Chapter 426: The Man Man Laoyezi's Showing Off

The old man heard the shout, turned around slowly, and carefully sized up the old general. In his mind, a young face gradually merged with the old face in front of him.

"Zhang Qianjin!"

"Present!" Zhang Qianjin puffed out his chest, and a murderous aura erupted from his body, "Former Red Team member, Zhang Qianjin reporting, please give instructions, Class Monitor."

The old man said: "At ease!"

"Yes!" Zhang Qianjin shouted.

The old man had tears in his eyes, but with a smile on his face, he walked over and hugged Zhang Qianjin tightly.

The young man and young woman standing to the side looked curiously at the old man. Where did this old man, who looked like a farmer, come from, that Grandpa respected him so much.

The old man said: "You've aged!"

"We've all aged." Zhang Qianjin said: "For a period of time, the old chief's health has been very poor. I went to see him two days ago, and he was still talking about you. He said his body was getting worse day by day, saying that maybe one day he would go to see Marx, and you wouldn't come to see him. He even cursed you, saying Zhou Banghua was a deserter. Hiding in a corner to enjoy peace, too much of a bastard."

The old man laughed, then fell silent again: "In a while, we'll go see the old chief."

Zhang Qianjin nodded heavily: "Good, seeing you, the old chief will definitely be happy, his illness could be half cured."

The old man looked at the young man and young woman: "Are these two little guys your grandson and granddaughter?"

"They are the children of my second son!" Zhang Qianjin said: "Zhang Zuo, Zhang Xuan, call Grandpa Zhou!"

Zhang Xuan bowed very respectfully: "Hello, Grandpa Zhou!"

"Good, good, good!" The old man looked very happy.

Zhang Zuo, looking sloppy, called out reluctantly: "Hello, Grandpa Zhou!"

"Pop!"

Zhang Qianjin slapped Zhang Zuo on the back of the neck: "Speak properly."

Zhang Zuo immediately stood straight, learned from his sister, and bowed: "Hello, Grandpa Zhou!"

The old man laughed out loud: "This kid is not easy to handle."

"Pop!"

Zhang Qianjin slapped Zhang Zuo on the back of the neck again, making Zhang Zuo dazed.

"I didn't provoke you, why did you hit me again?"

Zhang Qianjin snorted coldly: "Seeing you, my hand itches, I want to hit you, so what?"

Zhang Zuo said tearfully: "You are the grandfather, I am the grandson, you want to do whatever you want."

Zhang Qianjin said helplessly: "My eldest son gave me two grandsons, also not promising. One is wasting time in the government office, shouting all day that he wants to go into business. The other is hanging out with some fox friends all day, don't know what he's doing.

Zhang Zuo, even more worry-free, liked to cause trouble when he was young. No way, I brought him to my side to watch him personally. I'm preparing to send him into the army after the New Year to forge him well."

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but be smug: "My grandson is quite promising, you should have heard his name."

"Oh?" Zhang Qianjin became interested, "What's his name?"

The old man put his hands behind his back, showing off without concealment, "Called Zhou Andong, Factory Director of Jiangzhou Distillery, and also General Manager of the foreign company Qiudongfang. A while ago, the British Royal Family ordered Jiang Xiaobai, and the British Embassy counselor personally went to Jiangzhou to talk to my grandson."

Zhang Qianjin wouldn't watch any TV programs, but he didn't miss the news for a day. Zhou Andong had already been on the news twice, how could he not know.

Plus, from the Jiangzhou fake liquor case, Zhou Andong's name hadn't disappeared from the public eye.

Coupled with the several reports on Zhou Andong by the People's Daily, Zhang Qianjin was not unfamiliar with Zhou Andong's name at all.

"Class Monitor, Jiangzhou Distillery Factory Director, Zhou Andong is your grandson?" Zhang Qianjin opened his mouth wide, looking unbelievable.

The old man laughed quite happily: "Of course!"

"Pop!" Zhang Qianjin slapped Zhang Zuo on the back of the neck again.

Zhang Zuo was about to cry: "Why did you hit me again?"

Zhang Qianjin said with a cold face: "Bastard, look at Zhou Andong, then look at you, hanging out all day, only knowing how to cause trouble, if I don't hit you, who do I hit?"

Zhang Zuo was very unconvinced: "Why don't you hit the eldest and second brother!"

Zhang Qianjin said: "They don't come to my side either."

Zhang Zuo opened his mouth, actually not knowing how to refute. He really wanted to say, can I go too, then looking at the old man's face, he didn't dare to say it.

Zhang Qianjin was truly envious: "Class Monitor, nothing else to say, in the matter of educating grandsons, I am not as good as you."

Looking at Zhang Qianjin's envious eyes, the old man was satisfied, but didn't mention Zhou Anbin and Zhou Anlei at all.

"Alright!" The old man said: "Hurry up and light a cigarette for the old partners, pour a glass of wine, and then go see the old chief."

At this time, a captain with two soldiers ran over: "Report!"

Zhang Qianjin said: "You don't need to do anything, go back."

The captain hesitated, didn't leave, but started to stand guard.

Zhang Qianjin didn't pay attention to them, followed the old man, and lit cigarettes and poured wine for the comrades.

Busy for more than half an hour, finally the two old men raised their wine bottles.

Zhang Qianjin said: "Brothers, the Class Monitor has come to see you all, let's drink together."

"Sorry brothers, for so many years, I only came to see you." The old man shook his wine bottle, "I'll drink first."

After saying this, the old man drank the little wine left in the bottle in one gulp.

Zhang Qianjin said: "I'll drink too."

After drinking, the two old men placed the wine bottles in front of a tomb.

Zhang Qianjin said: "We're leaving, we'll come to see you all when we have time."

The old man said: "Wait, in a few years, I'll be over too. Get more ammunition, when I get over, we'll continue to beat the little devils."

Zhang Qianjin laughed out loud: "Right, when we get over, we'll continue to beat the little devils."

"Let's go!" The old man said.

"Stinky girl, why are you laughing?" Zhang Zuo glared at his sister.

Zhang Xuan bit her lip, trying hard not to let herself laugh again, but the upturned corners of her mouth proved that she was actually still laughing.

"Sorry, sorry." Zhang Xuan waved her hand, "I didn't mean to laugh at you, but thinking of you being slapped by Grandpa, I couldn't help but be happy."

"You..."

Zhang Zuo was so angry his teeth itched, but looking at the old man in front, he didn't dare to do anything to his sister.

"What's wrong!" Zhang Xuan said with a smile: "You still want to hit me?"

"Hmph!"

Zhang Zuo snorted coldly, quickened his pace, and stopped paying attention to this sister. Really, he couldn't afford to provoke her.

If he dared to touch Zhang Xuan with a finger, the old man would dare to break his finger.

Leaving the cemetery, two cars were parked at the gate, one of which was a Red Flag with military plates.

The guard who had been waiting hurriedly opened the door, then looked quite surprised, watching the Chief stand to the side, letting a strange old man get into the car first.

Zhang Zuo and Zhang Xuan got into another car, then headed straight for the Forbidden City. ===== CHAPTER 427 =====