"You can cut the flesh on my body, you can cut it. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info," Ding Xiangzhong patted his stomach and said with a smile.

"Are you familiar with the train station? The newly opened one is over there, and it's a bit messy. "Knowing that Ding Xiangzhong was busy during this time and it was rare to meet again, Feng Yiming of course had to settle things on the spot.

"The train station? That area is double-controlled, the railway, and there is a police station in the city over there, and you know the director, the guy who cut your arm on the train last time and bandaged you to stop the bleeding. But Wang Yongqiang, how do you deal with that guy?" Ding Xiangzhong was a little strange, how could he ask some trivial things, but the big head hadn't been done yet.

"Didn't I say it all?" Feng Yiming crooked his eyes and said stupidly: "I have suffered a big loss, don't think about it on my side, I still want to do a job for my brother!"

"Then you go back and call me, and I'll arrange it." Ding Xiangzhong responded verbally, thinking in his heart that he happened to bump into this kid today, and he shouldn't have been taken to the ditch by this guy.

Jiang Hai saw that the two of them were finished talking, so he brought a sack from the next room and asked, "What kind of model do you kid want, you want so many bullet shells? ”

"Besides, how do you know if you haven't done it yet?" Feng Yiming couldn't be sure in his heart, opened the sack and looked at it, frowned and said: "Brother Jiang, you are too picky, you know that I used it to make a model, and it is rusty, so I am embarrassed to take it out!"

"It's hard to say, sometimes you have to use rusty bullet casings to make models, and in some places you have to use rusty bullet shells, what kind of models do you make?"

Feng Yiming took out a sketchbook from his schoolbag and threw it over, grabbed a handful of bullet shells and looked at it carefully, he wanted to do it bigger, anyway, he didn't have to worry about how to bring it over, it was all Zhang Miao's business. Feng Yiming, who was thinking about his thoughts, didn't hear any movement on the side for a long time, and turned his head to look in surprise.

An active-duty officer, a retired soldier, both had the same complicated look in their eyes, with surprise, hope, and yearning.

I thought that Feng Yiming was just building an airplane model and a tank model, but I didn't expect it to be a huge and majestic aircraft carrier.

Although it only fell on the paper, in the hearts of the two people who had seen more than ten drawings in a row, whether it was the smooth shape of the ship's hull, the fighter plane that had been gliding for a long time to take off, or the rabbit with a peculiar shape that showed its back, it made their hearts surge, of course, what made the noses of the two people who had delivered all their most precious youth to the army sour, the shining red star on the hull and the five-star red flag on the drawings.

Jiang Hai tilted his head, slapped Feng Yiming's shoulder hard, and shook Feng Yiming's body, "How many bullet shells do you need, and when will they be made?"

Before Feng Yiming could speak, Ding Xiangzhong pounced on him with agility that was completely inconsistent with his size, and couldn't help but snatch the unfinished cigarette in Jiang Hai's hand and throw it out of the door, before turning around and complaining: "Old Jiang is not careful, there are still sparks in his hands, so he leans on the drawings, and the hair is rough." ”

Jiang Hai was a little speechless, although the age difference was a little old, but they had known each other for more than ten years, how could he not know what this old guy was thinking.

"Yiming, your model is a gift, right? It's Zhang ......."

Feng Yiming looked at Ding Xiangzhong, who was smiling all over his face, a little disgusted, took a few steps back, pointed at the other party and said, "I can't stand it the most because of your laughter, it's not a good thing!" Jiang Hai didn't hold back his laughter on the side.

Ding Xiangzhong rolled his eyes, patted his chest and said, "Didn't you still have a little trouble just now? It's all on my brother, but it's just a little bit of a little thing for my brother to help with." ”

Feng Yiming naturally knew that this guy wanted the same model, this was just a trivial matter, why did this old fox look groveling? Feng Yiming turned his head and looked at Jiang Hai, the meaning was obvious, big brother, you explain?

Jiang Hai pushed Ding Xiangzhong away and played a round with a smile, "When Lao Ding was in the army, his old chief was always in the navy, and he was transferred later. ”

Ding Xiangzhong nodded, quite emotional, "When I was originally changing jobs, it was the old chief who personally spoke, and I successfully entered the Provincial Public Security Department. Over the years, I have been visiting, and every time I hear the old chief talking about the topic of naval construction, he ......"

Jiang Hai also sighed and said, "Looking at the moon in the water, no matter how good the model is, it's not real after all, I don't know when I will see the real ......."

Feng Yiming looked down at the sketch on the table, when the later LN came out, how many people rejoiced and how many people cheered. No matter what kind of conduct, no matter what occupation, no matter whether rich or poor, it is always the unchanging dream of every generation of Chinese to make this ancient oriental country stronger and stand at the forefront of the world.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll finish it for you before the New Year. ”

Ding Xiangzhong smiled with relief, and his tone became oily again, "You kid came up with this idea, can it be regarded as a birthday gift from your son?"

"It's not. Feng Yiming laughed strangely, "Anyway, it's a birthday gift, you keep your mouth tight." As soon as they thought of the possible scenes, Zhang Changhe and Lu Fei forced a smile, but secretly gritted their teeth, Feng Yiming wanted to roll on the ground with laughter, and let these two old foxes always calculate me.

With the two age differences of dozens of years, but the same temperament, the big brother who called the brother and brother has been chatting for a long time, Feng Yiming put the bullet shell into the schoolbag, and asked Ding Xiangzhong to send him to the city No. 1 Middle School to get off the car, just didn't take a few steps, he looked at a familiar back at the corner of the street, it seemed to be a little white-faced instructor who had fought with himself in military training, Tang Fu, Feng Yiming was a little vigilant, after Liu Xuemei reported the incident in advance, he had enough psychological preparation for the various changes in his life trajectory after rebirth.

Quietly following behind him, before he turned out of the alley, Feng Yiming saw another familiar back.

"Phew! it's really a dog can't change to eat/!" Spat vigorously, Feng Yiming looked at Tang Fu and Yao Yan who were already hugging each other.

Although he witnessed a brawl on a larger scale than the previous life, Yao Yan's fate did not change, thinking of the courtesan who shuttled back and forth with small notes at the magic capital cocktail party, Feng Yiming thought to himself that character determines fate? No! It is your desire that determines your fate.

Strolling out of the alley, along the riverbank to the gate of the city's No. 1 Middle School, "I don't want to be a savior. Feng Yiming muttered silently in his heart, "Even if I am a savior, there are too many more suitable targets than her around me." ”

Walking into the dormitory area of the city's No. 1 Middle School, Feng Yiming stood downstairs, calmly took out the fried noodles he had just bought in the city from his schoolbag, and broke the chopsticks to eat deliciously.

took out the key to open the door, looked at Feng Wei'an sitting upright at the table, Baba looked at Feng Wei'an at the door, Feng Yiming burped hard, and asked, "What's the matter?" Dad, it's past seven o'clock, and you haven't eaten yet?"