Being the personal bodyguard of the commander-in-chief of the theater is an important shortcut for promotion. When Li Xin leaves this position and returns to the large army, he will definitely be a cadre.

"It's you. Without your protection that day, Mr. Ye would have been in danger. I must thank you." Li Xin said to Song Ziyu sincerely.

"Lucky lucky." Song Ziyu said modestly.

Seeing that Song Ziyu was so humble, Li Xin's favorable impression of Song Ziyu increased even more.

"Let's go, Mr. Ye can't wait any longer!" Li Xin started the car and prepared to leave Wenmiao Street.

Just then!

That damn Panamera came towards me and stopped on the side of the road.

On the roadside, a girl in fluttering white clothes elegantly sat on the passenger seat with an L bag on her shoulder. Song Ziyu's eyes were bloodshot when she saw it. Who is this girl if she isn't Bai Yanyan?

Turning to look at Wu Fan who was driving, Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.

Is this the girl you like?

She finally became the person she hated the most.

As the two vehicles crossed each other, Wu Fan looked at the military vehicle and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Awesome!"

Bai Yanyan hugged the bag and asked Xiaoniao: "Isn't it just a broken jeep? What's so cool about it?"

Seeing Bai Yanyan's disdainful look, Wu Fan smiled and scolded: "You are just a little idiot, didn't you see the license plate with black characters on a white background?"

"What does this mean?" Bai Yanyan put away the disdain on her face and looked confused.

"What does it represent?" Wu Fan said meaningfully: "It represents something that cannot be compared with money and wealth."

"what is that?"

"The thing that money and wealth cannot compare to is, of course, power!" Wu Fan replied.

Hearing this, Bai Yanyan's eyes lit up inexplicably.

…

The jeep arrived at Shiliping, the garrison where the military headquarters of the war zone is located, without any obstruction.

This is a confidential place in the Central South War Zone and has never been open to ordinary people. Those who can live and work here are either active military personnel, senior military dependents and honorably retired generals.

Shiliping is a depression surrounded by mountains. The special environment makes the climate here warm in spring and cool in summer, making it a pleasant place to live.

This is Song Ziyu's first time here. In front of him are endless flowers and plants, with water in the mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the Peach Blossom Land is nothing more than that.

If it weren't for the fact that this is the core area of ​​the military headquarters, this paradise on earth would have been developed into a real estate plot by real estate developers.

After all, land in Nandu is very expensive, and only the military can retain such a piece of land in Nandu.

There are many sentries here, and ordinary official vehicles will be subject to interrogation if they can't go too far, but the jeep driven by Li Xin traveled unimpeded, and the sentry guards saluted wherever it passed.

There is no other reason but the license plate.

Soon, the jeep stopped on the grass in front of an old red-brick house in the mountains.

The old house is only one story high, with four or five rooms side by side. The mess all around is not much different from the common adobe houses in rural areas.

"We're here, you go in first." Li Xin stopped the car on the grass not far from the house and motioned to Song Ziyu to go there.

Feeling anxious and uneasy, Song Ziyu got out of the car and walked towards the old house.

There is a spacious courtyard in front of the house. Song Ziyu walked into the courtyard and smelled the fragrance wafting from it.

Song Ziyu stepped forward to take a look and found an old man

The woman is cooking in the kitchen on the far right.

The kitchen is an old rural stove, with fruit wood burning in the stove. Next to the kitchen is a pigsty, but there are no pigs in the pigsty.

Song Ziyu smelled the smell and guessed that the old woman was cooking firewood-roasted chicken.

Seeing Song Ziyu looking around, the plainly dressed old woman pursed her lips and smiled: "The guests are here, please sit down in the back room first, I'm still cooking."

Song Ziyu thought that this was probably the housekeeping staff of Ye's hometown.

An old man of Mr. Ye's level should have a team responsible for daily living and food management. An old lady alone is too shabby.

Alas, the older generation's style of work is hard and simple.

Song Ziyu returned to the guest room and sat on a stool in a daze.

The decoration in the guest room is very simple, even a little too simple. A few pieces of wooden furniture are placed in the room, and a 25-watt incandescent light bulb hangs above the head.

The only thing that is more impressive is probably the old lacquered Eight Immortals table in the center of the living room.

This table must be of some age...

But these are not the most noteworthy things in the room.

What is really eye-catching are the photo albums, photo frames and certificates hanging on the earthen walls of the room.

"Wait here. Ye Lao just encountered some official business and went back to the military headquarters to handle it. I also want to go over and report." Li Xin entered the room to explain, and then prepared to leave.

Song Ziyu was dumbfounded: "No, just leave me here alone, is that okay?"

Li Xin said: "Just stay here, no one will do anything to you, but you must not run around, there are military aircraft areas nearby... I won't chat with you anymore, the military department is recruiting me urgently!"

"

Although Li Xin is a guard, he is a soldier after all. Soldiers are subject to orders and prohibitions. He would never dare to act casually like Song Ziyu.

Li Xin left. Song Ziyu sat in the living room for a while and felt really bored, so he wandered to the kitchen and saw the old lady busying herself.

"Let me help you!" Song Ziyu said carelessly.

After all, children who grow up in ordinary families cannot see their parents struggling to take care of them all by themselves.

"How can we let the guests go to the kitchen? No, no!" The old woman blocked Song Ziyu and said with a smile: "You can just walk around and it will be fine in a while!"

Song Ziyu didn't care about this, he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the water basin, picked up the three kilograms of bass in the water, then grabbed the kitchen knife on the chopping board and knocked the fish unconscious, and then began to quickly remove the scales.

Seeing Song Ziyu's deft fish-killing technique, the old woman was slightly startled, and then smiled and said: "Young man is so skilled in knife skills. He has such skills at such a young age. It's amazing."

Song Ziyu smiled and did not tell the old woman that he had been working at RT-Mart killing fish every summer since junior high school, where he honed his knife skills.

Soon the seabass was taken care of, and Song Ziyu quickly prepared the auxiliary ingredients: "Let me make a home-cooked seabass."

"How can this be so embarrassing..." The old woman looked at Song Ziyu with a smile, and her face showed a little kindness.

"It's nothing, I'm the same at home." Song Ziyu said nonchalantly.

So the old lady stood by the door and watched Song Ziyu fry the fish.

Under Song Ziyu's hand, a home-cooked seabass dish with delicious color and aroma was placed on the table.

"smell good!"
Chapter completed!