My Youth Began With Him

"Well... I like this taste very much. When the conditions were tough, the rice didn't eat, but the tea was especially... When I trained the recruits in the mountains of Fujian, sometimes I was very hungry and I ate directly. Tea is full of hunger... Then the taste is deeply remembered... haha."

"At that time, it was hard, but now the world is peaceful... the commander is working hard."

"Hey? I work hard for the country, and the leaders are harder."

The Soviets and the mayor of Song were in the official arena, and no one was anxious to say the subject.

After chatting for a little while, Song Mayor said with a slight opening, "Uncle Su... It doesn't matter, I am looking for you today, not for tea... There is something to talk about."

When Grandpa Sue saw him say this, he immediately turned to the guard and said, "Let's go ahead."

"But..." The guards seemed to be worried.

"Nothing, go on."

"Yes, the head."

After the guards went down, there were only two grandfathers and the mayor of Song.

The city of Song is more than fifty years old...

It’s a year or two older than Su’s father.

And Grandpa Su has more than seventy, and he is not an exorcist.

"Celebration... We are old acquaintances... You are in the local area, I am in the military region, although there is not much intersection... But these years I have seen you build this city so well, I am really happy... ...."

"Uncle Su, don't say this... I just did what I should do... I watched our hometown grow stronger and stronger, and my heart was comfortable... I remembered looking for you once and wanted to be a relative with you... Haha... Later, the little girl didn’t have that blessing, and this thing didn’t happen... You should have heard about the previous scene, the little girl has died young, and I’ve been very heavy for a while, it’s hard to calm down, my year. The fifty, the knee is such a daughter, now she is gone, our Song family... is to be a singer... my heart is particularly uncomfortable, always like she has not left."

Speaking of this, Song Mayor’s eyes began to shed tears.

He really hurts his daughter... He has been dead for so long, he still can't let go.

The real reason may be because the murderer who killed Song Yi poetry has not paid for it?

Mayor Song has regarded Huo Mian as the murderer of his daughter, so he hates it.

How can I feel comfortable now when I was rescued by the Soviet commander?

"I also heard that you are mourning... The world is unpredictable... We can't compete with fate." Grandpa Su advised him.

"Yes... In fact, if my poetry is an accidental car accident or a sick thing, it will be... I don’t have so much father and daughter fate with me, I can’t force it... just... she died especially badly... The details of the media are not flawed... but I believe you should also know that she was killed after being killed."

"Slightly heard." Sussler nodded.

"And the murderer who killed her has also surrendered to the local prison... just... I heard that she was taken away by the people in the military area a few days ago, and they all executed the death penalty. At this time, they took the person away and let me I can't understand... I don't know what... and those people have heard that it is yours, so I think..."

When the mayor of Song said that he would not continue to talk about it, he believed that the Soviet commander had already understood it.

Since Grandpa Su has come, he is already prepared.

So when he heard the Mayor Song say these words, he sighed first and then slowly got up and carried his hands.