As if she had a secret feeling, Tang Shuang received a call from Tang Jin the next day after receiving the pirate one-eyed dragon eye mask from the freshman class.

Tang Shuang hasn't seen Tang Jin for a long time. If it were applied to other people, such as Tang Huohuo, it would definitely be abnormal, but if the target was Tang Jin, it would be normal. Tang Jin is in the army all the year round, maybe one or two a month

Day off, so let alone meeting Tang Shuang, there were very few phone calls. Not only Tang Shuang, but also his fiancée Li Meng, spent more time together and less time together.

Seeing Tang Jin again, his face was darker, with obvious weathered color, but his eyes were bright and energetic, and he was very energetic. When he saw Tang Shuang, he smiled and waved.

Except for Tang Shuang and Tang Jin, there was no one else at the scene. The two chatted for a while, and Tang Jin asked a lot of interesting things about Candy, with a smile on his face. If the little guy hadn't gone to school today, Tang Shuang would have brought him some.

.

Tang Jin said: "Let's go with me to grandpa's place."

"Ah? Oh, okay, go now?"

"Go now."

"Then prepare some things and go to the mall first."

"No need to buy anything, I brought it."

"……All right."

Tang Shuang guessed that Tang Jin must have something important. Usually when he went to his grandfather's place, something was going to happen, and most of it was about the army.

Tang Shuang didn't ask, and drove Tang Jin to the home of her second uncle Tang Erjian. Tang Erjian went to work in the prison, and Erniang Mudan was not there either. She went to the police academy to visit the female devil Tang Xin. As for the Tangtian family, they had already established their own business.

Don't live here.

Only grandpa Tang Hongjun is at home.

Tang Jin smiled heartily and said, "Grandpa, Xiaoshuang and I are here to see you."

Tang Hongjun was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, with a big orange cat lying under his feet. The big orange cat lazily raised its head and glanced at Tang Shuang and Tang Jin. They were familiar people. It lay down again and continued to sleep in.

Tang Shuang saw that grandpa was about to get up, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, don't get up, just sit down."

Tang Jin moved two stools over and sat beside Tang Hongjun with Tang Shuang, basking in the sun and talking to him. But mainly Tang Shuang and Tang Jin said that Tang Hongjun was speechless and only occasionally

Make a few simple gestures.

Dong Dong Dong~ A ball was thrown in from outside the wall and rolled all the way to Tang Shuang's feet. Then three children appeared from the wall and said happily: "Big orange cat! Come out and play! Ah - someone is here

!Run~"

"Run~"

"Wait for me~"

The sound of play gradually faded away, leaving just as quickly as it came, but the big orange cat they were talking about was still sleeping lazily, not moving the whole time. He was really an expert hermit who was unfazed by humiliation.

Tang Jin smiled and said: "The little boy throwing the ball is Mingyu's son, he's already so old."

Tang Hongjun laughed silently, stretched out his trembling right hand, placed it on Tang Jin's head, and touched it.

Tang Jin, such a burly man, instantly smiled like a child and seemed to be enjoying himself.

Tang Shuang knew the Mingyu Tang Jin was talking about. This girl was two years younger than Tang Jin and grew up in a compound. When she was a child, whenever the children of the Tang family came over to play, this little girl named Mingyu would be the first to play.

He ran over in a hurry.

She likes Tang Jin.

Tang Jin seemed to understand Tang Hongjun's thoughts and said: "Xiao Meng is about to give birth. I will also be a father this year. Grandpa, you will be Grandpa. Can you give me a name then?"

Tang Hongjun waved his hand and refused to accept the task. He didn't know a few Chinese characters, so he asked him to choose a name. The result may be that "Tang Sanjian" was extended later. The boy would be called Tang Sijian, and the girl would be called Tang Xiaohua.

The name Tang Xiaohua was prepared by Tang Hongjun a long time ago, but in the end it was not used because all three of them were sons, so three swords were drawn from one to three.

Tang Jin and Tang Hongjun were chatting. Tang Shuang squinted her eyes against the sun and was dazzled. She saw that the tea in Tang Hongjun's thermos cup was almost gone. She got up and went to the house to boil water and make another pot of chrysanthemum tea. Waiting for him

After boiling the water and coming out with the teapot, Tang Hongjun was the only one sitting in the yard, and Tang Jin was missing.

Tang Shuang was not in a hurry, took Tang Hongjun's thermos cup, poured out the little tea left in it, made another pot for him, and placed it on the stone table in front of him.

Tang Hongjun gestured with his hands to his side, and Tang Shuang understood immediately and said: "Tang Tang has gone to class, and she will have winter vacation tomorrow. These are the last two days of classes. I will bring her over to accompany you the day after tomorrow. She misses you."

Now, I often talk about coming to accompany my father.

Master, oh, by the way, she also prepared a gift for you. I’ll bring it to you when you come the day after tomorrow. It’s not expensive. It’s not expensive. It’s not bought. Tang Tang made it himself. Oh, I also helped. What I helped is

You’re so busy, why don’t you praise me too?”

When Tang Shuang and Tang Hongjun were chatting, a little head stuck out from the door of the yard. It was the little boy who had just thrown the ball. He looked at Tang Shuang, then at Tang Hongjun, and said timidly: "Grandpa, can you throw me

Throw the ball over? I want to play ball with everyone."

Then she recognized Tang Shuang and asked curiously: "Huh? You are Tang Tang's brother, Tang Tang's brother. Where is your Tang Tang? Ask her to come and play together."

"She is still in class today, why are you out of school?" Tang Shuang picked up the ball under his feet and threw it over. The little boy happily chased the ball and ran away. At the same time, a voice came: "We are on vacation early~

"

Tang Shuang smiled and said: "This little boy doesn't have Mingyu's personality. Mingyu is very courageous."

When talking about Mingyu, he seemed to remember the missing Tang Jin and asked: "Grandpa, where is Brother Jin?"

Tang Hongjun pointed to the room, and Tang Shuang looked in the direction of the finger: "He went to the meditation room again? He must have something going on today, and he kept silent. I really want to pry his mouth open. This is what a soldier does.

No, people are ruthless and don’t talk much, which is really annoying.”

At this moment, Tang Jin took off his shoes and sat cross-legged in the middle of the floor with his waist straight. This room was Tang Hongjun's meditation room. It was extremely empty and there was no table, chair or stool. There were many broken knives hanging on the walls around the room.

, some only have a handle left, some only have a section of the blade, and some although the blade is still complete, the blade is full of pea-sized pits.

These remnant knives are some of the various military knives captured by the Tang Hongjun during the war. Each one has a story, 37 in total.

In the center of the room, there is a knife rest with seven swords placed on it, all of the same style, thick-backed military swords.

This kind of broadsword is suitable for powerful slashing and is a sharp weapon for close combat on the battlefield. The 37 remaining knives hanging on the wall were basically chopped by these 7 thick-backed broadswords.

But even the thick-backed broadsword, which was made specifically for chopping down enemy swords, was full of scars after being on the battlefield for a long time, and three of them were broken in half.

The handle of each thick-backed sword was tied with red cloth, but some were broken into strands, and some were simply gone. Only one was still intact. This piece of red cloth showed a deep dark red.

Some places even look black because they have been soaked in too much blood.

Next to the knife rest, stood a long spear with a wooden body and a crude iron spearhead at the end. This was the weapon used by the Tang Red Army when they first went to the battlefield. There was no musket, only such a cold weapon.
Chapter completed!