In the last few days, Mr. Lu was very busy, going out early and returning late every day to inspect various units, and sometimes he would sit around and eat with the little soldiers in the company. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a Lu Jinglin was something He Yue had never seen before.

Some people are born to be suitable for Ziah in the military camp, such as her grandfather Lu Jinglin, such as her Song Mocheng.

When leaving, He Yue was a little reluctant.

Who is the cutest person?

She thinks the people here are the loveliest people.

Whether it is Director Wang of the husband and wife tree, or the lovely soldiers of the engineering regiment, or the horse squad leader who is homesick and crying.

There are also those military wives in the cotton clothing factory.

Zhang Cuilian is the team leader of a group of cotton garment factories, and her voice is very loud when she speaks, and she is happy as soon as she speaks, and she has never seen her sad and sad.

He Yue interviewed her twice, and each time she could be heard humming and singing from a distance, and the atmosphere of the whole group was mobilized by her.

But through the interview, He Yue learned that the group leader who looked at Lehe had a paralyzed mother-in-law at home, and she herself not only had to take care of the paralyzed mother-in-law every day, but also took care of the children.

In front of her current child, there is also a son, but at that time, the conditions in her hometown were not good, and not long after she was born, she was gone.

Her husband was not at home, and she resisted everything by herself, but she never complained.

He Yue thought, this may be the reason why grandpa brought her here.

On the way back, it was still very bumpy, but He Yue's heart was not impatient, looking at the surrounding Gobi, looking at the oasis in the Gobi in the distance, He Yue was reluctant.

Goodbye, people I love the most.

On the plane, He Yue compiled what she had seen and heard in these days into a manuscript, although her writing was still very immature, and the stories she told in her pen were just a few of them.

He Yue handed over the sorted manuscript to the newspaper.

Because in a few days, she will also start school.

The grandfather and grandson, who had just gotten off the plane, naturally didn't know that a big thing was happening at home at the moment.

When He Guoquan rode a tricycle out to look for business, he was beaten.

It's unlucky to say that He Guoquan rode out on a tricycle early this morning as usual, and He Yang didn't go out because he was chubby and sick.

When He Guoquan's car arrived in the alley of West Street, an old man stopped him and said that they had furniture in their house and wanted to ask He Guoquan to correct it.

This kind of thing, He Guoquan has been in Kyoto for so long to take over such a business, helping to repair old furniture or broken furniture.

But today's old man asked He Guoquan to repair different furniture, and at first glance it was a makeup dowry (ancient makeup box) of some years.

"This thing in my house is a little broken here, please get busy and I'll fix it." The old man said as he placed the vanity case on the stone table outside.

"This thing ......"

He Guoquan looked at it carefully, "I can't help you pick it up." ”

"Why?"

"Old man, you also know this thing, so we don't need to say it so clearly." He Guoquan smiled lightly and arched his hand towards the old man, "Farewell." ”

"Stinky boy, it's not that easy to leave." The old man snorted coldly, and then two middle-aged men came out of the door, "You have to fix this thing for me." ”

"Do you really want me to make it clear?" He Guoquan shook his head lightly, "If this thing of yours is real, maybe I can find a way to get it for you." ”

But the key is that this thing is an imitation, and he has a rule in this business, that is, not to touch these imitations.

If he had helped them deal with it, what would he have become?

Isn't that aiding and abetting?

Knowing that it is a high imitation and helping people to pick it up, isn't this a trap for others?

He Guoquan was unwilling to do such a thing, but the old man and the middle-aged man who came out of the door didn't think so.

"I didn't expect a small repairman to have such a hard backbone."

His makeup is indeed an object in the Tang Dynasty, but in the process of transporting, there is a place that rubs it, and if you don't find an expert to fix it, it is easy to see that it is a fake.

He also observed for a long time, this person named He Guoquan did have a few tricks in his hands, and if things could be picked up by him like this, they would definitely be more real than before.

And he has already inquired about this He Guoquan, who is a small repairman who doesn't even have the money to make a façade, and rides such a tricycle around Kyoto City all day long to do business.

"If you agree to help me get this thing right, the price is not a problem, I am sure to earn more than you have in the past few months, maybe you can still rely on this money to open a door or something, and you will do it yourself in the future, and you don't have to go out so much in the wind and rain."

"Isn't that great?"

"The gentleman has something to do and something not to do, I can't do this thing, Your Excellency please be smart." He Guoquan arched his hand and prepared to leave, but how could the big man in front of him let him go so easily?

"Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink." The middle-aged man said coldly.

He has been mixed in Kyoto for so many years, and he has seen a lot of hard bones like He Guoquan, but no matter how hard the bones are, they are not as hard as his fists, and in the end, they all give in.

Why bother? Suffer so much.

"What do you mean by that?" He Guoquan put his small box on the ground and looked at the middle-aged man with a light smile.

He is the one who calls the shots here.

As for the old man just now, I just invited him in to confuse him.

"What do you mean? If you don't agree, ask my fist first. The middle-aged man laughed, "I want to see how hard your bones are." ”

He Guoquan's brows furrowed, he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and looking at the other party's appearance, he was obviously prepared.

It can be seen that staring at him is not a day or two.

It's been made so clear, unless he changes his mind and helps fix the fake, he's going to be beaten.

Who is He Guoquan? He was a soldier, and his temper has always been like this all these years, can he change his mind in a few words from these people? What's more, this kind of thing is still very disgusting to him.

So what else does this say?

Since we can't talk about it, we can only see the real move in our fists.

It's just that what the middle-aged people didn't expect was that He Guoquan still had two kung fu, and he ran out.

However, the middle-aged man believed that his things were still here, and as long as he still wanted to eat in this area, he would have to come and ask him to give this matter.

He's waiting!

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, grass, he still underestimated the other party, and he was beaten a few times.

"It's rubbish."

The three of them didn't even beat a single person, and let him run away! (To be continued.) )