Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1302 New Year’s Eve

The few guests sitting at the table only gave their gifts at this time!

What Lei Xiong gave as a gift was a traditional long-life lock, but judging from its quality, it was not new. It must have been a few years old.

"This was passed down from my grandfather's grandfather. Only the eldest grandson is qualified to wear it. It is said that it was blessed by an eminent monk. It has also benefited from this longevity lock. I, the eldest grandson of the sixth generation of the Lei family, have never died young. , I specially took it from home when I returned home and gave it to my future nephew and niece. I wish him (her) a safe life!" Lei Xiong sent the longevity lock to Tantai Mingyue.

"Brother Lei, this is too expensive, I can't have it!" Tantai Mingyue quickly waved her hand and refused.

Although this silver longevity lock is not expensive in terms of quality, its meaning is great. How could she and Tang Dao take away the luck of the Lei Xiong family.

"Brother and sister, please accept it. If it were in a time of peace, I would naturally rather give Jinshan than this. But the situation is different now. The end of our war with the Japanese invaders is still far away.

Our four-line regiment is on the front line in North China, and behind us is the Yellow River. My Lei family is in Guanzhong. If the Yellow River defense line is broken, the longevity lock will definitely not be able to protect my young son's life. It is better to give it to my niece and nephew, hoping that the ancestors can protect him (her) )Safety. Lei Xiong shook his head and said sincerely.

The sincere words made the soldiers at the wine table become somewhat silent.

As soldiers, they just sit around on the front line. Even if they die in battle, they are just corpses wrapped in horse leather, but children are undoubtedly their biggest weakness.

Those children who were born during the war years were so innocent. Their parents brought them into this world out of love, but when they opened their eyes, what they saw was the cruel flames of war.

Lei Xiong, as an uncle, is really thoughtful.

Mrs. Tantai's eyes turned slightly red when she thought that her future grandson would be in such an environment. She just thought that today was the wedding day of her daughter and son-in-law, and it was unlucky to shed tears. She could only lower her head to hold back the sadness that arose spontaneously.

Suddenly, her hand was held by a slightly cold hand. When she looked up, her husband Tantai Yunshu's eyes were full of determination, but Mrs. Tantai, who was feeling fragile in her heart, seemed to have the strongest support. .

She hadn't seen him in nearly a year, and her husband seemed to have changed a lot.

The former Tantai Yunshu was elegant and arrogant. There were not many people in the world who could respect him. Not to mention the current officers who looked a bit rough at first glance, they were the great professors at Jinling University and Yenching University. , he was too lazy to deal with them, but now Kuang Sheng, who had cut off his long hair, seemed to have the same temperament as them.

Courageous and tenacious!

No one mentioned that to Mrs. Tantai. Lao Tantai personally led more than a thousand technicians and militiamen to support the front line. This was not just transporting supplies, but actually fighting the Japanese invaders.

Even Lao Tantai himself was equipped with a pistol and two grenades on his waist!

Even Teacher Xiao He didn't know that Kuangsheng, who once only held a brush in his hand, also had a grenade hidden in his chest. Once the support failed, he would never be a prisoner of the Japanese army. It was his last glory. bomb.

In the past year, not only the new recruits and veterans of the Four Lines Regiment were constantly learning and tempering to become the strongest Chinese soldiers, but Lao Tantai was also completing his transformation.

This is the worst of times, but it is also the best of times. Everyone is forced to become the strongest version of themselves.

Otherwise, you will be eliminated!

"Okay, Brother Lei, I accept this great gift." Tang Dao motioned to Tantai Mingyue to accept it.

"When the war ends someday, I will return this longevity lock to my godson!"

"Haha! Then it's settled, my boy will definitely like you as his godfather." Lei Xiong laughed.

When Lei Xiong returned to his hometown this time, he secretly went to a Taoist temple in his hometown to have a fortune telling. The fortune tell revealed that he was in serious trouble. He was not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but was worried that his wife and son would not be taken care of.

And Tang Dao's future is unimaginable. If his son has such a godfather, he will almost have a worry-free life, and he can put away his worries.

Compared with Lei Xiong's gift, which was a heavy gift, the gifts given by Ye Chenghuan, Gong Shaoxun, and Zhuang Shisan were a little more ordinary.

What Ye Chenghuan sent as a gift was a poem he wrote: "The legend of Fu Nu's victory in the East, charging into battle and walking through the smoke of gunfire, the rain of bullets and bullets is as fierce as a tiger, the husband and wife are shaking Taihang!"

The poems are well written, and the regular script is also very charming.

Everyone looked at this army colonel who was only 25 years old and had spent his youth in the army with admiration. No wonder Tang Dao evaluated him as "both civil and military". He really had two skills.

"Huh? Why didn't I see that Xiaoye, you had this skill before? If I had known that you still had this skill, I would never have let Captain Tang poach you away! Look at the handwriting of your successor. It’s terrible, it’s terrible!” Brigadier Cheng Da sighed.

"Chief, I would like to make a suggestion. If you are celebrating the Chinese New Year and it is the occasion of Commander Tang and Company Commander Tantai, please don't pierce Blacksmith Wang's heart!" Wang Xiaoqiang looked aggrieved.

"Okay, later on, on behalf of my 683rd brigade, you will also send me a set of words, and I will come up with the words!" Brigadier Cheng said with a smile.

"Then you'd better keep typing!" When it came to writing, Wang Xiaoqiang started to show off.

Everyone laughed!

Gong Shaoxun sent an armored vehicle model, but it must have been carefully designed. The four wheels can be moved or not, and the doors can also be opened and closed. Presumably, it was specially customized by taking advantage of the many engineers in 'Laboratory No. 1'. It’s also intentional.

Others follow the path of emphasizing etiquette but affection, but the director of the Logistics Department of the Four Elements Regiment follows the path of emphasizing etiquette and affection but not lightly. A pair of golden gold bracelets weigh at least 100 grams!

"Damn it, Director Zhuang, you didn't melt the gold bars directly from your regiment's logistics office!" Wang Xiaoqiang felt like his eyes were blinded by the shining golden light.

"Hehe, I used half a year's military pay and bonus to buy this from the Logistics Department. There are records in the Logistics Department. Otherwise, this is not a gift, but my head." Zhuang Master San Calm answer.

Tang Tuanzuo became so ruthless that he even beat himself. After that experience, who in the Four Elements Regiment would dare to violate military discipline and rules easily? Even if he, the chief of the department, has the courage, his subordinates may not dare.

Being greedy for ink might only result in a whipping in normal times, but in a war like this, it would basically lead to death, even if he was a lieutenant colonel.

"If you want this gift, let me tell you about the three eldest brothers Cheng, Wang, and Xu. My brothers in the Four Elements Group have given you a gift. Where are yours?" Tang Dao took the bracelet with a smile and gave it to Dan on the spot. Tai Mingyue put it on and looked pleased with herself.

Then, he turned his attention to the "Three Poor and Scumbags". That shameless look made the three chief officers of the 683rd Brigade have the urge to slap him.

It’s Chinese New Year, why are you raising money?

"How about Director Ye and I learn from each other and give you and your wife a gift?" Wang Xiaoqiang blinked.

"What talent?" Everyone looked in disbelief.

As the Si Xing Regiment has been stationed in the Taihang Mountains for a long time, they have gradually become familiar with Wang Xiaoqiang, a fierce general of the 683 Brigade. If you want to say that he is commanding the battle, then of course there is nothing to say. His combat style is as fierce as a tiger and as cunning as a fox. Several chief officers also admired him very much.

But if you want to say that he has any talents besides fighting, that is the first time I have heard of him.

"Somersault!" Wang Xiaoqiang looked serious.

With this serious and cautious expression on his face, coupled with the words he said, the reversal should not be too strong.

"Pfft!" Even Mrs. Tantai, as dignified as she was, couldn't hold back her laughter.

A commander of a large regiment, commanding thousands of troops, said he wanted to do somersaults. This was something Mrs. Tantai never expected.

"Damn it, I imagined how you would give me and my wife gifts, Brother Wang, but I never expected this gift! I admire you so much!" Tang Dao shook his head and sighed.

"It's a nice gift, but I beg you not to send it. I'm afraid that once word gets out, I will be beaten to death by the brothers of the 772nd Regiment."

"You are cruel and don't want such an awesome talent. Then, on behalf of our 683 brigade, I can only give you this!" Wang Xiaoqiang pretended to shake his head and sighed. "Would you like a painting of mine?"

"That is a must, and it must be hung in my living room." Tang Dao suppressed his smile.

As for this man, what level is he capable of? Tang Dao still doesn’t know?

But Tang Tuanzuo was completely wrong this time.

When the painting was taken out, it had an ordinary frame. Tantai Yunshu also smiled slightly, watching Tang Dao and Wang Xiaoqiang joking.

When it comes to painting, let alone the dozen or so people sitting here, how many people across the country can he like?

However, as Wang Xiaoqiang carelessly opened the rolled painting, Tantai Yunshu's eyes froze.

It was an ink painting. There was nothing else in the painting, just a galloping horse!

This galloping horse has no saddle or reins, and is running wildly in the vast wilderness. Although the horse is in the painting, it is so majestic that it seems that it can run wildly from the painting paper at any time.

There was silence for a while, and everyone's eyes were attracted to the horse in the painting.

Even rough guys like Tang Dao and Gong Shaoxun knew that this painting was definitely made by everyone. Not only did rough guys like Wang Xiaoqiang think of his rough hands when it came to painting, but also when grinding ink.

"Brother Wang, if you painted this painting, I'll give you half a year. If you can paint another one, how about I personally pay 10,000 silver to buy it?" Tang Dao tried his best to look away from the painting and looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with a half-smile. .

"Hey, I just said it was mine, but I never said it was me who drew it." Wang Xiaoqiang didn't show any shyness. "Just tell me whether you like this painting or not!" "Captain Wang, where did this painting come from?" Before Tang Dao could answer, Lao Tantai interrupted with a serious look.

"I think about it, it should be a trophy from the war with the White Army in Gan Province in 31. Someone wanted to burn it at that time. I thought the horse was a good painting, so I kept it. There are many in my suitcase. It’s been years, and it’s not that the brigade commander asked me to find a way to give Mr. and Mrs. Tang some tasteful gifts, I almost forgot.” Wang Xiaoqiang scratched his head and recalled carefully.

"31 years, that's it." Tantai Yunshu sighed. "This painting was lost on the road that year because a famous painter in the art circle left western Guangdong in anger."

Everyone in the art world? Lao Tantai's words shocked Brigadier Cheng, Tang Dao and others.

With Lao Tantai's talent and arrogance, how awesome must someone be to be called a master in the painting world?

Tang Dao raised his brows and suddenly remembered someone.

"This painting is still the work of that man's youth, and has not yet reached its peak level! Commander Wang, do you know how much this painting is worth?" Tantai Yunshu asked.

"If I were to pay for it," Wang Xiaoqiang thought carefully. "I would rather pay half a month's military pay."

Tantai Yunshu rolled his eyes and stretched out a finger.

"One hundred oceans? That's impossible!" Wang Xiaoqiang was frightened and looked at Tang Dao with distress written all over his face. "Brother, can we discuss it? This painting is worth one hundred. The chief, myself and Lao Xu will give it fifty together. How about you return fifty oceans to me?"

This sound made my brother almost feel numb to Tang Dao until he died.

"Okay! My husband and I will privately sponsor the 683rd Brigade with 5000 yuan for the Chinese New Year!" Tang Dao, who was holding back his discomfort, answered decisively without any hesitation this time.

"Brother, I have nothing else to repay. I drank this bowl of wine." Wang Xiaoqiang almost cried because he was not moved. He poured a full bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for the gift. I will accept it." When Tantai Mingyue saw the behavior of her father and husband, she still didn't understand the preciousness of this painting, so it was wise to accept it quickly.

Collection of golden times in troubled times, troubled times will pass sooner or later, and besides, this painting is something she admires very much.

Cheng and Xu looked at each other and felt that Tang Dao was a little too un-Tang Dao today, and Professor Tantai hadn't said how much money he was willing to pay!

Could it be said that the value of this painting is much more than one hundred oceans?

one hundred? You have to add five zeros at the end! In a few more decades.

Although there is no signature on the painting, Tang Dao has determined through his old father-in-law's attitude and painting skills that this painting must be made by the person who was best at painting horses during the Republic of China.

The works that that person left for future generations range from a few million to hundreds of millions. Maybe just this painting can save his son and daughter from doing anything else and just wait to die. How can Tang Dao do it? Don’t spend money quickly, even if you don’t hesitate to pay a year’s military salary.

"Ten thousand oceans!" Lao Tantai said calmly.

"What?" The chief officers of the 683 brigade collectively twitched their lips.

Just now, I was saying that Zhuang Shisan was a rich man who did not hesitate to give him half a year's military salary. After a long time, they were the richest people. One gift was the entire 683 brigade's two months' military expenses.

If Tang Dao hadn't promised to send 5000 yuan as a New Year's fee, these three officials, who were worried about money for the New Year, would have been heartbroken to death.

"However, I am willing to pay 5000 yuan to buy it. Unfortunately, I have no money and can only watch helplessly." Lao Tantai said leisurely at this time. "But if this work is put on the market and someone likes it, there will still be people willing to pay oceans."

"That's it! Uncle Tantai, you really scared me. You were just giving me a gift, but it almost kept me awake at night." Wang Xiaoqiang then patted his chest and looked happy.

Because of the special nature of the Eightyth Army, only a quarter of the military expenditure allocated by the Ministry of Military Affairs was retained in the Army. From headquarters to divisions to brigades to regiments, chief officers at all levels were worried about insufficient military expenditures every day. Wan Dayang was given away easily

Really, Wang Xiaoqiang was afraid that he would be scolded by the leaders.

There was no way around it. Several officers of the 683 brigade also wanted to give Tang Dao a big gift so that they wouldn't feel bad about it, but reality didn't allow it, especially if it had something to do with money.

Even with a high military rank such as Brigadier Cheng, he only receives a military salary of 4.5 yuan per month. For this money, he still has to pay for food, oil, salt, and even help his comrades. If he wants to smoke, he has to borrow money from the guard first. .

Tantai Yunshu and his wife were also very happy. Mrs. Tantai gave her daughter a jade bracelet that her mother had given her as a dowry. Lao Tantai wrote an excerpt from Xin Qiji's poem with a splash of ink on the spot: "Chengfeng It’s great to go, see the mountains and rivers in the sky, thousands of miles away!”

And write it as a gift to your beautiful son and son-in-law, and stamp it with your own seal!

Tang Dao quickly asked Xia Dayu to collect it and put it in the house to dry. After a few more decades, he would probably be able to buy a house in the imperial capital with his father-in-law like him.

The red envelope from his parents was so big that Tang Dao changed his name and called "Abba!" ''Grandma! 'The cliffhanger is sincere.

Although several officers from the Four Elements Group and the three from the 683rd Brigade wanted to see how drunk Tang Tuanzuo was, for the sake of Tantai Mingyue, the bride, the seven of them did not bother with Tang Dao. It's a battle between seven people.

A jar of ten kilograms of wine was just gone, which made Xiaopai Dantai Mingjing's head buzz. Do you really want to be a soldier and you have to be able to drink first?

After mustering up the courage to try and drink half a bowl of wine, Tantai Mingjing was already confused. Seeing Lao Tantai blowing his beard and staring, this kid doesn't follow his father at all.

"Why, my son can't follow his mother!" Mrs. Tantai's look immediately frightened Lao Tantai.

That’s right, doesn’t he still have a daughter to follow him?

As the drinking party came to an end, the Tantai couple had already helped their drunken son back to the house to rest. Lei Xiong and others left one by one, leaving only Brigadier Cheng still at the wine table.

Brigadier Cheng, who originally seemed half-drunk and confused, looked around, but his eyes were clear: "Boy, leave me alone. Do you have something to say? If you want to hurry up, the bride is still in the house. Waiting!"

"Hey, Brother Cheng, don't worry." Tang Dao turned around and shouted into the house: "Daughter-in-law, bring the return gift I prepared to Brother Cheng."

Tantai Mingyue came out carrying a suitcase and put it on the table.

"Hey! Giving away 5000 oceans so quickly is not like Tang Tuanzuo's usual style!" Brigadier Cheng said with a smile.

"Don't you open it and take a look?"

Brigadier Cheng was slightly stunned, and instinctively reached out to open the buckle of the suitcase. Ten large yellow croakers were placed in the suitcase. These 10 large yellow croakers alone were worth more than yuan.

But what really surprised Brigadier Cheng was not the price of this batch of gold, but Tang Dao's ground-breaking words: "5000 oceans is my return gift, and the other 5000 is the party dues I want to pay!"

Brigadier Cheng was stunned, and after a while he said, "Are you serious?"

Even though he was as wise as he was, he probably would not have thought that Tang Dao would use such rhetoric to give away money, especially at such a time.

"I would like to ask Brother Cheng to be my introducer for joining the party. Oh, yes, our party needs two introducers. Then either Xu or Wang will do." Tang Dao was extremely serious.

After looking at Tang Dao seriously for a while, Brigadier Cheng smiled brightly and solemnly promised: "Okay, I will ask the commander for instructions early tomorrow morning, no, tonight. If the army headquarters agrees, I am willing to be your introducer to join the party.

It’s just this money.”

"Just think of it as my prepayment. Regardless of whether the leaders agree or not, I am relying on you." Tang Dao said.

"In the past year, everything you have done has been in the eyes of the group army leaders. You are qualified to love this country and nation." Brigadier Cheng gave Tang Dao a deep look. "You wait for my letter tomorrow, so I won't delay your and Captain Tantai's beautiful time today."

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After seeing off Brigadier Cheng, Tang Dao returned to the house and saw Tantai Mingyue already sitting at the desk. Seeing Tang Dao come in, Tantai Mingyue asked softly: "Have you thought about it?"

"Well! I didn't tell you much about this beforehand, so I made you worried!"

"What are you worried about? You are my husband and I am your wife. I will go wherever you go. In short, I will follow you for the rest of my life." Tantai Mingyue gently leaned her head on Tang Dao.

The words are so simple to the extreme, but they are deeply touching and affectionate.

"By the way, I said you have to do something for me after the wedding, do you remember?"

"What?" Tang Dao didn't expect that he would have to do other things on the wedding night. Shouldn't he do what he should do most at this time?

"My eyebrows are too light, could you draw them for me?"

The two red candles on the table give off a warm light!

Staring at the beautiful face of Tantai Mingyue who raised her head and closed her eyes slightly, Tang Dao couldn't help but be obsessed with the pen she gave to him on the Songjiang battlefield.

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PS: It’s not that Fengyue didn’t mention the title of Xiaonv’s new book, so we can’t wait until the book is released on January 1st! Otherwise, searching first will be in vain, right? Happy New Year to everyone! (End of chapter)

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