Tang: I’m really not a general
41 I beg you, don’t cry

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Yang Hao slowly turned around in front of the Yang family members with a nervous, excited, and conflicted mood!

What he saw was the same old man as the old man in the copied memory!

His grandfather's white hair was a little more than in his memories. His long beard had turned a little whiter. Another crow's feet appeared at the corner of his eye.

Her face was still rosy, and her eyes were still sharp and spirited. His body was still as tall and straight as before. He did not have a small belly, and his figure was similar to that of a young man.

This old but vigorous appearance gave off the aura that Lianpo could still cook three big bowls of rice and carry a hundred jin broadsword even though he was old.

"The imperial court granted you leave to visit your family??”

The old man's voice trembled, his tone was grateful, and his tone was excited.

Yang Hao looked at the old man and instantly thought of his grandfather from his previous life.

His grandfather was also a veteran. Back when he was admitted to university, it wasn't easy for him to go home. When he went home, he also had this tone.

"Hao 'Er, you're back from vacation!"

In the end, there was one time when he returned home to see off his grandfather!

He looked at the client's grandfather and saw his own grandfather's shadow. Finally, the two old men became one in his heart.

Choking!

Yang Hao, as his client and the Great Tang's Dingyuan General, saluted the old general.

Pa!

He struck his fist with his palm and bowed 30 degrees. The aura of a soldier was displayed to the extreme.

It was as if the old man's real grandson, the shadow of General Yang Hao, had merged with this fake grandson.

"Reporting to Old General Yang!"

"Great Tang's Dingyuan General Yang Hao has been stationed at the border for a year. He has fought twelve battles, large and small, and has never lost a single one!”

"He came out of seclusion to save my Han clan's merchants five times, and he never failed!”

"In a year, I killed nearly ten thousand enemy soldiers. Cut off the enemy leader's head, a total of four!"

"In the final battle, we used 3,000 soldiers to destroy 40,000 enemies. We defended Songzhou and waited for reinforcements!”

"In the end, without wasting a single soldier, the Tibetan bandits saw the bravery of our soldiers and retreated in a sorry state!”

At this moment, he thought of the young general who was still lying in the grave. He looked very similar to him and had the same name.

Whoosh!

Yang Hao sighed. He wanted to speak up for his client.

"Yang Hao, you did not let down the Yang family of Hongnong and did not disgrace this plaque given by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.”

"Yang Hao, you didn't let down father's teachings, you didn't let down grandfather's teachings.”

"Yang Hao, you are worthy of the country and the Han family!”

As he spoke, he walked to the side of the big white horse and took off the armor that his father, Yang Hu, had left behind for Yang Hao to wear for a year.

He held the armor with both hands and knelt down with a clang.

"Grandfather, the Great Tang has already opened up the Silk Road. There are already generals who have the energy to manage Songzhou.”

"Now, my grandson, I will retire with honor and return to my hometown!”

"For the rest of my life, I will only be with my parents, marry a wife, have children, and do my part for my family.”

As he spoke, he spread out his armor and kowtowed.

Wu wu wu!

At the door, there was a sudden cry of sadness and joy.

The voice was very old and very kind. The crying was very, very happy.

Yang Hao looked up and saw Qiu Ju pushing the wooden wheelchair and Dong Mei wiping her grandmother's tears.

Strangely, Grandma was already in a daze, but when she saw her grandson, she had a reaction that a normal person should have. Everything was exactly the same as that memory.

When her grandson left, she had a reaction.

Her grandson was back. She was so happy that she cried.

Although she couldn't express it too much, a completely silly old woman like her had a reaction.

It could only be said that the strong kinship in her heart allowed her to suppress her illness a little.

It was enough to show how much she loved her grandson!

Yang Hao didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she knew that her children and grandchildren had all died for the country.

He didn't dare to think about it. He didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to continue acting and not be exposed!

Yang Hao only saw her trembling hand trying to reach forward, wanting to touch that familiar, tender cheek.

No, that wrinkled hand of hers that was constantly trembling was sometimes aimed at her face, and sometimes not.

Could it be that her eyes?

Recalling that memory, she made a comparison and her eyes became a little cloudy.

Yang Hao, who had medical knowledge from his previous life, knew that this was a typical case of Alzheimer's disease. The reasons for getting sick included getting sick, or getting sick from missing someone, and so on.

Once he got sick, his sight and hearing would slowly decline!

If he cried for a long time without blinking, he might even get crystallites!

Obviously, Grandma had been watching the door for a long time, waiting for her three sons to come home, waiting for her grandson to come home!

Looking at it, this was the sign of a coagulated kidney.

Wuuu!

Yang Hao cried. This was definitely not an act. He also had a grandmother, a kind old woman who had passed away due to dementia.

In his memories, when he saw that scene, his eyes were sore.

Now, when he saw an old man who had not blinked for a long time, he could not help it.

" Grandma!!!"

"I'm back!"

He tried his best to speak the local dialect of Hongnong. He tried his best to be more like his client.

He hugged the armor and knelt at Grandma's feet.

He handed the armor to Yang Cheng, the guard, and then held his grandmother's hand and placed it on his face, letting her feel the familiar outline.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

"The thieves are all killed!"

"Don't cry. I beg you, don't cry!”

Wuuu!

In an instant, the four maids, Yang Cheng and Yang Shi, as well as the neighbors who had rushed over, all secretly wiped their tears.

This was the Yang family of Hongnong that was given a plaque by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. For the sake of the children of the Han family and for the sake of the beautiful rivers and mountains, the two elders lost three sons and only had one grandson.

His grandson was finally back.

In fact, only Yang Hao himself knew that the two elders were really going to have no descendants.

At this moment, Grandma smiled innocently.

" Hao 'er, it's Hao' er, it's Hao 'er." He repeated this sentence several times.

"Did you see Baby Flood Dragon, Qilin, and Hu Zi???”

" Did you see them?"

In an instant, everyone fell silent. In fact, everyone knew that they had long been gone.

Grandpa turned around, his back facing everyone.

He was the only one who had to bear his grandfather's suffering. He knew everything and had to bear everything. The only thing she didn't know and couldn't let him know was that this grandson was also a fake.

If he knew, it was unknown whether this mountain could be stabilized.

"Hao 'Er, did you see them???”

Yang Hao smiled and deliberately held his grandmother's hand to touch his smiling face.

"First Uncle, Second Uncle, and Daddy are doing well!”

"My father is at Jade Gate Pass, and my first and second uncles are in Qiuci Town. They are guarding the Silk Road that we have reclaimed!”

Hehe!

" You've done well, you've done well, you've done well." This sentence was repeated several times.

Then, she took out the same thing she had hidden in her memory. It was the dried date paste cake that had been hidden for many days.

"Yes, Hao 'Er. I like it."

Sigh!

"I'll eat, I'll eat. Thank you, Grandma. I'll eat!”

With tears in his eyes, Yang Hao ate a piece of date paste cake!

At this moment, the neighbors nodded their heads in gratification. Young Sect Master had made a name for himself. He was really sensible and smart, knowing how to use white lies cleverly.

It was good to resign, it was good to resign!

The Great Tang was no longer at war, and he had resigned. He had finally left behind a spark.

Suddenly, Old Master Yang Song turned around and was unusually serious.

The way he looked at Yang Hao was filled with a strong sense of reproach!

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