On October 1, the National Day ceremony officially began.

In the 60 years, the state advocated the principle of building the country through diligence and thrift, so it implemented a small celebration every five years, a big celebration every 10 years, and a military parade was held every big celebration.

This year was supposed to be Xiaoqing, but the chief said that we should raise the education and training of the army to a strategic position, and we have not fought a war for a long time, so we should boost the morale of the army through exercises and military parades, and we must train the army to look like an army, so there was this military parade.

In addition, it has been five years since the reform and opening up, and the motherland, which has been absent for a long time, is returning to the world stage with a positive attitude, and the smoke in the southwest is still undecided, so it is all the more necessary to have such a military parade to cheer up the Chinese people, and at the same time, it is also a gesture like the world announcing us.

"It's so handsome!" Chen Dahe stood in the crowd composed of comrades from his unit, watching the neat phalanx pass in front of him, and his two slaps were raised without putting it down.

Eighteen foot teams in front, twenty-four mechanized teams in the back, compared with the several military parades seen in later generations, although these weapons and equipment are much behind, but a big killer weapon can attract the attention of the whole world, good guys, that is a strategic-level weapon, usually you can't even see the photos, today I actually saw the real guy, enough! In addition to weapons, people's mental outlook is not worse than that of later generations of soldiers, or even better, because many of these people in the phalanx who are stepping on the front foot have been on the southwest battlefield, that kind of momentum, that kind of murderous spirit!

Tsk, Chen Dahe just wants to write a poem, but unfortunately only the people who are soldiers echo in his mind, it's just different!

The chariots on the ground were rolling, the eagles were soaring in the sky, and the old comrades in their ears couldn't help but choke a little cheers, Chen Dahe's nose was sour inexplicably, and his heart was surging and it was difficult to calm down.

After the parade, there was a mass parade, and as in the previous life, two bold Peking University students put out a four-character banner that only appeared for two or three seconds, attracting the chief to wave his hand over there for a long time, and unlike the previous life, in addition to the lucky People's Daily reporter, Chen Dahe, who had already prepared to squeeze into the press area, also used a camera hanging around his neck to remember this scene.

Hmph, last time Xu Boss missed the first gold medal of the Olympics, this time he won't miss it!

Unfortunately, there were too many people marching, and in order not to cause chaos, he still did not dare to get into the crowd to find the fallen banner, which unfortunately still turned into the dust of history.

The two-hour mass march ended on time, which also meant that the National Day activities came to an end, and Chen Dahe and his colleagues left with excitement.

The next day, the photo really appeared in the newspaper, Li Zhonghe held the newspaper, looked left and right, and seemed to be able to see a flower.

Luo Dongsheng was no better, holding a small round purple clay pot of Gu Jingzhou brand in his hand, and from time to time he put it in his mouth to take a sip, but his eyes kept stopping on the newspaper in front of him.

Chen Dahe lay crookedly on the circle chair, looking at this and then that speechlessly, and after a while, he couldn't help it, "Old man Luo, you are holding a Qiankun pot in your hand, right?

"You know a fart," Luo Dongsheng didn't even raise his eyelids, "Lao Tzu is emotional, it's feelings, I can't tell you about it." ”

"Well, Lao Luotou's words are reasonable," Li Zhonghe flicked the newspaper with his fingers, and sighed with a smile, "With this photo, then our reform is that Dajiangdong will never return!"

The seemingly simple four words have an impact on the hearts of the Chinese people, but it is very unusual.

Chen Dahe pursed his lips, "Don't think that you understand, it's almost, others don't understand, you two old guys see the chief every once in a while, and if you don't understand what kind of character he is, he doesn't want to become a god, and he doesn't want others to treat him as a god." Forget it, don't talk about this, what is the situation today, the National Day holiday, not nesting at home, running to me one after the other?"

"Well, too," Li Zhonghe nodded, carefully folded the newspaper and put it aside, picked up the purple clay pot of the same brand with three big characters written on the body of the pot, took a sip, and said in a sigh, "At the National Day reception last night, I saw Mr. Huo in Xiangjiang for the first time, but I felt that he was very familiar with me, and said that the day after tomorrow, oh, it should be tomorrow, I want to visit, Mr. Huo is famous in Xiangjiang, why did he come to me as an old man? I thought about it, it must have something to do with you, so I came over to ask what the situation was." ”

"That's it?" Chen Dahe smiled, "Simple, he wants to come to Beijin to participate in the National Day ceremony, some people don't want him to come, there are bends in Xiangjiang, in order to avoid trouble, I told Lao Ma to let Mr. Huo take his hitch, that's it, alas, Lao Ma lived with you during this time, he didn't mention it to you?"

Since Ma Anguo came to Beijin, he neither stayed in a hotel, nor did he live in Chen Dahe, but went to Li Zhonghe's house to settle down, which was the three-entry house that Mr. Li gave to Chen Dahe when he went abroad, and later his son and daughter came to Beijin, and Chen Dahe returned it to them, and when Li Lao returned to China, he didn't mention this stubble, and still lived like this, anyway, there are many big rooms there, and there is no lack of anything, it is good to live there, not only him, but also the old man Sun who came to Beijin when he had something to do, and also lived there.

"Mention a ghost, you're as busy as a monkey all day long, it's better to stay in school and teach," Li Zhonghe replied, holding a teapot in one hand thoughtfully, "According to this, even if the agreement is signed, the British will make some situation in Xiangjiang?!"

If the British don't have ghosts in their hearts, why stop Mr. Huo from going north!

"You are talking nonsense," Chen Dahe squeezed the wrist of the other hand with one hand and said with a sneer, "Even if they are forced to return Xiangjiang, there are many unwilling people abound, do you think they will return a good place that has been painstakingly run?

"That makes sense," Li Zhonghe said, beating his head and squinting his eyes, "I have to think about it, they can't let them do it." ”

Chen Dahe pouted, "Look at what you can, take everything on yourself, when everyone else is just decoration?" Don't worry, in that place in Xiangjiang, all forces have been entangled for hundreds of years, no one is a fool, and the British dare not go too far, otherwise the locals in Xiangjiang will not agree first, it is nothing more than a few more clowns." ”

"Uh-huh," Li Zhonghe nodded, seemingly agreeing with Chen Dahe's words, but he was still thinking about this matter in his mind, as for Mr. Huo, he had already been thrown to Java.

Seeing that Li Zhonghe didn't speak for a long time, Luo Dongsheng put the teapot on the coffee table, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "I don't have anything else, I just heard that Xiaoma is talking to the Ministry of Education in the past two days and wants to donate 100 million, don't you know about this?"

"What?" Li Zhonghe woke up suddenly, looking at him with a surprised face, "Who?

"Just your student, Ma Anguo," Luo Dongsheng pointed at him, "said that he wanted to donate 100 million yuan to support basic education in remote and poor areas, and he lived with you every night, don't you know?"

"Little Wang Ba Lamb," Li Zhonghe gritted his teeth and scolded, "Please be safe every morning and ask for peace every night, you don't even let out a fart for such a big thing, teach him in vain,"

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Dahe, "Say, what's the matter? For no reason, why do you suddenly want to donate so much money?"

This is not a small amount, a donation is 100 million, how many places do not have this amount of GDP in a year, and it is still invested in the field of education, what does Jones & Co. want to do?