"What a gun, what a gun."

Mr. Yang walked back to his seat with a smile, reached out and stroked the bayonet, and couldn't help but sigh, "Where did it come from?"

"Master, this is a new gun we just designed. It is automatic, can fire continuously, and has a twenty-round magazine. It is much stronger than the 56 and a half."

"It's not like Chief Wang gave me one as a gift when he saw that he liked me."

"Well, it's a good gun. The length, weight, workmanship, feel, and the integrity of the parts are all good!"

"But it's a pity."

Mr. Yang handed the gun to Yang Dazhuang, who was also a gun player and was impressed after trying it twice.

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you can't go to the battlefield. If such a good gun follows you, it will only kill a bird."

Uh~~

"Actually, I can also go to the battlefield."

In response, several people looked at him with disdain.

Who are you looking down on? With my physique, strength, and strategic awareness influenced by TV series and novels, if I had been born twenty years earlier, I would have been a star.

Well, who told us to be born late?

Can't argue with that.

Yang Xiaotao drank the soup helplessly, and then took out other things, such as cantaloupe, watermelon, and melon.

Of course, there weren't many things, and he didn't say that he had brought them all back. He wouldn't explain it to others unless they asked.

"Xiao Tao, you can do this. You can bring back a lot of good things wherever you go on a business trip. That's amazing."

Uncle Jiu sighed while holding the bowl.

Someone on the side immediately answered, "That's right, this is called skill. How do you say that? A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit."

"Yes, when we men from Yangjiazhuang go out, they all look like wolves and tigers."

"Yes, that's my family. You are a sick tiger, so you'd better stay at home."

"That's why the power of a tiger is still there..."

A group of people blushed and shouted, and finally the gun was passed to Teacher Hong.

Holding a gun in both hands, he started making gestures. Teacher Hong was also someone who knew how to use guns.

After looking at it carefully, I felt happy.

"What a gun, what a gun."

After playing with it for a while, he handed it to Yang Xiaotao and put it away.

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Teacher Hong, congratulations."

"You are still a precious sword."

He also just learned that the couple had gotten married not long after they met. He could only say that the current policy was really good.

No one cares how many children you have, people are willing to have children.

As for whether the two had this child in history, he didn't know, but it was better than nothing.

Teacher Hong immediately laughed after hearing this, "Same joy, same joy."

"You are even more powerful now."

"Have you thought of a name yet?"

"No, I don't know if it will be my turn when this happens."

As he spoke, he glanced at Mr. Yang, and Teacher Hong understood. The two picked up their wine glasses and clinked them.

"By the way, what happened to the friendship pot?"

"This."

Yang Xiaotao picked up a green onion, dipped it in chili sauce and took a crunchy bite.

"This is not the one in the northwest. There is a machine tool that was acquired in Germany. This thing, tsk tsk, I have to say, what they make is awesome..."

"I don't think good things should be used, so I suggested letting them produce the Friendship Pot. This can improve efficiency and save raw materials..."

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao only knew some information from Director Gao. He did not go into details about what happened in the Friendship Pot. He just told his own thoughts. Teacher Hong listened and analyzed.

"In other words, the cost will be saved a lot?"

Teacher Hong's hand holding the chopsticks was sweating a little, so he could naturally tell the alliance's tricks.

"Yes, it would be better if we have skilled workers."

"Teacher Hong, eat quickly, it's getting cold."

"Ah? Oh!"

suck

The two of them drank mutton soup. From time to time, someone added water to the pot, and then when it boiled, several people added more water.

After finishing the meal, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Yang Xiaotao sent everyone off and returned home. He watched Ran Qiuye put Little Dragon Boat Festival to sleep and sat on the bedside waiting for him.

He quickly washed his hands and came forward. The two of them leaned together and talked to each other.

On the other side, Teacher Hong supported his lover and walked back slowly with a flashlight on.

"There is no peace at home or abroad."

Teacher Hong pretended to be state affairs and sighed from time to time.

"Why are you so worried? Besides, didn't Xiao Tao say that the country has already made preparations and done a good job."

The wife held her belly and said, "We have finally lived a stable life. We have just been comfortable for a few days. Don't think so much."

Teacher Hong glanced at his wife and just nodded.

After walking for a while, my wife suddenly said, "Lao Hong, what do you think?"

When the wife saw her husband's hesitation, she asked directly.

A week before Yang Xiaotao came back, they received a letter.

The letter wanted to send him to the Northeast to help. Although he would have to work in a different place, Teacher Hong knew that the good intentions of the old brothers must be behind this. Going to the Northeast would be more secure.

But what Yang Xiaotao said today, whether it was hybrids or friendship pots, whether it was machine tools or firearms, made him wonder, what can he do after going to the Northeast?

Make bricks without straw.

"I don't know whether I should stay or leave."

The wife reached out and held Teacher Hong's arm, and the two walked in silence.

When they arrived in front of the house, Teacher Hong suddenly laughed, "Actually, we have made our choice a long time ago, haven't we?"

The wife was surprised, then looked at her belly, and then laughed, "It's not you who caused this."

Ha ha

"This time, you must give me a daughter."

Night, quiet.

Under a kerosene lamp.

Teacher Hong took a pen and recorded every detail of life according to his own habit.

After sorting out what I heard and saw today, I stopped to think about it.

Finally, at the end of the diary, write your own opinions.

'Comrade Yang Xiaotao is a talented and capable revolutionary worker. He has extraordinary talents in both agriculture and machinery manufacturing.'

'But these are only one-sided conclusions based on his results.'

'Behind these achievements, people often overlook the fact that Comrade Yang Xiaotao's vision, or the overall view.'

'He can always give his own answer, or point out the direction, when faced with a choice. He has his own judgment on some things.'

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Stopping to think, Teacher Hong thought of Yang Xiaotao's tough attitude from time to time and the prestige in Yangjiazhuang. All of this shows that Yang Xiaotao is an independent thinker and good at independent thinking.

'More importantly, he can point out the direction of struggle to confused people.'

Teacher Hong looked at the word "direction" in a daze, and finally added his final judgment at the end.

'So, give him enough space so that he can fly vigorously.'

Slowly closing the diary, Teacher Hong looked out the window at the night and the twinkling stars.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, but we are still getting old after all!"

He looked back at his sleeping wife with a smile on his face, "Maybe it's time to rest."
To be continued...