The old political commissar was so angry that his white beard bristled: "You...you think that just because your father is here you can back you up, right?"
Seeing this huge baby, everyone in the room was laughing so hard their stomachs hurt!
Gao Dan sighed helplessly and pulled the pendant off his leg, saying to his son, "Stand still!"
Tuanzi pouted, looking at Gao Dan with utter disbelief.
Um...why is this happening?
Why is Daddy yelling at me?
Commander Gao was well aware of his son's mischievousness over this period of time. When he recalled seeing the piles of still-wet flower seedlings in the yard when he came in earlier, he understood everything!
You know, after the old political commissar retired, he liked to tinker with these flowers and plants. Everyone in the regiment knows that.
"Alright, alright, you two stop with this nonsense in front of an old man like me. Now, let's see what happens! Anyway, you're a wife, and she doesn't know how to do it!"
The old political commissar was immediately delighted. He thought of Gao Dan, the elite regimental commander, the legendary "Gao Yanluo" that everyone outside was talking about. He imagined that Gao Dan would soon be carrying a hoe to plant flower seedlings for him!
I'm in a great mood!
Hahaha~~~~
I need to hurry and call my old comrades next door over so we can all take a look!
Such a once-in-a-century sight, it would be a shame to miss it!
Commander Gao reluctantly agreed in the end. After all, it was his own son who had caused the trouble. As a father, wasn't it normal to clean up his son's mess?
Left with no other choice, I picked up another one from beside my feet: "You can join in later!" How could there be such a good thing? You did something wrong, but you don't have to take responsibility for the consequences?
Grandma Yu had no objection to her husband's decision to have the dignified leader of the elite regiment plant flower seedlings, and she held Ye Wanying's hand:
"Yingying, come on, let's go to the kitchen and help me prepare the vegetables!"
The person is right under my nose, how could they possibly run away?
Ye Wanying looked at the man beside her and asked for his opinion. In the end, she saw Commander Gao nod.
After Grandma pulled Ye Wanying into the kitchen, the old political commissar called to his grandson, "Tongtong, take that brat to play with. Grandpa and your Uncle Gao are going to have a chat in the study!"
"Okay, Grandpa, I understand!"
Gao Dan was a little uneasy. It wasn't that he was uneasy about anything, but he was worried that this mischievous fellow might do something naughty again!
Little did he know, the old political commissar deliberately misinterpreted his worried expression: "What's wrong with your son? Is he going to be eaten if he stays in our house?"
"Ahem... Uncle Yu, that's not true at all. Let's continue the game we played last time!"
When the topic of chess came up, the old political commissar, as expected, didn't waste any words and nimbly walked upstairs with his old arms and legs.
The study is actually very simple. There are two rows of custom-made bookshelves on one side and a desk on the other, which is filled with books that the old political commissar likes to read.
As soon as the two entered, the old political commissar quickly tidied up his desk, then took out a chess manual from the drawer and set it up according to the chess game that hadn't been finished last time!
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The old political commissar was initially very confident because he had already figured out a way to resolve the situation. However, after he made a move, the opponent made another strange move, creating a situation where both sides were in dire straits!
Nobody won!
Gao Dan did it on purpose; otherwise, who knows how long this game would have gone on. So, for his son's sake, he had to capture the old political commissar's pieces as quickly as possible!
"How did you win again? What's wrong with your head?" Although her words were full of disdain, the praise in her eyes was undisguised!
"Ahem... Uncle Yu, you flatter me!"
The old political commissar waved his hand and took a sip of tea: "Why are you being so polite with me? Come on! By the way, how's that Xu thing going? And I heard you've been selflessly dedicated again this time?"
Wow! It seems the old political commissar has officially retired and is no longer involved in affairs, but he's still very aware of what's happening in the regiment!
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