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Chapter 632 The Love of the Older Generation

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    In the middle of the night, Xu Yishan heard a hasty knock on the door.

    Without further ado, Huang Shan and his son rushed to the nursing home when they called him.

    It turned out that Mayor Hu Jin had already returned to Yanjing.  Currently in a nursing home.

    Xu Yishan didn't say anything, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart.  I thought Huangshan would not want to delay to show his loyalty because it was Hu Jin who came back, right?

    Hu Jin looked in surprise at Huangshan who rushed over, and was even more surprised that Xu Yishan was there.

    He frowned slightly, and asked with a half-smile, "Secretary Huang, are you free in Maoshan County?"

    Although this sentence clearly meant reproach, Huang Shan didn't show any shame at all.  Instead, he said with a smile on his face: "Although there are many things in the county, compared to Mr. Liao, those things are trivial."

    "The matter of grandpa is a big matter?" Hu Jin snorted and said, "Besides, what's the matter with grandpa?"

    Huang Shan said quickly: "Mayor Hu, I want to report my thoughts to you alone."

    Hu Jin waved his hand and said: "You don't need to be so polite. Secretary Huang, just say what you think. However, I still hope that you will put the county as the most important thing. Grandpa's affairs can only be done with us juniors."

    Huang Shan said earnestly: "Mr. Liao is the grandfather of Mayor Hu, and also the most precious asset of our Maoshan County. I am here this time to represent more than 700,000 people in the county. I wish Mr. Liao a safe passage."

    Hu Jin didn't speak anymore, and turned around and left Mr. Liao's room.

    Huang Shan followed closely behind and followed out.

    Elder Liao is in good spirits. Apart from being thin, he doesn't seem to be a dying person.

    He waved his hand to signal Sister Liao Xiaoya to go out, and said straightly: "You all go out and sit, and leave little friend Xu to talk with me."

    Old Liao drove his granddaughters out, but they had to listen.

    Liao Xiaoya hesitated to speak, glanced at Xu Yishan coldly, and told him in a low voice: "Don't let grandpa talk, he needs to rest more."

    Xu Yishan nodded quickly and watched them go out.

    As soon as the door was closed, Elder Liao beckoned Xu Yishan to go over impatiently, and said mischievously: "Look at them, they all think that my old man will die. Let me tell you, kid, I won't die so easily."

    Xu Yishan grinned and said, "Old Liao, you are right, I will not let you go either."

    Mr. Liao quickly brought up the topic of his memories of Maoshan when he was young.

    Elder Liao sighed suddenly and said, "In my life, I am most sorry for one person. I heard that she has already left, so I am going to follow her."

    Xu Yishan was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly reacted and enlightened him: "There will be regrets in life. Mr. Liao, you have fought all your life and devoted your whole life to the country and the people. You are a role model for us to learn from."

    Old Liao sighed and said, "It's all fake. What is it for the country and the people? When you get old, you'll know that if a man can't even protect his own woman well, no matter how brilliant his life is, he's nothing but bullshit."  life."

    Xu Yishan had fun, and Liao Lao's words were not without humor.  Unexpectedly, at the age of ninety, he still speaks so casually.

    "My whole life, looking back now. I think, if God comes back again, my choice will definitely not be what it is today." Liao Lao's face was radiant, and his eyes were shining.

    Xu Yishan knew that he had reached the point of being emotional, and the recalled memories were like water, flooding his gradually desolate heart.

    His expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes softened a lot.  Quietly looking at a cloud of shadows on the wall, as if admiring a picture of a beauty, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile.

    "I heard that when she left, you were still in charge." Elder Liao turned his face to look at Xu Yishan, and said softly, "Thank you, little friend."

    Xu Yishan's heart skipped a beat, and a thought came to his mind, could it be that she is the person Mr. Liao cares about?

    He tentatively asked: "Are you talking about grandma Wu Jiagu, old man Wu Meixin?"

    Elder Liao didn't affirm or deny it.  When Xu Yishan said the name, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

    His expression made Xu Yishan firm in his mind.  Mr. Liao was talking about Grandma Wu.

    However, at that time, they were two people of different classes, and it was impossible for them to get together.  What made them fall in love?  Besides, I have been in contact with Grandma Wu's aunt for so long, and I have never heard her mention Lao Liao.

    Elder Liao said indifferently: "My real name is Liao Yanqiu. She changed it to me as Liao Yanqiu. The difference of one word made me lose her forever in this life."

    The story has to go back to the last century.The 1900s.  It was still a relatively peaceful society.

    One day, Wu Meixin, the eldest daughter of the Wu family who was studying in the provincial capital, was stopped by a group of people on the way back to Maoshan to visit her parents.

    ?This is a team composed of aspiring young students, social homeless and ordinary people.  They are guerrilla fighters in the mountains all year round, specializing in killing the rich and helping the poor, and attacking landlords and bullies.

    The leader was Liao Yanqiu, who was only seventeen years old at the time.

    The Wu family is one of the richest households in Maoshan County, and almost half of Maoshan City belongs to the Wu family.

    It is such an exciting and important event to suddenly intercept Miss Wu's family.  Because I have her in my hand, I seem to see the white money rolling in.

    After rummaging through Miss Wu's package, they were not disappointed.

    She didn't bring much money with her.

    So someone proposed to detain him, send someone to inform the Wu family, and redeem him with money.

    The eldest lady of the Wu family was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to say a word.

    Liao Yanqiu walked in front of her, only took one look at her, and felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.  He felt a little dizzy, a sudden heat wave in his heart made him short of breath, his face turned red.

    They are about the same age. A year ago, Liao Yanqiu was still studying in school.  Later, the surging revolutionary upsurge made him join the army. Liao Yanqiu firmly believed that the only way to change the fate of the country and the nation was to establish a new regime through violent revolution.

    The Miss Wu family in front of me is dressed in a student cheongsam.  She is so young, so innocent.  The fright that flashed in his eyes made his heart tighten violently.

    Just when everyone was discussing whether to drag her up the mountain, he suddenly gave an order, "Let her go."

    Others were puzzled and accused him of letting go of class enemies.

    He only said one sentence, "A weak woman, what kind of enemy is she?"

    When Miss Wu's family heard him let her go, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.  When she was sure to let her leave, she suddenly asked him, "What's your name?"

    He told her in a low voice, "My name is Liao Yanqiu, the language of language, the autumn of autumn."

    She smiled and bloomed in front of his eyes like a flower.

    "My name is Wu Meixin, the plum of plum blossoms, the fragrant Xin."

    Liao Yanqiu hummed, and said, "Don't go out alone in the future, the army is chaotic, pay attention to safety."

    Wu Meixin looked up at the blue sky, and said softly: "The world is originally clean, but the red sun is scorching. You can change the word 'yan' to 'yan'."

    Liao Yanqiu didn't speak, but in the days to come, he quietly changed the word "yan" into "yan", so that until now, Liao Lao's honorable name is still Liao Yanqiu.

    Old Liao suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Little friend, you are the only one who listens to my story."

    Xu Yishan was flattered and nervously said: "I don't remember anything."

    Old Liao smiled, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "I'm tired. I've told you the story, and I don't have any regrets in my heart. Let's go." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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