I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

Hearing these words, Yan Zisu couldn’t help but lower her head slightly, because she herself didn’t know where you had gone. Last evening, there was a moment when she really missed you, so she gave you a call, but the message she received was "The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."

"I only came to ask you because Zisu doesn’t know either," Granny Wang said.

Granny Wang really liked Yan Zisu. She had only one son, and although he had married and had children, he was abroad all year round, and she couldn’t even see him. Her relationship with them was not as close as her recent acquaintance with Yan Zisu. Today, she noticed a hint of melancholy in Yan Zisu’s eyes, thinking that you and Yan Zisu might have had a quarrel, so she specifically came to ask your grandfather.

Your retired grandfather usually didn’t involve himself much in family affairs. He was like a free-spirited wanderer, so accustomed to freedom that he sometimes seemed as if he had no family at all.

Upon hearing this, your grandfather couldn’t help but tilt his head. He deliberately glanced at Yan Zisu, noticing she seemed somewhat downhearted, also assuming that the two might have had a falling out.

Your grandfather couldn’t be more satisfied with Yan Zisu as a granddaughter-in-law. If they were in conflict and separated, your grandfather would regret it immensely.

Therefore, your grandfather said to Granny Wang, "I really don’t know. Wait for a moment; I’ll call that rascal."

From your grandfather’s words, it was not difficult to see that he was very protective of Yan Zisu.

However, your grandfather received the same information as Yan Zisu, "The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."

"That rascal, why is the phone off?"

As they were speaking, a jeep suddenly stopped outside the courtyard. Your grandfather turned his head to glance at the vehicle model and found it was a Mulan. His brows immediately furrowed because he hadn’t seen this model for many years.

At this time, two people got out of the Mulan jeep, a man and a woman, an elder and a youth.

Seeing the old man, your grandfather’s brows furrowed because he hadn’t seen this person for several years and didn’t anticipate their return today.

If it had been any of your grandfather’s subordinates or old friends visiting, he would have risen to greet them, but he really didn’t want to speak to the one before him.

Wei Tong, after taking a few steps from the car, saw your grandfather turn away upon noticing him, and his previously rosy complexion turned a shade pale.

Wei Yingyue’s gaze had been fixed on the Yan Zisu who was helping brush Granny Wang’s hair since getting out of the car.

Upon first seeing Yan Zisu, Wei Yingyue found her gaze couldn’t pull away from her. Just standing there, Yan Zisu was like an elegant orchid blooming in a secluded valley, exuding a natural fragrance.

In this scene, Wei Yingyue couldn’t help but sigh in her heart, "How could such beauty exist in the world?"

In terms of looks, Wei Yingyue thought she wasn’t inferior to Yan Zisu, but she knew that her worldly entanglements couldn’t compare to Yan Zisu’s pure charisma.

The arrival of Wei Tong and Wei Yingyue brought a slight chilly pause to the previously merry atmosphere.

Those present were old friends of your grandfather and knew his character well. Your grandfather was someone who wore all emotions on his face, so seeing him with a stern expression, the old acquaintances around him stood up one after another, heading indoors.

Seeing this, Yan Zisu intended to push Granny Wang away, but your grandfather called her back, "Child, you stand by me. Old Sun, you push Grandma Wang inside."

Yan Zisu obliged, standing by your grandfather’s side. Her action made Wei Yingyue, who was approaching, frown slightly. She had initially thought Yan Zisu was merely a staff member here, but now it seemed she had some connection with your grandfather.

"Old Platoon Leader, I’ve come to see you." Wei Tong placed two vintage-looking bottles of Maotai on the stone table in front of your grandfather.

Wei Tong wore a military uniform, although without shoulder stripes, but this worn, faded uniform easily inspired reverence.

"Sir, Grandpa can’t drink," Yan Zisu naturally remarked upon seeing the wine.

Wei Tong was about to speak when your grandfather, with a stern face, interjected, "I say, General Wei, I’m just a retired old soldier, and can’t afford such expensive wine. Take it back and have other dignitaries drink it."

"Ah, Old Platoon Leader, I’ve been saving this one up just for you, you see, from ’75," Wei Tong said. He knew your grandfather loved wine, and at the same time, took a bag from Wei Yingyue’s hands, its round shape appearing to hold fruits.

When Wei Tong took out the item from the bag, it wasn’t fruits, but an oval object sealed with mud.

Upon seeing it, your grandfather’s eyes narrowed slightly.

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Noting your grandfather’s changed expression, Wei Tong cheerfully declared, "Old Platoon Leader, this is Beggar’s Chicken from Louwai Building, the most authentic one in Yuhang City."

Wine was absolutely off-limits for your grandfather, but Beggar’s Chicken, well, who wouldn’t take advantage of a free treat, eh!

Your grandfather glanced at Wei Tong, with a deliberate intonation, "Wei Tong."

"Yes?" Wei Tong quickly sat down in front of your grandfather, grinning at him.

Regardless of Wei Tong’s current status, your grandfather had always been the platoon leader he respected. For a moment, it seemed like he could once again see your grandfather’s gallant presence on the battlefield.

"Do you know, in our company, no, in our platoon, you were the closest to me, and yet you’re the only one who hasn’t visited me all these years."

"Old Platoon Leader..."

"Am I that old?"

"Platoon Leader," Wei Tong chuckled softly and continued, "You know, I made a mistake back then, and I’ve been too ashamed to face you ever since."

"And now you’re not ashamed?" Your grandfather eyed Wei Tong.

"I’m seventy this year. If I don’t visit you now, I might not have the chance to see you once I’m in the earth," Wei Tong replied.

Your grandfather looked at Wei Tong, sighed, and said, "You’re something else, you!"

Between comrades-in-arms, grudges never last overnight. In just a few words, your grandfather and Wei Tong uncovered the seal on the Beggar’s Chicken, and an intoxicated aroma wafted through the air.

Wei Tong tore off a chicken leg, handed it to your grandfather, and smiled, "Platoon Leader, if I remember correctly, this was always your favorite part!"

Your grandfather took it without hesitation, devouring it bite by bite.

It seemed only then that Wei Tong noticed Yan Zisu next to your grandfather and asked, "Platoon Leader, is this girl Qingmo? She was a beautiful child, and now she’s become even more amazing, outshining even those big stars."

"What’s wrong with your eyes?" Your grandfather glared at Wei Tong, "This is my granddaughter-in-law!"

With that, your grandfather turned to Yan Zisu behind him and said, "Zisu, this is General Wei, an old comrade of mine from before."

"Hello, General Wei," Yan Zisu smiled as she curtsied slightly to Wei Tong.