Red Merry

(' The weather is fine today, the sun is rising, and the courtyard of Songzhuzhai is dyed golden. The sea of ​​flowers and plants is alive in an instant, and the layers of red, white, yellow and green flowers and plants are like being on the ground. There is a thick layer of tapestry, and it spreads gracefully into the distance. It is the last few days of October, and autumn is already late autumn. Although the colors in the nursery are thinner, they are getting stronger and stronger. Especially chrysanthemums bloom the most lively, and the garden is full of brilliant yellow. Bonsai chrysanthemum, tower chrysanthemum, cliff chrysanthemum, desk chrysanthemum, and marigold Shi Shiran hold out a piece of elegant; National Day chrysanthemum, wild chrysanthemum, daisy, calendula, aster Chrysanthemums and tricolor chrysanthemums are proudly piled up to form a bright side; the precious "green peony" is the most mischievous, although it belongs to the Compositae family, it insists on embellishing a few clumps of light green in this brilliant yellow, like pearls on a yellow carpet. Like the stars beside the scorching sun; the charming "West Lake Liuyue" rises and falls as brightly as a bright moon facing the water, reminiscent of the tranquil lake, silky willows and the beautiful scenery of the bright moon in the sky. After the flowers bloom, the corolla hangs like a sunflower facing the sun , And different from all chrysanthemums.

Early in the morning, Xue Xiang was summoned by Mr. An to Songzhuzhai. He knew that Mr. An must have encountered a problem again.During these days, he has praised the old man many times, and his words must be right.The old man's confidence in him is now overwhelming, and he will use his brain to solve even the slightest problem, without thinking that he will have no way out.Since the acquaintance, Xue Xiang has given him too many surprises. If the old man has seen Doraemon, he might think that Xue Xiang is transformed from Doraemon, and he can do whatever he wants.

At this moment, Xue Xiangren came, but the "Nobita" who summoned Doraemon disappeared, but An's brothers Qiqi were at home.Xue Xiang accompanied the two brothers, An Zaihai and An Zaijiang, chatting with each other.It wasn't until 10:30 that Mr. An stepped into the main room in a grand manner.

"Grandpa, you've done it in a very unreasonable way. How can there be a reason for the host to leave on his own and tell the guests to wait for a treat? You have been asking all over the city to see if your practice is unique. Part." Before the old man could sit still, Xue Xiang spoke.Recently, the conversation between him and the old man has become more and more wanton. It is common for him to tease and joke. The old man doesn't think he is disobedient at all. Instead, he enjoys it quite a bit, which makes the An brothers secretly amazed.

"What kind of guest are you, boy? If you look closer, you are my old man's grandson, and if you look farther away, you are my old man's soldiers. Do you need any reason to order you? You should set up a sign It's for nothing, is there such a beautiful thing in the world?" The old man was not to be outdone, and went straight to the point.Xue Xiang did still have a staff signboard saying he had never worked a day, and he had never even been to the place where he worked-the J committee compound.He knew that this brand was just a piece of amulet given to him by the old man, plus a bridle to restrain him in disguise, other than that, it was of no use, who knew that the old man would bring out this box again to talk about things now.

"Old man, if you are unreasonable anyway, I have nothing to do with you. Who made us juniors? Tell me, what is the reason for calling the boy this time? Could it be that you want to invite me to carry out a massacre again?" Xue Xiang The corners of the mouth were pulled up towards the cheeks, and a pair of dark eyes rolled around.

"Who wants to play chess with you, old man, I have had enough of my addiction just now, but the old chief was killed enough by me. At this moment, he is probably still on the chessboard. Playing with you? You have a good idea!" When it came time to play chess, the old man got scratched to the itching spot. This morning, he won a happy victory.

"Old chief? Who is it?" Xue Xiang was a little curious. There are probably only a few of Mr. An who still have to be called chief.

"Except for Mr. Situ, who else can afford me to be called the chief, boy!" the old man snorted after finishing speaking.

"Oh, it turned out to be his old man. Looking at you, didn't you win?"

"Why? My old man is not interested in winning once. To tell you the truth, if this kid is not old and his brain is not clear, just like you, ten or eight are not enough to watch at all."

After the old man said something, everyone laughed in unison.

Old Wang came in with a teapot from the side door and served tea for everyone, Xue Xiang got up and thanked, then turned to Old General An and said, "Old man, look at how energetic you are today, we have gained a lot this time, right? "

The old man squinted his eyes and drank tea, but ignored him. An Zaihai took over the conversation and said with a smile: "According to the old man's words, you are worthy of being the living grandson of Monkey. You are a good monkey and a good man. Thanks to your praises a few times. Our big ship didn’t capsize.” Today he resumed his sleek old playboy attire, and at this time he has a dignified demeanor, deep and bright, quite a bit of high-ranking official demeanor.

Anzai Hai praised, and said again: "This time we have gained a lot. I won't talk about the scattered gains, but just talk about the fat that was offered to me and the third child over there. This time the old man asked you to come over, I mainly want to hear your opinion. Hehe, I think this is a good thing. It’s nothing worth thinking about. That’s how it is. The chief officer of the Ministry of Light Industry was released to me, and the third one was the political commissar of the 17th Army. , I tore off a piece of fat over there this time, and it was a waste of money, haha, Xue boy, do you think I accepted your second uncle with a smile?" An Zaihai was full of ambition, and Xue Xiang turned the tide several times to help An is determined, he now fully recognizes Xue Xiang's status as a think tank, and faintly feels that this kid's resourcefulness is not inferior to his own (that's what Mr. An Da thinks, don't criticize me), and it's not a loss if he is a conspiracy.

After An Zaihai finished speaking, he took out a gold-painted folding fan from nowhere and waved it triumphantly.An Zaijiang and Old Wang had similar temperaments, preferring to be quiet and not moving. He sat on the chair with his back straight and stared at Xue Xiang, as if he wanted to see something from his face.An Zaijiang is not like his second elder brother An Zaihai who is so resourceful and unpredictable. He knows that his strength lies in fighting and killing, and he is very unimpressed with these online games.However, this does not prevent him from admiring Xue Xiang, a genius with amazing judgment in ZZ. He really wants to know Xue Xiang's opinion on the conditions offered by the other side, because he has a vague feeling that what he got this time is not worth it. There are too many, and when things go wrong, there must be demons. He still remembers this old saying that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Xue Xiang took a sip of tea, and secretly glanced at the old man from the top of the teacup, only to see the old man staring at him.He hastily put down his teacup, and said with a smile, "I just got absorbed in thinking about it. Don't blame Er Bo, it's definitely not a kid's affectation." He first defended his long silence, and then said: "Second Uncle and Third Uncle It is of course a good thing for an uncle to be promoted to a higher level. However, there are several kinds of good things. The first is something that is only beneficial to oneself; the second is something that is beneficial to oneself and also beneficial to others; The third type is something that is beneficial to oneself but not good to others. Erbo, I think this good thing should belong to the second type. It is beneficial to us, but it is more beneficial to others. However, this other person may at any time Turning into an enemy is not a good thing for us." Although Xue Xiang's words were a bit awkward, everyone heard them clearly, only the handsome old man An was still a little confused, and he vaguely recognized Xue Xiang's words. Disagree, but not sure.

Seeing An Zaihai's eyes staring at him, Xue Xiang continued to explain to him: "Second Uncle, in my opinion, the head of the Ministry of Light Industry and the Z Committee of the 17th Army are just peaches with false names. Of course, I'm not saying that these two positions have no power, but right now, the positions of your deputy head of the propaganda department and the commander of the armored division of your third uncle are more important. Propaganda must be the main battlefield in the future, and the commander of the armored division is even stronger A strong security guarantee. The name is exchanged for the real, and there is a good calculation there." After Xue Xiang finished speaking, he lightly knocked on the tea cover, which seemed to be an inadvertent movement when drinking water, but in fact it was a reminder to the stunned An Lao Handsome guys maintain their image.

Old Man An nodded with a smile, and gave Xue Xiang a rare glance of approval. In fact, the old man also felt a little admiration in his heart; At this moment, he even gave Xue Xiang a thumbs up; Lao Wang nodded like a soy sauce party as usual, as if his words won my heart.

An Zaihai slapped his palm on the table with a "slap" and stood up, with a hesitant expression on his face, as if he was very angry at being tricked. Suddenly, he laughed again, walked to Xue Xiang's side, and hugged him. He patted on the shoulder, did not speak, and then straightened his clothes, staring at Xue Xiang with intense eyes, as if saying, "Heroes in the world, only Xiang and Haier".

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"Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but turbulence. The river is up and down, suddenly lost. The mountain dances silver snakes, the original galloping wax figures, trying to compete with the gods. **, attracting countless heroes It's a pity that Emperor Qin and Han Wulue lost their literary talents, Tang Zong and Song Zu were a little less coquettish, Genghis Khan, the generation of geniuses, only knew how to bend bows and shoot big eagles. It's all gone, counting the romantic figures, let's look at the present." The child's voice is immature, and the voice is clear and crisp. "Qinyuanchun. Snow", which was first adapted to the scene, was recited by the little guy, and Xue Xiang nodded frequently.After the little guy finished reciting, he turned his head and said to Xue Xiang behind him: "Big guy, I think he's smart. He only recited such a long poem a few times before reciting it." Head, looking at Xue Xiang, as if begging him for praise.

This was the first snow in 1977. As for whether it came later than in 1976, Xue Xiang didn't know.Even if the original young man is asked to answer, I am afraid that he will not be able to explain why, because this matter is too small and natural, and the young man is not a farmer who plows the farmland, so how could he remember this.Three days after New Year's Day, a heavy snowfall fell from the sky, and the world in the ancient capital was completely white overnight.

Ps: This book is difficult to satisfy everyone's taste.Some people say that after the fight, they don’t want to watch it again. Isn’t the life of a stubborn master just a matter of these brats?Well, for those who don’t like to watch fighting, let’s endure more than ten chapters for now, and you won’t fight when you become an official; This is a nostalgic book, it won’t be yy, it’s boundless, in 76 years, Xue Xiang can’t do much, but this chapter is already 77 years old; I just like this style, and I understand what it means to be difficult to agree with.There is no solution, let me write my heart by hand. If you are impatient with this book, go to the starting point to search for other books. Let me say something carelessly, after a circle, you have to come back.

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