"Hey, I haven't ridden a horse for a long time. Since my health has been deteriorating a few years ago, I can only lie in bed almost every day. Even if I leave the bed, I have to sit in a wheelchair. I feel like I'm dead when I'm alive. It's really sad.
."
The old man changed the subject and continued: "In those few years, I have been thinking, what is the meaning of living like this to me? The old guys have already passed away one after another. I live alone in the world, and I just want to do something for myself.
This country only protects us."
"Now that it is so powerful, it no longer needs my old bones. In fact, it is better to die than to live. But... this family cannot do without me. I have never deliberately cultivated anything, but the people in the family
When there are more and more, a circle will naturally form."
"I once thought I could see through this, but before I died, I discovered that my heart was still tied up. I thought I was a person who was willing to dedicate everything to this country and ideals, but after all, I still had selfish motives. This person
…It’s really complicated.”
The old man's tone was quite emotional.
Jiang Fan didn't know how to answer the call.
The identities, statuses, and even life experiences of the two are as different as a chasm, so normally speaking, it is indeed difficult to communicate.
"When I was young, the cavalry was still an important branch of the army. At that time, we focused on the mobility of the troops. If we could seize a Ford truck made in the United States and equipped it with two three-wheelers, we dared to call it a mechanized force. As for the coming
How to achieve the goal of going like the wind? It relies on horses."
"It's not like now. I can't understand the things that come out. If there is a war, if you press a button here, it will be blown into rubble thousands of kilometers away. In our time, how could we dare to think about it? Xiao
Fan, judging from the way you are riding a horse, your riding skills seem to be good, when did you practice it?"
The old man seemed to be recalling the past, but mid-sentence, he suddenly turned to look at Jiang Fan and asked.
"Well, I haven't practiced much, so I just ride blindly. A friend taught me a few times, and didn't you tell me, old man, that the horses in this racecourse are quite docile and easy to control."
Jiang Fan said vaguely.
The old man glanced at Jiang Fan meaningfully, but did not ask any more questions. He just sighed with satisfaction and said, "It's all thanks to you that I can ride a horse again. In the past few days, my health has become worse and worse.
The more comfortable I feel, the more I can feel that I am still alive."
"Old man, you are our national treasure. Not only do you have to live, you also have to live well."
Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"The aging of the body is ultimately irreversible. Although your ginseng is miraculous, it can only slow down the process. In fact, I have no regrets in my life. This country used to be too difficult, and we had to rely on people like us to get through it.
But now that the country is strong, it depends on you to protect it."
When the old man said this, he looked at Jiang Fan again and said leisurely: "Although I don't like the individual heroism of Lao America. After all, the country must rely on the efforts of the group to continue to progress, but there is a saying of Lao America that I quite agree with.
.With great ability comes great responsibility!”
"Xiaofan, meeting you made me realize that your current thinking has not changed, which is not possible. You need to understand as soon as possible that you are no longer an ordinary person, or... your life is destined to be mediocre.
There is no chance, so it will not do you any harm to adapt as soon as possible."
Jiang Fan was stunned and once again didn't know how to answer the call.
The exchange with the old man ended quickly.
Less than an hour later, the health care doctor reminded the old man that it was time to go back for a physical examination and rest.
Even though the ginseng provided by Jiang Fan nourished his body, and even though he was much healthier than before, the old man was still in a state of exhaustion.
Therefore, we still need to be careful at the moment to prevent our improved physical condition from deteriorating again.
After eating something in the rest area of the racecourse, half of the entire jar of wine I brought was consumed, and most of it went into the stomachs of Jiang Fan and Jian Zhongwen.
Then the old man and Jian Zhongwen got into the car home together, but Jian Jiayi sat in the driver's seat of the Aventador.
In order to prevent Jiang Fan from driving drunk, Jian Jiayi had to send Jiang Fan back in person.
"He's a good young man, but... very strange."
The old man who got into the car said with a smile as he watched Aventador leave with the engine roaring.
He had drunk about two taels of wine just now. At this moment, he felt warm all over his body and his mental state was very good.
Compared with ginseng, they have two different feelings, and they seem to complement each other?
"Father, what do you mean by strange...?"
Jian Zhongwen asked somewhat confused.
"There is an inexplicable sense of contradiction in him. He is obviously a very innocent-looking child. I can easily see through what kind of person he is, but... it seems that he is covered in a layer of fog. He is not like him.
Pretend, but it looks like... He himself doesn't know how much potential he has."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said.
"Well, it's true. The conclusions I got from the investigation I arranged for people to conduct on him and what he showed are full of contradictions. But at least now it seems that Jiang Fan is not dangerous, so in-depth investigation
The investigation was never carried out."
Jian Zhongwen said honestly.
"Everyone has secrets, and these secrets often cannot be touched by outsiders. Therefore, people should keep a distance from each other, so that they can have a real sense of security. There is no need to be too wary of him, at least in my opinion.
The young man’s character is indeed very good.”
The old man said slowly.
Jian Zhongwen thought for a while and said softly: "Father, I want to try to bring Jiayi and Jiang Fan together. Do you think... is it suitable?"
"Jiayi and Jiang Fan?"
The old man frowned, turned to look at Jian Zhongwen, and then said: "No one is allowed to interfere with Jiayi's marriage, not even her parents. She will marry whoever she likes. Our Jian family
, there is no need to engage in political marriage!”
"But...Father, the relationship between Jiayi and Jiang Fan is not considered a political marriage. They are about the same age, and Jiang Fan is indeed very good. You can't give up such an opportunity just because you can cooperate with him."
Jian Zhongwen said with a wry smile.
"If Jiayi likes it, then we will support it. If Jiayi doesn't feel it, we shouldn't have any attitude inclination. Everything depends on Jiayi's preference. Jiang Fan is indeed a very good young man, but these
Young people's concept of marriage is completely different from ours at that time. I believe in Jiayi's vision and her sense of propriety in doing things, so you should not interfere."