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Chapter 13 The Story

It turned out that when Mr. Xue was standing outside, the right hall was as he expected, and the atmosphere of the talks was warm. In the hall of thousands of square meters, there were many sofas and many scattered seats. Old friends, old superiors, and old brothers were hard to see each other for years. Once they gathered together, they could not help but recall the glorious years of the past. In addition to the flying artillery fire and the true feelings of hardships, they were also inevitably a bit of resentment that could not be eliminated for a long time.

Therefore, in the hour when Mr. Xue was standing outside, although the laughter and joy in the hall were the main theme, it was inevitable that he would stare at each other. After all, in addition to the on-the-job military and political officials, there were also seniors who had completely taken off their responsibilities. These seniors were all indifferent, so they naturally had fewer concerns in their hearts. When encountering unpleasant things, they would inevitably be able to speak out.

Just now, when Lao Zheng and Xue Pingyuan were talking, a big dispute finally broke out in the hall! To be honest, there were already many quarrels in the hall during this time of childhood. Fortunately, there were people living in the hall in the real town, not to mention others, that kind and kind old mother was enough to flatten most of the quarrels.

But there are exceptions in everything. Now, even this old mother cannot mediate the dispute in the southwest corner of the hall.

Speaking of which, the two who participated in the quarrels had their positions before retirement, but these two experienced seniors were senior seniors who had participated in the Second National Congress of the Party. They were really a rude and no one could do anything to do. After all, these two were ten years old, and in terms of age, Mr. Ji was much older than Old Man.

And these two people are not arguing about any theoretical policy, nor do they involve any national policy. It is purely a private matter. The matter is really a matter of time. It has to be counted from fifty-five years ago. At that time, most people in the hall were not even adults, and even the old mother had just joined the party for only two years.

It was 1927. At the beginning of April 12, the party's cause was severely challenged. The debate between Qian and Mr. Su was working underground in the core area of ​​April 12. The two were also divided into a group. It happened that the plainclothes picket team formed by the Qinghong Gang gang were hunting and killing comrades in our party. They had already caught the jurisdiction of Mr. Qian and Mr. Su.

It was a coincidence that the wedding was worth the money that day. Mr. Su, as an old brother and comrade, was naturally unlucky to come and help. The conditions were difficult at that time. However, even the wedding was very difficult, and when the guests came, they were not allowed to drink some wine. The guests that came that time exceeded expectations. Mr. Qian's preparations were obviously not enough, so Mr. Qian called Mr. Su and accompanied him to buy some wine.

At this moment, they ran into the gangsters of Qinghong Gang rushed towards this side. Fortunately, they were engaged in underground work for a long time, were highly alert and had rich experience in facing the enemy. It was precisely because of this that the two cleverly avoided the enemy.

But just after avoiding the enemy, the two had an argument. Mr. Qian insisted on going back to save his wife and comrades, while Mr. Su insisted on notifying other comrades who had not yet been in danger, believing that even if the two went back, they would have to die in vain.

Just as the battle was in full swing, Mr. Su knocked Mr. Qian unconscious and dragged Mr. Qian to a safe place. He took the risk to notify other comrades nearby, saving many of his lives. However, the comrades who came to Qian's hometown to attend the wedding banquet and Mr. Qian's wife who had just passed the door were in a disaster.

After this incident, the two became enemies. In addition, the truth is really difficult to distinguish between the two old men. More than half a century has passed, and this knot has never been solved in the hearts of the two old men. Fortunately, although they both lived in the capital after retirement, they never met. A past event, as it turned out to be clouds and mists, was unexpected. At today's Old Xue's wedding, there was another stir.

However, when they first entered the right hall, the two of them did not meet, but no matter how big the right hall was, there was an end. The two oldest seniors were present. No matter how high the position was, they would inevitably be respectful. In this way, these two became the small focus of the same party, and they became the focus and were inevitably eye-catching. The two saw each other almost at the same time.

The new and old resentment were just arguing, and the trouble was endless without saying a few words! It was not that no one advised him, but the older he got, the bigger his temper. Even if Mr. An came on stage in person, he didn't persuade him.

At the end, the two ten-year-old men waved their crutches, and they were about to perform a full martial arts move, and the scene was completely out of control.

At that time, Director Fu's face turned green when the General Office of the CPC Central Committee was in charge of the General Office of the CPC Central Committee, and the eyes of several political bosses almost burned Director Fu's to faint.

Director Fu was killed and naturally thought of Director Ning who was in charge of the matter. When he thought of Deputy Director Ning's incompetence and obvious taboos, he did not even consider it, and it was really unforgivable.

To put it in detail, when the chaos in the field just started, Director Ning knew that something was wrong. In addition to being frightened, he had already thought about the countermeasures in his mind. When Director Fu glared from afar, Director Ning was inspiration and gritted his teeth secretly, and rushed out to find Xue Xiang to put out the fire.

If we talk about it, Director Ning is looking for Xue Xiang at the moment, there is really no way. The two old men in the field are relying on their seniority and persuading them is obviously useless. I am afraid that the only one who is useful is this groom who makes a small move.

However, Director Ning dragged Xue Xiangchao and rushed into the hall, while informing Mr. Xue about the inside story. He heard that Mr. Xue was also one of the top two.

When he heard Director Ning ask him to come forward to end the show, Old Xue's head shook even more like a rattle. If the old man can't handle such things, how can he handle the young? Besides, Old Xue also had some intimidating thoughts. Who asked you to attend the wedding? The purpose is impure, just makes you anxious.

Director Ning was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. At some point, Xu Gan walked to Old Xue, "Old, you're a little bit too much, hurry up and find a way to solve it. The divorce has only been half an hour since it started. If you are willing to drag the wedding to August 16th, no one can care about you!"

It is said that when you hit a snake, Xu Gan, who is familiar with Mr. Xue, hits Mr. Xue's seven inches when he takes action.

Mr. Xue smiled bitterly and nodded. After taking over the task, he ran towards the chaos.

At this moment, the northwest corner was really lively, with twenty people gathering in a bunch of them, "Old Qian", "Old Su", "Shut up" and "Old Confused" shouts were in chaos.

Xue Xiang saw that place clearly from afar and couldn't help but sigh, this was probably the most luxurious team to tie up. Three governors and two ministers, each blocking or holding two old men, and two political situations stood on both sides with great thoughts.

While laughing, Old Xue racked his brains and thought about the trick of breaking the deadlock.

Suddenly, he saw that Mr. Qian could not help but was stopped by everyone and could not use the crutches, and he immediately thought about it.

But when Mr. Xue took a few quick steps, he got closer, and twisted his body and crashed into the encirclement. Then, he shook his shoulders at a higher frequency, and without knowing that he bounced away the officials around Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian suddenly got rid of his restraint and became angry. The crutches in his hand were so full that they rose up. Before the old man's crutch fell, Mr. Xue's head took the initiative to go forward, and knocked it straight.

"Ouch!"

Old Xue screamed, covered his forehead, shaking as if he was about to fall to the ground!

The sudden change occurred, and everyone was shocked. Even the furious Mr. Qian, Mr. Su, was also angry for a moment and stopped shouting.

"Xiao Xue, Xiao Xue, are you okay?"

Mr. Qian lost his crutch and first supported Mr. Xue, who seemed to be playing drunken fists, and asked repeatedly.

Speaking of which, Mr. Qian is not someone else. It was the first time Mr. Xue met Mr. An, the old man Qian who was fighting chess with the master. Later, Xue Xiang often played chess with Mr. An, and occasionally encountered Mr. Qian's visit. The two of them played several games and were half a chess friend.

"Old Qian, what are you doing? Today is my happy day. Please come for a wedding banquet. If you come up, you will give me a stick. Isn't this the case for giving gifts, right?"

Mr. Xue only covered his head, never giving up his life, and seemed to be buried and complaining, playing the card of tragedy.

"I, I..."

Mr. Qian, who has been unwilling to accept others for most of his generation, can't speak at this moment. There is no way. Who told me that the old man is still a sensible person? Today was originally a happy day for Xiao Xue. He forgot about it for a while and was already in a loss. Now, he beat Xiao Xue, the groom with a crutch. No matter how arrogant the old man was, he would inevitably feel guilty at this moment.

It was because Mr. Xue got this trick right to get the right medicine. Seeing that Mr. Qian stopped talking, he hurriedly seized the time, held Mr. Qian's hand, staggered towards the gate, and said while walking: "You are here to see, come here to see, you beat me..."

Mr. Xue still didn't forgive others, but Mr. Qian felt ashamed and was really embarrassed to make trouble again, so he let Xue Xiang drag him to the door.

After arriving at the door, Mr. Xue suddenly put down his hand and bowed deeply to Mr. Qian, "Master, I don't know why you are so generous to life, but no matter what, today is the day for me to marry a wife. Please bear it for a few days. I will punish you later and apologize to you!"

Xue Xiang clearly told Mr. Qian that he was the one who was the one who was doing the show because Mr. Xue knew that his trick had been fooled for a while and could not fool for a lifetime. Mr. Qian would sooner or later come back. Besides, there were so many discerning people in the hall, no one could tell that Xue Xiang was doing the show. Obviously, even if it was a love, the method of cheating the elders was still disgraceful. Therefore, Xue Xiang bowed deeply to Mr. Qian, explaining the truth, and explaining it to Mr. Qian, and bowing was for everyone in the venue, because Mr. Xue knew that the eyes in the venue must be still on his side at this time.

Mr. Qian pondered for a long time, and suddenly reached out and helped Xue Xiang up: "Forget it, it's just that my old man doesn't know anything. He puts himself in the right direction. My old man got married back then and didn't drink this wedding wine. Today, I won't be a villain anymore. Okay, go and accompany the guests. Old man, I'll drink your wedding wine quietly!" (To be continued)

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