Bi Cheng asked: "Sister, what did Brother Chu say to you?"
Bi Yue blinked twice, then had to purse her lips to suppress her smile and replied, "I didn't hear clearly."
In the car, Liu Yafang looked at the "brothers" walking out of the hospital and said, "Why is Xiao Chu still wearing a pair of white gloves?"
Bi Tiegang: "I can't help but be afraid of the cold."
As soon as Bi Sheng got in the car, Bi Tiegang turned around and warned Bi Sheng:
"You haven't even washed your face? You deserve a beating."
Liu Yafang pulled Bi Sheng over, tied his cotton jacket on, and echoed:
"Who said that? I think you deserve a beating. You were in the hospital, you were sleeping and you bumped into your sister? You even had to ask your eldest brother to come pick you up. What's your merit? You're causing trouble for others!"
Bi Sheng was dissatisfied: "Who said I was causing trouble? I even cleaned my brother's shit pot."
Chu Yifeng was driving on the road, really worried about getting up early and arriving late, which would make him look timid. He asked casually:
"Why are you brushing?"
Bi Sheng said to Chu Yifeng in a matter-of-fact tone:
"I've heard that younger generations serve their elders, but I've never seen my uncle serve my brother. Of course I have to brush my brother's clothes!"
Chu Yifeng did not forget to give affirmation: "Well done."
Liu Yafang winked at Bi Sheng secretly, thinking: You really just follow your father's lead! Why are you bringing up a shit pot so early in the morning?
There were already many people waiting in Tiananmen Square.
Chu Yifeng stood at the front. He was wearing a military uniform and was very conspicuous among the crowd watching the flag-raising ceremony, attracting many people to look at him.
Beside him was Bi Sheng with his chest puffed out, and behind him were Bi's father and mother.
They looked at the flag-raisers, one holding the flag and two guarding it, who were dressed in uniform and marching in step.
When the upper edge of the sun is level with the horizon as seen from Tiananmen Square...
"Salute!!!" With this voice, the flag-raiser instantly raised the five-star red flag and the national anthem sounded.
Wearing white gloves and saluting, Chu Yifeng looked at the five-star red flag with a firm gaze.
Bi Sheng, who was standing next to him, stood at attention with his back straight, looking at the national flag fluttering in the wind with his most serious eyes.
The young boy standing next to Chu Yifeng held his head high and chest out, no less impressive.
Bi Tiegang was holding a cotton hat in one hand and sang the national anthem in a murmur, his expression extremely excited.
Liu Yafang's shoulders trembled slightly.
After the flag-raising ceremony, Chu Yifeng turned around to the cheers from the crowd and saw Liu Yafang crying. "Auntie, what's wrong?"
Bi Tiegang smiled and said nonchalantly, "Your aunt is fine. She's just getting excited. It's nothing to worry about!" (To be continued.)
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