The leisurely life of rebirth

"Hey! You haven't left yet." Mr. Yu looked at the two of them in surprise.

"Look! Dad said, we can't be of much help. Can't we just sit here and do as we are asked, just running errands?" Yu Changya said with a smile. "If you need anything, don't worry about your own people."

Fang Monan saw Mrs. Yu curling her lips and smiled and said, "Changya will accompany your father back. I have to take care of the father and son here. I will have to trouble you these days."

"I know, Mom!" Yu Changya responded simply with a smile.

They are all powerful people, looking happy and happy, but they are not sure what they are thinking.[

Fang Monan and the others took them to the elevator entrance, watched the elevator door close, move downward, and then turned back.

He Junyao and the others got out of the elevator and walked to the door of the hospital. Yu Changya actively opened the car door for his father.

Old Yu held the car door with his hand, turned sideways and looked at He Junyao and said, "Take my car and I'll see you off."

"Xie Yu is old. Someone from home will pick him up." He Junyao stood in front of the car and pointed at the car behind him.

"Haha... Well, I'll go first!" Mr. Yu laughed. After his sister and daughter got in the car one after another, Mr. Yu opened the car and waved goodbye to He Junyao.

After Mr. Yu's car drove past, Li Qingfeng drove the car and stopped in front of He Junyao.

He Junyao opened the car door and got in. "Master, where are you going?" Li Qingfeng asked.

"Go back to grandpa!" He Junyao said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingfeng stepped on the accelerator and the car drove off.

Snowflakes were still falling from the sky, and the rustling sound could be heard when they fell on the ground. It was only around ten o'clock in the evening, and there were no pedestrians on the road. The cold wind was blowing sharply.

Occasionally, a car passed by on the road, and the speed of the car was neither urgent nor slow. As long as the brakes were not applied, everything was easy. Fortunately, the road in Beijing did not have a large gradient, so the driving speed was not slow.

He Junyao was sitting in the back seat. His eyes were deep and indifferent, and the street lights flickered on and off his face, making it even more obscure and unpredictable.

Li Qingfeng held the steering wheel and turned right into another neighborhood, "Master, you really feel much younger."

"Oh!" He Junyao raised his eyebrows and rubbed his chin, maybe it was because of entering the golden elixir stage. The muscles and bones of the whole body were reshaped.

"By the way, young master, you have to take me with you wherever you go this time. If I lose you again, my father will have to skin me." Li Qingfeng said with lingering fear.

"Don't be afraid of hardship!" He Junyao tapped his thigh with his index finger and said softly.

"The young master is not afraid, so what should I be afraid of!" Li Qingfeng said disapprovingly, and at the same time, he felt a chill in his heart, as he also guessed that the young master would not stay in the capital, and would mostly leave the army.

After the car made a few turns in the alley, it stopped. He Junyao opened the car door and walked out. The sentry standing guard at the door saw that it was him and respectfully gave a standard military salute.

He Junyao was wearing casual clothes. He just stepped forward and patted the sentry on the guard's shoulder before striding into the courtyard.[

When Grandma He heard the noise outside the door, she took off her reading glasses and stood up. Before she reached the door, the door opened. "Don't come in, beat the snow off of your body first!" She said and handed him a towel.

He Junyao stood in the corridor, stamped his feet, and patted himself with a towel before entering the room. "Grandma is not asleep yet."

"I won't wait for you!" Grandma He said lovingly.

He Junyao glanced at the sewing dustpan on the sofa and knew that she was sewing and mending again, "It's not good for your eyes!"

"I have nothing to do, I'm waiting for you! I didn't use a needle, I just took apart some old clothes and made a kneepad for your grandpa. This old fabric is soft and comfortable." Grandma He quickly added, "Don't get it wrong, let others do it.

, that’s all right!”

"Come... take a few sips of hot tea to warm yourself up before going in." Grandma He poured him a cup of honey ginger tea and handed it to him.

He Junyao took the cup handed over by the old man and drank it in one hot gulp. The ginger tea felt warm all over his body when he entered his stomach. As soon as he put down the cup, a strong voice came from the study, "You bastard, hurry up!

Come in."

"Bring this in to your grandpa." Grandma He handed the tray to him.

He Junyao opened the study door and walked in. Mr. He was wearing a half-worn army green cotton-padded jacket, sitting on a light yellow fabric sofa, holding chess pieces in his hand. He was playing chess with himself on the chess board.

He Junyao placed the tray on the small coffee table, poured a cup of honey ginger tea, and placed it on the old man's right hand side.

"Boy, I haven't played chess for a long time. Next game." Mr. He raised his eyes and said, picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Comfortable!"

He Junyao quickly placed the chess pieces.

Mr. He took the red and went first to be the first to take the lead. He raised his eyebrows and teased his grandson with a smile, "Boy, you can become a beauty in anger. You are really good at it. You have bloodbathed the United News Agency."

He Junyao's hand holding the chess piece tightened, his eyes were dark and cold, and he narrowed slightly, "Pa..." He took the old man's horse, his movements were smooth and smooth, and he had a strong condensed aura.

Thinking of the moment he learned the news of Nan'er's death on the operating table, the evil spirit in He Junyao's eyes became even stronger. Even the bloodbath in Lian Yingshe was a trivial matter.

"Hmph! You brat, you don't think about the consequences when you do things. Fortunately, you were not caught by the Hong Kong police." Mr. He changed the topic and added, "But you did a good job! The downtown area actually became a street fight. It really should be put down.

"He." The old man was a kind-hearted man. If his grandson hadn't been there at that time, I don't know how many ordinary citizens would have fallen at gunpoint.

"By the way, Nanny, are you okay?" Mr. He said with a smile. Seeing her standing in front of him and jumping around, it was hard to imagine that she had been in a coma for ten days.

"It's okay!" He Junyao said in a muffled voice.

"Why are you back so late?" Mr. He picked up the tea cup and took another sip of ginger tea.

"Treat Yu Changlong's leg!" He Junyao said, "Pah..." He took another shot from the old man.

"Pah..." Mr. He quickly hit back with a heavy punch, eating up his car.

"The Yu family's boy's leg can be cured." Mr. He asked with raised eyebrows. "That's a good thing! Nanny's medical skills are so good, but the Yu family's boy's leg has been treated by famous doctors, but the results are not satisfactory.

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"I feel pain in my legs." He Junyao said.

"Yeah! That's good!" If you know there is pain, there is still hope. If there is no pain, you will be completely dead!

"Grandpa plans to retreat to the end." He Junyao raised his eyes and asked the old man, his dark eyes staring at the old man without blinking.

"Well! Even the supreme leader no longer held any position three years ago. Why do I, the deputy, still want to fight?" Mr. He said calmly, "It's time to retire. The future is yours!"

"Who is the successor?" He Junyao raised his eyes and asked.

Mr. He named a series of names. He Junyao rubbed the chess pieces and thought to himself: What a big noise! ​​No wonder I saw Commander Yu in the capital. He was just promoted to the Commander-in-Chief of the Air Force. He should be promoted to a higher level! At least he is a committee member.

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"Grandpa Ye also retreated." He Junyao asked.

"Um!"

"It's better to retreat!" He Junyao said, "It's better to keep a low profile!"

Mr. He glanced at his grandson with relief, "Don't worry, Grandpa Ye, your brain is like an ileum, with many twists and turns! People who engage in politics are just too smart! He! He can't suffer, the younger generations seem to

The positions are not high, and those who do not show off their power are the ones with real power."

Mr. He said, "General!" He Junyao cracked it and turned back to "General". The old man cracked it easily and asked with a smile, "Have you figured out where to go?"

He Junyao said calmly without raising his head, "Where are they going to place me? They won't always let me be a teacher!"

"Huh! They do want to! It depends on the old man whether I agree or not." Mr. He said murderously.

"Oh! So, they really have this idea." He Junyao raised his eyebrows and said playfully.

"So what? It's useless." Mr. He said this with disdain. He asked, "Have you thought about where to go? Let's see if we think of going together."

"Luzhong Military Region." He Junyao said in a deep voice.

The Shandong Central Military Region ranks third among the seven military regions in terms of comprehensive strength, neither ahead nor behind. However, it has the army, navy and air force, so it is indeed the best place to focus on military modernization, technology and informatization.

"Haha..." Mr. He smiled very heartily, "We really have a good understanding of each other! The transfer order has been issued, the Chief of Staff of the Military Region and the Commander of the Iron Army!"

Mr. He looked at his grandson who still had a coffin face, "You brat, can you react a little bit? That should be the rank of lieutenant general!"

The implication is that your level and age are not enough. How many people have been working for a lifetime and can't get up. This young boy is already on par with old men in their fifties. In the eyes of Mr. He, he is not just a young boy.

"Exceptional promotion!" He Junyao picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip. These four words made Mr. He choke to death.

"You stinky boy." Mr. He's face suddenly changed and he became serious, "Jun Yao! The command is given to you, so do it well! Don't let your reputation as an iron army fall."

"Um!"

"Hey! Boy, I spent a lot of effort to get it for you." Mr. He glanced at his grandson secretly and continued to talk about his contribution.

"Grandpa! He can't do it to anyone else!" He Junyao's deep voice was powerful and resounding.

"You brat, you can't be more modest." Mr. He puffed his beard and glared.

He Junyao raised his eyes, sat up straight, and said with a domineering air, "You can't be humble."

"Okay! You should have some momentum." Mr. He kept nodding.

"General!" He Junyao said.

"This brat did two things at once and even killed me." Mr. He shook his head and laughed, "Okay, I admit defeat."

"Hey! Boy, you don't want to know who your immediate boss is, the commander." Mr. He looked at him with a half-smile, as if he was about to ask me!

"Ye Zhan!" He Junyao said in a deep voice.

"How do you know?" Mr. He said in surprise.

"I can tell by your appearance." He Junyao said lightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote, monthly vote, and your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m to read

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