Doomsday Pavilion

Swallow back to the mountain.

It was the first time General Ye Lao came to this little-known and legendary Lin's Xiaoguan.

There are not many guards he takes when he goes out. There is only one man and one woman. The man's surname is Driver Zhao and a runner, and the woman's surname is Secretary Qian who is also a reading glasses.

Well, it is said that General Ye Lao is too old and his eyesight has deteriorated severely, so he usually counts on these two people.

"The tree at the door... Yes, what kind, is it such a tall and brightly grown, is it an upgraded celosia? Ask me to get a few back and plant it in my yard."

Xiao Zhao swallowed and looked at the dense mouth, "Good general, I'll find someone to do it later."

But in my mind, I wondered where to go on the whole tree that looked more similar in color to this thing-of course, it was the one that didn't move.

"Pattern."

General Ye stepped on it, feeling as if there was some kind of leaking sound of melons and fruits cracking.

"Oh... I forgot to bring my glasses when I went out, did we walk into someone else's vegetable garden?"

Xiaoqian pouted,

"Every time you are asked to wear glasses to the execution ground, you still say that you are almost a hundred years old because of the image of the glasses. Do you expect to scare those recruits with your eyes?"

General Ye Lao said,

"Daddy is called the treasure knife that is not old, not only is not old, but there is no rust, you know?"

"Yes, yes... you are right, but can you put on the glasses in your hidden pocket first, otherwise you don't even know who Lin Chou is... right? Such an important meeting , You don’t want to see Mr. Lin next time, do you?"

General Ye was unhappy, "I must have forgotten my glasses on the desk, well, I came too anxiously."

Xiao Qian laughed.

"Lao Ye, in the left trouser pocket, I can see the glasses legs, quickly take them out, put them on~!"

Ye Lao sighed.

"Old man, it's not useful, even you little girl dare to bully me, Lao Ye."

Xiao Qian's mouth twitched.

"My general, little girl? My granddaughter is six years old, and I am sixty-three this year..."

"Ah? Really... Then Xiao Zhao is still young..."

Xiao Zhao said innocently,

"General, I am seventy-one this year... I recruited the small money for you..."

"..."

As soon as Lin Chou saw what happened to the good guy, these three had passed by for several centuries. I was really afraid that they would turn into a pile of corpses as they walked...

"Ahem... welcome..."

Regardless, age is always a respectable option.

Old Ye smiled and said,

"Okay, welcome... welcome... girl, get me some tea for the old man... I'm old at this age, and I always want to run to the toilet, but I want to drink a sip of tea..."

No, doesn't it make sense that your old man wears glasses? From where I can tell that this handsome is a girl. If you can't see it, just listen to this sound, it's not like it!

"Xiao Qian" and "Xiao Zhao" laughed and coughed again and again.

Lin Chou was really afraid that they would lose their breath, and shouted against the old man’s ear,

"Old... master... son... you... can... hear... me... say... words... do you... I... yes ...Male...of...~!!!"

General Ye Lao roared,

"Daddy, I have bad eyesight, not deaf!!!"

"..."

Lin Chou chatted,

"Cough cough, don't get excited, old man, yelling is very hurtful...Also, I only have cold brewed tea here, which is not suitable for your old man's age to drink. Or, give you an old glass of coconut juice. .."

"Your kid... when was you blind?"

"???"

"Me! My name is Ye! You weren't the one who yelled at me last time? You yelled this time?"

"..."

Lin Chou was stunned. When did he meet this old man?

Xiao Zhaodao,

"This is General Ye Lao of the Garrison, the father of Lieutenant General Ye Ming."

"..."

Fuck, Lin Chou scratched his head for a while,

"Master, have you studied transformation art?"

"That's why Daddy asked when you were blind. Didn't Daddy wear military uniforms and shave, so I can't recognize them?"

"..."

If Lin Chou remembers correctly, the last time I saw General Ye was a high-spirited middle-aged man, how could he become an old man in a blink of an eye?

"Years, it's really a pig-killing knife..."

"I heard it!"

"Ahem." Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "General Ye is coming here, I don't know what you can do?"

Old Ye blinked,

"Not only blind, but stupid, what else can daddy do when he comes to the restaurant, of course it is eating!"

Lin Chou decided in his heart that this old man must have been bullied by his old lady and came here to roll around.

Well, the customer is God, come and return in sorrow.

"Okay, what can you eat then?"

General Ye Lao screamed and threw the dentures into his own enamel jar.

"Three fried rice cakes, thank you."

"Are you not afraid to stick your gums down?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Ahem, nothing, nothing, sorry, there is no fried rice cake."

"Marinose."

"...nor."

"Pancake fruit, this should always be there!"

"...I really don't have this."

"Aren't you a restaurant?"

Lin Chou pointed to the roof, "The menu is on the top, and ordering is not supported."

"You don't want to order food, why do you ask me what to eat?"

"I asked you to order the dishes hanging on it."

"Also, sir, can't you order some healthy dishes that are within your power?"

With thirteen tricks, the old man finally laughed.

"Boy, no good, much better than my son..."

Ye Ming?

Lin Chou really didn't hear whether this was complimenting or splashing dirty water.

"Let's not get around it, what the hell is going on, just tell me."

General Ye Lao said sternly,

"The garrison hopes that you will give us the quota for the dragon and tiger fight next month."

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"In the beginning, it was the Research Institute, and then the Development Committee. Next month, it will be your garrison."

General Ye Lao smiled awkwardly.

"Well, the garrison... didn't catch... the caracal cat."

"Walk slowly, don't pay attention to the car, thank you for your cooperation."

General Ye was anxious.

"Don't tell me, those old bastards in the research institute lack great virtues. They grabbed several caracal cats and hid them... Zu Shan was almost turned over by them, let us go to the garrison. Where can I find the caracal cat, little friend Lin, look, can you be a little accommodating?"

"Definitely not! It was said at the time, you take the caracal cat and I cook, I will not be involved in the matter of who comes first, you rank your own number."

Old Ye said,

"Ah, where do you want to go, you definitely don't need to intervene in this matter, leave it to my Lao Ye to be a white face, you just have to nod your head."

"What's the meaning?"

Old Ye nodded, Xiao Qian turned around and walked up from the mountain with another person after a while.

Lin Chou's eyebrows are twisted together.

"Old Xue?!"

Xue Zhen nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Little friend Lin, the old man didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Speaking of disgust, after so many tossings, I really can't mention any disgust to him. The old guy still has some personal charm.

As for the good feelings, bah, bad old guys have good feelings, so it must have multiple tastes? !

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