People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 282
A group of outstanding young people, all with bicycles, arrived at Beihai Park talking and laughing.

Backed by mountains and facing water, surrounded by verandahs, the scenery is very beautiful.

Fangshan Restaurant.

It's not easy here. It was originally inside Beihai Park, and tickets are required to enter.

It was about half past six at this time, and it was getting dark later, and the sky was only slightly dim now, and there were quite a lot of people visiting along the way.

But there are not many people who come to this Fangshan Restaurant to eat. It is not the same as the scenic spots in later generations, everything is expensive.

The main reason is that the predecessor of Fangshan Restaurant was "Fangshan Tea House", which operated palace cakes and snacks, and the most famous ones are minced meat pancakes, small steamed buns, and pea yellow.

In five or six years, it was changed to a restaurant, mainly engaged in court dishes!

When Zong Lie opened his mouth just now, it was aimed at the "Full Banquet of Man and Han"!
Walking through the antique corridors, everyone came to a separate palace room. This is not a private room. Fangshan Hotel is a palace-style building similar to a corridor.

Of course, there is also a hall here, but today they still have something to talk about. They just drank tea to moisten their throats in the teahouse before, and now they have business to do in private.

Yi Chuanzong was sitting directly facing the door, with a joyful face, his hands were holding the table, and he used his body from time to time.

When he looked up, Zong Lie sat in the last seat with an unnatural expression on his face, which could even be called awkward.

In this way, Yi Chuanzong's smile became even brighter. He turned his head to look at Shao Yihong and Peng Ruiqing on the left and right, and he smiled proudly: "Haha, it's my turn this time!"

Zong Lie tilted his head and sneered, "You are so proud, you are so happy to spend money."

Yi Chuanzong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said with an undiminished smile: "The bonus from the leader, and eating and drinking with the brothers, of course I am happy to spend this money!"

Shao Yihong and Peng Ruiqing naturally had smiles on their faces. The food they eat here is a bit extravagant, and the cost of a meal is quite a lot. They don't come here much.

As far as Yi Chuanzong's appetite is concerned, it may cost hundreds of dollars for a meal. Anyone who spends so much money feels distressed, but they are happy to share it, and they really give them face, enough loyalty and respect.

Even Zong Lie lowered his head and smiled secretly.

However, he couldn't laugh anymore in the next second.

Yi Chuanzong stretched out his hand towards Zong Lie who was on the opposite side, and greeted the waiter: "Give the menu to the buddy opposite me, let him see which ones he doesn't like, and ask for the rest!"

The male waiter originally had a polite smile on his face, but the smile on his face froze instantly. He glanced at Zong Lie in a blink of an eye, then bent down and whispered to Yi Chuanzong: "Sir, there are a total of 83 people in our banquet. Eight dishes, even if it is because of the ingredients, there are still many dishes that take too long to prepare. There are not so many dishes now, but there are still [-] dishes that can be prepared, you..."

The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face became more intense, he nodded and said, "I know, take it."

The waiter had no choice but to walk up to Zong Lie and whisper, "Sir, do you want to order?"

Zong Lie didn't look at the waiter, but leaned back and looked at Yi Chuanzong, who was also doing the same thing. He said blankly, "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, Roast chicken, roast goose, oven pig, oven duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly, dried meat, sausage."

"Assorted su pan, smoked chicken with white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, duck stuffed with glutinous rice, canned pheasant, canned quail, stewed assorted pieces, stewed goose, pheasant, rabbit breast, vegetable python, whitebait, Steamed Hash ant... I will repeat what I just said! My buddies love it!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Peng Ruiqing and Shao Yihong applauded and cheered, and looked at Yi Chuanzong with a smile on their faces, looking forward to it.

The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "How about people say that you know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle. Are there any delicacies that we can't make in a short time, but are ready now?"

The male waiter quickly said: "Now there is a Buddha jumping over the wall to be able to go up. The chefs in our shop have carefully prepared it for ten more days!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded and said: "My buddies can memorize it, and that designation is a clear one. It's not easy to eat such authentic things on weekdays. Let's just have this, and then four bottles of Moutai." Then he smiled at Zong Lie said: "Come on, buddy, let's order, and each person chooses a few favorites."

Zong Lie glanced at him arrogantly, then ordered a few casually, and Peng Ruiqing and Shao Yihong also ordered a few.

After ordering and watching the waiter go out, Yi Chuanzong said with a smile: "Brother, you are amazing. I never thought that you still have this skill. If you don't know, you may think that you are from the cooking class."

Shao Yihong said cheerfully: "His ancestors had a cook from the imperial dining room."

"Yo, no wonder!"

"I won't complain about losing this round!"

Yi Chuanzong's face turned serious, and he asked, "You said that Jing Yi wanted plastic surgery?"

"Plastic surgery?"

Zong Lie's face was a little weird, the word was fresh, he nodded and said: "Almost, he thought this would repair the scar on his face a little bit, and you also know that it does look a little hideous like that now."

Yi Chuanzong was puzzled, and asked: "Why? He is still afraid of this in the army? The enemy with that scar will be afraid to see it!"

Zong Lie's face became a lot more solemn, his eyes were a little dazed, and he said with a sigh: "He is going to change his unit, and it is better to relax his image after all."

"drink!"

"How fresh!"

Yi Chuanzong exclaimed, and hesitantly said: "Why did he change his unit? It's a good idea, just because of his old man?"

brush!
The three of them kicked at him with eyes in unison.

Yi Chuanzong patted himself on the mouth twice, and changed his words again and again: "Bah, bah, I mean, the teacher is so brave and fearless, he protects the family and loves the country, and fulfills his duties. The army and the country are engraved in his bones. He gave birth to a son and didn't serve as a soldier. If you don’t have this type, just with this personality and temper, isn’t Jing Yi a little too naive? He wants to retire?”

Yi Chuanzong and Jing Yi have communicated quite a lot. This person looks happy, a little funny and eccentric, and has a strong personality, but not to the point of iron. He is a slightly funny person. .

It's just that when this person talks about business, tasks, etc., the dignified and solemn feeling on him is really empathetic, and this thing is a family tradition.

Out of curiosity, Yi Chuanzong also secretly chatted with Zong Lie a few times, and he had some impressions and concepts about Jing Yi's Lao Tzu.

It was an iron-blooded general who walked through the sky under the hail of bullets and flames, with traces of gunpowder on his body and spirit.

With such an old man, do you still want to be a soldier?You've never been beaten since you were a child, right?

If he really had this kind of thought, he was afraid that he would not see this little friend in the future, and be killed by Lao Tzu as a deserter!
Zong Lie's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly, "Master agrees!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Yi Chuanzong shook his head directly, and then looked at Zong Lie suspiciously. Could this guy be lying to him before?
Who's mind is hardest to change?
The aunts dancing in the square may not be able to communicate, but after all, there is a law to control it, and the principles of the past cannot be explained by the current principles.

He has been a stubborn farmer for a lifetime, but for the sake of his life and his family, he has to learn a bit after all, to be flexible, to become shrewd like a toddler, and to turn two corners in his mind.

The most holy and bright emperor, he will grow old after all.

A corrupt official who is an extremely human minister also has an impermanent life.

……

Only the minds of unsolvable lunatics and iron-blooded soldiers are the most difficult to change.

Zong Lie also thought it was unbelievable before, children are people who are afraid after all, this Uncle Jing is definitely the first one in the area where they live, just the horrible appearance that ruined half of his face It is not an exaggeration to say that children dare not cry at night.

Even now, Zong Lie felt apprehensive when he saw this uncle, and he felt his body wobble a little when there was a fire over there.

After a while of silence, Yi Chuanzong saw that Zong Lie and the others didn't seem to be lying, so he asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Zong Lie's face was a little silent, and he pondered for a long time before he said slowly: "Jing Yi's face was injured like that, if it was a little bit off, I'm afraid... Aunt Jing saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart."

Yi Chuanzong's expression darkened a little too. Once the bomb exploded, a piece of it would be more powerful than a flying knife.Even if the high-speed rotating blade collapses, it's not that bad.

Jing Yi was quite lucky, he drew a line from his face, if it hit his temple a little bit off, then needless to say, it is lucky to be alive on this battlefield.

At the same time, Yi Chuanzong felt a little strange in his heart, iron-blooded and tender, if his wife who had been with him all his life wanted to ask for something, how could he resist it?

The two daughters-in-law will not talk about it, they are usually happy, they have never cried or begged, but if something happened, his ears would be as soft as water.

Now, he can't even resist Qin Huairu, he doesn't ask him for anything, he wants to be nice to that side, it hurts to see him, if he opens his mouth, what can he do to stop him?

Seeing his strange expression, Zong Lie immediately gave a soft drink. "What are you thinking?" This person's thinking is not serious, and he doesn't know where he is going. It has something to do with Mr. Jing. He is afraid of returning home, but the admiration in his heart is also true.How could it be possible to slander others?
Yi Chuanzong came back to his senses silently, "Ah, I didn't think about anything, the emperor couldn't handle this wife begging for something, Master Jing is already very powerful!"

Zong Lie sneered, and then shouted: "You thought it was you! It's not what you think at all!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded like a chicken eating rice, now you are talking about business, and you are the general who defends the family and the country, you are the boss.

"Say it, tell it, I'm listening!"

Zong Lie gave him a sideways glance, and continued: "You guys are more thoughtful! I'll tell you from the beginning, lest you think wrong again!"

Yi Chuanzong lowered his eyes, is it his fault?He swipes his phone too much, he has all kinds of ideas, and he also wants to be pure.

"Come on, tell me quickly."

Zong Lie didn't care about his attitude, and said in a deep voice, "You should know that Uncle Jing has injuries on his face."

Yi Chuanzong nodded, he knew that.

"Actually, Uncle Jing's age is about the same as Uncle Wen's, that is, Wen Tao's father. They used to be in an army, one was the company commander and the other was the political commissar."

"The wound on Uncle Jing's face is the result of saving Uncle Wen in a battle. In fact, the injury I told you is only part of it. The two uncles have burn marks all over their bodies."

"Incendiary bombs are really terrifying. I can't imagine how bad the environment was at that time. At that time, Uncle Wen was injured and unable to move. They all survived by Uncle Jing. At that time, the two of them also lay in the Military hospital, Uncle Jing saved Uncle Wen's life this time."

Yi Chuanzong's face was silent, and the weight of incendiary bombs ranged from 0.5 to 500 kilograms.

Thermite incendiary bombs have a combustion temperature of up to 3000°C and are mainly used to burn down buildings and fortifications.

The combustion temperature of napalm incendiary bombs is as low as 850°C.

The burning time is about 1 to 15 minutes. Such chemical weapons are much worse than ordinary fire fighting.

If a building is on fire, the most terrifying thing is the smoke. If you really walk around in the fire, that person will basically disappear.

What's more, there are no heat-insulating or fire-resistant props now. When he was on duty, he had to wear warm boots in turn, so he had to have them.

An incendiary bomb fell from the sky, whether it was an incendiary aerial bomb, or a mixed incendiary aerial bomb and napalm aerial bomb, Yi Chuanzong could imagine the power because he had designed aviation engines before.

Walking around in the environment where the incendiary bomb exploded, Yi Chuanzong's eyes faintly glowed with orange flames when he thought of the horrible burning time and area.

Zong Lie's eyes were a little nostalgic, and he said in an erratic voice: "Actually, we had a very good relationship when we were three children, but everything changed later."

"When we were more than ten years old, an external war came. Our fathers all participated in this external aid, and this time it was Uncle Wen who saved Uncle Jing."

Yi Chuanzong bowed his head in silence. Wen Tao is a single family, and this uncle Wen did not come back.

His father is gone, or to save others, what can a ten-year-old child know?Just look at the stick figure and you will know.

What kind of blow is this kind of thing to Aunt Wen?Even if she is a sensible woman, she can't laugh, even if she educates Wen Tao well, this child won't listen to her, so it's no wonder that she became enemies with Zong Lie and Jing Yi.

After growing up and becoming sensible, maybe because they wanted to understand a little bit, the relationship between the three of them eased a little bit, but the pain in their hearts would not disappear.

"Jing Yi is the youngest son in the family. My aunt couldn't take it anymore. When she was avoiding Jing Yi, she begged Uncle Jing bitterly. After fighting for several months, Uncle Jing didn't agree. He said, 'A real soldier will never retire!'. "

"Finally, Aunt Jing found Aunt Wen."

"Originally, the relationship between the two families has become a lot stiffer. Jing Yi was injured this time because he wanted to save Wen Tao, and it can be regarded as returning for Uncle Jing. It was also the first time that Uncle Jing praised him, 'This time he did a good job. '."

"The deceased is gone. Cherish the person in front of you. Jing Yi is willing to pay back with his life. What problems can't be solved?"

"Aunt Wen agreed. The relationship between the two families has been reconciled."

Yi Chuanzong suddenly realized, no wonder the three of them became so harmonious after returning from Jingyi, this is the knot in Wen Tao's heart was untied.

"Aunt Wen came to the door in person. Uncle Jing felt guilty but just said that he would think about it, and was scolded by Aunt Wen."

"Later, Aunt Jing kept persuading her at home. Uncle Jing watched the last battle more easily. Considering that the country's strength is enough to deter Xiao Xiao, he took a step back and let Jing Yi join the Ministry of Defense."

"After entering the unit, although you don't need to perform tasks frequently, it is considered safer, but it is unambiguous to come back when you have something to do."

"I feel that Uncle Jing should be thinking that if something really happens later, Jing Yi can still be Wen Tao's political commissar, which is in line with what he said before the death of Uncle Wen, 'You have been a lifetime for me. Political commissar, I have been pissed off all my life, I still haven’t come back, I will let my son be your son’s political commissar in the future.’”

After Zong Lie finished speaking, there was silence on the dining table.

Yi Chuanzong admired him very much in his heart. After some baptism, his thoughts are now clear.

(End of this chapter)