Zhang Dashan came over, with a lot of sweat on his face, a sweat towel hanging around his neck, and holding Haohao in his arms. Haohao's body was covered with mud. He must have rolled in the mud just now. No, he was holding a grasshopper in his hand. .
Fortunately it's not a poison.
The little guy struggled down from his grandfather's arms like a bug and put the grasshopper on the ground. The grasshopper jumped away immediately. The little guy laughed and rushed to catch it...
Zhang Dashan went to wash his hands and face before sitting down and drinking tea.
"General, how are you enjoying your stay here?" Zhang Feng said.
General, out of respect for him, there is no need to worry about anything here.
General Wan said: "Fortunately, it would be good if I could spend my remaining years here! I am very satisfied with your father being here. Compared to them, I am very lucky!"
'Them' refers to the comrades who fought with General Wan and died.
Strictly speaking, the old beggar was not a comrade-in-arms of General Wan. They were not in the same department in the early years, but all revolutionary soldiers were comrades-in-arms and very comrades.
Zhang Dashan was silent. The two of them had something in common. They were both engaged in intelligence work. Zhang Dashan was taciturn. His many years of undercover career had shaped his character. He talked less and did more.
"Wanru's intelligence revealed that some people outside the country are still looking for you. It doesn't look very safe here!" Zhang Feng said worriedly.
hehe!
General Wan smiled: "My life is worth it. If they come, then come!"
Tragic and pointless!
The older generation of revolutionaries deserve respect!
"No, General Wan, we have to ensure your safety when we bring you back from there!" Zhang Feng said firmly.
"Don't worry, they will do a good job. I'm half buried in the ground, so it's nothing!" General Wan had seen through everything.
Yun Qian took Sharapova's hand and left. This was a matter for men, and women would get in the way here.
"Da Shan's kung fu has not been lost, right? With him, ordinary warriors can't hurt me!" General Wan continued.
Zhang Dashan nodded and drank tea. Zhang Feng couldn't help but glance at his father. If he didn't look carefully, he really looked like a farmer in the village. The only difference was a pair of eyes that could kill people.
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Hiding means hiding, hiding the truest side of oneself, and Zhang Dashan has been an undercover agent for more than 20 years. Needless to say, what is the secret of this secret.
But General Wan is General Wan, and his eyes are very poisonous, and Zhang Dashan can't hide it from him.
But General Wan didn't know how powerful Zhang Dashan was, not even everyone knew, and no one had ever seen him take action.
At this moment, Zhang Dashan directly ignored his son's gaze. Zhang Feng frowned and then relaxed.
This is Zhang Dashan's instinct. He doesn't believe anyone in the details.
"General, did we suffer a loss back then?" Zhang Feng asked.
Zhang Feng also knew something about what happened back then, but he didn't know the details.
"You must suffer a loss if you suffer a loss. The enemy suffered a big loss, but they are still unconvinced and want to take the place back." General Wan said.
In war, there are defeats and victories.
At this moment the old beggar came out of the house with a chess in his hand.
"Haha, they are all here, Dashan, go cook and roast the bird for Haohao to eat. This kid has never eaten game!" the old beggar ordered as soon as he arrived.
When Zhang Dashan was about to stand up, Zhang Feng said: "Dad, let me go!"
"No, you sit down!"
Zhang Dashan said and passed over.
"Come on, let's play chess!" The old beggar arranged the chess pieces as if he didn't see Zhang Feng.
So the two started fighting. Zhang Feng was really bored sitting here and said to General Wan's chess piece: "General, get on the left horse!"
"Don't talk!" said the old beggar.
General Wan made Zhang Feng's move, and the old beggar's defense collapsed. The old beggar was so angry that he scattered his pieces: "It's all your fault, you're too talkative!"
"Hey, old guy, your chess skills are not as good as others!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.
The old beggar said: "I want you to tell me!"
In terms of chess skills, the old beggar is not as good as General Wan. General Wan's heart is very heavy. They are both big guys. If you take one step, you will see five or six moves!
"Okay, master and disciple!" General Wan said with a smile: "Haha!"
"He is not my apprentice!"
"He is not my master!"
Seeing the posture of these two people, General Wan was unhappy and said angrily: "I have become a bad guy?"
At this moment, a car came, an old Jetta covered in dust, and an Uncle Luo in casual clothes.
Zhang Feng hasn't seen him for a long time. He used to be in charge of the Huangquan team, but then the Huangquan team disappeared. It's unknown where he went, and now he's out again.
There must be something big going on this time.
"Oh, I didn't expect the actors to be here too!"
Uncle Luo shouted before he even got close.
"Uncle Luo!" Zhang Feng stood up and shouted respectfully.
When Zhang Feng was about to report to the university, it was Uncle Luo who brought him to Huangquan. Otherwise, he would have almost graduated by now and might be looking for a job. As for senior Hu Xinting, forget it.
And now it's possible.
Therefore, Zhang Feng would like to thank Uncle Luo.
Yun Qian also came over to say hello. They are all old acquaintances. Uncle Luo just asked: "Where is the little guy?"
"I don't know where it went through the grass." Yun Qian said helplessly.
Many times Yun Qian wonders, how could she give birth to such a troubled son
Uncle Luo looked at Sharapova with a smile and said, "You must be Sharapova, welcome!"
"Thank you!" Sharapova smiled friendly.
The greeting is complete. Although Uncle Luo has never met Sharapova, Zhang Feng's affairs are not a secret. His every move affects everyone's nerves.
Uncle Luo sat in the pavilion, and the four men were talking.
It seemed that they were going to eat here. Yun Qian went to help her father-in-law, and Sharapova helped.
There are no good ingredients here. In fact, I can't say that they are the best. There are vegetables, which are grown by Zhang Dashan and General Wan themselves and are pollution-free.
This meal will be light and healthy.
The four men in the pavilion wouldn't care.
"Little Luo, the matter hasn't been settled yet?" the old beggar asked.
Come on, come on, let’s get down to business.
"Not yet, it's very difficult!" Uncle Luo was obviously frustrated and helpless.
General Wan stood up to leave, but the old beggar said: "Sit down, sit down!"
"You guys talk!" General Wan said and left. He was old and didn't want to hear so many things.
"This old boy, come back, it's your business!" The old beggar forcefully pulled him back.
General Wan had no choice but to come back and sit down: "What can you do with me? You study yours, but I don't understand that!"
"You don't understand research, but you understand people!" said the old beggar.
"Looks like you all have a plan!"
General Wan drank tea helplessly, finally feeling better.
The old beggar said to Uncle Luo: "There is always a breakthrough, look for it!"
"His son!!" Uncle Luo said.