Bind to the collection system, I became a national treasure

"Your Le?"

The old man turned around, stretched out his hand and said to Xiao Rui.

Xiao Rui was stunned, and his face suddenly looked a little embarrassed: "I am the lady's bodyguard, how could I have such a thing..."

"It's a waste of time to be so tall and yet still not be able to compete with that girl. At least he should get a third-class merit..."

The old man grumbled a few times in dissatisfaction, and Xiao Rui could only smile bitterly. This was the real boss, and he had no right to talk back in any aspect.

The old man didn't intend to continue paying attention to him. He turned around and said to Bai Xi with a smile: "Girl, come in and sit down?"

It had been a long time since he had seen young people, and it had also been a long time since he had seen anyone related to the "past".

Bai Xi and Xiao Rui followed the old man inside. The courtyard was a typical old-style building from Jiang Province. The specific sect it belonged to was not apparent, but judging from the patina on the floor tiles, it was definitely older than the old man himself.

As for the old three-story building, when I entered, I found that the main structure was on the first two floors, arranged in an "concave" shape. The third floor was actually not very big, only a small area.

It seems that it has no other function except supporting the plaques that form the pagoda.

Seeing no one around, Bai Xi thought to himself, this old man is so old, and he still lives alone? How can his family be at ease with him?

"Grandpa, do you live alone?"

The old man nodded. "All those older than me are gone, and the younger generation has also died. I used to have a guard, but he passed away last year."

Bai Xi listened and felt inexplicably sad. His eyes were a little red and the look he gave the old man changed.

Xiao Rui also fell silent. The older generation of revolutionaries had really contributed too much to the motherland.

He stood silently and saluted the old man. Bai Xi looked at him and followed suit, performing a somewhat clumsy but standard salute.

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's boring to live too long. I'm used to it."

Bai Xi sniffed and was about to comfort him when a voice came from behind him: "Leader, are you telling people I'm dead again?"

Bai Xi was stunned and turned around with a confused look on his face. A middle-aged man in his fifties was standing at the door with a smoked pig's head in his hand and a helpless look on his face.

The old man's expression was a little unnatural...

"I'm talking about Xiao Qian. Xiao Qian left last year."

"Mr. Qian has been retired for ten years...Aren't you just trying to trick the youngsters and get some admiring looks? Don't I know you?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Did I tell a lie? Just tell me whether Xiao Qian left or not!"

Bai Xi: ...

Bai Xi and Xiao Rui looked at each other, feeling as if they had been cheated.

Give us back the sincere admiration you just showed us!

Is there something wrong with your plaque?

Gone, gone!

The old man grabbed Bai Xi and said, "Don't go, girl. I'll make you some tea. Tell me what's going on with your badge. I'll tell you about the time I drove a tank into Seoul."

How could the old man pull Bai Xi? Although Bai Xi was a girl, the old man was in his eighties or nineties. No matter how strong he was when he was young, he was well maintained to be able to stand upright without shaking.

But Bai Xi really didn't dare to leave, for fear that if he exerted too much force, the banquet would start right there, and if Grandpa Zhao Wawa next door got sick again, the whole village would have to eat for two days straight.

The middle-aged man in his fifties who came in from the door sighed: "Girl, the boss just hasn't seen strangers in a long time and wants to find someone to chat with. He's feeling suffocated. If you are free, please chat with him."

Bai Xi had no choice but to be pulled by the old man to sit on the stone bench under the eaves.

The old man actually had a pot of brewed tea, and he poured a cup for Bai Xi and Xiao Rui each: "Try it! This is tea from Sanqing Mountain, it's good stuff!"

The tea may be good, but the teapot is indeed a dark cast iron pot.

"Girl, tell me, what's going on with your National Defense Science and Technology Medal? Are there such medals now?"

The old man didn't know the year he retired from the army, and he had never seen this new badge before. He shamelessly asked Bai Xi for it and started playing with it.

"Oh my... this latest badge is so well made. The things we make are becoming more and more exquisite. Xiao Qian, bring me my box. I want to show it off to the girl!"

"I'm Xiao Li, Mr. Qian is gone! Leader!"

The middle-aged man kept muttering to himself, but still took out a wooden box from the inner room. The old man opened it to Bai Xi as if he was presenting a treasure. Inside were more than a dozen medals of various kinds.

Just like the plaque on the door of the building, it is majestic and solemn.

Most of these medals are very old, and some are even dull, but the sight of them stacked in rows is truly astonishing.

Bai Xi had never seen such a grand scene in some short videos in his previous life.

"This one was taken during the Anti-Sakura Campaign, this one was taken during the Southern Dynasty... This one was taken during the Southern Expedition to Suppress Bandits, and this one was issued during the 60th anniversary celebration five years ago..."

The old man explained the origin of each badge one by one. Bai Xi felt that this old man was simply the living history of Xia State in modern times.

The doubts in her heart that she had just felt like she had been deceived slowly disappeared, and the admiration that she had felt for the plaque resurfaced.

Bai Xi didn't want to leave either, so he just sat there as a listener, just like accompanying an old man and reminiscing about the glorious past.

"Let me tell you, those people from the Southern Dynasty, when it comes to fighting, they can't do anything else but eat slop. If the Eagle Sauce hadn't intervened later, I could have shot all those Japanese, puppet, and Korean traitors... What a pity, the Eagle Sauce's equipment is just good."

Generally speaking, an old man of this age, older than Xia Guo, is easily associated with a feudal, superstitious, and conservative old man, but Bai Xi could feel from his words and deeds that he was a materialist with firm beliefs.

The words are very pragmatic and down-to-earth.

"At that time, our regiment was stationed on the high ground, and artillery shells were raining down. I thought that if we could get the same firepower and the same aircraft, I could lead my brothers directly to New York!"

"By the way, girl, what exactly are you researching? Anything that can handle this must be either a missile or an airplane, right?"

Bai Xi silently picked up the teacup and took a sip. Surprisingly, there was no smell of rust, but a strong fragrance. She thought that the cast iron kettle must be quite old, maybe even older than her. If she poured a bottle of Wahaha in it, it would probably come out as tea.

"Um...Grandpa, I really can't tell you this...You should all know the rules..."

Bai Xi looked at Xiao Rui, and Xiao Rui could only shrug slightly, indicating that there was really nothing he could do.

She paused, then continued, "But generally speaking, it's those things, the world's leading ones!"

The content cannot be revealed, but it is enough to make the old man happy.

"Beyond the bald eagle?"

"Yes, we are ahead of them!"

Xiao Rui followed Bai Xi and added, "We're so ahead that they're going to have to sacrifice their lives!"

The old man laughed heartily, his eyes moist, and he clapped his dry hands. Bai Xi was a little frightened watching this, fearing that he might break some bones.

"That's good, that's good! It's our turn to take the lead. It's good for this person to live longer."

"The bullets we received back then were not in vain!"

"Girl! You're great!"