Looking for Fanghua Tea House.

Wei Lao and Xiaoqing, as usual, were telling stories in the teahouse.

"Majestic, high-spirited......"

Accompanied by Xiaoqing's cappella, Wei Lao told the heroic story of the battlefield of South Vietnam.

At the scene, most of the people drinking tea and listening to books were old and young, and there were very few middle-aged people.

Middle-aged people are too busy and busy with work, how can they have time to come here to listen to books?

And the young people are pulled by the old people.

These old people are basically veterans who have been soldiers and fought wars.

With Wei Lao's words and Xiaoqing's cappella, they seem to return to the years when they were young, burning passionately to defend the fruits of victory.

The corners of the old man's eyes couldn't help but moisten, thinking of their sacrificed comrades......

Although the young people couldn't experience that emotion, they were also moved by Wei Lao's story, put down the mobile phone in their hands, didn't pay attention to the trivial things of traffic stars, listened carefully, integrated into the story, and felt the eventful years of the year.

Wei Lao said slowly: "In the past, there was a young man who became a soldier at the age of 16 and started as a small soldier, but he was very brave in battle, and his brain was very flexible, and he made countless achievements. ”

"If you count the wounds on his body, you will find that he was shot 13 times, one of which was no more than 2 centimeters from his heart, and he had seven burns on his body, 19 of which were wounds from bombs, and there was not a single one in his body that he had not been injured."

"Such a man of steel has never shed a tear on the battlefield, and the only time is when he leaves the battlefield, his comrades around him can't come back, and they will stay on the battlefield over there forever."

He stared at the battlefield in front of him, saluted, and said sonorously to the piece, my children and grandchildren, generation after generation, can only be soldiers, and your will be passed on from generation to generation!"

Wei Lao's sonorous and powerful voice made the hearts of the young people present tremble.

"Is that hero still alive? Is his son, grandson now in the army? A young man asked curiously.

Wei Lao said solemnly: "The old soldier is not dead, but withering, he is still there, his son is a soldier, his grandson is also a soldier, and his grandson is not inferior to him." ”

The young man was surprised and asked, "Wouldn't it?" The hero's exploits are accumulated in the course of fighting, and his grandson has not experienced war, how can he establish meritorious deeds? How can he compare to his grandfather? ”

"Sir, you're not joking with us, are you? We are now in an era of peace, and there are people who are more powerful than the medals accumulated by a hot-blooded man to defend his family and the country? Another young man wondered.

"Well, old gentleman, we have been listening to you for a while, and the feats accumulated by those heroes are all accumulated on the battlefield, with their own blood and sweat, but now we are in a peaceful and prosperous era, there is no war, no gunsmoke, how to establish immortal feats?"

"Seriously, we admire the heroes of the older generation, looking at the current soldiers, we can't feel from them, how powerful his grandson can be? Can you compare to his grandfather? ”

One by one, young people raised their voices of skepticism.

Xiaoqing nodded and said: "His grandson is indeed very powerful, and what he does is not inferior to his grandfather." ”

"How is this possible? Sister, are you kidding? ”

"The heroes of the older generation cannot be surpassed."

“……”

Wei Lao looked at the young people fighting for red faces, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a smile, Wei Lao couldn't help but feel comforted, why is he here?

He is all young, hugging his grandson in the hot pit, isn't it? Why do you continue to tell those histories here, with a dry mouth?

Wei Lao is to talk about history, let modern young people debate characters, remember the deeds of the past, remember the blood they once left, remember the hardships they have experienced, and don't wait for the alarm bell to ring before turning back.

He wants these descendants of the Red Army not to forget their blood and soul!

Suddenly, by the window, several young people excitedly shouted: "Wow, what day is today?" What the hell is the scene? One star, two stars, three stars...... It can't be some director making a movie here, right? ”

"Wow! It's all big shots, they're all dressed in military uniforms, and there are guards around! Doesn't it look like making a movie? ”

"One, two, three...... There are 33 in total, so it's supposed to be a movie, right? Otherwise, how could there be such a big scene? This director is awesome, where did he find so many awesome people? ”

"Look at the old man at the front? It's mighty! According to the temperament, the eyes, the expression ......"

The young and old people in the teahouse were attracted and came to the window.

Among them, when an old man looked under the window, two lines of excited tears suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he muttered: "First ......"

Wei Lao and Xiaoqing also walked to the window suspiciously, and when they saw the scene below, Wei Lao frowned and was secretly surprised.

"How is Ye Lao, Dai Lao, Chen Lao, Zhang Lao...... Why did the backbone of these magic capitals come out? ”

Xiaoqing also recognized Ye Lao and Dai Lao, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, what are they going to do?" Why did they all run out? ”

Wei Lao pondered for a while and said, "Something big is going to happen." ”

Xiaoqing was surprised: "What's the big deal?" ”

Wei Lao said in a deep voice: "If I guessed correctly, today, on the second day of February, the dragon will raise its head, and there will be a star after the heavy rain, you look at the sky in the southeast, is there any." ”

Xiao Qing looked at the sky in the southeast direction, and saw that after the dark clouds, at dusk, there were seven stars twinkling, which was particularly obvious.

"It's ...... Grandpa, there really is. ”

Xiaoqing knows how powerful her grandfather is, knows astronomy and geography, and is proficient in all kinds of reasoning, and he never misses what he said.

"The dragon raises its head, seven stars in unison, for whom? Where will they go? Xiaoqing said in a low voice.

Wei Lao thought for a while, he had a plan in his heart, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of excitement.

Xiaoqing is also Bing Xue smart, her eyes rolled, and she immediately thought of a person in her mind, her mouth turned slightly, covered her stomach, and pretended to say: "Oops, my stomach is suddenly uncomfortable, grandpa, I have a stomachache, I'm here today, I'll leave first, go to the hospital to see, okay?" ”

As a result, Wei Lao looked at Xiaoqing and said with a smile: "Grandpa's stomach is not comfortable, prepare the car and go together." ”

Xiaoqing immediately raised her mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa, you can't do this, I'm really in a hurry." ”

"I'll come with you a little earlier tomorrow?" Xiaoqing winked vigorously at Wei Lao.

Wei Lao smiled and said, "You fancy intestines." ”