The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

The Dragon Raises its Head on February 2, and the big warehouse is full and the small warehouse is flowing. The Dragon Raises its Head is also known as the Spring Farming Festival, the Agricultural Festival, and the Spring Dragon Festival, in order to pray for good weather and a good harvest.

It also happens to be between "Rain Water", "Qingzhe" and "Spring Equinox", which also means that everything is renewed.

But at this moment, Minister Luo's eyes were dead silent, without a trace of life. Those people were his comrades-in-arms who shared life and death with him; they were like-minded comrades; they were also his companions on the road to pursuing his dreams!

He doesn't understand why? Or maybe he understands but just doesn't want to understand!

After a long while, Minister Luo stood up stiffly and walked to the window. Looking at the confidentiality personnel walking back and forth downstairs, the smile on his face was never so sad.

I was brought here secretly, unable to go out, without newspapers or books, and spent my days in a daze.

The night enveloped the earth, and the cold wind blew through the window that was open during the day, waking up Minister Luo who had fallen asleep at some point. Feeling the coldness in the house, Minister Luo stood up and tried to close the window, when suddenly two muffled groans came from outside the door.

After many years of military career, the vigilance engraved in his bones has not been erased by more than ten years in the officialdom. Minister Luo stared at the door with sharp eyes!

Can't you even wait for this little bit of time?

“Knock, knock, knock!” Minister Luo heard a hint of kindness from the knocks on the door. Puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly, “Come in!”

The door was opened from the outside, and a familiar face came into view. How could this guy appear here?

Minister Luo was stunned at first, then he quickly stepped forward and scolded in a low voice:

"He Ping'an, are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing? What do you want to do? Get out of here now while no one is watching!"

Although Minister Luo was touched, he also knew the consequences of being discovered doing this, and he didn't want anything to happen to He Ping'an.

If I wasn't afraid that you would build a 10-meter waterless diving platform, would I be crazy to come here? When I am rehabilitated in the future, I will definitely make it up to you!

Listening to Minister Luo's reprimand, He Ping'an was not angry, and joked as usual:

"It's the second day of the second lunar month, the beginning of a new year, a great day full of hope and life. I have to have a drink with you! I have to say, your place is really secretive. I had to run for a long time. You will have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment!"

Looking at the wine bottle in He Ping'an's hand and the oil-paper bag that exuded the aroma of braised meat, Minister Luo felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he still kept a straight face and told He Ping'an to leave quickly:

"Don't argue with this, get out of here!"

He Ping'an has a bright future, and Minister Luo doesn't want to implicate him from the bottom of his heart.

"Minister, you know my character. Can I do dangerous things? Don't worry, it's absolutely safe!"

He Pingan said that without waiting for Minister Luo to speak, he took care of things on his own. Seeing He Pingan who refused to leave, Minister Luo simply put aside his worries.

Based on his understanding of He Ping'an, this kid is very shrewd, so since he said it was safe, there must be no problem.

"Come on, come on! Duck from Quanjude, pickles from Liubiju, braised pork made by my eldest brother, and warmed lotus root! Minister Luo, you deserve it..."

Listening to He Ping'an announcing the dishes, Minister Luo, who had been depressed for a long time, smiled:

"You are wasting your talent by working as a police officer. You should be a waiter!"

"Hey! Who said it wasn't? Come on, Minister Luo, please take a seat!" He Ping'an still had a playful smile on his face.

Being able to do the job of Minister Thonglo is a victory, face, what the hell is that!

"Yeah! It tastes good!"

This was the second time the two had a heart-to-heart talk since Minister Luo taught He Pingan last year. Minister Luo still talked and He Pingan listened.

It's not the wine that makes people drunk, but they make themselves drunk. After a few drinks, Minister Luo muttered drunkenly:

"I used to say that you were too sharp, and I was worried that 'the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind'! It turns out that in other people's eyes, I am the one who is in the limelight! Haha..."

He Ping'an didn't know how to describe Minister Luo's laughter, sad, depressed, self-deprecating...!

No wonder Minister Luo jumped down from here in history. Who can bear so much negative emotions? If it were him, he would have run away long ago!

He Ping'an was not very good at persuading people, especially since this person was a famous political general! But he was a qualified listener, so he just listened quietly to Minister Luo venting.

The moon was at its zenith, and Minister Luo, who was expressing his distress, fell drunk on the table.

He Pingan helped the man onto the bed, and while he was cleaning the table, he muttered to himself:

"In the Korean War, the general once praised me and said: 'You, He Ping'an, are worthy of the title of hero for being able to hold out in a desperate situation until the friendly forces arrive!'"

"If you ask me, what kind of hero am I? The real heroes are the Red Army veterans! I can persist because I know that difficulties are only temporary. I have comrades, and I firmly believe that they will come to rescue me. I persist in hope!"

"The Red Army's Long March was different. There was no reinforcement and no hope. But everyone still persisted and found hope in persistence! This is how we have the new China today!"

"If we could do it then, there's no reason why we can't do it now! As long as people are alive, there's hope. If people are gone, there's really nothing left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the table was cleaned up. He Ping'an saluted Minister Luo in the moonlight and left quietly.

After He Ping'an left, Minister Luo, who was just unconscious from drunkenness, actually shed two lines of tears!

After an unknown amount of time, Minister Luo opened his eyes. Although there was still a hint of twilight in his eyes, they were not as dead as they were during the day. He glanced at the door that He Ping'an had closed and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Haha...! I've been doing political work all my life, and I don't know how many people I've done ideological work for! At the last minute, I let a kid educate me!"

"Luo Qirong, Luo Qirong, this is all you can do!"

After saying this, Minister Luo closed his eyes again, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood!

The next morning, the morning sun shone into the room, and Minister Luo, who was hungover, slowly woke up. Minister Luo, who hadn't had a good rest for a long time, had a rare good sleep! He looked much more energetic!

Minister Luo stood up, walked to the windowsill, opened the window, and smelled the scent of spring in the wind. He seemed not satisfied enough, so he stuck his head out of the window and unexpectedly discovered a hint of tender buds on the tree.

"That boy didn't lie to me, spring is really here!"

Minister Luo swept away the dust and changed his decadent state of the past few days. He tidied up his room, cleaned himself, and even did push-ups to exercise!

Next door, Minister Luo’s wife, because Minister Luo has not been sleeping well recently, she would deliberately wait for a while every morning before coming over!

Today, when she came in with breakfast, she ran into Minister Luo who was exercising. She was surprised and said:

“Lao Luo…!”

Seeing his lover coming in, Minister Luo stopped doing push-ups and slowly stood up:

"I'm old. I've only been working for a short while and I'm already sweating!"

Minister Luo took the towel and wiped his forehead, then smiled and said:

"These days, there are some things I haven't figured out, and I've reached a dead end. I'm sorry to have made you worried! Don't worry, I can't be defeated! Come, eat! I'm hungry!"