A courtyard house; Li Yunlong, a subordinate of the deputy director of Harbin Military Engineering I

There's a saying that goes, "I'm afraid my brothers will suffer, but I'm also afraid they'll drive a Land Rover." Two members of the "Iron Triangle" were making waves in North Korea, and one of them really couldn't sit still any longer.

That was Comrade Ding Wei, one of the "Iron Triangle".

Ding Wei made many inquiries before finally finding out where Commander Chen lived.

He was originally stationed in the Northeast, but was ordered to go to Nanjing for training. When he passed through Beiping, he immediately went to the old brigade commander's residence, No. 41 Lingjing Hutong.

Ding Wei was dressed in casual clothes and carrying two boxes of Yanghe Daqu liquor.

Although he knew the brigade commander didn't drink, he couldn't think of anything else to give him besides alcohol. After all, this wasn't in Shanxi-Northwest anymore. Back then, he had tricked Li Yunlong quite a bit, just take those hundreds of warhorses for example...

But now, when Ding Wei thinks about Li Datou and Kong Erlengzi's frequent victories, especially that bastard Li Yunlong who even managed to get a "Resist America Independence Army", his heart is burning like it's being scratched by a cat.

Taking advantage of the fierce fighting along the 38th parallel over the past year, he also wanted to ask if he could get a chance to go to North Korea with Commander Chen.

He dared not approach Zhang, the old commander. Everyone knew that of the two, only Brigade Commander Chen was somewhat easy to talk to...

Thinking of this, Ding Wei couldn't help but pull his hair.

The guard standing nearby reminded him, "Commander, please stop pulling your hair. The army doctor has been saying since last year that if you keep pulling, you'll go bald."

Ding Wei glared at him: "You brat, you're bald, your whole family is bald."

How can Ding Wei not go bald? It's driving me crazy.

Just as I was worrying about it, a few people came from next door.

Two middle-aged men and a little girl.

The little girl leaned on one of their backs, patted him, and asked, "Dad, why is there a bald uncle over there? He looks so pitiful!"

Zhang Rende shushed him: "Yulin, you should keep your voice down when you're talking badly about others in the future."

Beside him, Liu Haizhong, carrying a bag of fresh vegetables, grinned and lowered his voice, speaking in a tone as if he were giving a report:

"Hey, why didn't the guards stop them? Are they trying to freeload off Commander Chen again?"

Look, he brought two cases of Yanghe Daqu liquor. Even I, Old Liu, know that Commander Chen doesn't drink, and he can't even give proper gifts. He seems to be just an insignificant nobody, the kind who only knows how to flatter.

Ding Wei, with his sharp ears and furrowed brow, shouted, "Hey, you fat, big-eared bastard, who the hell are you talking about?"

Liu Haizhong wasn't afraid. After all, this was a military-controlled area, and he often came here, mainly to help his master carry things.

When questioned, he was annoyed and retorted confidently, "Comrade, why are you yelling at me? This is the new society, I'm not afraid of anything. There are leaders and bodyguards all around here. Be careful, or I'll have someone arrest you."

The bodyguard next to Ding Wei stared at Liu Haizhong, about to step forward. Ding Wei stopped him: "Alright, forget it. To live next to the old commander, he must be someone important. I've seen plenty of snobbish people. He's not wearing his uniform today, so he probably can't tell I'm some big shot. Ignorance is no excuse."

At this moment, Zhang Yulin, not wanting to miss out on trouble, chuckled and said, "Dad, this uncle seems to be that kind of spirit that Second Aunt was talking about?"

Zhang Rende was both amused and exasperated: "Is it the spirit of Ah Q?"

Ding Wei laughed in exasperation. Mainly because he was the most educated member of the trio, having graduated from middle school during the Republic of China era.

Lu Xun's works had a great influence on his generation, and he was particularly unhappy after hearing about them.

Before he could refute, Brigade Commander Chen's car arrived.

When Old Chen returned, he was going to change his clothes before going to Gongdelin.

Upon seeing Ding Wei, he frowned slightly: "Isn't this Ding Zhaqiao? Your nose is really sharp, what's going on?"

Brigade Commander Chen was carrying a tape recorder, which he had just specially recorded a Xinhua News Agency broadcast congratulating the annihilation battle, which took up a little time.

He waved to Zhang Rende and the others: "De, don't cook for me today, I have something to do. You can ask Xiyue about it later, it's good news, really great news."

Zhang Rende nodded and returned to the courtyard with a curious look on his face. Liu Haizhong followed behind, glancing back at Ding Wei with an expression that clearly said, "Little brat, I'll settle this with you later."

After Zhang Rende went inside, Brigade Commander Chen looked Ding Wei up and down and asked, "What's wrong with your hair? Did you get anxious because Li Yunlong and Kong Jie won another battle?"

Ding Wei's eyes lit up: "What? Another victory?"

Commander Chen turned on the tape recorder with a grin.

After hearing the broadcast, Ding Wei's face turned green.

He thought to himself, "Damn it, how come I, Old Ding, can't even get a hot bowl of shit?"

This is incredible! Chief, this is incredible! Damn it, the entire US 7th Division has been annihilated?

Old Li and Old Kong both made great contributions?

His mind raced. That son of a bitch Li Yunlong, back in Shanxi, they were just two blockheads, uneducated hooligans.

Now look what happened. One was the "Anti-American Independence Army," and the other made great contributions by guarding the central line. Old Ding spent several years in the Northeast blowing sand and dust, but in the end, he didn't get anything.

Brigade Commander Chen could tell at a glance that this kid was just like him, both afraid of his brothers suffering and afraid of his brothers driving Land Rovers.

Since he was already there, he patted Ding Wei on the shoulder: "You hold this tape recorder for me. I've arranged a few dinners these past few days, are you coming with me?"

Commander Chen mainly lacked someone to serve him tea and water.

As for serving it?

Xiao Ding isn't qualified enough.

But it's enough to serve tea and water and listen to me brag.

Ding Wei was overjoyed.

What? Is the old brigade commander going to give me an important position?

Are you taking me to a dinner party?

Wow, the old brigade commander's dinner party is definitely a high-end affair.

He rubbed his hands together eagerly and followed obsequiously: "That's fine, I, Xiao Ding, don't have any special skills, but I'm good at serving old leaders."

Brigade Commander Chen smiled and said, "By the way, I noticed you seemed to have a problem with my neighbor earlier."

Ding Wei was speechless. "Sigh, that's just a snobbish guy. He called me bald. Old brigade commander, do I look bald? I have a full forehead!"

Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Chen turned around, his face full of surprise: "Don't you know who my neighbor is?"

Ding Wei shook his head, but realized something was wrong, and a bad feeling rose up.

Brigade Commander Chen laughed, "That's Zhang Baozhao, Zhang Liangshi! Ding Wei, you're finished. That was your old commander's own brother just now. You called him a dog, so aren't you basically calling Zhang Liangshi a dog?"

Ding Wei nearly dropped the tape recorder in his hand and quickly said, "Well, old brigade commander, I'll go pay a visit first, I'll definitely come over later."

This guy slipped away quickly, carrying two boxes of Yanghe Daqu liquor into the yard.

As a result, after stepping over the threshold and going around the screen wall, upon seeing several big shots... he suddenly retreated.

My God! I've somehow stumbled into Heaven's Palace!