Mr. Fu heard the voice, before he turned around, he knew who was talking to him. The voice was old, but it was as hearty and optimistic as he remembered.
Turning around, seeing the old man walking towards him, and then at the crutches in his hand, he laughed likewise, "Hahaha, you and I are half a cat. In a blink of an eye, half a century has passed, you are old Now, I’m getting old, and the group of turnips around you are all married and established."
Old, old, the young head Yun Kui was also old, look at this hair, just like him, all white.
"For fifty-two years, Captain Yun Kui, your eyes still show me a sense of familiarity." The old gentleman saw the old friend walking over and greeted him anxiously.
The old man has actually retired from his post at the age of seventy. If it weren't for the research institute's firm disagreement with the old man to continue working like this, it might be possible for the old man to work until he is eighty.
After retiring at the age of seventy, he was seventy-five years old when he really settled in Beijing. It was also the insistence of the state and the research institute that he returned to Dangui Garden for retirement.
When I returned to Beijing, I didn't have a leisure time. I went to academic conferences from time to time, and sometimes even went to class. Later, due to physical reasons, the old man gradually seldom left Dangui Garden and never contacted Old Man Xia.
The old man Xia didn't even know that the old man had returned to Beijing. He only knew that he was still in the army. The old man had sent someone to inquire about it, and it was inconvenient to leave the address. The news between the two of them was decades away.
Now that we get together again after fifty-two years, there is no gap, a few sentences have already supported each other.
Commander-in-Chief Xia needed to return to the military headquarters in a hurry. Seeing that the two elders had already been chatting, he took the guards and left quietly. He walked out of the courtyard and hurriedly got in the car and hurried towards the military headquarters.
In the courtyard, two old people stood together under the pomegranate tree. Father Xia looked up at the pomegranate tree that was full of fruit for another year, with deep memories of the past, "This tree... I also told you, It was the year I was born and the old father in the family planted himself. Now, the old father in the family has passed away fifty-one years, and you and I are both old."
Speaking of Mrs. Xia who had passed away for half a century, Mr. Fu sighed: "I was leaving that year. The bedridden old man told me that the other half of the light is always dark, and I happen to stand in the dark now. Only when I keep on rushing can I go to the light and realize my dream."
"Also told me, if you have any difficulties, just come to him. You stuffed my old lady with pomegranates. The old lady doesn’t know when I stuffed a gold bar. Old Xia, I later survived thanks to this gold bar. ."
At that time, the Xia family was still a wealthy family. Not to mention a gold bar, even ten can be easily taken out. It is a pity that the young old man resolutely didn't want it. In the end, it was the old lady Xia who secretly stuffed the gold bar. Many difficulties later.
Recalling all kinds of past events, the eyes of the two old people who have experienced weather and frost could not help but moist.
"Look at this tree, half a century has passed. It will still bear fruit. When it is ripe, I will ask someone to pick half of it and send it to you." Old man Xia patted the sturdy trunk of the pomegranate tree. I will give you half."
When people are old, they will always think of the past from time to time. The two elderly men are befriending each other in their prime of life, and Bai Ju has become a gray-haired old man in the blink of an eye.