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Chapter 465

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    In the end, I still couldn't escape this topic.

    Jiang Shuo said embarrassingly: "Grandpa, we are only eighteen years old and still studying in school. It is not good to get married so early."

    Grandpa Qianqian heard Jiang Shuo say this.

    The bronzed face suddenly became anxious.

    Quickly said: "Xiao Jiang, I know our girl is very stupid."

    "The temper is also dull all day long, which will not help your career."

    "But fortunately, this girl is beautiful. It would be nice to have a pair of skins to use as a vase."

    "Why don't you have any ideas?"

    Qianqian lowered her oval face aggrievedly, not knowing how to answer.

    I muttered in my heart: "I, I'm not stupid, I can do the bill for Jiang Shuo."

    Jiang Shuo took a deep breath.

    Fortunately, I came up with countless ways and answers to this problem last night.  Otherwise, I would be forced to get married by this old Red Army today.

    First took a sip of water and cleared his throat.

    After that, there was a barrage of verbal beads, and various explanations began.

    Starting from the level of righteousness, I said the school motto of the Finance Institute.

    Then gradually sublimated to the national level.

    Until the end, his marriage to Qianqian hindered the development of social spiritual civilization, the four modernizations, and the nine-year compulsory education.

    It was chattering, even the boss who was frying fried dough sticks over there looked at this prisoner in a daze.

    After a full half an hour, the boss suddenly exclaimed: "It's mushy!"

    The old man also felt that his spirit had been baptized by Jiang Shuo.

    Finally, he swallowed his saliva and looked at him: "Xiao Jiang, if my girl gets married, the consequences will be so serious."

    Jiang Shuo had a righteous face on his face: "Grandpa, you don't understand the mission on the shoulders of contemporary college students."

    "My heart will never die in China after the death of Midiism. The young people of our generation should bear in mind the historical shame, work hard, and be inspired to become the ideal of the backbone of the country. There is a long way to go!"

    The old man came back to his senses, and when he mentioned this Midiism, the blood of the old Red Army burst out all of a sudden.

    He patted the table: "Yeah! Xiao Jiang! I like it very much that you have this awareness!"

    "Back then, I killed a few paper tigers in the peninsula!"

    "The Americans were really vicious back then!"

    Jiang Shuo saw that the old man's chatterbox had opened up, and quickly continued to follow the topic: "Grandpa, I remember when I was studying the text "Who Is the Cutest Person" in junior high school, I seemed to see the scene where the ancestors threw their heads and blood."

    "Can you tell me about what happened on the battlefield that year?"

    This is a big deal.

    The old man especially likes to tell others about his eventful past.

    An old man and a young man actually chatted about the war in this breakfast shop.

    When the male boss heard it, this is the old Red Army!

    I also participated in the South Vietnam War.

    Come over and have a chat, I'll go!  The old man's son died in South Vietnam?

    There are more and more topics.

    Jiang Shuo secretly contributed to the flames, and lightly shifted the topic to the boss.

    And he became a spectator.

    Looking at Qianqian again, those clear eyes stared blankly at Grandpa.

    He likes listening to his grandfather talk about these things very much, because he feels that he can be closer to his father who died in battle.

    Just when Jiang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Xiaoshan's face puffed up in dissatisfaction.

    "Grandpa! We are talking about my sister and uncle getting married, why are you talking about uncle again!"

    "Day!" Jiang Shuo's hair stood on end, staring at Zhang Xiaoshan, for a moment he wished he could kill this little girl!

    Grandpa Qianqian paused.

    Looking at the dazed Qianqian, he sighed: "Kong has a good skin."

    Shaking his head: "Boss, come, tell me about the battle in Liangshan. My eldest son was killed in that battle. It's been so many years. I miss my eldest son."

    "I've always wanted to know the scene of that battle."

    So I plunged into the chat with the male boss again.

    Jiang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at Zhang Xiaoshan: "Little devil, don't talk too much, or I will let the fat uncle who went to your house last time to chop off the chicken's head with a knife, take you away!"

    Zhang Xiaoshan quickly covered her mouth, her small face extremely terrified.

    Jiang Shuo originally thought that the boss?If you get yourself out of the siege, their topic will end soon.

    ?The result is good, this boss is also a madman, he has not done any business, and the more we chat, the more excited he becomes.

    The old man also listened more and more enthusiastically.

    For a while, he really felt a sense of crisis, for fear that the old man would suddenly slap the table and say loudly: "Boss, my girl married you!"

    That old man must not cry to death on the street.

    Fortunately, at the critical moment, a tough girl rushed out from behind and grabbed the boss by the ear.

    "You're not doing business anymore, are you? Fry fried dough sticks for my old lady!"

    "Midiism couldn't clean you up back then, but now my old lady can clean you up submissively!"

    Just like this, the boss reluctantly went to fry the fried dough sticks.

    The old man is in a very good mood.

    When they left the breakfast shop.

    The old man walked a few steps, then turned around suddenly, and gave a trembling military salute to the boss who was frying fried dough sticks!

    The unshaven boss froze for a moment, put down the chopsticks for frying fried dough sticks, and also stood at attention to salute!

    The movements of the old and the strong seemed to feel the busy morning.

    Let the bustling crowd be silent for a moment, and everyone looks at them with awe.

    The rising sun reflected on their steely faces.

    Even though the years have turned these cutest people into all kinds of people.

    But no one knows that their blood is still there.

    Just like the passionate words that retired veterans often say.

    If there is a war!  Levy must return!

    Jiang Shuo was more serious than ever before, and remained silent.

    After leaving the breakfast shop, the old man muttered that a lot of herbs had been planted in the mountains this year, and the herb dealers were coming to collect them.

    So I have to go back no matter what.

    Jiang Shuo wanted to stay in Zhonghai for a few days, one old and one young, and then drive the old man to have a look at this bustling city.

    Also let the elderly understand that the peace you forged with blood back then is worth it!

    But the old man didn't stay anyway.

    There was no other way but to drive them to the train station.

    On the way back, Qianqian sat motionless in the passenger seat.

    Looking blankly at Jiang Shuo, seeing that he didn't speak, he asked cautiously, "Sheng, are you angry?"

    Creaking, Jiang Shuo suddenly stepped on the brake.

    Looking at Qianqian, she said, "Zhang Qianqian, why do you always make people feel so distressed?"

    "What, what." Qianqian was a little flustered, afraid that Jiang Shuo would kill him, and kept thinking about what I didn't do well.  Is Jiang Shuo angry again?

    The little goose egg face was a little aggrieved.

    Jiang Shuo suddenly put his hand around her neck and kissed her down

    In the next few days, perhaps it was because he was moved by Grandpa Qianqian.

    Jiang prisoner found out with his conscience that there was really no more evil than Qianqian half a sentence.

    And every day, he took the initiative to bring her breakfast and the like.

    It made Song Manning look at him like a monster every day.

    A sentence kept echoing in my heart: Prodigal son, can you really turn back?

    But after a few days, Jiang Yutou regained that virtue, and let her be buried for a while.

    On this day, Jiang Shuo sat in Hua Na's office wearing an Aoki mask.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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