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And at this moment in the country of Yan.

In Nanshi at this time.

Wang Jianguo was watching the live broadcast in front of him with excitement. He is almost 80 years old this year!

From the beginning of the founding of the country to the present, he has enjoyed so many years of blessings, and has also witnessed the decline of the Yan country to its current prosperity.

He participated in the battle of protecting the country in Yan country back then, and also participated in various righteous teachers in Yan country!

It can be said that his body is full of meritorious deeds of the Yan Kingdom, but because one of his hands was blown off most of his entire face when he was the last justice teacher in the last century, and he was so disfigured that he didn't even have a face up.

The hollow eyes, nostrils and mouth poked on the face like 5 holes.

Usually, as long as he goes out, he will definitely scare the children on the side of the road.

Why?Because that face is like a hungry ghost!
It was during that war that year, when he was directly thrown into the face by the enemy's incendiary bomb, causing his entire face to be burnt into a shapeless face, and even his two fingers were bent and deformed!
Even his family members don't know what he did that year most of the time, and with the departure of Wang Jianguo's wife, his grandson seldom gets along with him as a grandfather.

But just recently, Wang Jianguo became obsessed with this National Games game, watching Zhang Yuan overcoming all kinds of difficulties in the game.

Wang Jianguo couldn't help saying in admiration.

"This little doll is really amazing. It can help us obtain so many things. If those few people were still there, they might be more impressed by this little doll!"

Wang Jianguo sighed with emotion.

And at this moment, something vaguely visible seemed to fly through his cloudy eyes.

Wang Jianguo wiped his eyes.

what's up?Could it be that the burns from that year finally went wrong?

"Son! Son, are you there?!"

Wang Jianguo yelled to the outside. He suddenly felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and his eyes couldn't be opened.

Could it be that his time has come and he is about to pass away?

This is not possible, I haven't seen Yan Country become more prosperous and powerful, how can I leave this country, how can I go to see those old comrades in peace!

Those old comrades-in-arms were born and died together with me, and many comrades died on the battlefield. Their only purpose was to witness the continuous prosperity of this country.

And Wang Jianguo has always regarded himself as the eyes, ears and hands of those old comrades-in-arms. He wants to replace those old comrades-in-arms to see the prosperity of today.

He can't leave now, those old comrades-in-arms and their descendants haven't matured yet.

For example, the little guy named Xiao Chen, his grandson is only 18 years old now.

When I was born and died together with them, that little guy even told me to take good care of his grandson and watch his grandson enter the university!

How can I die now? !
No, even if he was going to die, he had to let his son take good care of the younger generation of those old comrades in arms, and he couldn't let them be wronged!

"Wang Jianben, are you tnd ready?"

The old man became violent all of a sudden, and the pity for death and the future in his heart gradually disappeared.

Seeing his son walking slowly, he slapped the old boy on the back out of anger.

"Ouch, what are you doing, dad? You forgot, I'm almost 50 years old now! Ouch, my waist!"

The middle-aged man in front of him was suddenly slapped by Wang Jianguo, and his teeth grinned suddenly.

He clutched his back and looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief.

Why didn't I feel the pain of the old man hitting someone before, but today's slap almost didn't beat me to hell.

Could it be that his body is already so weak now?Even a slap from the old man couldn't bear it.

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, the old man felt that there were more and more floaters in front of him.

"Boy, do you remember..."

Hearing what the old man said, the middle-aged man couldn't help but roll his eyes.

I'm still a kid, I'm almost retiring now.

But the old man is an old man after all, so I have to bear what the old man says.

He just wanted to answer, but the next second he looked at the old man's face and screamed instantly.

"My mother! Dad, are you okay?!"

Hearing his son's screaming voice, the old man frowned.

"What's wrong? What can I do?!"

The old man's voice seemed a little loud, even full of air.

But the next moment, when he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the old man suddenly understood.

There was blood on his face, and countless blood instantly dyed his cheeks completely red.

The old man didn't seem to feel the slightest, he just shook his head calmly and looked around.

He looked around thoughtfully.

I didn't feel anything, I didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with my body, it was still the warm feeling just now.

"Father, why don't I take you to the hospital, I'm afraid of you in your current situation..."

Wang Jianguo hadn't had anything to do yet, so his son panicked.

After all, does his son know what his father did back then, this father hasn't enjoyed a few years of blessings, how could he just leave like this?

"Nothing happened to me, why are you tnd crying?! Bring a towel over here, I feel that there is nothing wrong with the blood on my face!"

The old man felt that his mouth seemed to be able to loosen a little. His previous mouth had been burned into a thing like a chrysanthemum. Apart from moving his mouth slightly to make a weak sound, the old man couldn't make any sound at all.

Not to mention that the voice is so loud as it is now.

"Father! Why are you..."

"What? Want me to whip you?!"

The middle-aged man wanted to continue persuading him, but the next moment he was frightened by Wang Jianguo's words.

Hearing the old man's serious words, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, then took out a towel that hadn't been used at home for a while and handed it to the old man, while pressing 120 with the other hand.

If something really happened to the old man, he must call an ambulance immediately, or it will be too late if it is too late!
However, when the old man wiped his face like that, the middle-aged man was shocked for a moment.

The old man's usual ghost-like face has long since disappeared, replaced by a thick, middle-aged face.

And this face he remembers most clearly... because this is what the old man looked like when he was middle-aged.