Early in the morning on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Villa No. 8 welcomed another group of visitors. Zhan Kunpeng brought Zhan Feng, Ye Qian, Ye Zhi and a lot of gifts to pay New Year's greetings to Qingshan and the Chen family. Qingshan got the news in advance and greeted them at the door with Luo Wenyuan.

Ever since Zhan Kunpeng regained his mobility, he walked with big strides, leaving Zhan Feng and the Ye brothers and sisters behind, and was the first to arrive at the Chen family's door.

"Haha, sister, brother-in-law, happy new year! I miss you guys so much!"

Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan wished Zhan Kunpeng a happy new year. Qingshan said, "Brother, you are getting stronger and stronger. I think you have a chance to cultivate dark energy!"

Zhan Kunpeng's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud. Several plainclothes national security officers disguised as morning exercisers looked at him frequently, muttering in their hearts that this old man had a lot of energy. His laughter shook the snow off the trees.

"Sister, let me borrow your blessing. If Big Brother can really cultivate the hidden power, Big Brother will pay for all the banquets when you and your brother-in-law get married!"

Qingshan pursed her lips, her peach blossom eyes curved, and she said nothing. Luo Wenyuan teased Zhan Kunpeng, "I wonder if big brother will pay for the engagement banquet?"

Zhan Kunpeng was stunned, and quickly said "of course" several times, and winked at Luo Wenyu in a self-proclaimed way: There are not many people as good as my sister in the world, and it is best to get engaged as soon as possible. Brother-in-law Luo is very smart!

While they were talking, Zhan Feng, Ye Qian and Ye Zhi came over with a bunch of gifts, wished Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan a happy new year, and then they went into the Chen family villa together.

Zhan Feng was a frequent visitor to Villa No. 8. He took the initiative to introduce the Chen family members to his father and his junior brothers and sisters. After meeting them one by one, they exchanged many auspicious words. When it came to Luo Zhentian, Zhan Feng was also confused. Who was this old man with a double chin like Coach Anxi? He had never seen him before at his master's house...

Qingshan took the initiative to help his apprentice, "Brother, this is Mr. Luo Zhentian, Wen Yuan's grandfather."

Zhan Kunpeng was a shrewd old man, and after so many years in Tianan's upper echelons, how could he not have heard of Luo Zhentian's name? He was a founding father of China, a veteran among veterans. Zhan Kunpeng thought Luo Wenyuan's status as a member of the Qilin Special Forces was impressive enough, but he didn't know he was even more impressive: Luo Zhentian's grandson, a legitimate royal relative! My goodness, even a prince like him could fall at Qingshan's feet. My sister is really capable!

"Oh! It's Commander Luo! Nice to meet you! I'm Zhan Kunpeng, and although I'm a rough man, I've long heard of Commander Luo's great name. He's the one who recaptured several provinces in southern China from the Japanese. He's made an invaluable contribution!"

Back then, Luo Zhentian led the army to fight against the Japanese in the south, and led the people's army of several southern provinces and cities to resist the Japanese invasion. This was the most glorious achievement of his life. After hearing what Zhan Kunpeng said, Luo Zhentian was very happy, but he still modestly declined:

"No, no, defending our country and resisting aggression is the duty of our generation. Any passionate Chinese man has the responsibility to do so. I was just a leader, so it doesn't count as a contribution!"

Both old men were shrewd people, and their conversation was flawless. Zhan Kunpeng was a man of the world, loyal and valued friendship. Old man Luo had spent half his life in the military, and was also a generous and upright person. The two men quickly became close friends, feeling that they had met too late, and made a pot of tea to chat and talk about everything.

Zhan Feng hadn't seen his master, mistress, or ancestors for a long time. He washed his hands and joined Zhang Meiling, Chen Jianguo, and Old Lady Sun in making dumplings. Qingshan called Ye Qian and Ye Zhi over to check on their recent studies and whether they had forgotten the recipes and soup bases they were supposed to memorize.