Yan returns to the mountain.
This was the first time for General Ye to come to this little-known yet legendary Lin's restaurant.
He never brings many escorts when he goes out, just one man and one woman. The man is Zhao, who is also a driver and errand boy, and the woman is Qian, a secretary who is also reading glasses.
Well, it is said that General Ye is getting older and his eyesight has deteriorated greatly, so he usually relies on these two people.
"The tree at the door is...not bad. What kind of tree is it? It's so tall and so bright. Is it a mutated cockscomb? I'll have someone bring me some trees later and plant them in my yard."
Xiao Zhao swallowed his saliva and looked at the densely packed mouth, "Okay general, I'll find someone to take care of it later."
In my mind, I was thinking about which big tree I should climb that looked similar in color to this thing - of course, the kind that wouldn't move.
"Crack."
General Ye stepped on it and felt something like the sound of cracking fruits.
"Oh...I forgot to bring my glasses when I went out. Did we end up in someone else's vegetable garden?"
Xiao Qian curled his lips,
"Every time I ask you to wear glasses, you act like you are on the execution ground. You even talk about the image and temperament of the glasses. You are almost a hundred years old, and you still expect to scare those new recruits with your eyes?"
General Ye said,
"I call this a treasured sword that never grows old. Not only does it never grow old, it's not even rusty. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes... you are right, but can you put on the glasses you have hidden in your pocket first, otherwise you won't even know who Lin Chou is... right? Such an important meeting , you don’t want to meet Mr. Lin next time, right?”
General Ye was unhappy, "I must have left my glasses on my desk. Well, I came in a hurry."
Xiao Qian chuckled and said,
"Mr. Ye, I can see the temples of my glasses in my left trouser pocket. Take them out quickly and put them on~!"
Mr. Ye sighed,
"Old man, it's useless. Even a little girl like you dares to bully me, Old Ye."
Xiao Qian's mouth twitched,
"My Lord General, little girl? My granddaughter is six years old, and I am sixty-three this year..."
"Ah? Really... Then Xiao Zhao is still young..."
Xiao Zhao innocently said,
"General, I am seventy-one this year...I hired you for the small money..."
"..."
When Lin Chou saw what was going on with the good guy, centuries had passed for these three people. He was really afraid that they would turn into a pile of mummies as they walked...
"Ahem...welcome..."
No matter what, age is always an option worthy of respect.
Lao Ye smiled and said,
"Okay, okay, welcome...welcome...Girl, get me some tea for the old man...I'm so old, I always like to run to the toilet, and I just want to take a sip of tea..."
No, to be honest, you don't wear glasses, how can you tell that this handsome man is a girl? It doesn't sound like it if you don't see it and just hear this voice!
"Xiao Qian" and "Xiao Zhao" laughed so much that they coughed repeatedly.
Lin Chou was really afraid that they would lose their temper, so she shouted into the old man's ear,
"Master...can you...hear...what...I...say...I...am... ...Male...~!!"
General Ye roared angrily,
"I have bad eyesight, not deafness!!"
"..."
Lin Chou chatted,
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. Yelling is very harmful... Also, I only have cold brewed tea here, which is not suitable for an old man of your age. How about I give you a glass of coconut juice." ..”
"You kid...when did you become blind?"
"???"
"Me! My last name is Ye! You weren't the one who yelled at me last time we met? Are you still yelling at me this time?"
"..."
Lin Chou was confused. When had he seen this old man?
Xiao Zhao said,
"This is General Ye, the old general of the garrison, the father of Lieutenant General Ye Ming."
"..."
Damn it, Lin Chou scratched his head for a while.
"Old man, have you ever learned the art of disguise?"
"That's why I asked you when you became blind. I'm not wearing a military uniform or shaving, so I can't recognize you?"
"..."
If Lin Chou remembered correctly, the last time we saw General Ye, he was a high-spirited middle-aged man. How come he turned into an octogenarian in the blink of an eye?
"Time is really a butcher's knife..."
"I heard it!"
"Ahem." Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "General Ye is here, what's the point of your visit?"
Lao Ye blinked his eyes,
"Not only blind, but also stupid. What else can I do when I come to a restaurant? Of course, eat!"
Lin Chou decided in his heart that this old man must have been bullied by his old lady to come here and wallow in mischief.
Well, the customer is God. He comes in sorrow and returns happily.
"Okay, what can we eat?"
General Ye threw the dentures into the enamel jar that came with him with a clang.
"Three portions of fried rice cakes, thank you."
"Aren't you afraid of having your gums glued off?"
"What did you say?"
"Ahem, it's nothing. Sorry, there's no fried rice cake."
"Maren."
"...nor."
"Pancake fruit, you should have this!"
"...This really doesn't exist."
"Isn't this a restaurant?"
Lin Chou pointed to the roof, "The menu is up there, but we don't support ordering."
"Why are you asking me what to eat if you don't let me order?"
"I asked you to order the dishes hanging above."
"Also, sir, can't you order some healthy and uplifting dishes?"
Thirteen moves in a row, the old man finally smiled,
"Boy, you're not bad, he's much better than my son..."
Ye Ming?
Lin Chou really couldn't tell whether this was a compliment or a slander.
"Let's not go around. Just tell us what's going on."
General Ye said seriously,
"The garrison hopes that you will give us your quota for the Dragon-Tiger Fight next month."
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"First it's the Scientific Research Institute, then it's the Development Committee, and next month it's your garrison."
General Ye smiled awkwardly,
"Well, the garrison... didn't catch... the caracal."
"Walk slowly and don't pay attention to cars. Thank you for your cooperation."
General Ye is anxious.
"Don't bother me. Those old bastards at the Research Institute are missing some great virtues. They caught several caracal cats and hid them... They have almost turned Zushan over. Let us garrison come up. Where are the caracals? Little friend Lin, look, can you be a little more accommodating?"
"It definitely can't be done! This was agreed upon at the time. You take the caracal and I cook. I won't get involved in who goes first and who comes last. You take your own pick."
Lao Ye said,
"Ahem, where are you thinking? You definitely don't need to interfere in this matter. Leave it to me, Lao Ye, to be the face. All you have to do is nod."
"What's the meaning?"
Lao Ye nodded, Xiao Qian turned around and went out. After a while, another person came up from the bottom of the mountain.
Lin Chou's eyebrows knitted together.
"Old Xue?!"
Xue Zhen nodded and smiled bitterly.
"Little friend Lin, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."
As for the bad feelings, after all this trouble, I really can't have any bad feelings towards him. The old guy still has some personal charm.
As for the favorable impression, bah, even bad old men have favorable impressions, so what the hell do they have to have multiple tastes? !
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