Chapter 2189 The Three Elders Ask for a Monthly Ticket
He Shasha stood up first, and Miao Zihan stood up as well, "Sizhe, I also support you, but I can't accompany you like Shasha, but don't worry, I will do my best mentally.
I support you, just do what you like and should do."
Hearing that both women had chosen him, Feng Sizhe glanced at the two of them with some emotion and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."
After making the decision, Feng Sizhe picked up the half deck of playing cards wrapped in the handkerchief, and then walked out of the Military Region General Hospital with He Shasha. Outside the door, Li Shuang and Chen Hu had already prepared the car, and the four of them left together.
Hospital compound, heading towards the destination one by one.
There are many old alleys in Kyoto with a long history. These alleys are filled with the spiritual civilization of more than ten generations. In some well-maintained courtyards, there are also retired great figures of the Republic living in them.
These big names rarely appear on TV screens, and some of them are even forgotten by most people. But it has to be said that although these people no longer have any official positions, their influence still exists, because many people nowadays
It is very likely that the chiefs were promoted by them in the first place. They have been kind and helpful to many current chiefs. Then you can imagine how far-reaching and influential these people will be if they stand up and say a word.
Extensive.
In one of these courtyards, there lived an old man. He was Mr. Zhong, one of the nine giants of the previous Republic.
Mr. Zhong was once one of the founding fathers, and he was from the same era as Mr. De, but he was not very famous at that time. At that time when elite heroes were everywhere, Mr. Zhong’s qualifications were nothing at all, but his body was indeed very good.
Great, at ninety years old, such a long life makes his influence increasingly greater.
And today, in this courtyard, a couple walked in, they were Feng Sizhe and He Shasha.
Under normal circumstances, even if Comrade Qin Xianghua wants to see Mr. Zhong, he needs to make an appointment in advance. After all, such old comrades themselves are the wealth of the country. For such people, the current leaders are still on the premise of not disturbing them, and they will only do so when a major incident occurs.
When things happen, I will come over to ask for instructions.
Originally, it was impossible to meet Mr. Zhong with Feng Sizhe's conditions and status. Apart from anything else, he would not be able to pass the security guard outside the door. He was just a provincial governor, and it was really impossible for him to be seen by the people around Mr. Zhong.
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But when Feng Sizhe showed half a playing card, which was the half corresponding to Mr. Zhong, and when Young Master Feng said that he could just hand this thing to Mr. Zhong, the guards reluctantly did it.
But what the guards didn't expect was that when Zhong Lao, who was sitting on a bamboo chair in the courtyard with his eyes closed and concentrating, became excited when he saw the half of playing cards, he immediately asked the guards to take Feng Sizhe and his wife away.
Come in.
"Hello, Mr. Zhong." Feng Sizhe and He Shasha both said to Mr. Zhong respectfully.
"Well, you are Feng Sizhe, the grandson of Madman Zhao and the youngest ministerial cadre now?" Looking at Feng Sizhe, Mr. Zhong nodded. He still knew something about this young man. After all, Mr. Feng was so brilliant.
, and one of the most promising people. Anyone who cares about zz should not know about it.
"Yes, Mr. Zhong, my grandpa wants to say hello to you." Feng Sizhe said politely. In fact, he also knew in his heart that a person with a strong influence in the military like his grandpa has no qualifications.
Compared with Mr. Zhong in front of me.
"Haha, okay. Oh, you are..." Mr. Zhong nodded first, and then looked at He Shasha, who came with Feng Sizhe.
"Grandpa Zhong? You don't know me anymore. When you went to my grandpa's house before, I sat on your lap and played." When He Shasha looked at Mr. Zhong, she had more to say. After all, she was
He was brought up by Mr. He, and at that time there were many big shots following his grandfather.
"Ah, you are the little girl from Xiao Shengli's family, right?" Hearing what He Shasha said, Mr. Zhong seemed to have thought about it.
"Yes, my dad is He Shengli." He Shasha nodded quickly and said.
Now in the Republic, there are really not many people who can call the Commander of the Central Plains Military Region He Shengli a small victory. Even Mr. Zhao can't call him like this. This shows how senior Mr. Zhong is.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the little girl who acted coquettishly on my lap has grown so big." Mr. Zhong said as if sighing, and then suddenly the topic changed, "That half deck of playing cards is a congratulatory card."
Is this what I always left for you?"
Hearing Mr. Zhong ask the real question, He Shasha quickly answered, "Yes, when my grandfather knew that he was not in good health, he handed this half of the deck of playing cards into my hand and said I would leave it to Si Zhe.
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"Okay, okay, don't say it yet, we'll talk later." Mr. Zhong interrupted He Shasha's self-narration.
"Grandpa Zhong? You?" Seeing that Mr. Zhong didn't want to listen to her, He Shasha asked in a daze.
"Don't worry, Lao Wei and Lao Peng will be here soon, just tell us together." Mr. Zhong seemed to see through the anxiety in He Shasha's heart, and said with a smile.
It turned out that Mr. Wei and Mr. Peng would be coming soon, and Mr. Zhong didn’t want to let himself talk twice. He Shasha laughed happily after understanding this.
In the following time, Mr. Zhong chatted with Feng Sizhe and He Shasha. Of course, most of the young people were listening, but Mr. Zhong seemed to be in a good mood and told the story of the war that year, the eight-year war of resistance, and the countless
The civil war of 2008 was really a treasure trove of information that came out of people’s mouths.
Feng Sizhe also received a serious history education lesson from Mr. Zhong, and time passed by minute by minute. It was not until three hours later that the noise came from outside the door.
That is true, whether it is Mr. Wei or Mr. Peng, they are the wealth of the current republic. If they want to travel, they always have to make a lot of preparations. First of all, health is a big problem. These people need to be accompanied by health doctors when they travel.
In addition, we don't live together, and the roads in Kyoto are so congested, so being able to get here within three hours is already considered fast.
"Haha, old Zhong, are you still strong?" The first thing that came from outside the door was a loud voice, and then Mr. Peng, who was dressed in an old military uniform and had no military rank, walked in first.
One look at Mr. Peng and he knew that he was a soldier. Judging from the way he walked and the way he spoke, he must have been a stronger general than Mr. Zhao back then.
"Haha, you, Old Peng, are alive and well, how could I not be strong?" Mr. Zhong chuckled, and then when he saw the person behind Mr. Peng, he slowly stood up from the bamboo chair.
Behind Mr. Peng is an old man with a cane. Relatively speaking, his health seems to be not very good, and he is staggering when he walks. If he is not accompanied by staff, I don't know if he can still walk steadily.
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Feng Sizhe and He Shasha watched this scene, and hurriedly went left and right, took the old man, Mr. Wei, from the hands of the staff, and supported him slowly towards the center of the courtyard.
"Hello, Mr. Wei." Mr. Zhong couldn't help but be more respectful after seeing Wei Hao.
"Well, Xiao Zhong, you must be ninety years old." Mr. Wei looked at Mr. Zhong and said calmly.
"Yes, it's just past ninety." Mr. Zhong agreed quickly.
"Hey, I'm getting old now." Listening to what Mr. Zhong said, Mr. Wei had to sigh.
"Yes, time makes us grow old. I'm ninety-four now, so I probably don't have a few years left." Mr. Peng on the side said with a sigh.
Among the three of them, Mr. Wei, Mr. Zhong, and Mr. Peng, Mr. Zhong is the youngest and Mr. Wei is the oldest, already ninety-eight years old. Among them, Mr. Wei is also the oldest person. He once served as the founder of the Republic of China during the era of the founding greats.
His position is not low, so in terms of seniority, the other two elders should be more respectful when they see him.
With the help of Feng Sizhe and He Shasha, Mr. Wei found a chair to sit down. Next, Mr. Zhong and Mr. Peng also found a seat and sat down. After a while, only Feng Sizhe was left in the courtyard.
Five people including He Shasha.
In fact, the staff around the elderly people are indeed far away, which not only ensures that they cannot hear what the leaders are saying, but also ensures that if the leaders have any questions, they can rush over quickly.
"Well, Xiao Zhong, you just said on the phone that half of the deck of playing cards came out. What happened? It must have something to do with these two little kids." Mr. Wei is the oldest, so he was naturally the first to speak.
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"Yes." Mr. Zhong answered.
When it comes to being called little dolls, Feng Sizhe and He Shasha have no feeling at all. Indeed, in front of these people, they are indeed childlike.
"Little girl of the He family, it's up to you to talk." Mr. Zhong looked at He Shasha and said. Just now, he wanted to say something, but he interrupted him. Now that everyone is here, it's time to have a good talk.
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"Yes, Grandpa Wei, Grandpa Zhong, Grandpa Peng, my name is He Shasha, and my grandfather is He Chuanjiong. At first, my grandfather felt that he was not in good health. One day, he called me over and gave me this half deck of playing cards.
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Next, the courtyard was quiet, and the four people were listening to what He Shasha was talking about. Now she was not only talking about half a deck of playing cards, but also Mr. He's expectations and sustenance for the country before his death.
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In about ten minutes, He Shasha finished talking about it all.
The three old people listened attentively, and no one spoke for a long time until He Shasha finished speaking.
In the end, it was Mr. Wei who spoke first, "Well, when Mr. De was here, he once left a half deck of playing cards for each of us older generations, and also told us that those who own this half deck of playing cards
People are the hope of the future of the country, and those who own them can still make demands from us. Now that they are finally available, what do you two little kids want to do?"