So when Xia Xiong heard that Chief Qin was coming to visit, he thought it was just a casual visit. Perhaps he was there to chat with his old comrades, reminisce about the days when they fought side by side on the battlefield, or share the latest news in the compound, such as whose child got into a good school and how happy the whole family was.
How are the newly planted flowers in the yard growing? Have they bloomed into beautiful flowers yet?
The scene of the last time the two of them reminisced about their old comrade-in-arms flashed through his mind. The comrade's voice and smile seemed to be right in front of him. They charged into battle together on the battlefield and hid from artillery fire together in the trenches. The two of them sighed about the passage of time, and smiles unconsciously appeared on their faces. In those smiles, there was nostalgia for the past and satisfaction with the present life.
But as Chief Qin walked into the courtyard, Xia Xiong's eyes were immediately drawn to the rolled-up banner in his hand.
The banner was carefully rolled up, its bright red color particularly eye-catching in the sunlight, as if foreshadowing the extraordinary significance it carried.
The red silk fluttered gently in the breeze, as if telling an extraordinary story, each flutter beckoning people to uncover the secrets behind it.
A surge of intense curiosity welled up in Xia Xiong's heart. What was the meaning of this banner? Was some important celebration about to be held in the compound? Or had some child made a special contribution? Countless guesses flashed through his mind in an instant, and his curiosity grew stronger.
Chief Qin, also known as Old Master Qin, walks with a steady gait. Although he is over seventy years old, he is full of energy and spirit. The years have left him with a sense of composure and dignity.
His back was straight, like an ancient pine tree, standing firm despite wind and rain, demonstrating his unwavering will.
His eyes shone with determination and wisdom, and each step he took was firm and powerful, as if carrying the heroic spirit of past battlefields, inspiring respect in all who saw him. A kind smile graced his face, and the wrinkles etched by time seemed to tell the story of his legendary life.
Xia Xiong couldn't help but wonder, what was this old man Qin doing bringing a brocade banner?
"Old Qin, what's this...?" Xia Xiong stood up, pointed to the banner in Old Master Qin's hand, and directly asked the question that had been bothering him. He was filled with curiosity, wondering about the story behind the banner.
Which child did the good deed? Or was there some special celebration in the compound? Various guesses swirled in his mind, making him eager to know the answer, his eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.
Grandpa Qin laughed heartily, his smile as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum, every wrinkle brimming with joy. His smile was so radiant, it seemed to dispel all gloom.
"Old Xia, this banner is for your precious granddaughter!" His voice was hearty and loud, echoing in the courtyard. His laughter seemed to carry endless joy and pride, filling the entire courtyard with a cheerful atmosphere, and even the air was filled with a festive feeling.
The birds seemed to sense this joy as well, hopping and singing merrily on the branches.
Xia Wan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, her heart filled with surprise. Was this banner for her? Had she done something good?
For a moment, her mind went blank; she never expected such a thing to happen.
She blinked unconsciously, looking at the banner in Old Master Qin's hand, her heart filled with doubt and surprise, her eyes full of confusion, as if she was trying to find the answer.
Her heart started racing, and her hands unconsciously gripped her clothes tightly. Her mind raced as she tried to recall what she had done recently, but she couldn't think of anything she had done that would earn her a banner.
"Hello, Grandpa Qin." Xia Wan suppressed her doubts and greeted Grandpa Qin politely. Her voice was still a little dazed, but years of upbringing made her quickly regain her composure and show the proper politeness.
She bowed slightly, a faint smile on her face. Despite her inner bewilderment, she remained humble and polite—qualities she had cultivated since childhood. Her smile carried a hint of embarrassment and confusion, yet it was undeniably elegant.
It was then that she realized that Grandpa Qin was Qin Yue's grandfather.
These days, she often sees Grandpa Qin coming to see her grandfather, and the two of them chat in the courtyard for a long time, but she has not seen Qin Yue.
She guessed that Qin Yue was too busy with his mission to go home, but she never expected that she would have a deeper connection with Qin Yue's grandfather in this way.
She couldn't help but recall the scene when she and Qin Yue carried out a mission together. At that time, the streets were in chaos, the agents were fierce and cunning, and the situation was extremely critical.
But Qin Yue remained calm and composed throughout. His eyes were firm and focused, and every decision he made was decisive and accurate. With his rich experience and professional competence, he directed the operation in an orderly manner, allowing the entire mission to proceed smoothly. All of this left a deep impression on her.
Now that she knows the old man in front of her is her grandfather, she feels a sense of closeness to him, as if her connection with Qin Yue has become even stronger. Her eyes also show a hint of curiosity and anticipation for Qin Yue, wanting to know how his recent mission is progressing.
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