2713: A White Foal Passes A Gap

A White Foal Passes A Gap

Old Master Fu heard the voice. Before he turned around, he knew who was talking to him. The voice was old, but it was still as bright and optimistic as he remembered.1

He turned around and saw his old friend walking toward him. Then, he looked at the walking cane in his old friend's hand and laughed too. "Hahaha, you're on par with me. In the blink of an eye, half a century has passed. You're old and I'm old. The children around you have already started families."

They were both old now. The young regimental commander Yun Kui in the past had gotten old too. Look at his hair. It had turned white just like Old Master Xia's hair.

"We've been apart for 52 years. Regimental Commander Yun Kui, I only find your gaze a little familiar now." The old man saw his old friend walking over and walked over anxiously.

The old man was already 70 years old when he retired from his position. If it wasn't for the fact that the research institute didn't agree, he might have worked until he was 80 years old.

When he was 70 years old, he retired. When he settled down in the capital city, he was 75 years old. That was only because the country and the research institute insisted that he returned to Dangui Garden to retire.

After returning to the capital city, he didn't have any free time. He would go to academic conferences from time to time and attend classes sometimes. Later on, because of his health, the old man rarely left Dangui Garden and never contacted Grandpa Xia.

Grandpa Xia didn't know that the old man had returned to the capital city. He only knew that when he was still in the military unit that year. The old man sent people to inquire about him. It was inconvenient for him to leave his address, so the two of them stopped contacting each other for decades.

Now that they had reunited after 52 years, there was no estrangement between them. After a few sentences, they had already supported each other.

Commander-in-chief Xia needed to rush back to the military unit. Seeing that the two elders were already chatting, he left silently with the guards. After walking out of the courtyard house, he hurriedly got into the car and rushed to the military unit.

In the courtyard, the two elders stood under the pomegranate tree. Grandpa Xia raised his head and looked at the pomegranate tree that was full of fruits again. There was a deep memory of the past in his eyes. "This tree… I told you that the year I was born, my father planted it himself. Now, it's been 51 years since my father has passed away, and you and I are old."

At the mention of Old Master Xia's father, who had passed away half a century ago, Old Master Fu sighed and said, "That year, when I was about to leave, the old master who was bedridden told me that the other half of the light will always be darkness. I happen to be standing in the darkness now. Only by traveling non-stop can I reach the light and realize my dream.

"He even told me that if I meet any difficulties, I can look for him. You stuffed pomegranates into my wife's bag, and I didn't know when the old master stuffed a gold bar to me. Old Xia, thanks to that gold bar, I managed to survive."

At that time, the Xia family was still a wealthy family. They could easily take out ten gold bars. Unfortunately, the then young Old Master Fu didn't want them at all. In the end, it was Old Master Xia's father who secretly stuffed a gold bar into his pocket. That was how the Fu family survived the difficulties that came later.

As they recalled the past, the eyes of the two elders, who had experienced many hardships, couldn't help but tear up.

"Look at this tree. It can bear fruits after half a century. When the fruits are ripe, I'll get someone to pluck half of them and send them to you." Grandpa Xia patted the thick trunk of the pomegranate tree. "I'll give half to you every year in the future."

As people got older, they would remember the past from time to time. The two old men became good friends when they were in their prime. In the blink of an eye, they turned into white-haired old men.

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