It was five o'clock in the morning in Xia City. He Donglou rarely got up at this hour in ten years. Yes, it was also because he had a family dinner last night. It was rare for him to spend a night at home, so he naturally couldn't stay for long. He casually tidied himself up and tiptoed out.
The house He Donglou was in was the residence of his grandfather, the former commander-in-chief of the Air Force, General He Chong. After the old man retired, he always stayed at home, doing some inexplicable research. He was close to a state where he didn't step out of his house.
The old man felt that this was pretty good. It was just that active members of the grandchildren generation like He Donglou had it tough. They would be brought back for one or two days a week to be educated. They wanted to play big, but they had to be overcautious and indecisive. It was very unpleasant.
He had gotten used to it over the years. As he grew older, He Donglou also learned how to adjust.
When doing things, one had to learn how to first restrain and then release. First hold back and then feel good. One had to adjust the threshold of excitement. Like this, he could fly again for the next week...
"Five minutes is up."
He Donglou sent a message to his bodyguard, Old Si, and yawned again. He followed the safe route he had already chosen and walked downstairs.
The house was quiet. After turning a corner, the courtyard corridor and the courtyard became one. The lights in the courtyard and the extremely weak first rays of dawn on the horizon were taken in together. They blended together with the light that seeped through a crack in the door of a room on the other side, forming a distinct color.
What the hell?
He Donglou suddenly stopped. At this moment, the continuous vibrations in the air reverted to a vague voice in his ears. The old man's voice was full of energy, but it was a bit clearer in comparison.
At least He Donglou could hear it immediately.
It didn't make sense!
He Donglou subconsciously sized up his surroundings. He was sure that this was the safe route he had chosen. The old man was old. He slept short and light. He woke up early every day, but he would usually walk in circles in the small courtyard on the other side, practicing boxing. What was he doing in the greenhouse and sunroom until the sun was high up in the sky?
"Young Master Lou."
The unexpected greeting made He Donglou's chest thump. The hair on the back of his head stood on end. He suppressed the scream with great difficulty and turned his head. He saw the old man's professional bodyguard, Old Zhang. He didn't know when he had appeared behind him.
This old bodyguard was said to be even older than the old man. He had followed the old man for nearly half his life and was a true confidant. He was also a person who had almost become a demon. He Donglou truly felt apprehensive in his heart.
He forced a smile.
Old … Uncle Zhang, my grandfather woke up early enough. Who's disturbing him so early? "
"Mr. Zheng is talking to the commander-in-chief."
Old Zhang maintained a certain distance from these relatives of his. The "Mister Zheng" he spoke of was actually He Chong's eldest son, He Donglou's father, and the Chief of Staff of Xia City's Coastal Defense Force, He Bozheng.
When He Donglou heard this, his calf cramped even more. He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Old Zhang was right beside him. If he turned around like this, he would be like a thief. It was truly too awkward.
After a moment of hesitation, the old man's voice from the sunroom became clearer. "If you want him, then give him to me! He was young, but he was a world-renowned professor. It was just a matter of having one more or one less appointment letter. It's good for a few of them to be students and teaching aids. It can be considered as practice outside the school. It's better than them being drowsy in class! "
Next, it should be He Bozheng speaking. His voice was a level lower, making it hard to hear clearly.
But the old man quickly brought it up again. "Don't let people be scared out of their wits. I was the one who approved your enlistment in the army, and I took care of you a few times against your conscience. But you're used to doing things for others. You rise and fall, and in the end, you can't become a commanding officer. You have to run for election when you come back …. Let's not talk about whether you succeed or not.
"In my opinion, if there's such a good thing, you might as well send a few of the monkeys at home over. It's almost the 22nd century, but their brains are still spinning in the box of the last century …. You have to go too. You should go the most! It's also because I'm old, and I have more pessimistic things. I feel that I won't live long enough to reform myself. Otherwise, I would have gone too. "
Holy crap, this old man is getting more and more long-winded. He's inexplicably giving long-winded speeches …. Little old man, you have to hold on!
He Donglou was confused as he listened. He felt that the situation was far from good. His scalp and ears itched. He no longer hesitated. His heels automatically spun, and he was about to walk back.
Who knew that there would be repeated bangs from the stairs behind him. A coarse kid would jump down in twos and threes and yell.
"Brother Lou, you're early!"
"Shh, shh!"
This time, He Donglou was truly startled to the point that his entire body was covered in cold sweat. He hated that his hands were too short and weak to cover that person's mouth.
The kid behind him was called He Dongliang. He was his third uncle's younger cousin. He was still in middle school. Recently, he had been infatuated with extraordinary strength. Every day, he would wake up early to temper his muscles and bones. He had a body full of muscles at such a young age, and he was still clamoring about paying respects to a famous teacher and learning a peerless skill.
It was said that the old man was seriously considering it. He was truly insane!
Speaking of which, although He Donglou's position in the family was that of a big silkpants, this coarse kid in front of him could knock him out of the hallway with his brute strength. However, due to his rich love history and uncommon aesthetics, he had accumulated quite a few people over the years. There were also quite a few brainless fans in the family.
The kid in front of him was one of them.
It was just that today, this kid's brainlessness truly wasn't the right time or place!
No matter how He Donglou tried to stop him, it was still too late in the end. On the other side of the sunroom, the sound of footsteps could be heard after a while. The half-closed door opened, and He Bozheng appeared at the doorway. His round face, which had always been regarded as amiable by outsiders, was currently stiff. He didn't give his son a good expression.
"You, come here."
He Donglou inwardly cursed, "I'm done for." Then, he fiercely glared at He Dongliang. The latter also knew that he had stirred up trouble. He stuck out his tongue and was about to turn around. Who knew that the old man in the sunroom would raise his voice.
"All of you, come over and accept the mission."
"Yes, Commander!" He Dongliang was a hothead in the end. With a roar, he walked over with vigor and vigor.
He Donglou increasingly had no reason to refuse. He could only brace himself and walk towards the sunroom under his old man's cold gaze.
Just as he arrived at the doorway, he heard the old man's chuckle. "Little bastard, you've persisted for more than half a year, right? Your willpower is up to standard. Who are you going to find to learn skills from?"
"Of course I have to find someone with great ability. We also have such conditions." He Dongliang puffed out his chest and belly, full of confidence.
He Chong grinned and laughed heartily. His mouth was wide, his nose was straight, and his face was rosy. Although he was nearly ninety years old, he still had a lot of black hair, and his body was still very robust.
In his early years, he had experienced the Aberration and the Three Wars. His family had died early, and he only married and had children for the second time when he was almost fifty years old. As a result, most of his grandchildren were still young. Truthfully speaking, he rather doted on them. Especially a hothead like He Dongliang, who was the most to his liking. Therefore, he deliberately teased him.
"You want to smash your old man's little treasury?"
He Dongliang snorted disdainfully. "In this day and age, how many capable people can use money to smash things?"
He Chong was greatly amused. "That's right. Little Dongliang's idea is the best. It seems you have a plan!"
"That's right. There's no need to beg others. When I get back, I'll mention it to Sister Yueyin. Isn't my brother-in-law in the palm of my hand?!"
He Donglou let out a pfft, but he suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked again, as expected, his old man's face had already darkened.
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