Six Hundred and Forty-Seven The Best Result

The siblings returned from the rainy Chengcheng to the already chilly Jiangbin City, and took the high-speed train to Yali.

Yali City, Yali Town to be precise, is located 200 kilometers southeast of Jiangbin City.

Even though it's a small town, there's a huge ski area here.

Although November is approaching and the season is about to start, Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue have no intention of skiing.

In the afternoon, Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue took a taxi to a slightly shabby residential area according to the address given by Zhang Songfu.

Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue walked around. The living area was pretty good, with pharmacies, fruit and vegetable shops, etc. The siblings found a hotel and opened a standard room.

Of course, you can't expect good conditions in a small hotel in a small town. Han Jiangxue understood what Jiang Xiao meant. He didn't want her to go with him.

In the hotel, Jiang Xiao looked in the mirror and changed his appearance. Then he walked out of the bathroom, looked at Han Jiangxue and said, "Does it look like me when I am thirty?"

Han Jiangxue was obviously stunned for a moment. Jiang Xiao, who was supposed to have a youthful face, was now very mature. Is this a middle-aged Jiang Xiao?

Jiang Xiao continued: "Would it be cooler if I had a beard?"

As he spoke, a beard appeared above Jiang Xiao's lips, and his small round head turned into finger-long short curly hair.

Han Jiangxue pursed her lips slightly, as if she had seen Jiang Xiao's prime years. His face had changed, but his bright eyes remained unchanged.

He is no longer the ignorant young man. After training hard day and night, participating in battles of all sizes, and stepping onto the top of the world step by step to win the world championship, his temperament has changed. After training, he is far more attractive than his appearance.

Han Jiangxue said softly: "No beard."

Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, wiped off the beard on his lips, turned around and left: "I'll be back as soon as possible."

Jiang Xiao put on his hat and walked out of the hotel. He bought some fruits at a nearby fruit and vegetable store, picked up a box of milk and walked into the dilapidated residential area across the street.

Quickly reaching the third floor, Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, put down the milk box, and knocked gently on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

No one answered.

Jiang Xiao knocked on the door again... but still no one answered.

Jiang Xiao took off his hat and scratched the natural curls. Aren't you at home?

The wait lasted four hours. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Xiao finally arrived at Zhang Songfu's father.

In fact, since after five o'clock in the afternoon, residents have returned one after another. When they walked past the third floor, they all looked at the man waiting at the door with curious eyes, and several of them even showed some emotion. appearance.

It seems... they know who the family living in 301 is and have seen such a scene.

A tall and thin man walked to the second and a half floor and saw a slender figure leaning against the door of his room. There was a milk box at his feet with several bags of fruit on it. Immediately, the man asked: "Who are you?" ?”

Jiang Xiao turned his head. He thought he was another passerby, but he didn't expect that he would return home.

Don’t look at the residential areas as old and dilapidated. Because of their age, the neighbors are familiar with each other and the occupancy rate is very high...

Jiang Xiao looked at the man who was probably in his fifties, looking for traces of Zhang Songfu and his son on his face, and said, "Uncle Zhang?"

Father Zhang nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Xiao as well, and said with a smile, "Song Fu's comrade?"

Jiang Xiao nodded repeatedly. It seemed that this situation had happened many times and Father Zhang had already experienced it.

Seeing that Father Zhang was in good condition, Jiang Xiao smiled and asked, "How did you know?"

"Haha." Father Zhang picked up the key and walked up, saying with a smile, "You guys who have been on the battlefield can tell it at a glance... Come in quickly."

Jiang Xiao grinned. Zhang Songfu said that his father was an old policeman and he also had two brushes.

Moreover, his father is also a special policeman: railway police.

Father Zhang opened the door, got a pair of slippers for Jiang Xiao, and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time? I'll ask where your aunt is and ask her to come back and cook. We'll eat at home tonight."

Jiang Xiao walked in carrying fruit and a milk box, looking at the small house.

Although the residential building is old, the house is very clean. Jiang Xiao put the things on the coffee table and looked around. The house is about 7 to 80 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room. The old couple should be very comfortable living there. .

Ever since he met Father Zhang, Jiang Xiao has been secretly observing his expression. Can you tell that he is in good condition?

Jiang Xiao was visiting the house, looking for any clues that showed the living conditions of the old couple, when he heard the strong Northeastern accent coming from the kitchen: "Rookie group? What kind of rookie group? Don't join. Sha Leng is back. We have guests at home (qiě) ”

After muttering a few words, Father Zhang returned to the living room with twice the amount of tea and said: "Sit, sit, sit down quickly."

With an expert guiding the way, Jiang Xiao's Northeastern accent also returned: "What is the rookie group?"

Father Zhang sat on the sofa and said: "One yuan, farmhouse entertainment, pick-up and drop-off, food and accommodation included."

"Ah?" Jiang Xiao said, "Is it reliable?"

Father Zhang: "I don't think so either, but your aunt has participated several times and had a really good time."

Jiang Xiao thought about it, is it just another way of advertising?

This is a good group-oriented approach. If an aunt of this age is well taken care of, the advertising effect will be that one person can cover a community...

After a topic, the living room fell into silence for a while.

"Ahem." Father Zhang coughed twice and said, "Song Fu's comrades have come in several batches, and you are also interested."

Jiang Xiao smiled apologetically and said, "I'm late."

Father Zhang waved his hand and smiled: "It's not too late, Songfu has made many good brothers, haha, he has a lot of potential."

Jiang Xiao's words were only understood in his heart. He was really late, whether it was in the snowfield or here, it was too late.

Jiang Xiao said: "Uncle hasn't retired yet?"

Father Zhang: "It's early. I'm only 53 and retired at 60. Haven't you just come back from get off work? Your aunt is retired. She works around every day, being a rookie troupe and square dancer, so she has no time to spare."

Such homely words sounded like the best result to Jiang Xiao's ears.

Jiang Xiao: "How old are you, aunt, to retire so early?"

Father Zhang: "She is a railway employee, a front-line worker. She can retire at the age of 51."

This old railway...

The two men chatted and opened up the topic. 20 minutes later, Zhang’s mother hurried back with a bag of vegetables. As soon as she opened the door, she said: "Okay, okay, I will cook you two vegetables." go."

Jiang Xiao scratched his head, didn't you even ask for his name?

...

In less than half an hour, four dishes and one soup were put on the table. The couple didn't even ask about when Jiang Xiao would return to the team. They just acquiesced and forced him to stay for dinner.

However, Jiang Xiao felt a little frightened when he looked at the bulk liquor in the plastic bottle.

When it comes to liquor, we don't need to worry about industrial production, but we need to worry about home-brewed liquor. The alcohol content is too high, and Jiang Xiao really can't stand it.

After drinking a bottle, Jiang Xiao regretted it. He should have brought Erwei so that she could have a good drink with Zhang's father...

Zhang's mother had short hair, permed and curled, and was in good spirits. She kept letting Jiang Xiao eat this and that.

Jiang Xiao finally experienced the feeling of picking up chopsticks to eat food and putting down chopsticks to drink.

"You kids, don't worry, we are living a good life." Zhang's mother got up and went to the sink, washing cucumbers and preparing to add something to the father and son, while saying, "He is still working. I also get a monthly pension, and your team also provides a lot of care, which is enough for us to live on."

"Hiccup~" Jiang Xiao burped, smelling of alcohol, stretched out his hand and said, "Wait a minute, Uncle Zhang, I'll take it easy."

Father Zhang took a sip of liquor and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, this is just one tank, why can't you do it anymore? Are you really a soldier?"

Jiang Xiao bared his teeth and grinned, what the fuck?

If you stimulate me again, I can call and "shake" the person!

Mother Zhang brought a plate of cucumbers and a plate of soybean paste to the table, patted Father Zhang's arm, glared at him very dissatisfied, and turned to look at Jiang Xiao: "Eat more, eat more cucumbers, stay healthy." My throat, this wine is so strong, it feels like it’s burning after you take a sip.”

Click.

Jiang Xiao took a bite of the cucumber and said, "That's fine. Song Fu can rest assured."

Wine can be good or bad.

Under the influence of alcohol, such words seemed inappropriate.

Zhang's mother smiled and said, "I have cried, I have shouted, and my tears have dried up. I still have to live."

After saying that, Zhang's mother looked at Zhang's father. The reason for the old couple's survival seemed to have become each other. After all, Zhang Songfu is their only child. The shock of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Jiang Xiao woke up a little and fell silent.

He really wanted to tell the two elders that their child was still alive and strong.

But Erwei's words still linger in his ears: Don't give them hope, don't be the last straw.

The "them" Erwei refers to refers to those soldiers from the upper dimensions. This sentence also applies to the old couple.

But Zhang's father said: "That boy has a lot of potential and is doing serious business. I won't talk about it anymore. My son, where do you work now?"

Zhang's mother also looked over and asked with concern: "Are you busy? Are you tired?"

Jiang Xiao held his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and said nothing.

"Keep it secret?" Father Zhang laughed loudly, "Just like Song Fu, he doesn't say anything when asked."

Mother Zhang suddenly stretched out her hand, held down Jiang Xiao's arm, and said, "Xiao Jiang, since you can ask for leave, go back and spend more time with your parents."

Jiang Xiao nodded heavily.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Jiang Xiao helped Zhang's father to the bed to rest. After Zhang's mother repeatedly persuaded her, Jiang Xiao finally walked out of the house.

Although under the protection of Zhang's mother, Jiang Xiao drank less than Zhang's father, Jiang Xiao also drank too much and staggered. When he reached the first floor, he flashed away and returned directly to the hotel.

Han Jiangxue was absorbing star power. When she saw Jiang Xiao standing in the room smelling of alcohol, she hurriedly got up and walked over: "How are you? Drinking so much?"

Jiang Xiao said helplessly: "It's hard to refuse such kindness."

With that said, Jiang Xiao took out his cell phone and handed it to Han Jiangxue.

Han Jiangxue took the phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and found that the phone was in camera mode.

Han Jiangxue clicked on the photo and saw a middle-aged and elderly couple sitting at the table in the small kitchen. Zhang's father was picking up vegetables, and Zhang's mother was talking to Zhang's father.

Jiang Xiao fell on the bed, hugged the pillow, and said, "I wanted to ask for the photo directly, but I couldn't find a suitable reason. I took this secret photo when I went to the toilet, and I'm going to print it out."

"Yeah." Han Jiangxue locked the phone screen and put it on the bedside table, and said, "Are you going to die again?"

Jiang Xiao kicked off his shoes, curled up on the bed, and said in a daze: "Who knows."

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