The place to eat was chosen at a pretty good restaurant——

Luoxianju.

Not only is the name elegant and retro, but the decoration inside is also antique. Even the names of the dishes are written on bamboo plaques and hung on the wall of the cashier counter in the lobby, which makes it look like an ancient restaurant.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center and close to the simplicity and tranquility of the suburbs, it gives people a feeling of returning to the countryside and a very comfortable feeling.

The place was chosen by Liu Yanbo. As a veteran driver who has been in Haishi for three years, he shuttles through the streets and alleys all day long. I dare not say anything else, but he wanted to find a place that was both high-end and relatively affordable.

The place to eat is still a trivial matter.

Liu Yanbo and his colleagues had been to this restaurant before, and the consumption was quite normal. Seven or eight people ate and drank for only two to three thousand. In this city where land is more expensive than gold, this is rare.

A conscientious seller at first sight.

This is not because Liu Yanbo is stingy. He also wants to take Bai Bin and the others to a truly high-end restaurant to dine, showing off his rich character. However, he is a poor man with less than 10,000 yuan in total. This is what Yin Hanruo gave him on his wedding day.

His living expenses, otherwise, he would have to use egg noodles to make the most of his landownership.

In the private room, Shangguan Qingmeng was drinking with Bai Bin's comrades, drinking happily.

Yin Hanruo also had a few drinks and occasionally chatted with a smile, becoming approachable.

Bai Bin didn't drink. From the moment the table was served, he kept staring at Liu Yanbo, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, the man who had disappeared for thirteen years would disappear again.

"Let's go! Let's talk alone?" Liu Yanbo asked casually. Without waiting for Bai Bin's reply, he stood up and walked to the balcony.

This is the humanized design of this restaurant. Each box has an independent small balcony, where people who have drunk too much can take a breath of air, sober up, and then continue drinking and consuming.

"Try it!" Liu Yanbo leaned on the railing, took out a small wine bottle from his pocket and handed it to Bai Bin.

Bai Bin shook his head and said seriously: "I will not drink with you before you answer my question."

"Try it! You will like this wine." Liu Yanbo put the wine bottle into Bai Bin's hand and looked up at the stars and the unknown distance.

Bai Bin looked at Liu Yanbo, then at the wine bottle in his hand, and slowly opened the lid.

The wine was strong. As soon as the lid was opened, the strong smell of alcohol hit his nostrils. Bai Bin's face immediately changed. First he felt disbelief, then joy, and finally sadness. He held the wine bottle tightly and his voice trembled: "

This...this is the wine brewed by Third Uncle?"

Ahem~

It was a very familiar taste that burned his throat and heart. Bai Bin took a big sip and choked to tears.

"The taste hasn't changed, right? I brewed it according to the method of my third uncle." Liu Yanbo looked up, so that no one could see his face or his red eyes.

Bai Bin held the wine bottle tightly in his hand, put it against his heart, and slowly squatted down, with his other hand on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and choked up: "It hasn't changed, not at all."

From the time Liu Yanbo and the two walked to the balcony alone, the people in the box had been watching. Through the glass door, no one heard what they said, but Yin Hanruo and the others could see that in just a few minutes,

Bai Bin is close to collapse.

"Xiaoxue, don't go, it's useless." The girl who came with Bai Bin and the others quickly stood up and wanted to comfort and persuade, but was held back by Yin Hanruo, who was sitting next to her.

Bai Bin's comrades also echoed: "Sister Xue, you can't get involved in this matter."

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"Young Master Bin, stand up!" Liu Yanbo looked at Bai Bin, patted his shoulder gently with his hand, and sighed softly: "Don't let people see the joke!"

Bai Bin didn't speak, but his mouth opened wide, roaring and crying silently. The most courageous soldier of the Republic, at this moment, was like a helpless child, suffering from heart-breaking pain.

Liu Yanbo stopped paying attention to Bai Bin and lit a cigarette. After taking a puff of smoke, he said: "Young Master Bin, you have been excellent since you were a child. You skipped grades continuously when you were in school, which is the pride of your parents.

Do you still remember? That year you were specially recruited by the army. Before you went, there was a banquet in the village, which was more lively than the Chinese New Year. People were afraid that you would be looked down upon when you arrived at the military academy, so your mother and several uncles helped you get dressed up several times overnight.

Your stylish new clothes have made me and Mr. Tan envious of you for a long time."

Liu Yanbo took another puff of cigarette, paused slightly and continued: "Our place is so remote and there is no source of income. You know this, but you were growing at that time. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well after you go to the military academy.

Your father goes to the town to remit a sum of money to you every month. You should be able to guess where the money comes from, right? Yes, it is collected by people in the whole village frugally. "

"You shouldn't dare to forget these, right?" At the end of his speech, Liu Yanbo's eyes became extremely sharp: "Don't forget, you are not living for yourself alone, you carry everyone's hopes, so

, put away your weakness, you cannot lose the face of Qinghezhuang, and you are not qualified to lose it."

Every word pierced into Bai Bin's heart like a flying knife, and his face became even more twisted and painful. He struggled, holding on to the railing and slowly stood up, raising his head and chest, as straight as a pole standing in the wind.

Javelin said loudly: "I have not forgotten, and I dare not forget."

Liu Yanbo patted Bai Bin's shoulder hard, his eyes softened, he looked at the starry sky in the distance, and asked lightly: "Young Master Bin, have you ever gone back after so many years?"

"I have gone back. I take the time to go back every year. I can't let people say that Qinghe Village has lost its descendants!" Bai Bin wiped away his tears and looked at the starry sky in the distance and asked: "Master Bo, have you ever gone back?"

"

——Going home, what a warm thing.

But Liu Yanbo's home had been destroyed. He watched his parents, relatives, neighbors, and friends die one by one before his eyes, and watched his hometown, which was once full of laughter, turn into a hell on earth littered with corpses.

What does that feel like?

Probably only those who have experienced it will understand!

Liu Yanbo shook his head and said with a sad smile: "I don't dare."

Bai Bin looked at Liu Yanbo, not blaming him, only feeling distressed, and silently handed over the wine bottle.

Liu Yanbo took a few sips from the jug, then lit up a cigarette and said, "Young Master Bin, you did a great job. Everyone should be very pleased to see you now. You did not let them down."

Bai Bin, 31 years old, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, is the ace of the "Dragon War" and the most courageous warrior of the Republic. He has defended the country for more than ten years and has made numerous meritorious services. He has received personal awards from the supreme leader several times.

How could such a good and upright man disappoint people?

"No!" Bai Bin said categorically: "Everyone is blaming me. An elder brother is like a father, but I didn't take good care of you."

Liu Yanbo sighed: "How can I blame you? It's my own choice."

"Why didn't you come to me back then?"

The problem has returned to its original point. This problem has been lingering in Bai Bin's mind. It is a concern that he cannot let go, and it is also his obsession.

"I was also infected with the plague back then. I don't know why I survived, and I'm not sure how long I can live. Is there an incubation period? You are everyone's hope, and I can't take risks."

Liu Yanbo spoke in an understatement, but Bai Bin burst into tears.

A thirteen-year-old child endured the torture of the plague, endured the pain of losing relatives and friends, and wandered alone in the world. Maybe he competed with wild dogs for food, maybe he slept in the wind and rain...

No one knows what he has been through?

But Bai Bin knew that Liu Yanbo's life would never be easy at that time.

"Where did you go back then?"

Liu Yanbo closed his eyes, opened his hands, and his faint words dissipated in the breeze.
Chapter completed!