The beautiful president clings to me

The thin monkey was by his side and didn't talk very much. Today's conversation, he just accompanied him, and even the mystery involved in it, he could only keep it in his heart, but he swore in his heart that this conversation could only rot in his heart, He didn't dare to mention that after seeing Xu Yiming and Jiang Chengjun's absolute killing methods at the Swan Hotel, the thin monkey's fear of them has never been erased from his heart.

"Yiming, can you tell me about your grandfather's situation?" Jiang Chengjun said, he was eager to know the deeds of the teacher in his later years.

Xu Yiming didn't think there was anything to hide, so he said casually, "The old man's name is Xu Guangrong. He works as the principal of a primary school in Jiangyu Village. Apart from taking me to visit the Marine Corps base, he basically only knows how to drink at the fishermen's house in the small fishing village." , there is nothing to say, just a bad old man!"

Hearing Xu Yiming describe his grandfather, that is, his teacher, Jiang Chengjun was dumbfounded and said, "I heard that our teacher is the second generation successor of the Xu family in the capital after the founding father. Civilian generals are all accumulated by military exploits, and I actually don’t know the origin of the division commander!" Jiang Chengjun shook his head, he was just a big soldier in the cooking squad in the [-]th division, how could he know that in the battle of southern Xinjiang, let What about the origin of the legendary Iron-Blooded General who is frightened by the enemy?

Xu Yiming also knew that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and the old man didn't tell him before he died that there must be his intentions for his life experience.

In fact, he doesn't care if he is after the founding fathers or not. He has no idea about the Xu family, which he has never heard of, because he is just a child adopted by the old man.

The reason why he asked Jiang Chengjun was just out of curiosity. Although Jiang Chengjun didn't know about the origins of some old men in Jiangyu Village who didn't respect his image, he didn't force it.

"The Xu family in the capital?" Xu Yiming asked suspiciously.

Seeing Xu Yiming's bewildered face, Jiang Chengjun sighed and said, "The Xu family of Marshal Xu Dingguo, one of the founding fathers of the country, is a red family with red roots. The Xu family has been a top family for more than 60 years since the founding of New China."

"What?" Xu Yiming stared blankly.

If Xu Guangrong used to be the commander of the [-]th Division and was just a bomb, then the Xu family in the capital is an intercontinental missile.

However, after Xu Yiming was surprised at first, he began to calm down. He had no intuitive concept of the Xu family in the capital. He was just a small person, a child adopted by the old man after being abandoned by his parents.

The Xu family in the capital city was too far away for him. He knew who Xu Dingguo was, but how could he not know the founding father who was always promoted in textbooks?

He even said that as a student educated in modern history, he knew Xu Dingguo's deeds, but whether Xu Dingguo had anything to do with the old man Xu Guangrong was beyond his ability to know.

This drink, because Jiang Chengjun still needs to go home to take care of his wife, and it is noon again, although he didn't enjoy drinking to his heart's content, the shock to Xu Yiming was indeed unparalleled.

He didn't know anything about the old man's origin, and now Jiang Chengjun broke the news again and again.

"However, not many people in the [-]th Division know whether the division commander is from the Xu family. Maybe our political commissar knows, but after the division's designation was disbanded, the division commander and political commissar never appeared in the army. Even when I asked the old squad leader later, The old squad leader doesn't know the news either!" Jiang Chengjun regretted.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the private room was a little frozen. Jiang Chengjun woke up from his memories and laughed at himself, "If you drink too much wine, you will talk too much nonsense. I'm going to make you laugh. Let's not talk about it. Come on, let's go one more time... ..."

Encountering trivial matters at home, coupled with recalling his military career back then, Jiang Chengjun felt so sad that even his old army designation was broken up. He somewhat felt that the transfer of the whole division to the capital wasn't to return to the court to reward the three armies, but because some lower-level officers and soldiers had no way of knowing about the high-level struggle. However, he thought about these guesses, but he still didn't tell Xu Yiming.

The thin monkey next to him never interrupted, but he was [-]% sure in his heart that Xu Yiming was a child of the Xu family.

"Maybe Yiming, you are really a lost descendant of the Xu family!"

Young Master Xu, Young Master Xu, you really are the young master of the Xu family!

"When I was in Panshan Prison, I knew an old man, and I also knew my grandfather, Zhuge Wuhou. I don't know if Brother Jiang has heard of it?" Xu Yiming smiled and ignored him. The youngest of the Xu family, to him It's just a joke.

"What? You said his name is Zhuge Wuhou? In Panshan Prison? It's the political commissar, it's the political commissar. Why is the political commissar in Panshan Prison?" Jiang Chengjun was very excited.

"If the political commissar of the Thirteenth Division is really called Zhuge Wuhou, he is indeed in Panshan Prison, but I don't know why he was imprisoned in Panshan Prison. His body!" Xu Yiming said.

"That's right. Although our political commissar has military and political cadres and the reputation of the first military division, he is the second best in the entire division. Except for the division commander who can fight with him unarmed, ordinary soldiers, even a squad can't get close to him. , I just didn’t expect that the division commander is gone, and the political commissar is now being imprisoned in prison. What happened back then? Why did we get such a result after we were born and died on the battlefield!”

Jiang Chengjun's voice was a little hoarse. He was just a big soldier back then, and he didn't know what kind of drastic changes happened to the senior generals of the [-]th Division after the division commander entered Beijing and was awarded the title.

The teacher died in a foreign country, and the political commissar was imprisoned. What happened?

The Thirteenth Division of the year was the one that won the southern border battles and made outstanding achievements repeatedly.

Snapped--

There was a crisp sound, but when Jiang Chengjun got excited, he used too much force and crushed the beer glass in his hand. The broken glass pierced into the palm of his hand, and blood burst out immediately, but he didn't seem to notice it. He murmured unconsciously, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was still a little stuffy, Xu Yiming thought for a while and said, "Brother Jiang, it's getting late, and my sister-in-law still needs your care. Otherwise, I'll settle the bill first, and I need to go to the prison to watch Zhuge Liang tomorrow." Grandpa...By the way, Brother Jiang, do you want to go with us too?"

Seeing Xu Yiming mention his lover, Jiang Chengjun came to his senses from the memory. He was no longer a soldier, and the [-]th Division was no longer there.

Everything that was once is gone.

He picked up the whole bottle of beer and poured it down, then nodded to Xu Yiming. Just as Xu Yiming wanted to get up, he was stopped by the thin monkey, "Young Master Xu, I'll go!"

Xu Yiming didn't say anything, and asked Shouhou to pay the bill. The meal was not worth much, but Shouhou rushed to show, and Xu Yiming didn't hold back.

The thin monkey went out to check out. In the private room, after Jiang Chengjun calmed down, he said to Xu Yiming with a little worry, "Yiming, Mr. Hou is fine today, right? Just now, brother Jiang was only interested in getting excited because he saw your military stabbing." , I'm a little out of words!"

Xu Yiming shook his head, "It's okay, he belongs to Gong Zheng, and it's good for some things to come from him to Gong Zheng's ears, and after what happened at the Swan Hotel last time, I think the skinny man's courage is probably taken by us." Both are broken!"

Seeing Xu Yiming say this, Jiang Chengjun didn't say anything.

Xu Yiming put away the wooden box and put the military thorns in it. Although he questioned Jiang Chengjun's words in his heart, he just didn't want to believe it. He couldn't think of hunched over in a small fishing village, with a military kettle hanging from his mouth all day long. The old man who holds the wine, who is a big shot, was once the youngest general in the Republic.

Xu Yiming's heart shuddered when he thought that the small lonely grave on the hillside of Jiangyu Village might have been overgrown with weeds.

During this drink, because they talked about the source of the military assassination and the Thirteenth Division, everyone hid their emotions, and the atmosphere in the private room was a little stuffy.

Especially Jiang Chengjun, ten years after retiring from the army, he heard people talking about the [-]th Division again, and the regret in his heart was not enough for outsiders.

When Skinny Monkey came back, Xu Yiming and Jiang Chengjun were ready to leave the restaurant together.

Just as Jiang Chengjun wanted to walk back by himself, Xu Yiming pulled him into the back seat of the car. The luxurious and spacious Mercedes Benz s600l was driving slowly. Some warm wind from the street was pouring into the car window all the way, blowing Xu Yiming's face a little hairy. It's hot, and the Mercedes-Benz will drive to Qilou Street in a while.

Just as Jiang Chengjun was about to open the car door, Xu Yiming called out, "Brother Jiang, wait!"

Xu Yiming took out the backpack in the car, which happened to contain the 200 million cash he had put away, and if there was any hesitation, he handed it directly to Jiang Chengjun.

"Brother Jiang, take it and go treat your sister-in-law!"

Jiang Chengjun took the backpack in doubt, but when he opened the zipper and saw that the backpack was full of banknotes, he was dumbfounded.

"Yiming, where did you get the money?"

"I happen to have some savings, and you know that my aunt Wen is the proprietress of Ting Chaoxuan, so I learned about you from the lunatic, so I first brought it here to help you in an emergency!" Xu Yiming did not tell the money in the end. It's not that he doesn't believe Jiang Chengjun's character, but he is worried that Jiang Chengjun will resist the money in his heart.

Jiang Chengjun hesitated for a while, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Yiming, I can't ask for this money!"

"Brother Jiang, we are close friends by fate. I won't say anything more than I need. You also know the situation of sister-in-law, and your family has been living in a large courtyard for a while. After all, sister-in-law's condition needs to improve the environment and recuperate. Isn't it a quiet environment, let's use the money to buy a house, I am alone now, and I don't need money!" Xu Yiming said.

"Yes, Captain Jiang, my sister-in-law's illness cannot be delayed. I just know some real estate businessmen here. I will contact you some other day and let you know if there is a suitable house!" The skinny monkey who was driving interrupted at the right time.