Chapter 1272 (1/2)

The meal was very luxurious and also very comfortable.

Everyone sitting together, talking and laughing, more like a family, let Yang Chen feel very warm.

In particular, ye Liangcai and Hu Yashu, from time to time to Yang Chen folder dishes, a smile, treat Yang Chen is very warm.

Ye Xin feels that his parents' preference for him has now been transferred to Yang Chen, but he has become the neglected one.

Huff of Ye Xin hard to mouth stuff, in order to offset the anger in the heart.

After dinner, ye Liangcai explained a few words in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Yang Chen knows that after ye Liangcai gets the voiceprint U disk, he can't sit still. But still insist to accompany Yang Chen to finish dinner, already very give Yang Chen face.

Now he leaves in a hurry, Yang Chen is very able to understand.

After dinner, Mr. Ye asked people to make a pot of tea for everyone to drink to relieve the pain.

Yang Chen is full of however curiously to leaf old son way: ”old son, don't know our family that gold knife Chef where?”? Can I call on you? ”

Yang Chen is still very interested in the legendary golden knife chef.

”You said Lao Gao!” Ye took a sip of tea with a smile, looked at Yang Chen and said, ”I didn't expect you to be so interested in chefs?”

Yang Chen laughed and explained: ”you know, we are special forces. We eat whatever we meet. We can eat all kinds of snakes, insects, rats and ants, even earthworms and bark. In bad conditions, there is no condition to eat delicious food. ”

Ye Laozi nodded slowly, his face showing the color of memory, ”speaking, I still understand this feeling. At the beginning, when we were marching and fighting, we ate wild grass, gnawed bark, and used a cowhide belt to make soup. All of them were raw and rotten. Think about how hard the conditions were! When we were most hungry, we ate guanyintu. I've seen people who ate guanyintu to death. It's really no good. We just eat the cotton in our clothes. After eating the cotton, we have to suffer from the cold. The frostbite on our feet is like a layer of clay sculpture. Now I remember... ”

Mr. Ye was filled with emotion.

Yang Chen was awed.

As a soldier, Yang Chen always has high respect for the revolutionary martyrs in his heart.

Old people like ye, who have witnessed history, have great respect.

The life they are enjoying now is all the life that these predecessors exchanged for at the beginning!

”If you don't talk about me, it's all in the past. It's estimated that you've been reading textbooks every day since you were a child, and you've been educated every day since you arrived in the army. You've long been tired of listening to them.” Ye Laozi waved his hand with a smile.

Yang Chen said: ”the story of the revolutionary martyrs, never tired of listening! Only when you know what you believed in, can you know how wonderful life is today! ”

Ye Laozi nods with a smile, thinking that Yang Chen is very rare and valuable. Now few people can have this kind of understanding.

”You like cooks because you can't eat good food when you were on a mission?” Asked Ye.

Yang Chen said with a smile: ”I can't say that. After all, when we were training, we made it clear that as a special combat team member, it's fundamental to be not afraid of hardship and fatigue. The reason is that I'm a foodie. I've enjoyed eating since I was a child. You know, I grew up in an orphanage and had a sister with a different surname. That little girl is more greedy than me, but at that time, the orphanage had no money and could not make delicious food for us. The little girl is greedy, so I try to use the only materials to get her something to eat. It tastes good. ”

Mr. Ye's smile faded and his face was heavy.