Chapter one hundred and eighty seventh strange man
The old man's eyes were immediately attracted to that old gun.
Here Huang Qiang is still saying: "It's a pity that this gun is so well preserved, but it has such a big gap." Huang Qiang held it in his hand and looked at the triangular gap in the magazine area, feeling regretful.
"show me."
When Huang Qiang raised his head, the old man was already standing in front of him, with tears of excitement in his eyes, staring at this old-fashioned shell gun that had nothing special about it and could only be used as an exhibit.
Touching the body of the gun and looking at the gap, the old man leaned under the light and found a line of small characters on the handle of the gun. It marked the most special date of distribution of this gun. It was hand-engraved. This gun has a special meaning.
, only a very few people know about it.
"Girl, where did this gun come from?" The old man looked at his granddaughter with a solemn expression. It is said that guns like this can no longer exist among the people. Even he has only seen and known about it but has never touched it.
"A meeting gift from Grandpa Dayu." Pei Pei also noticed the changes in his grandfather.
"Huh?" The old man turned his attention to Cheng Xiaoyu.
"This is my grandfather's thing. I have seen it before." Cheng Xiaoyu told the truth.
"Cheng, Cheng, Cheng..." The old man muttered with his eyes closed. He suddenly paused and turned to ask Pei Jianjun: "Give me the phone number of Suolian's family."
Everyone in the room noticed that the atmosphere was a bit tense. Don't look at the juniors who are showing off their power outside and staring at the titles of the children of the aristocratic family. Everyone here is a kitten.
Cheng Xiaoyu also felt something. He looked at Pei Pei and a clear but vague clue began to emerge. Why did Commander Suo spare no effort to stand on Cheng Xiaoyu's side and gather a group of people after Cheng Xiaoyu caused trouble?
He gave real support to Sheng Huaiyuan, and the attitude of the J Provincial Military Region towards Sheng Huaiyuan also changed, from not interfering in local affairs to supporting Sheng Huaiyuan without reservation. There should be a thread connecting this, but no one noticed it before.
Find out where this thread is and why it is connected.
An old-fashioned shell gun was used to find this wire.
"Jianjun, Yuejin, girl, Xiaocheng, come in with me." The old man signaled that everyone could disperse.
Everyone, including the younger generation, was curious to find out who would leave, and they all had a strong interest in Cheng Xiaoyu. Could it be that this man who was hailed by everyone as the most awesome toad in the country in the new century?
A frog prince?
In the inner hall, the old man picked up the phone.
"Dad, look at the time..." Pei Jianjun pointed to the clock on the wall. It was already past nine o'clock.
"The cannon barrel of Chain Chain was still snoring five minutes ago. When the charge is sounded, he is guaranteed to be the first one to rush out of the trench with the gun." The old man said while dialing the number.
"Hey, let Suolian answer the phone."
Suo Minmin is a workaholic. He just finished counting the inventory in the equipment department and felt very uncomfortable all over. When he got home and was about to take a hot bath, the intercom phone with a special number on the table rang. The ringing of this phone did not mean that there was a major incident.
The notification was from someone with sufficient identity. When he picked up the phone, even though the tone of the other party was very unkind, Suo Minmin still held back his anger caused by fatigue and irritability at work: "Who are you?"
"I am Pei Taihang."
Pei Taihang?
Suo Minmin searched his memory, but he didn't have any impression. He was not from the Pei family.
Pei Yuejin smiled and handed over his hand to his father, then pointed at Pei Pei and shook his head, meaning that the other party may be a junior and does not know your name.
"Hello, I'm Pei Yuejin."
"Ah, Uncle Pei." Suo Minmin was stunned for a moment. Although the two families are not a political philosophy group, because Huang Qiang is Grandma Huang's distant nephew, the two families are somewhat related, so they are much closer in name.
"It was my father just now. Please answer the phone, Commander Suo." After Pei Yuejin finished speaking, he handed the phone back to his father. Unexpectedly, Suo Minmin on the other end of the phone was completely stunned. Pei Taihang, Mr. Pei!
Suo Lianben had already gone to bed. She got sleepy early because of her age. If ordinary people asked Minmin, she would have blocked it. However, she did not dare to block Mr. Pei's call anyway and woke her grandfather up.
The conversation between the two old men was very short, with only a few words. Cheng Xiaoyu only heard Mr. Pei asking: "Is that the grandfather of Xiao Cheng?" Then there were no more complete words, such as um, um, etc.
After that, hang up the phone.
"Grandpa..." Cheng Xiaoyu is the most anxious among everyone now. He has always felt that his grandfather has some unknown secrets. Now there seems to be hope of knowing. Can he not be anxious?
The old man smiled and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with a special warmth in his eyes: "There are some things that you should let your grandpa tell you himself. He doesn't want to say it. If we do it for you, it will not be beautiful. I can only tell you that you
Grandpa is a hero, an unsung hero in the true sense. I admire him very much. Pei Pei, take good care of this gun."
As he spoke, the old man walked into the study and came out a minute later, holding a small brocade box in his hand.
"I've neglected my duty as a grandpa, and I've made an old friend laugh at me now that I'm old." He shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, with a hint of shame in his smile.
"Here, kid, take this as my apology."
Pei Jianjun and Pei Yuejin were dumbfounded. They knew what was in this brocade box. Their father had always loved it like a treasure. Unexpectedly, he took it out today and gave it to Cheng Xiaoyu. Could it be said that the value of the shell gun can be equal to that in the brocade box?
Comparing things?
A fountain pen is very ordinary, just like a shell gun. If we look at value, both items are not worth much. But what we need to look at is the historical value of this thing, that is, who was its owner.
Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to refuse, but the old man didn't give him a chance to say anything: "When I saw your grandfather saying hello to me, I said that Pei Shitou was embarrassed. If I had the chance, I would invite him to drink to make amends."
Cheng Xiaoyu nodded solemnly and put the pen into the brocade box. It was very precious and he held it in his hand. Although he didn't know the origin of this thing, it could make both Pei Jianjun and Pei Yuejin stunned. How could it be a mortal thing?
After the old man gave the gift, it was equivalent to giving a farewell order. He stood up, Cheng Xiaoyu and Pei Pei left the inner hall. When Pei Huan and others waiting outside saw the brocade box in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, they were even more shocked than the two brothers Pei Jianjun.
Sheng Meilan also had a look of disbelief.
It wasn't until the two of them got into the car and left, and Pei Pei made a phone call to his mother in the car, that he realized the value of the pen in the brocade box. It was used by the Prime Minister and given to his grandfather. At his age, he could
There should only be one person he calls Prime Minister, so one can imagine the symbolic value of this pen.
"It seems your grandpa is angry." Cheng Xiaoyu pulled the car to the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and digested everything he saw tonight.
"But his attitude towards you has changed." Pei Pei nodded. In the past, my grandfather was very indifferent to Cheng Xiaoyu's closeness, just like a god to a mortal he likes. He would not have too many emotional fluctuations towards you, let alone not to worry about you.
I was happy, angry and sad. But just now, everyone could see the old man's hidden unhappiness. He also showed more humane emotions towards Cheng Xiaoyu, as if he were a junior in the family, instead of the past where you were just the object of my granddaughter's liking.
, the young man who barely got my approval and thought that you can give her happiness. This change may not seem big, but in fact it is a huge impact on a person's dignity. Perhaps the old man also feels that he has lost his temper, and cannot explain it due to his age and identity.
I had no choice but to give a farewell order.
"Will you change?" Cheng Xiaoyu didn't feel the so-called ecstasy at this time, but felt very disappointed. The old man did not hide the changes in certain relationships at all, because of grandpa?
Pei Pei leaned gently on his shoulder, looking dimly at the street lights on the dark night street, and said in a long voice: "Fat man, I am still a thin man, and I will always be a thin man."
In the dark car, two hearts were pressed together tightly. After all, people are human beings, not gods. Their emotions and desires dominate their thoughts. Even an elder like Mr. Pei is inevitably like this.
A little bit of utilitarianism, what Cheng Xiaoyu thought of at this time was what his grandfather said: "This family is poorer and tired. It plows in spring and harvests in autumn. It eats well and sleeps well. If you go out, you will not be able to sleep."
Grandpa, I understand!
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Mr. Pei sat back on the mahogany chair, a self-deprecating look flashed across his face, and he did not hide it in front of his two sons.
"Dad." Since Pei Yuejin was born, it seems that he has never seen his father so lonely.
"I've been an official for a long time, and I'm numb. I'm really numb. Old Monster Cheng, Old Monster Cheng, you old boy are mocking me." Mr. Pei said to himself, laughing at himself, feeling ashamed, and his anger was just fleeting.
, gradually unknown joy appeared in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised as he spoke, and a smile appeared on his cheeks.
Pei Jianjun and Pei Yuejin's faces were full of worry, fearing that their father's body would not be able to withstand such rapid emotional changes.
A few minutes later, Mr. Pei's expression returned to normal, and he seemed to be murmuring and telling a story: "That gun was once distributed by the Security Bureau to the central leaders. The leaders did not carry guns with them. The symbolic meaning is relatively large, even
Some chiefs would not accept it. Back then, the chairman received one and gave it to a person, a strange man, in front of everyone. He said that he was a soldier and he never wanted to go down in history in the military.
Jianshu, who killed the Japanese in the Northeast Anti-Japanese War at a young age, and his ability to move up and down made the Japanese fearful. It is said that he is not a soldier. When the country is in crisis, he can see the situation clearly. The power of one person cannot change the entire country. From the Northeast
After leaving the customs, he first went to Shanxi, where he served as an ordinary soldier fighting the Japanese and made many military exploits. When spies sneaked into Yan'an and the safety of the leaders was threatened, he withdrew from the battlefield and served as an ordinary guard.
From the late Anti-Japanese War to the founding of New China, he captured dozens of spies. The bodyguards who later served as the Chairman, from a strong young man in his early twenties to the age of knowing destiny, were always just a bodyguard, including the head of the Central Committee
No one, including me, regarded him as an ordinary guard."
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