Chapter 600

After dinner, there is a party.

Don't get me wrong. It's not the TV Spring Festival Gala that you have to watch every new year, but the gala organized by yourself within the army.

The soldiers assembled and filed into the auditorium.

The number of people in the new barracks is small, but there are many programs. In particular, all the programs that won awards in the last singing competition were ordered again.

Su Haitang was not easily let go. She even sang three songs. It was still hot under the stage. She shouted the title of her new album one after another, which almost became a special concert for her.

"Just singing is boring. Let me tell you a story."

Su Haitang saw that the big guy was making a lot of trouble and didn't want to spoil the big guy's interest, so he put forward a compromise idea.

"Good!"

The audience applauded and applauded loudly. Su Haitang bowed handsomely, searched in his head, and opened his mouth.

"I don't know how many years ago, there was a rich man. Although he was not rich, he was at least a well-known rich man in shiliba village."

"Before the rich man died, he called three sons, breathed hard, shook his fingers, pointed to the bedside table and said intermittently."

"Dad, leave it for you. Open it."

"Old Dahong looked forward and gently opened the top drawer. He thought he would see the house deed of gold, silver, jewelry and silver bills. Unexpectedly, he only saw a pair of chopsticks on the red flannelette."

Su Haitang paused and swept his eyes off the stage like water. He found that most of his comrades in arms listened with interest. Only Ling Nantan left the corners of his mouth without trace and smiled faintly.

She raised her mouth slightly and continued to say the passage.

"The boss was stunned. His dream of making a fortune was dashed. In addition, his father was about to die. He couldn't help feeling sad. He took a breath, picked up his chopsticks and broke them in two on his knee!"

"He choked, showed the broken chopsticks in his hands and nodded heavily: Dad, a pair of chopsticks are broken, and ten pairs of chopsticks are held together. I understand the truth you taught me. I will love my two brothers, and my brothers will work together and not be bullied by outsiders."

"OK!" the audience applauded. Young girls and boys with pure blood are particularly vulnerable to this positive energy!

Although Ling Nantan applauded with the crowd, his eyes showed disdain. He really didn't deserve to be beaten because he relied on his IQ to be superior to everyone.

Su Haitang looked away, raised his hand to stop everyone's applause and continued to talk.

"Tu laocai spewed out a mouthful of blood and laboriously pointed to his second son."

"The second opened the middle drawer and found that it was a pair of chopsticks. There was an example of the eldest brother in front. He also did not hesitate to take out the chopsticks and break them, expressing his determination to break gold with the unity of his brothers."

"The old man's face is like gold paper. He chokes in his throat at one breath. His fingers tremble so that he can't lift them up. He just looks at the third."

"The third man cried like a tearful man. He opened the bottom drawer, took out a pair of chopsticks, broke them and said his position loudly."

"Dad, don't worry. The truth you taught me is in my heart. The most precious thing in the world is not gold and silver treasures, but the closest brotherhood. As long as our three brothers love each other and work together, we will be able to start from scratch and create a family that is not weaker than dad. Don't worry!"

"The three brothers hugged their heads and wept bitterly. They lamented the father's Godson's heart. They would rather spend all their family wealth before dying, but also teach them the most important brotherhood. They immediately felt heartache and rushed to the father's bed to cry bitterly."

Su Haitang looked at his distracted comrades in arms, smiled and finished.

"The old rich man spat out several mouthfuls of blood, stared angrily at the broken chopsticks in the hands of the three sons, and shouted with his last strength: the chopsticks collected by me all my life were used by the emperor first. You three lost your family! I'm so angry."

"After roaring, the old man's neck tilted and died in peace."