When Cai Fancheng saw Han Jiulin, his originally calm expression became excited, like a fanatical believer who had seen the God he admired most in his heart.
He walked quickly to Han Jiulin, breathing heavily. He knelt down on one knee, performed the most standard and pious warrior salute, and greeted with a trembling voice: "I have humbled myself to see you, Your Majesty!"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly, helped Cai Fancheng up and said, "You have retired and are not an active soldier, so you don't have to be so formal."
"Once you are a warrior in the north, you will always be a warrior in the north. Even if you humble yourself and die, you will fly over the north and become a warrior spirit who protects your home and country!" Cai Fancheng said impassionedly.
As an old man who is nearly 70 years old, Cai Fancheng has never been so emotional in the past few years after his retirement.
This admiration directly made Cai Qingman, who was in the distance, wide-eyed and speechless.
She never thought that her fourth grandfather would be in such a high mood.
He was excited and radiant like a young man.
"Okay!" Hearing Cai Fancheng's excited declaration, Han Jiulin patted Cai Fancheng's shoulder vigorously and praised: "Lao Hu has great ambitions. He is a northerner in life and a soul in the north in death!"
The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.
It is difficult for people who have not participated in the war to empathize with this kind of emotion and passion.
On the side, Cai Zhenhao took a step forward at the right time and said: "Master Han, I have prepared a banquet at home. Please sit down and let us have a banquet together."
"Okay, you've taken the trouble." Han Jiulin nodded and agreed.
"It's an honor for my entire Cai family to have Master Han come to this humble residence for a banquet." Cai Zhenhao smiled with a smile on his face, looking like he was extremely honored.
Immediately, he planned to invite Han Jiulin to a banquet.
When he turned around and took a step, Cai Zhenhao thought of his daughter Cai Qingman again, and immediately waved to Cai Qingman: "Qingman, why don't you come over quickly and give me a gift for Master Han."
Han Jiulin stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at Cai Qingman, and asked, "Is this the daughter of a daughter?"
Cai Zhenhao nodded quickly and said, "It's my little girl, Cai Qingman."
Cai Qingman hesitated for a moment, then handed the painting in Tong Fei's hand, walked over and said, "Qingman has met Mr. Han."
Cai Qingman thought for a moment and decided that it would be more appropriate to call Han Jiulin Mr. Han. In fact, it was Cai Fancheng who called you Your Majesty and Cai Zhenhao called you Sir, which made Cai Qingman a little confused about Han Jiulin's identity.
Han Jiulin nodded to Cai Qingman and said quietly: "Go and play with your friends, no need to be polite." After saying that, he looked away.
Cai Zhenhao's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said: "Master Han, if you don't mind, Qingman will also dine with us later."
Han Jiulin shook his head and said with a smile: "What do I have to mind?"
Cai Qingman was overjoyed when he heard Han Jiulin's words. He felt that he didn't need to stay any longer to accompany Xingxing and talk about painting with Wu Qi.
But before she could turn around and leave, Cai Zhenhao's words made her smile freeze again.
Cai Qingman looked at Cai Zhenhao displeased: "Dad, if you ask me to accompany Mr. Han to dinner, what will happen to my two friends? I invite them to my house as guests, so I have to entertain them, right?"
Cai Zhenhao was anxious, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he said: "Then let them have a banquet together. You are all young people. Maybe you and Mr. Han will have some common topics."
After that, he glanced at Han Jiulin's face and said with some embarrassment: "Master Han, do you think it is appropriate for my two friends to have a banquet with us?"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and said: "Guests are welcome, it all depends on the arrangements of the Cai family. The main purpose of my coming today is to meet your fourth uncle. Everything else doesn't matter."
Cai Zhenhao always felt that Han Jiulin's words were a pun, but in order to give his daughter Cai Qingman and Han Jiulin more opportunities to interact, he could only bite the bullet and arrange for Cai Qingman and her two friends to go together.
Seated at the banquet.
The ancient Chinese restaurant has a large round rosewood table that can accommodate fifteen people. Han Jiulin is sitting at the head, Cai Fancheng and Cai Zhenhao are sitting on the left and right, while Cai Qingman, Tong Fei and Wu Qi are sitting next to Cai Zhenhao.
The lower position of one side.
Being able to dine with Cai Zhenhao and others was an honor that Wu Qi could not even imagine before coming here.
Sitting at the dinner table, although Cai Zhenhao's attention was not on Wu Qi at all, Wu Qi still felt a lot of pressure and was quite restless.
The banquet carefully prepared by the Cai Mansion was naturally filled with countless delicacies.
The servants who serve them are also polite and dignified, comparable to the waiters in a star-rated hotel.
When the food and wine were served and the servants filled the wine glasses, Cai Zhenhao raised his glass and stood up and said: "Mr. Han, welcome to your visit. This humble house is really full of glory. I dedicate this glass of wine to you."
Cai Qingman and the other three have become quite accustomed to Cai Zhenhao's respectful manner at this time, but they still find it a bit hard to accept.
Han Jiulin smiled faintly, took the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.
Cai Fancheng on the other side also stood up and raised his glass to toast: "Your Majesty, I salute you."
"You can toast, but after finishing the glass, you have to have another glass with me." Han Jiulin smiled and took the glass.
"Of course." Cai Fancheng laughed.
Han Jiulin drank a glass of wine, then clinked another glass with Cai Fancheng, and drank another glass.
In an instant, three glasses of wine were consumed.
Cai Qingman, three young men, sat aside, watching them drink like outsiders.
A trace of envy flashed in Wu Qi's eyes.
However, he never dared to expect that Cai Zhenhao could toast him.
It was a hard-won opportunity for him to offer Cai Zhenhao a glass of wine.
Immediately, he raised his brows slightly, picked up the wine glass, stood up, looked at Cai Zhenhao respectfully and said, "Uncle Cai, this is your first time visiting your home. I'd like to offer you a glass of wine."
Cai Zhenhao glanced at Wu Qi, smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Wu, okay, thank you." As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass in front of him.
After taking a sip, Cai Zhenhao put the wine glass back on the table. Then he stopped looking at Wu Qi and said to Cai Qingman: "Qingman, get up and go toast Mr. Han."
Wu Qi stood there with a drink in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
Cai Qingman frowned slightly and said to Cai Zhenhao: "Dad, Wu Qi is my friend, and they are toasting you. Why are you like this?"
"He toasted me a drink, and I drank it." Cai Zhenhao frowned, feeling a little unhappy at first.
After all, who is Cai Zhenhao? If a young man toasts him, he is willing to take a sip, which is already a huge favor for him.
But in the blink of an eye, Cai Zhenhao stretched his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How about this, Xiao Wu and I have a nice drink, and you go give Mr. Han a toast and chat a little more. How about that?"
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