The person sitting in the living room with his ears eavesdropping almost couldn't help laughing after hearing Fang Zhao's answer.

All of them know that the old man doesn’t like to hear the younger generation say that playing games is OK occasionally, but being addicted to games is simply a waste of life.

The old man was also depressed. Seeing that this kid finally came once, he planned to make up for the ten-year red envelopes, but after hearing the answer, he was in a flash.

Seeing the old man's two eyebrows standing up, the old lady sitting next to him patted him and looked at Fang Zhao again. Instead of getting angry about this, she asked kindly: "We are relieved to be in good life now. We just graduated and work will definitely not go too smoothly. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"have."

"oh?"

"I don't know much about military service. Can you tell me about the two of you who served on the Sirius?" Fang Zhao asked.

The old lady originally thought that the Fang Church took this opportunity to seek some help from them. Among the children and grandchildren, many people usually didn't expect them to come to seek support when they encountered something they could not solve. She saw too much of this, so when Fang Zhao said that "there is", she was a little disappointed, but Fang Zhao's next words surprised her.

"What happened to serve on Sirius?" The old lady looked at her eyes, as if she was guessing whether Fang Zhao really wanted to know what their two elders were doing in service back then, or would she use this topic to ask them to help solve the problem of military service?

"When I started my military service, I mentioned that you two served on the Sirius, so I wanted to ask." Fang Zhao looked straight into the old lady's eyes and said seriously, "I have checked it, and the confidentiality period has passed."

The old lady retracted her gaze and recalled what happened back then. Although she had been away for a long time, she still remembered clearly and would take out the videos and photos taken at that time. With the retirement of Sirius, those who had served on it also received some videos and photos.

After retirement, I take out the previous videos and photos when I have nothing to do, so I can’t forget them even if I want to. The existence of videos and photos is to remind people what they have experienced. Some memories will be deeper even after more than a hundred years of past, because of the existence of videos and photos, and because of the recollection over and over again.

"When I was serving on Sirius..."

"You have to ask me about this. I have served on Sirius for a longer time than her. When I served on Sirius, I was about the same age as you, and I remember that..."

The old lady had just started to stand up, and the old man next to her couldn't sit still, so she quickly cut off her words, bara bara bara bara talked to Fang Zhao about his experience when he was serving on the Sirius. His eyebrows, which were still angry and raised, flew up quickly again.

Space is not as uncertain as serving on land and oceans. It may encounter unpredictable crises at any time, so many people will try their best to keep themselves or their children on this planet to serve.

But Fang Zhao is different. His battlefield was on land and he had never experienced a trip to the sky. Many people would gain a lot of experience from their parents before serving. The information they could find online was limited, most of which were released by the official and few private ones, because those who served in space had signed confidentiality agreements. Even if the confidentiality period passed, what they said was what everyone knew. Only when facing their relatives or trusted friends would they tell the truth and express their true feelings.

Fang Zhao only learned something from Uncle Fang Er. However, Uncle Fang Er’s service experience is relatively dull, while the old man and the old lady’s experience is even more ups and downs. They made meritorious service during their service and were selected to stay in the team after their service. After the old man reached the regiment level, he could not climb up. At that time, he was older and went to the Yanbei Municipal Government Office with regrets and professionalism until he retired. However, the old man said that his life in Yanbei Municipal Government was like retirement, and there was not much to remember. After retirement, he often took out the military medals he had collected and said to the old lady, "I missed the past."

What Mr. Fang likes the most is to tell people that he "thinks back then" when he was in the army. Unfortunately, his children and grandchildren don't like to listen to those things very much. Some younger generations are curious and can listen for a while, but they start to get distracted after listening to it. Of course, the old man is not in the mood to continue.

The old man was spitting everywhere, and the old lady sitting there took the model aircraft of Sirius to Fang Zhao and told him where the incident the old man was talking about occurred.

The old lady was still observing Fang Zhao when she said it. She found that Fang Zhao was not deliberately provoking topics to attract the attention of both of them, but was really listening carefully!

The old lady felt that this great-grandson was very strange. She didn't feel uncomfortable when she saw them, and she didn't feel nervous at all. When she heard the old man talk about serving, she would take a few words. Each sentence hit the point, which made the old man even more excited and said so hard that he didn't stop. For a moment, the old lady felt that they were not talking to the great-grandson, but more like sitting together and chatting with an old friend who was about the same age as them.

Fang Zhao picked up the cup beside him and took some warm water and handed it to the two old men.

The old man took the cup and took a mouthful of it, and took out the photos he stored, "Have you seen these guns? And this one, when he was mining in alien, he encountered an alien creature attack, and ate two of our team, and finally I killed him with this gun. Oh, and this one..." The pictures of the old man holding a gun when he was young, some were single photos, and some were group photos.

"But among these, this one is the only one who follows me and then retires."

Fang Zhao looked over and found that it was a black pistol with a cold light. It was not big and looked a bit low-key.

Seeing Fang Zhao staring at the gun, Old Master Fang showed pride: "Are you envious? This gun is not the most common people." As he was excited, the old master said, "If you become famous in Quanyanzhou, I will give this gun to you."

When the old lady heard this, she slapped the old man in the arm, "Speak nonsense again!" Can this kind of gun be played with at will? If the gun is violated, the gun will be taken back. They will have to be punished if they are old.

"I didn't say anything. If all Yanzhou is famous, you have to pay attention to personal safety. Why can't you protect yourself? We can give it secretly..." Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, the old man was awake and could not say something randomly, even if he thought so, he could not say it.

"Well, I'll just make a joke, just tease the younger generation, right?" The old man looked at Fang Zhao.

Fang recalled a smile.

But the smile made the old man tremble, and he always felt something was wrong.

"Hey, forget it, let's not talk about that, let's continue what we just said, where did we just talk about?"

The old man in the room said he didn't want to stop, but the people sitting in the living room outside the room were not very good.

"I really didn't expect that Fang Zhao hadn't appeared for a few years, and he just flattered him accurately as soon as he came." Someone whispered.

"No one could have been pulled by the old man and the old lady for so long before, right? With this momentum, it would be impossible to stop for a while." Someone curled his lips.

Someone outside the house was impatient to wait and came to inquire about the situation.

The person sitting by the door said to the inquirer: "I haven't gone in and talked yet. I've been sent to the lineup by that kid. Now the old man is talking so much that no one will come. Let's stay there first."

Mr. Fang kept talking for an hour, but his throat couldn't be said, so he stopped. He didn't have that much to say on weekdays, and he said too much at once and felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, you two, let's take a break first, I'll leave. Today I'll come to see your two elders with my second uncle and my family. Although you haven't mentioned it, I know that your two elders have put in a lot of effort back then."

These are all what Fang Zhao inferred from his memory. If it were not for the intervention of these two old men, the original owner's parents would have an accident and the entire building exploded. It would be impossible for the original owner to get the compensation in full, and the subsequent compensation room, etc., to be easily obtained, and someone would definitely be helping him. The second uncle's family did not have that ability. After thinking about it, there were only these two old men.

"Just know it yourself. Don't just focus on playing games all day long to delay serious business! Come here, how many personal terminal numbers will be given to you, and you will get a red envelope." Mr. Fang asked.

After Fang Zhao reported, he saw a prompt on his bracelet to receive a gift. He clicked it and saw that it was a red seal. The amount displayed on it made Fang Zhao raise his eyebrows.

Twenty thousand yuan.

According to what Fang Yu said before, the average red envelopes received by the juniors every year are 1,000 yuan. Some people have more and fewer people, all depend on the old man's mood. According to the average amount, even if they have been together for ten years, it will be 10,000 yuan. Now the old man directly gives 20,000 yuan. Is this a good mood, how much does it give?

"By the way, do you have any ideas about serving?" asked the old man.

The people who listened with their ears were surprised. Some of them had knocked in front of the old man because of their own children, but the old man had the same attitude: do your own business by yourself, and I don’t care.

But now...

Are you always trying to help Fang Zhao? Is your words fart?!

Inside the door, Fang Zhao heard the old man's words and replied, "I have a little idea."

"Oh? Tell me." The old man planned to listen.

"I haven't thought about it yet, wait until I think about it more and I'll ask you two for reference."

"Hey, you still take Joe with me?" Old Master Fang wanted to show his face, but he didn't succeed, and he was in a good mood. "Okay, you have thought about it and tell me, I'll give you a reference."

Fang Zhao got up and walked to the door, and did not go out directly, but closed the door tightly so that they could not hear them clearly outside.

"Does what you said just now count?" Fang Zhao asked.

"Which sentence?" the old man was puzzled.

"When I become famous in Yanzhou, I will send my gun to me to play... I will give it to myself."

"Actuate it, you'll be famous first, don't let me wait too long. I'm old and can't wait too long." The old man didn't take it seriously.

"You are only in your fifties if you are not old." Fang Zhao said with a smile.

Fang Zhao opened the door and was about to go out, but he heard the old man say, "Wait, don't be unwilling to commit crimes! What I mean by being famous is not being famous for crimes!"

"You're thinking too much. Goodbye, come back to see you when you have time." Fang Zhao walked out and brought it to the door.

In the room, Mr. Fang thought for a while and said to the old lady: "I heard what the boy asked before he went out, why do I always feel like that boy is going to make trouble?"
Chapter completed!