Chapter 532: Typhoon (Three Watches)

He Hongjun scratched his chin and muttered in his heart: It's a bit interesting, this trust training is not only here, the training object can also be expanded to the first thing he thinks of is J people, in fact, as long as it is a group, it can be trained.

Go back and ask Xiyan to write a training plan, hand it to promote it, and share it with his brother units.

After doing the training one by one, everyone felt a lot of fun in addition to it.

In addition to the back fall, Lin Xiyan also asked them to do training such as air interrupting bridges, and summed up a purpose, unity and self-breakthrough.

Zeng Guoqu pondered for a while and said, "Overcome nervousness, overcome fear, and bold execution, and dare to challenge yourself." ”

Lin Xiyan looked at them and said, "The plane is a lonely hero, the lives of you and your passengers are in your hands, and when you encounter danger, you need your experience, your professional ability, and calmly make bold judgments." ”

The index finger nodded heavily, "Of course, the bold execution is not for you to be blind, this requires your usual accumulation and accurate calculation." ”

"What does accurate calculation come from? from ......"

Zeng Guoqu and the others said in unison, "From book knowledge." ”

"It's good to know, books are not read in vain. Lin Xiyan looked at them with satisfaction and said, "Be brave and strategic, plan and then act, instead of acting impulsively." ”

"Instructor Lin, we will study hard. Zeng Guoqu and the others shouted in unison, and their loud voices were eager to break through the roof.

Lin Xiyan looked at their emphasis on book knowledge, and nodded with satisfaction, this is to let his training get the desired effect.

&*&

After the training, He Hongjun directly knocked on the door of Lin Xiyan's office and explained his intentions.

"How's that? Give me a reaction! This can be promoted. He Hongjun looked at him and said.

"I'm fine, it's just that in the name of the collective, I'm not in the limelight. Lin Xiyan pondered for a moment and said.

"Why?" He Hongjun looked at him puzzled and said, "This is an opportunity!"

"What chance?" Lin Xiyan looked at him and said calmly, "It's too late for me to shrink my sense of existence now, and I dare to be in the limelight, and I don't think I'm dying fast enough!"

"If you are famous, someone will naturally protect you. He Hongjun looked at him and said, "You have to let people see your value." ”

Lin Xiyan looked at him and shook his head with a smile and said, "People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong." There are more people to protect you, or more people to suppress you. It's too risky. The index finger pointed to the desk and said, "Just with this gadget, it doesn't make much sense, and it's not irreplaceable." "As far as the superior is concerned, he is a pawn that can be discarded at will.

"Uh......" He Hongjun pursed his lips and looked at him, and said hesitantly, "You decided." ”

"Well, in the name of the public. Lin Xiyan said solemnly, "Please Brother He, don't make an assertion." ”

"Don't worry, I'll let you pass the information you handed over. He Hongjun looked at him with a straight face and said, "When it comes to you, I won't act rashly." ”

"Thank you. Lin Xiyan hurriedly looked at him and said.

"Thank you, who is with whom!" He Hongjun got up and said, "I won't disturb your work." ”

"I'll send you. Lin Xiyan then stood up and said.

"Alright, don't be polite to me. He Hongjun turned around and left the room.

Lin Xiyan watched him leave, and continued the next training at the desk.

&*&

"Mother, is this a typhoon?" Zhou Guangming looked at the stormy outside, the rain was pouring like water, and the big trees were dancing wildly in the wind, breaking at any time.

"Isn't there a typhoon warning in the chatterbox. Hua Banzhi looked out the window, and the wind began to rise in the afternoon, and in the evening the wind and torrential rain came.

"I feel that if I go out, I will be blown to the sky. Zhou Guangming looked at himself and said outside, "Mother, our doors and windows won't be damaged by the wind!"

"No, when your aunt left, didn't you say that the doors and windows were all renovated, very strong, and able to withstand typhoons. Hua Banzhi looked at the clear sky outside the window, and it became dark and chaotic in an instant.

The wind whistled between the branches of the trees, and whistled on the telephone lines and wires.

The storm poured down like a waterfall, and the wind stirred the rain and water together, crackling like a dense bullet, and slapping against the windows.

"Ahh Zhou Guangming, who was sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals, stood up and said.

"Sit down, sit down. Hua Banzhi pressed him down and said, "At this time, our vegetable field will be left to fate." ”

"Ah!" Zhou Guangming said with a flat mouth, "What a pity!"

"There's no way around it. Hua Banzhi said helplessly.

"We are so miserable, isn't it even worse for the farmer's uncle, no wonder the last time I ate lychees, my aunt said that the farmers were most afraid of typhoons, so after this, the year's hard work was all gone. Zhou Guangming said with a dark face, "It's so hateful." ”

Hua Banzhi looked at him helplessly, there is really no way to avoid this, even if future generations can accurately predict the route of the typhoon, it can only reduce casualties, and the loss of property, especially agriculture, is really unavoidable.

"Mother, have you prepared for disaster prevention according to what your aunt wrote?" Zhou Guangming looked at her and said with concern.

"Ready, you're really worried. Hua Banzhi looked at him with clear eyes and said, "We already have rice noodles in our house, and our big tank is full of tap water, so we are not afraid of stopping the water." Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, your aunt bought enough for us to use for three months. As for not buying much food, it will be bad if you can't eat too much. After a pause, he said, "This typhoon can't be all the time! When it's gone, production and life will resume." "But the price of this dish is estimated to rise a lot, of course, this flower half-branch didn't say it explicitly, so he won't let him worry about it.

"What do you want to eat at night?" said Hua Banzhi, looking at him, "while the sky is not completely dark, there is still some light." Finish your meal early, you'll be fine early. ”

"I'm not too hungry, just eat porridge. Zhou Guangming looked at her and thought for a while, "Then the porridge with fish fillets is ready, so it will save vegetables." ”

Hua Banzhi pinched his round face and said with a smile, "My family is really bright." Then he got up and said, "Let's make fish fillet porridge." "Head to the kitchen.

"Mother, you keep this fish in the water tank, and you can eat it for many days. It's a good idea. Zhou Guangming chased him to the kitchen and looked at the fish swimming freely in the big tank on his chest.

Hua Banzhi picked a one-pound perch to remove the head, tail and bones, and the body was sliced into fillets.

The fish head and bones are not wasted, and the green onions, ginger and garlic are added to boil directly into the soup base for porridge.

The porridge boiled in a casserole is filled with chopped green onions, coriander, and the rich porridge has a great appetite.