Luo Jingquan explained: "This was sent by each unit and each school when the army was deployed, and these were all made by each unit itself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Luo Jingquan talked about his collection of statues with relish, and he was honored.

Luo Xiaoyu saw the big set of portraits and smiled, in her previous life, she and her sister often stole the portrait chapters, and the scholars carried them on their chests, in order to compete she brought the largest portrait medals in the family, and it was very uncoordinated to walk outside.

Suddenly, a crystal clear small chapter of Chairman Mao attracted her, and she picked it up and looked left and right.

Luo Jingquan said: "Xiao Yu also thinks it's good-looking, it's no less than your mother's fluorescent, don't you think the words 'serving the people' on it are very kind?"

Luo Xiaoyu looked at his father curiously, but his father looked at his mother with a happy face, Luo Xiaoyu asked half-jokingly: "Dad, is it this Chairman Mao portrait badge that you gave to your mother when you met him?"

Luo Jingquan was stunned for a moment, and then proudly touched the eldest daughter's head and said: "It's so smart, your mother brought it to their unit and caused quite a stir, and we haven't made it public........... ”

"Luo Jingquan, what are you talking to your child about!" Tang Xiangxiang was embarrassed and angry, Luo Jingquan looked at his wife, and then at his eldest daughter and laughed.

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Mianshui is the place where soldiers must fight in ancient times, it belongs to the Hanshui Commissioner's Office, there are many plank roads here, there are many ancient battlefields, there are many places of interest here, Kongming Temple belongs to one.

Long Jianbing didn't understand this, he stood on the signal building of his father's work, standing on the highest place in the water station and looking down.

Autumn, the harvest season, the endless rice in the distance tired and bent down to wait for people to harvest, all say 'August osmanthus fragrance', downstairs an osmanthus tree fragrance is suppressed, people are reminded of the mysterious Kongming Temple near the water, it is said that there are thousands of years of Han Gui there, there are a few people hugging so thick.

Long Jianbing seemed to see the little bee busy downstairs on the beige or orange rice-like osmanthus, and he wondered if it was his little bee?

It's been so long, isn't it time for the little bees to hand in their 'grain'?

Long Dingwen often carries the beehive to the mountains, the begonias bloom well, people can see the festive, the small chrysanthemums all over the mountains bloom in the autumn wind, and the fragrance of medicine comes from afar.

The cockscomb in front of the small courtyard of the farmhouse in the mountains straightened her back, and she didn't know whether to welcome him or welcome the arrival of the little bees?

Alas......... He took over the work of the branch secretary in the second month of his arrival, and he felt that it was very good, and the driving work was very business-oriented, and he had to have excellent skills to be competent.

The railway is different from the army, the regiment commander and the political commissar, the battalion commander and the instructor, the company commander and the instructor are at the same level, and there is something to discuss and solve together.

A section of Mianshui has a section chief, two to three deputy section chiefs, a secretary, a deputy secretary, and several small stations belong to a large station, with a stationmaster and a branch secretary.

Three party members can set up a party group, with a party group leader, the secretary obeys the section chief, and the branch secretary obeys the station chief.

Long Dingwen is in charge of the entire signal building, the dispatch station, the 11 party members in the shunting yard, the newly built railway line and the newly established station section, there are few people, and even fewer party members.

Many equipment and facilities have not yet been put into use, such as the shunting yard, which can park several cars a month, and the railway line has not yet been fully connected.

Trucks from City C that need to be reorganized can't get here, but he believes that it will be busy and prosperous in the near future..........

"Tomorrow Sunday, I'm going to get honey. Long Dingwen announced to the whole family, the whole family cheered, and he regretted that taking honey is bad for the nest spleen, there are pros and cons.

Missed the best locust nectar, now the mountain nectar is also good, on Sunday the family after dinner all go downstairs to the beehive to gather.

Long Jianjun also wanted to see the scene of their family harvesting honey for the first time, but his parents were worried that there would be pollen and would not let him go.

Long Jianguo is a fart, wearing his father's bee hat, but his father lights a cigarette, his father hasn't smoked for a long time, where did this come from? Long Jianguo walked into the beehive with a puzzled face.

I didn't take honey before, because the nest spleen was new, there was no honey, and there were few wild bees harvested, plus artificial control did not make the spleen full of honey.

They didn't dare to scale it further, thinking about trying it first and seeing the situation later...........

Now that the probationary period has passed, it is no longer in charge of its development, and soon it was found that there was already a third of the cover on the nest spleen, if the honey was not taken in time In Long Jianbing's words, it would tire the little bee to death, and it would not stop sealing the wax until it vomited blood and died.

Because it is a native bee in the wild, it is different from domestication, the lower layer of the nest spleen breeds unborn baby bees, and the upper layer is honey, so a few frames of nest spleen should be left for the baby bees to reproduce.

Long Dingwen lit the mugwort leaves, smoked the bees in the box, and then took out the nest spleen frame and brushed the remaining bees off with a brush.

Long Jianbing was very distressed when he watched his father brutally cut the nest spleen into several pieces, but there was no other way but to watch.

Cut off the nest spleen and put it in the basin, Long Dingwen pressed it with a cleaned stone, and after a while, the yellow-brown and viscous honey came out around the basin, at this time Huang Cailian handed the clay pot to her husband, Long Dingwen tilted the basin, and the honey flowed into the clay pot little by little.

In order not to waste, the squeezed nest spleen can still flow out some honey by hand, and then Huang Cailian took the broken nest spleen home and put it in the pot to cook, removing the water and honey.

Long Jianguo has always followed his father, and Huang Cailian didn't break his little bit of caution, and when he looked at him, he didn't dip his hand in a little honey and put it in his mouth, which was sad and funny.........

All the honey Huang Cailian was filtered and stored in a clay pot with gauze, a clay pot containing the honey that their family had collected for the first time this year, she didn't hide it, except for her youngest son who came to look at it from time to time, everyone else didn't exist as a clay pot.

Every day, he uses a small spoon to take honey or hold or flush it for Long Jianjun to drink, every time he does this, he always doesn't want to go, looking at his little brother's eyes, he always lets his little brother taste it first.

At first, the little brother licked it, but then the little brother said to him with an innocent smile.

"Big brother, drink it quickly, after drinking these honey diseases, I will be cured, and when you are cured, I will be able to drink honey water." Tears flowed from his eyes.

Long Dingwen was thinking: Can you plant a few pear trees behind your beehive, now pears are not easy to buy, but without pears, only drinking honey water will get twice the result with half the effort.

He used his rest time to go into the mountains, and when he returned in the evening, he was tired and disappointed.