them off. If your old man really wants them, where can he give them to him?
Is he going to find him?
"What do you know? Go ahead, I dare say there will never be another thing like this in the world. It's priceless, a priceless treasure..." Mr. Song scolded his grandson, his eyes never leaving the jade carving.
.
After hearing what Mr. Song said, the people sitting in the birthday banquet hall, some of whom felt closer to the two old men, all came over to take a look at this ornament. It can be called a national treasure by Mr. Song, even if it is not
A national treasure becomes a national treasure from now on.
Of course, these people just find it strange and have no interest in the thing itself. No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a piece of jade. What's the use if it can't be eaten or drunk? It's just that people who originally felt that Zhuang Rui was stingy have changed now.
If you have the impression that you dare to love others, you are not stingy, but you are generous and boundless.
"Brother, if you like it, just play with it..." Ouyang Gang saw that the object Zhuang Rui gave was so precious, and he was very proud of it. However, he had no interest in it, so he was ready to give it away generously.
"Forget it, this object is worth hundreds of millions. Your grandson can give it to me, and so can my grandson. When I turn ninety next year, you can come and take a look..."
Mr. Song's words surprised those who had seen this thing before. Although they are considered to be prominent outside, they are in charge of the government. If any policy is implemented, the interests of all parties involved will be countless.
It's calculated in tens of millions, but such a small thing is actually worth hundreds of millions, which is much higher than the annual fiscal revenue of a poor county.
So some people began to wonder, should we conduct some archaeological excavations in the jurisdiction? These things that have never been paid attention to before can also create economic value. If these people's ideas are known to the archaeological departments, they will definitely
The person who came to send a letter of thanks to Zhuang Rui finally had a leader paying attention to his Qingshui Yamen.
But Song Jun was confused at this moment. Where would he go to get this stuff next year? When he looked at Zhuang Rui again, his eyes were about to burst into flames.
After this small episode, the birthday banquet continued. The old man and the old lady symbolically drank the wine toasted by everyone, and then left the banquet and returned to the small courtyard. Ouyang Gang did not want to drink more symbolically, but he could not stand the health doctor around him.
Don't let me.
Naturally, Mr. Song also followed. The two old comrades wanted to have a good chat today.
"Zhuang Rui, don't run away..."
After the banquet was over, Zhuang Rui was thinking about Peng Fei and greeted his uncle and others. When he was about to drive away from Yuquan Mountain, he was blocked by the Song Army.
