Returning to Yuquanshan Nursing Home, from a distance, Young Master Tang saw the old lady walking slowly towards the gate with the support of the nurse, her steps were majestic and her shoulders were trembling...
"Grandma, I'm back!" Mr. Tang hurriedly ran to the store and supported the old lady's body. Seeing this, the nurse wisely let go of the old lady's body and stood aside...
"Xiaofei? My Xiaofei is back? That damn old man, we have so many talented people in China, why did he let you go to Africa? How did you live there? I heard that you were in danger?" The old lady
As soon as I saw Mr. Tang, I burst into tears...
"Grandma, I'm fine. I came back fine and completed the task assigned to me by the country. I'm fine!" Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Well, let me see, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay! Which goddamned guy is going to attack you?" Grandma said.
"I'm not sure about this, but they are all mercenaries. It will be fine now that I return to China. People from those mercenary organizations dare not come to China." Tang Dashao said.
"Well, just stay in our country. Don't go out and run around. Go home with your grandma. Your grandpa actually feels sorry for you. I heard that you were attacked and lost your temper. He even threw the plate.
Got two.”
"This old immortal thing, once he loses his temper, is like a stubborn donkey and throws everything. Those two plates were given to us by Taizu back then. We have always cherished them and have used them for so many years.
Not a single flaw was left, so it’s a good thing that it was smashed to pieces by this old thing..." the old lady muttered.
When Young Master Tang heard this, he was moved and a little distressed...
Young Master Tang was certainly touched that his grandfather cared so much about him, but when he heard that the old man threw two plates angrily, he naturally felt distressed. There is no doubt that the two plates that were thrown must be Mao porcelain...
"Grandma, if the two plates are broken, they will be broken. Wait a few days and I will send you another set. I guarantee it will be exactly the same as the one sent by Taizu." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Haha, you will make your grandma happy. How can this thing be exactly the same? It was a gift from Taizu. It is said that the secret recipe has long been lost. Even if you imitate it, you can't make it the same. Besides, it's too
The things our ancestors gave us are of extraordinary significance to us." The old lady said with a smile.
"I know, grandma, that one is called Mao Ci. I really have hundreds of them there. Mr. Tang has seen them. They are the same as his ones. I will send them to you when I get back." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Do you really have one? This thing is very rare." The old lady said in surprise.
Of course, many people choose to keep the porcelain given by Taizu, but there are not many people who can catch Taizu's eyes and ask him to donate porcelain. However, people have the habit of following the trend, and the so-called fashion also starts from the top class of society.
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The tableware used by Taizu and the founding generals suddenly became popular, and many people began to find ways to get woolen porcelain, but very few people could get it. The old lady remembered that there were people who paid a lot of money just for theirs.
This set of tableware…
"Well, one time I picked up hundreds of pieces by mistake. I will take photos and send them to you. You can choose whichever one you like." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
If he can do his part in filial piety for the old lady, Mr. Tang will not be stingy with a few young porcelains...
"Oh? Hundreds of pieces? That's a lot, so I won't be polite." The old lady smiled.
"Haha, grandma, why are you so polite to your grandson?" Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Hey, grandma, why do you always ignore my existence every time Xiao Liuyi comes over?" Ye Qun sighed at the side.
He and Young Master Tang came here together. Although Young Master Tang ran a few steps first at the beginning, it would not have taken so long to meet his own grandson without even saying a word...
"Boy, you are so naughty at such an old age. You should really let your father teach you a lesson... This little girl looks very familiar. I seem to have seen her somewhere. Who brought her?" The old lady looked at her.
Towards Yun Shang Shang...
"Xiao Liu brought it here..." Ye Qun pursed his lips and smiled.
"Xiaofei? You, I have to talk about you. You said you already have three such good girls, why are you still looking for another girl? You can't do this. I want to call your mother.
Let him train you well..." The old lady frowned slightly when she heard this...
Young Master Tang broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. What's the look in the old lady's eyes? This is obviously Yun Changshang, okay? Why are you looking for another girl...
"Grandma, I am Yun Shangshang. We met last time when grandpa celebrated his ninetieth birthday." Yun Shangshang took a step forward and said proactively.
"Yun Shangshang? You are the little fairy in white clothes. Look, you have changed your clothes and your demeanor has changed so much that I can't even recognize you..." The old lady suddenly remembered after hearing this and couldn't help laughing.
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"My dress this time is different from usual..." Yun Shangshang looked at the denim outfit she was wearing. It was completely different from the fluttering white skirt she wore before...
"Haha, you look a bit like us mortal women dressed like this. The dress you wore before is very similar to the person in the painting." The old lady smiled.
"Old lady, what are you doing outside the door? Tang Fei and the others are back, why don't you let them in quickly? You're such a bitch..."
At this time, the old man's voice came from the small courtyard...
"Let's go, the old man can't wait any longer, haha..." the old lady smiled.
"Well, grandma, you walk steadily, I will support you." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
Entering the small courtyard, I saw the old man lying alone on a deck chair. There was a small parasol above the deck chair. Next to it was a small stone table with a teapot and several cups. There was also a nurse taking care of the courtyard.
There are three guards around...
"Grandpa, I'm back!" Young Master Tang came to the old man, and a thousand words turned into four words: "I'm back"...
"Well, okay, okay, okay, just come back safely!"
The old man calmed down and carefully looked at Young Master Tang up and down. He found that he had no arms or legs. He nodded with satisfaction. He was very pleased that this was his grandson who had excellently completed the tasks entrusted to him by the country.
Task!
"I'm sorry, grandpa, for making you worry. I heard from grandma that you broke two plates that Taizu gave you..." Young Master Tang scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.
"Two of them fell down. This old woman is really troublesome, she always throws everything away..." the old man said depressedly.
Although he was sulking and had always known the news about Tang Fei, at this point, he was not very willing to let Young Master Tang know, nor did he want to express it...
This is the difference between men and women. Men’s love is always expressed through practical actions. They cannot express it and always keep it in their hearts...
"You damn old man, how can you talk?" The old lady pinched her waist with both hands and looked at the old man "viciously" and said...
"Haha, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Tang Fei, tell me about your experience in Africa. Don't miss anything. Africa, I haven't been to that place yet." The old man said with a smile.
"Yes, Grandpa, in fact, there is nothing good about Africa. Famines and wars are endless. The borders of the countries are blurred. They often fight for the territory. There are also mercenary organizations to cause trouble. In short, it is very chaotic, but it is not a big benefit. Relatively
Generally speaking, the air there is better and there are more wild animals..." Young Master Tang began to talk about everything he experienced in Africa...
The old man and the old lady, including Ye Qun, have never been to Africa. Now hearing about Young Master Tang's experience in Africa is full of freshness. Ye Qun has already listened to some of the content, but he is still not tired of it...
Mr. Tang talked in great detail, from the airport he saw when he arrived in Africa, to the road conditions he saw outside the airport, to the cars that came to pick him up, to eating, living, living, hunting, etc., all the things he saw in Africa
He basically listed all the behaviors that Africa has had...
"Well, I am very interested in what you are talking about. In fact, China in the past was similar to the Africa you mentioned. There were wars everywhere. At that time, there were many wild animals in China. Didn't I tell your grandfather
You and everyone in our village have eaten bamboo rice. When we were making a living in the mountains, there were still quite a lot of wild animals."
"It's just that in recent years, China's economic progress has been faster and faster, and the damage to the environment has also become increasingly serious. This problem has attracted the attention of the superiors, and we are looking for a middle solution." The old man nodded.
"Well, Africa is basically like this." Tang Dashao said.
"Haha, I heard that when you were betting against Koizumi Shiichiro and that American Phillips, you slept in the first half of the game? What's going on?" The old man asked with a smile, and at the same time glanced at Yun Changshang.
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"This can be regarded as one of my tactics. First, let Phillips and Koizumi Shiichiro play real fire, and then observe their playing styles, and then formulate tactics..." Mr. Tang scratched his head and said.
Of course it’s hard to tell the true story, I can only make it up...
"Haha, okay, actually you did a good job beating that Xiaozumi Juichiro. You're a little devil, you just need a lesson." The old man said with a smile.
Hearing this, Young Master Tang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm afraid you have killed countless Japanese..."
"Haha, that's right. If one shot goes down, who knows how many people will die? It's impossible to calculate." The old man said with a smile.
"You haven't said why someone wants to kill you twice?" the old lady suddenly said.
"Kill you twice? Not once?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip the words. Ye Qun was surprised and said that Tang Fei had said it once before when he was telling himself...
"The first time was when we were attacked by mercenaries on the way back. Thanks to Ahu's wit, otherwise, I would probably be drinking tea with King Yama now..." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Ahu, is he one of the two guards you brought over?" the old man asked.
"Well, yes, actually, grandpa, you have met them, Ahu and Abao. They are the bodyguards of my brother Wang Jun. I took them with me to Africa this time. Do you still remember the last time you went there?
No, after you got off the plane, the security personnel clashed with two people, and those two were Ah Hu and Ah Bao," said Young Master Tang.
"Haha, it turns out it's them. I remember they are good soldiers. I heard from the guards around me that they are also the elites of our Chinese special forces." The old man said with a smile.
"Yes, but the situation was very dangerous. The firepower of those guys was very fierce, and the rockets were coming in rows..." Mr. Tang described the scene in detailed language...
"This Ahu is not bad. Haha, the driver of General Mota's car was blown up, but he can still hold on. It's really amazing!" the old man said with a smile.
"Well, this is how I was assassinated for the first time. There should be no hatred between this mercenary group and me. Maybe someone paid them to kill me, because they started to pay attention to me a long time ago.
It's just because I'm in China and this is a forbidden area for mercenaries, that's why they didn't come over." Young Master Tang said.
"Yes, China will always be a forbidden land for mercenaries. Five thousand years of historical lessons tell us that there can never be two sets of political power in a country, let alone two sets of armed forces!" the old man said solemnly.
"Well, so they should have a purpose." Young Master Tang said.
"Is there anyone you suspect?" the old man asked.
"Yes, Xiangjia!" said Young Master Tang.
"Well, it is indeed possible for the Xiang family. You don't need to worry about this matter for now. I will let people investigate. If it is really the Xiang family who did it, hum!" the old man snorted coldly.
When he was young, he was also a decisive person, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the position of a general step by step. For such a person, if someone wanted to threaten his grandson, he would not hold back...
"Okay, grandpa, I'll just pretend this never happened." Young Master Tang smiled. He believed that it would be more reasonable for grandpa to handle it than for him...
"Well, what about the second time? What happened this time? The information was also vague..." the old man asked.
"The second time, this will be a bit troublesome, because the person who came to assassinate me, I know, is Phillips' bodyguard..." Mr. Tang frowned.
"Phillips' bodyguard? That American gambling king?" the old man asked.
"Yes, it's him." Young Master Tang replied.
"Is it because I want to kill you for a gamble?"
"No, this guy acted without authorization. Phillips had already returned to the United States at that time. This guy's real target was not me, but Chang Shang..." Young Master Tang said with some embarrassment.
"Huh? Chang Shang? The more you talk, the more confused I become..." The old man shook his head.
"Old man, this involves another world..." Young Master Tang hesitated for a moment and said softly...
The old man looked at a few people, thought for a while and said: "It's okay, just tell me, they are all our own..."
He and Young Master Tang already knew the world of superpowers, and Yun Changshang was originally from that world. As for the old lady and Ye Qun, it didn't matter if they knew something. After all, it was not something that needed to be kept secret, as long as it was not known to the public.