General Ye twitched his eyes and winked at Ye Zhengying again. The latter understood and immediately trotted towards Ye Mingzhu. Passing by Chuhe, he did not forget to give him a thumbs up and said to Ye Mingzhu

: "Bamboo. I'll help you go upstairs to rest."

The aggrieved Ye Mingzhu was about to resist, but saw his elder brother wink at him. Then he turned his attention to Chu He and couldn't help but hold back his resentment and followed Ye Zhengying upstairs.

After the two of them went upstairs, Chu He touched his belly, and Marshal Ye, who was full of energy and dignity, said: "General, I had to catch a flight early in the morning, and I haven't even had a bite of hot food yet. No.

Do you know if you can—"

Halfway through his words, his eyes fell on the table full of rich dishes. Passerby Zhao Xin.

"Xiao Xiu. Get the wine."

Marshal Ye turned around and gave instructions, then said to Chu He: "Then let's have a casual meal together."

Chu He smiled slightly when he heard this and went straight to the dining table.

Because there was a complete family, there was not much space at the table. Chu He was arranged next to the tiger-headed boy. After Chu He sat down, the boy who had not distracted his attention from beginning to end and was concentrating on chewing the chicken legs turned to glance at Chu He.

He glanced at it and said, "Brother, bring me some seeds."

Chu He was startled. He stared at the tiger-headed boy and said in disbelief: "Are you talking to me?"

"Then who do you think you are?" The tiger-headed boy touched the grease at the corner of his mouth and took two more mouthfuls of rice. "But I have to remind you. Our Ye family is not that easy to get into. Especially my grandfather. He didn't order.

You are really capable, but you can't take him down."

This guy knows a lot.

In particular, he looks a bit stupid but is actually shrewd and cunning. However, he actually knows so much at the age of five or six. He deserves to be from a wealthy family, and even his emotional intelligence is precocious and sharper than that of ordinary children.

Chu He smiled slightly, took a pair of bowls and chopsticks, picked up the cup filled with wine, and said respectfully to Marshal Ye: "General, I respect you."

Marshal Ye nodded calmly and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Chu He was not to be outdone. He drank up the strong wine in the glass in one gulp.

Afterwards, the old and the young actually started drinking wine with great frequency. Even the little guy, who had no interest in Chuhe, couldn't help but stand in awe.

You know, my grandpa was a master who was known as a master who would never get drunk after a thousand drinks. Even though he is older now, he has never been timid in drinking. Not only is he not timid, his drinking capacity is also quite astonishing. This has attracted many old people who are familiar with him.

As soon as the guy heard that he wanted to drink with him, he ran away after hearing the news and did not dare to drink with him.

After three strokes, Chu He and Ye Zhongtang drank a bottle of high-concentration Maotai. When Ye Zhongtang signaled for an intermission, he lit a cigarette and praised: "General, you have a good drinker."

"You're not bad either." Without Ye Mingzhu present, the iron-blooded marshal was in a much better mood. His face was no longer as tense as before. He gave Chuhe a shallow smile and said, "Back then, I protected

You did a great job in Project Long. Old man, I heard the news about you in Yanjing and felt proud."

Soldiers are soldiers. Three words cannot be separated from the old profession. Especially Xiang Ye Zhongtang, a backbone of the Chinese military, is even more fond of a leader of the younger generation like Chu He. The reason why he had a bad attitude before

, he was simply pissed off by Ye Mingzhu. Now Chu He not only stood up for him, but also asked Ye Mingzhu to apologize in person. The old guy immediately defined Chu He as one of his own.

"General, you are exaggerating. Compared with your past, my little past is nothing." Chu He said very humbly.

"Oh? What do you know about me?" Ye Zhongtang ordered someone to open two more bottles of Maotai and handed one to Chu He.

"That's a lot." Chu He smiled slightly and said. "When you served as the captain of the Tiger Battalion, which shocked China and the world, you not only made a great name abroad. Even those murderous mercenaries heard your name.

That’s just to be frightened by the news and become a sullen person.”

Just when he heard the words "Tiger Camp" coming from Chu He's mouth, Ye Zhongtang couldn't help but have a complicated look on his face that was getting older even though his face was red, and he murmured: "Tiger Camp? It has been disbanded for more than 40 years!"

"

"Although it has been disbanded, why did the current Divine Corps not learn from your Tiger Camp back then? It can be said that the current Divine Corps is the Tiger Camp back then. It just changed the name." Chu He said respectfully. "

Furthermore, how many elite soldiers and generals have you trained for the country in the past few decades? How much of a reputation have you established internationally? Just a conversation with the US Secretary of Defense a few years ago made us Chinese people very happy.

The number one hawk."

"Hahaha."

Ye Zhongtang suddenly laughed heartily, slapped the table and said, "Boy, your flattery skills are nothing like Chu Lin's!"

Chu He smiled and said, "That's the truth."

After that, his eyes fell on Ye Zhongtang's left arm that had not moved much from beginning to end, and he asked softly: "Your arm never recovered after the anti-terrorism attack in Africa?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhongtang laughed nonchalantly and said: "Kill a terrifying and heartless leader with one arm. Do you think I have lost money?"

What is a national hero?

Chuhe understood at this moment.
Chapter completed!