Five hundred and fiftieth chapters mica body (nine)
It was around five o'clock in the morning in Xiacheng time. It was rare for He Donglou to get up at this point in ten years. Well, it was also because he had a dinner at home last night. It was rare to spend a night at home, so naturally he couldn't stay for a long time. He took care of it casually, and then
Tiptoeing out.
The house where Ho Tung Tower is located is the residence of his grandfather, General Ho Chong, the former commander-in-chief of the Aerospace Forces. After retiring, the old man has been staying at home, doing some inexplicable research, almost never leaving the door.
The state of being unable to open the door.
The old man thinks this is good, but it's just that the activists among his grandchildren, like He Donglou, have to be brought back for education one or two days a week. If they want to play something big, they have to look forward and backward, which is very unpleasant.
profit.
Over the years, I have become accustomed to it. As I grow older, He Donglou has also learned to adjust:
When doing things for others, you must learn to suppress first and then exaggerate, hold back first and then feel refreshed, and self-regulate the excitement threshold. In this way, you can fly again in the next week...
"We'll be there in 5 minutes."
After sending a message to the bodyguard, He Donglou yawned again and walked downstairs along the safe route he had chosen.
It was quiet in the house. After turning the corner, the long corridor facing the courtyard was connected to the courtyard. It brought in the light from the courtyard and the very weak morning light from the sky, and blended it with the light coming from the crack in the door of the room on the other side.
, forming obvious color spots.
Shall I wipe it?
He Donglou stopped abruptly, and the continuous vibrations coming from the air at this time reduced to vague sounds in his ears. The old man's energetic voice was clearer in comparison.
At least He Donglou heard it right away.
It doesn’t make sense!
He Donglou subconsciously looked around and confirmed that this was the safe route he had chosen. The old man was old, slept short and shallow, and got up early every day, but usually he walked in circles in the small yard on the other side.
My son is boxing or something. The greenhouse and sunroom here are not open until the sun rises. What are you doing here?
"Master Lou."
The sudden greeting made He Donglou's chest pound and the hair on the back of his head stand up. He finally suppressed his scream and turned his head. He saw that it was Lao Zhang, the old man's full-time bodyguard, who had appeared beside him at some point.
rear.
This old bodyguard was said to be older than the old man. He had been with the old man for almost half his life. He was a true confidant and a man who was about to become a spirit. He Donglou was really worried.
He forced a smile: "
Old...Uncle Zhang, my grandfather woke up early enough. Who bothered him so early?"
"Mr. Zheng is talking to the commander."
Lao Zhang keeps a certain distance from these relatives in his family. The "Mr. Zheng" he calls is actually He Chong's eldest son, He Donglou's father, and the chief of staff of the Xiacheng Coastal Defense Force, He Bozheng.
After hearing this, He Donglou's calves became more and more cramped, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Lao Zhang was beside him, so turning back like this was like being a thief, which was really awkward.
After a moment of hesitation, the old man's voice became clearer in the sunroom: "If you want someone, give it to me! She is young, but she is a world-renowned expert and professor, so there is only one more person and one less appointment letter.
It is good for a few people to be students, and it is also good to be used as teaching aids. It is considered as practice outside the school, which is better than them falling asleep in the classroom!"
Next, it was He Bozheng who was probably speaking, but his voice was lowered and could not be heard clearly.
But the old man quickly brought it up again: "Don't make people scared. I approved your joining the army, and I took care of you a few times without conscience. But you are used to things, ups and downs, and in the end you can't do it."
I'm in charge, I'm coming back to run for election... It doesn't matter whether I succeed or not, character is always an issue!
"If you ask me, if there is such a good thing, why don't you send a few monkeys at home there too? It's almost the 22nd century, and your mind is still spinning in the framework of the last century, the last century... You also have to go there
, it’s the best time to get over it! It’s also because I’m getting older, and I’m more pessimistic. I feel like I won’t live long enough and there’s no time to change, otherwise I should get over it.”
Oh my god, the old man is getting more and more verbose now, and he makes these long remarks out of nowhere... Little old man, you must resist it!
He Donglou listened in confusion, and felt that the momentum was not good. His scalp and ears were itching. Without hesitation, his heels automatically spun and he was about to walk back.
Unexpectedly, there was a continuous "bang bang bang" sound on the stairs at the back, and some rough boys jumped down in twos and twos and shouted:
"Brother Lou, it's so early!"
"Shh, shh!"
He Donglou was really shocked this time and was covered in white hair and sweat. He hated that his hands were short and weak and he couldn't cover the man's mouth.
The guy at the back is named He Dongliang. He is the younger cousin of his third uncle and is still in middle school. Recently, he has become obsessed with extraordinary strength. He gets up early every day to exercise his muscles and bones. At such a young age, he is full of tendons and is clamoring to become a famous teacher.
Learn unique skills.
It is said that the old man is seriously considering it, which is really crazy!
It is said that although Ho Tung Lou is positioned as a big playboy in the family, the rough boy in front of him can knock him out of the corridor with his brute force. However, due to his rich love history and good aesthetics, accumulated over the years, he can also knock him out of the corridor.
He is the envy of many people, and there are quite a few crazy fans in his family.
The little guy in front of me is one of them.
It’s just that today, this kid is so stupid that it’s not the right time or the right place!
No matter how He Donglou tried to stop him, it was still too late after all. On the other side of the sunroom, the voice fell a little, and after a while, there were footsteps, the half-open door opened, and He Bozheng appeared at the door. He has always been called friendly by outsiders.
Her round face was stern at this time, not giving her son a good look:
"come here."
He Donglou secretly screamed that he was finished, and then gouged out his eyes fiercely at He Dongliang. The latter also knew that he had gotten into trouble, and he stuck out his tongue and was about to go back. Unexpectedly, in the sunroom, the old man raised his voice:
"Come here, everyone, and accept the mission."
"Yes, Commander!" He Dongliang was a naive person after all. He yelled and passed away like a tiger.
He Donglou had no reason to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and walk into the sunroom despite his father's cold eyes.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard the old man laughing: "Young man, you have been persisting for more than half a year. Now that you are qualified, who are you going to learn from?"
"Of course we need to find someone with great ability. We also have this condition." He Dongliang puffed out his chest and belly, showing great confidence.
He Chong grinned. He had a wide mouth, a straight nose, and a rosy face. Although he was nearly ninety years old, he still had a lot of black hair and a very strong body.
In his early years, he experienced distortions and the chaos of the three wars, and his family died early. He only got married and had children for the second time when he was almost fifty years old, so most of his grandchildren are still young. To be honest, he is quite doted on, especially for someone with a bad temper like He Dongliang.
He has a big appetite, so he deliberately teases:
"Are you going to smash your father's little treasury?"
He Dongliang sneered: "It's been all these years, how many capable people can spend money on it?"
He Chong Dale: "Yes, Xiao Dongliang's idea is the best, it seems he has a good idea!"
"That's right, there's no need to ask for help. I'll tell Sister Yueyin later that my brother-in-law is just a handful!"
He Donglou made a "poof", but suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked again, it turned out that his father's face had turned dark.