Chapter 353: One Root in Three Days

The dusk is getting thick, falling on the sea level in the distance, and a few seagulls are flying, becoming a landscape at the junction of sea and sky. The waves gently pat the beach, rubbing the tranquility deep in the end of the season.

A villa in the golden corner of the beach villa area is full of joy at this time. The large table in the restaurant is filled with food. Each dish is very simple and according to the standards of home-cooked dishes.

Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao came back, and the happiest thing was not only Chu Xiangguo, but Chengcheng. The little guy was staying in Chu Jingyao's arms at this time, and kept telling Lin Kun next to him about what he had in the kindergarten these days. Lin Kun listened with a loving face, and from time to time raised his hand to touch his son's little head. Chu Jingyao had a happy and sweet smile on her face, chatting with Chu Xiangguo, and sometimes looking at the two of them.

Qin Xue was happy, but also sour. It was because Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao both came back safely. In the past few days, the Prime Minister of Chu has been anxious about the safety of Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao. Qin Xue was also silently anxious. She liked Lin Kun in her heart. Even if she was unwilling to admit it, it was already a fact, and it was a fact that she could not escape. It was so sour in her heart.

Youth is a fantasy journey full of disasters, love is the most beautiful rainbow on this journey. Falling in love with someone you shouldn’t like is the most indescribable pain that blooms under this rainbow.

Suddenly, I felt inexplicably sad. On the happy dinner table, Qin Xue suddenly felt so isolated and helpless. She poured a glass of red wine, raised her head and drank it all in one breath. It was said that red wine symbolized nobility and taste, but Qin Xue's eyes were nonsense at this time, and what she drank was bitter.

Sister Xue, what's wrong? Chu Jingyao is a woman who is very thoughtful at any time. When she saw Qin Xue drinking a glass of red wine alone, she obviously had something to worry about and immediately asked with concern.

It's okay. Qin Xue's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes looked a little hazy, and she said with a smile, but it looked like a forced smile.

Chu Jingyao seemed to feel something faintly. She looked at Lin Kun and then at Qin Xue, who was drunk and confused. She couldn't help but feel bitter. She poured herself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and said to Qin Xue with a smile: Sister Xue, this wine is really bitter, don't drink it like that again in the future.

Qin Xue smiled and nodded, saying: Well, it's really bitter. After saying that, the two of them looked at Lin Kun at the same time, stunned Lin Kun, and said with an innocent expression: Why are you looking at me so resentful? I'm not that bottle of wine.

Chu Jingyao raised her chin slightly and said deliberately sarcastically: You are not as good as that bottle of wine.

Lin Kun looked at the Prime Minister Chu innocently: Uncle Chu, your daughter is obviously attacking me by words.

The Prime Minister Chu laughed and said: Come on, Xiaolin, let’s drink, don’t know the same as their women. I am the Maotai stored in the 1982 years. It is said that it is the most pure batch, and I have never been willing to drink it.

Lin Kun is not a greedy person. In his eyes, there is no distinction between high and low wine. The so-called good wine is just a stronger aroma and a softer taste. But in his eyes, what can be called wine must be like the strong wine in Mobei. Drinking it in the mouth is like a knife cut, and drinking it into the stomach is like a fire burning. After two taels of food, you can clearly feel that alcohol stirs the blood. It is so cool that those so-called good wines have a good taste and the aroma of the wine is always too pretentious to drink. A real man must drink some strong wine to taste.

Lin Kun and Chu Xiangguo clinked glasses, and the glass of wine was dried up by two people. Chu Xiangguo put down his glass and looked drunk. He smiled and said: When I was in the army, I went to fight the border counterattack. The border area was stuffy and hot, and the moisture was unimaginably severe. The army gave us two bottles of strong wine to each of us to keep it for dampness. The amount of alcohol must be controlled. We have to drive away the moisture, but we can't get drunk. When we first drank that wine, we felt that there was no more difficult wine than that wine. Drinking it in our mouths was like a knife cut, and drinking it into the stomach was like a fire burning. We only drank a small sip. The whole body was hot for so many years. Looking back now, the wine we drank at that time was still very exciting. These good wines are more refined now, but there always seems to be something missing.

Lin Kun smiled and said: It's a story.

The Prime Minister Chu understood something a little, nodded in agreement and said: Yes, it's a story. A sudden light flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past. In that era of wearing camouflage military uniforms and carrying guns, brotherhood, shed blood, and charge for the motherland in the rain of bullets, how many times have been a lifetime of death

The meal always comes, and it is the greatest blessing that Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao can come back safely. After dinner, it was not dark yet. Chu Jingyao and Chengcheng both agreed. For Chu Jingyao, this place is home after all. Although she has never lived here before, as long as her father is at home, it is home. Qin Xue said that she has something to go back first. Chu Jingyao asked Lin Kun to drive her. Qin Xue said she could drive by herself, but Chu Jingyao still insisted.

Lin Kun couldn't figure out what happened between them. Anyway, his wife said, he just did what she said. He drove Li Chunsheng's Toyota Domino to send Qin Xue home with the car keys.

After Lin Kun and Qin Xue left, the Prime Minister Chu called Chu Jingyao to the study alone. Chengcheng was left alone outside and was curious about the little gray wolf brought back by Lin Kun. The little gray wolf was sleeping in the cage at this time. When the whole family was having dinner, the little guy started to sleep and has not woken up until now.

Looking at the little gray wolf sleeping peacefully, Chengcheng liked it indescribable, and the little face was filled with joy. The little guy suddenly thought of something, picked up his cell phone and called Lin Kun, and said: Dad, Hongye is still at home. Remember to go home and bring it to meet new friends!

The Prime Minister of Chu joined the army in his early years. After he was discharged from the army, he fell in love with national culture. The study room has always been the most important part of his house. The study room is very large and antique. The four treasures of the study are placed on the table. Several big characters that have just been written are stacked aside. Chu Jingyao walked over and spread them out. Each one had a word written on it - Jing, and the last one was written on it - She. Chu Jingyao understood the literary thoughts a little. Through the patterns and analysis of the characters, these characters represented the Prime Minister of Chu.

The state of mind can be imagined that when the Prime Minister of Chu spread out rice paper and wrote the first word "jing", his heart was not calm at all, and his chaotic mood was fully displayed. When he wrote the last word "jing", his writing style was clear and his thinking was clear, and it could be seen that he was really quiet. Looking at the word "she" again, after all the words "jing", the state of mind revealed was even more stable, just like a bay of lake water after autumn, without any sensation.

Chu Jingyao turned around, Chu Prime Minister lit a cigar and smiled lovingly: For you, my father is willing to give up anything, fame, wealth, and patriotism are not as good as my daughter's position in my heart.

Chu Jingyao was moved, and a layer of tears appeared in her eyes. She took a deep breath and walked over, snatched the cigar from the mouth of Prime Minister Chu, and threw the cigar worth more than a thousand yuan into the trash can. She said to Prime Minister Chu in a firm tone: It’s not good to smoke, you are not allowed to smoke in the future!

The Prime Minister Chu looked embarrassed. He had been addicted to smoking for decades. How could he say he wouldn't smoke? Suddenly, this man who was majestic and invisible to others suddenly turned into a pitiful child. He looked at his daughter begging and said: Jingyao, you know too, dad is addicted to smoking.

Chu Jingyao still said firmly: Old Chu, you must quit smoking so that you can live a healthy life for a few more years. In the past few years, you didn’t care about me at all, and you will make up for it all in the future.

Although there was still a embarrassed expression on his face, a hint of happiness also appeared. Chu Xiangguo smiled and said: Daughter, can we do this? Dad can do less in the future, so he can quit.

Chu Jingyao also knew that Chu Xiangguo was deeply addicted to smoking. Although she didn't smoke, she could also understand the pain of those old cigarette guns. It would be impossible to quit smoking at once. She thought for a while and stretched out three fingers. Chu Xiangguo immediately asked with a sad look: Only three cigarette guns a day? For an old cigarette gun like him, it would be possible to smoke three boxes a day for a long time, and it would be reduced to three at once.

Chu Jingyao shook her head and said in a clear tone: One shot in three days.

Ah!? The Prime Minister Chu looked incredible. It was hard to accept that three shots a day were drawn. One shot in these three days would not mean that he would have killed him. He really doubted that this daughter was his own child, why was she so cruel to him? Well, in this world, others may not be able to control him, but there are two people who can definitely subdue him, one is his daughter and the other is his grandson.

Looking at his father's depressed appearance, Chu Jingyao only felt it was fun. She remembered that her father was a man who was neither humble nor arrogant. Especially after the experience of the battlefield, he never surrendered in the face of bullets. At this time, he was subdued by himself. The child's position in the hearts of his parents will always be so transcendent.

Old Chu, Chu Jingyao smiled and took out a cigar from Chu's pocket. Each of the cigars was a top-quality Cuban cigar worth thousands of yuan. The high price only shows the taste. The content of the tobacco tar inside is not low at all. Chu Jingyao picked up the scissors and pointed at the cigar about ten centimeters. The one who ticked it was three scissors. Immediately a long cigar turned into three small cigars. She held it in her hand and spread it forward, and said with a smile: In this way, you can smoke one per day.

The Prime Minister Chu looked at the cigar cut into three pieces by his daughter. I don’t know if it was moved or sad for him. Crystal tears flashed in his eyes. My daughter’s method is really great.

The Prime Minister of Chu called Chu Jingyao to the study, of course not to quit smoking. He coughed lightly and changed the topic: Jingyao, I called you here to tell you about Lin Kun.

Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao sat on the sofa.

I can see that you and Qin Xue both like him, and I can see that sometimes you deliberately create opportunities for them both. Tell the truth to your father, what do you think in your heart? Chu Xiangguo sat opposite Chu Jingyao, and couldn't smoke, and rubbed his hands back and forth on his pocket.

Who said I like him? He is like a gangster? How could I like him? Chu Jingyao refused to admit it.
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