This silver medal was not created by Liu Lang.

It was found when Liu Lang recovered from his injuries and packed up the belongings of the original fat man's body after the Songhu War last year, and when the almost forgotten memory surfaced in his mind, Liu Lang was shocked but forcibly suppressed it and waited for future verification.

Now seeing the young version of the old man's excited performance when he sees the silver medal, Liu Lang's heart can not be turbulent.

Before he crossed over, the fat man had already had a vague connection with his Liu family, if he hadn't died in the Battle of Songhu, it was likely that he would have been in contact with the Liu family sooner or later because of other chances.

Is this line of cause and effect really so terrifying?

It's just that if this kind of silver medal is owned by the Liu family's men, why has Liu Lang never seen it in the future? Including the old man, this is also where Liu Lang is very confused.

"This is my third uncle's, and he is still alive." The young version of the old man finally burst into tears with the silver medal, "The Liu Chenglin he said is my father, and Liu Yaozu is me, thank you for helping me bring the news of my third uncle, can you tell me where he is now?" ”

"He gave me this silver medal and left not long after, as if he was hiding from someone." Liu Lang tried hard to recall the sporadic memories of the fat man, but he had no clue after all.

"That's it!" The young version of the old man was a little disappointed, but he still said gratefully: "Thank you very much for bringing back this ancestral silver medal of our Liu family, I invited Mr. Liu to drink at noon." ”

"I would venture to ask, is this silver medal important?" Liu Lang finally couldn't help but be curious.

"Of course, the third uncle was extremely poor when he left home, only the ancestral eldest son was left with a silver lock, my father gave this to the third uncle, just hoping that he could pawn it for cash when he was in great difficulty, I thought that the things left by the ancestors were gone, but I didn't expect it! The third uncle has always kept it safe. "The gratitude in the eyes of the young version of the old man is by no means fake.

Is this fate? Liu Lang can only use fate to explain the miracle of his time and space, and use his own hand to send back the ancestral silver medal that the Liu family once lost in time and space.

Then the ancestor hurry up and give me invulnerability! It's better to turn into Arnold. A Terminator like Schwarzenegger who was holding a Gatling machine gun in one hand, Liu Lang looked at it with some excitement in his heart.

As if in response to the ambition of an unfilial descendant who had already opened the back door but still wanted to open the back wall, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the cloudless sky.

"Oh no, it's going to rain, and I'm still hanging black powder powder!" The young version of the old man's face changed, and he hurriedly rushed out the door.

Liu Lang。。。。。 I'm just thinking about it, what are you scaring my grandfather for?

"Boom~~~" The subsequent thunder in the sky was soft and weak, as if Lei Gong had just been tossed by the electric mother god for a while.

"It's not good, Mr. Liu is sitting here for a while, the troops are doing grenade throwing training today, but they didn't say live ammunition, I have to go and see." The future "Oriental Barton", who was very calm just now, grabbed the octagonal hat on the table, gave Liu Lang an explanation, and hurriedly went out.

, if you don't want to invite guests to lunch, you can say it clearly, Liu Lang is speechless, and it's noon!

A silver medal of the Liu family's ancestors made Liu Lang completely ruled out of suspicion, and the God of Wealth, who could provide 10,000 silver oceans a month, finally got the treatment he deserved, and the young version of the old man who checked his black powder powder finally did not invite Liu Lang to continue to eat red rice and pumpkin soup, and specially invited Liu Lang to have a good meal in a restaurant in the county seat.

Although he was very curious that the early red regime could still retain a certain amount of private ownership and management, Liu Lang did not ask that the red party members could not be reborn without experiencing such an economic and military defeat. A few years later, when they traveled most of China to northern China, what they did was far better than it is now, and they did not just rely on the agrarian revolution and fighting local tyrants to make a living, which also laid the foundation for the establishment of a republic in the future to govern the entire huge country.

Since he knew that the purse of the young version of the old man was quite abundant, Liu Lang naturally had no scruples when he ordered food, his grandson ate his grandfather's, even if his grandson was a few years older than his grandfather when he was young, Liu Lang ordered seven or eight dishes without any psychological burden.

Since he came to the territory of the red regime, Liu Lang naturally ordered the famous "Red Coke" in later generations, that is, the wine that the two armies drank when they met on Jinggang Mountain. However, it seems that this kind of Hakka wine can be ordered.

The Hakka people make wine in every household, and what they drink is "liquor brewing" made from red rice. However, this "sake brewing" is different from ordinary "sake brewing", in addition to brewing with red rice, it is also brewed with Chinese herbs such as golden tassels, cinnamon, wolfberry, and honey. Because of the aging and storage, the wine is dark red in color, mellow and sweet, and has a variety of cola, so it is called "red cola" by later generations.

Obviously, in this era when there are no fakes, a jar of "red Coke" is much more mellow than eighty years later. Liu Lang knows the amount of alcohol of the old man, not to mention the amount of one pound, but the amount of alcohol of the young version of the old man has obviously not been exercised.

Most of the belly is down, and he is already a little blushing and his neck is thick, looking at the atmosphere of drinking, when the wine is half-drunk, Liu Lang asked tentatively: "I see that Comrade Yingzi has a good impression of Section Chief Liu, but why do you resist?" ”

Facing the young version of the old man with such a low emotional intelligence, Liu Lang is really heartbroken, in case there is any deviation because of his own grandson, will Liu Lang still be Liu Lang in the future?

Squinting at Liu Lang, probably thinking of Liu Lang's kindness in bringing back the ancestral silver medal, the young version of the old man didn't get mad, sighed and said: "I don't know why you are so interested in Yingzi, but I can feel your intention to protect her." Let's tell you this! Yingzi is a good girl, but I, Liu Yaozu, can't delay her。。。。。 ”

As the young version of the old man slowly narrated, Liu Lang finally heard the story he had not heard in the past time and space, it turned out that the two of them met in the two years of continuous tungsten ore trading, and finally under the infection of the young version of the old man, the young version of the grandmother resolutely joined the Red Party, and even exchanged fire with a warlord's army during a delivery through the underground communication line, and the big black-faced grandfather blocked a shot for the pigtailed girl.

The drama of a beautiful woman loving a hero was naturally staged, but the big black face in front of him flinched。。。。。。

That's why! Although the young version of the old man didn't say it very clearly, Liu Lang obviously knew.

"Isn't it the marriage rules of your gay men in the Red Army?" Liu Lang asked.

"No, the revolution has not yet succeeded, so why do you want to do it? It is our mission to save the poor people of the world. The big black face said it very arrogantly.

Liu Lang can still see a trace of loss on the face of the young old man, and he is secretly happy in his heart, this is not without temptation! Of course, Liu Lang knew that because there were more men and fewer women in the red army during this period, plus there were many wars, cadres below the regimental level often led the team to charge, and even many above the regimental level, so there were many sacrifices.

This seems to be a bit difficult for the young version of the old man, so he said that he can't delay.

"Hehe, the revolution is not a matter of one or two days, maybe one generation will not succeed and the next generation will depend on the next!" Liu Lang said with a smile.

"But 。。。。。"

"It's nothing, don't worry, in a few years, your rules will change, as long as you have the confidence to become a regiment-level cadre, you can make a marriage application report? At that time, you and Yingzi were only in their twenties! Liu Lang said confidently.

The regulations of the "287th Regiment" were set in 1937, which is a historical fact.

"This, how do you know?" The wine was a little drunk, and the big black face on it was dumbfounded.

"Because you're going to keep moving forward, you're going to grow stronger, and that's pretty confident, otherwise how would I make a deal with you?" Liu Lang tried his best to cheer up his grandfather, who was a little silly.

"Okay, then I'll work hard and become the head of the regiment as soon as possible." The big black face gnawed on the big bone in his hand with great energy.

Liu Lang。。。。。 Are you going to chase it when you're full?

For the love of his grandparents, his eldest grandson has also spent a lot of effort, and I don't know if anyone will thank him.