You don't spoil your daughter, right? I do!

Chapter 500 Wu Weiguo's Past

Xie Zhan sat down beside Wu Weiguo's bed, scratched his head, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He held it in for a long time, his cheeks flushed red, and said only one sentence, "Old fox, if you don't get up, I will take a picture of your bald head and post it on my circle of friends!"

Lin Hao looked at Xie Zhan in surprise. It was already such a late hour, why was grandpa still so naughty?

However, as Xie Zhan's voice fell, Wu Weiguo's middle finger trembled.

Looking at Wu Weiguo's middle finger, everyone's mouth corners twitched involuntarily, as if he was mocking their efforts.

Lin Hao sighed softly and said, "Grandpa, aren't you comrades-in-arms? Don't you have any unforgettable stories?"

Xie Zhan curled his lips and said, "I am in charge of the front battlefield, and he is fighting guerrilla warfare behind the enemy lines. We hardly encounter each other on the battlefield."

"That is, we only gather together for meetings when the leaders call us together, but after the meetings we return to our respective battlefields."

"We have a deep revolutionary friendship based on the same beliefs. There are no sentimental stories."

Lin Hao rolled his eyes. This was not a reason to take ugly photos of people and post them on WeChat Moments!

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment at this moment. Seeing that Mr. Wu showed no signs of waking up, the ward fell into an eerie silence.

Lin Jianguo looked around. Fortunately, he brought all his cards with him today and was ready to apologize sincerely. As a result, he found that there was still room for improvement.

He looked at the old man's face on the hospital bed, and his impression of him was completely limited to the major battles reported by the media.

He thought for a moment and suddenly said, "September 9, XX."

Just as he said this date, the testing instrument suddenly made a buzzing sound, and Wu Weiguo's wrinkled hands clenched into fists.

Xie Zhan's brows were tightly locked together, and there was a fierce look in his eyes!

Lin Jianguo paused briefly, and when no one interrupted him, he continued, "The Kwantung Army stationed in the northern cities of Jiaobenji suddenly launched an attack. It took 4 months and 18 days for all the cities in the northeast of Daxia to fall."

"..."

Wu Weiguo fell into a very deep dream, in which he returned to his youth.

At that time, he was still working in the landlord's house in the village.

The landlord was kind and allowed us to have two meals a day and meat once a week.

In order to repay the landlord, he worked the hardest and did not stop when others were resting.

There was often a girl with pigtails standing by the field, watching him work and calling him "silly boy".

Sometimes when the girl came back from school, she would bring him some snacks, such as maltose, pea yellow, and osmanthus cake.

Although he knew that the girl was the daughter of a landlord and he should not have any other thoughts about her, the girl's innocence and romance still deeply attracted him.

He bravely expressed his feelings. The landlord saw that he was hardworking and down-to-earth, so he had no grudges and held a wedding for the two of them.

After marriage, he and the girl had two sons and two daughters, and lived their happy life.

Until the landlord passed away, he inherited the position of landlord and began to help with some small business for the family.

Time passed leisurely, day by day, year by year, until the girl had gray hair and the boy lived up to his youth.

Death came to this world equally, and he held the hand of the girl he loved, preparing to fall into a longer sleep.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and September 9, XX kept echoing in his mind.

The beautiful scene changed in an instant and he returned to his youth.

The landlord knew his little thoughts and hinted to him to pay attention to his identity while the girl was at school.

He returned to the fields to work in a daze, and the other farmhands couldn't stop laughing at him, saying that the toad wanted to eat swan flesh!

While eating lunch, the farmhands were chatting about news they had heard from somewhere.

They said that people from the Jiaoben Kingdom have already captured the northeastern city of Daxia and should be arriving here soon.

He ate his meal in a depressed mood, listening to the farmhand telling about the evil deeds of the Foot Basin Chicken in the Northeast. Thinking about the warning the landlord had given him today, he felt that today's meal was particularly bitter.

The girl came back from class and came to him with the candied haws she had just bought.

Looking at the innocent and romantic girl, he suddenly thought of the chicken that was rampant in the Northeast, and asked the girl how far the Northeast was from here.

The countryside was silent at night. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The farthest place he had ever been was just the town, and the Northeast was two provinces away from their village.

But the boy still firmly believed that it was because the chicken was unaware of the girl's existence, otherwise it would have attacked him soon.

The next morning, he put the only sickle in his house on his waist and said goodbye to the landlord.

Not only did he not ask for any wages, he also asked the landlord to transfer the money he had saved over the years to the girl.

After learning the reason, the landlord not only did not accept the money, but also prepared a large meal to see him off!

The landlord personally poured wine for the young man, and everyone got drunk.

He vaguely remembered the girl's red eyes from crying, begging him not to go and die.

But he felt that he was not worthy of the girl if he stayed in the village. Instead of living a muddle-headed life of eating and waiting to die, he might as well contribute his strength to protect the girl in front of him.

In the dead of night, he seemed to be taken to a boudoir by the girl. This was the first time in his life that he lay on a soft bed.

The next morning, he looked at the sleeping girl, recalled the madness of last night, gently tucked the quilt for the girl, and gave her a deep kiss on the forehead.

When he walked out of the girl's boudoir, the landlord looked a little unnatural and threw a bundle on the ground in front of him.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the landlord, indicating that he would definitely make a name for himself. Then he carried the bag prepared for him by the landlord and left the village.