Chapter 166 Supporting Domestic Production
Yan Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's right, you all said that you want military and civilian cooperation, isn't this cooperation quite pleasant?" β
Those soldiers gritted their teeth one by one, and who was happy with the cooperation? If it falls into the hands of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu guarantees that he will be happier than anyone else.
Yan Feng ran to the frightened Lu Qinyao and Jiang Wei and said with a smile: "Hey, the two beauties are okay now, are they particularly handsome when they fought just now?" What is the potential of a martial arts star? β
"Nima, Lao Tzu is still hanging here, is my mother still in the mood to pick up a girl?"
Ling Tieshan and Dong Bin were still hanging, and when they saw Yan Feng, they didn't let them down for the first time, but went to pick up Niu'er, and they immediately scolded angrily.
Yan Feng immediately grinned, hurriedly ran over and put the two down and smiled: "Two brothers, I'm really sorry, it's the brothers who are negligent, and Gai Ming'er must make amends." β
"This kid almost gave an explanation for his life, and he was beaten here!"
Dong Bin was so angry that he kicked Yan Feng to the ground, and went up with Ling Tieshan to punch and kick.
"Enough of them, and then they still beat their faces? Oops, the two heroes spared their lives. β
Seeing crawling on the ground, holding his head with one hand and covering his crotch with the other, Yan Feng begged for mercy again and again, everyone in Yan Feng was stunned, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.
Mom, just now, Yan Feng waved his hand and took people's lives to kill people like hemp, like a god who killed alive, and in the blink of an eye, he had a hippie smile, this change is too big?
In the end, the two of them felt a little smoother, and then they let it go, Yan Feng said viciously: "Today, I will spare tomorrow, Lao Tzu ** washed it for a week, and if you don't wash it, it will taste good." β
Yan Feng just got up from the ground, and when he heard this plop again, he fell to the ground, and the uncle had been soaked for a week, so can you still have it?
In the end, Yan Feng ran to the middle-aged man with a pair of panda eyes, and grinned: "Brother, do me a favor and send them back, the military and civilians want to cooperate, right?" β
The middle-aged man's face twitched, Mom, Lao Tzu and seemed so friendly? Is this a loss?
"Sorry, that's not in the remit." Middle-aged man with a black face.
Yan Feng's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this: "Well, I sent it back to sleep after I finished sending it, and I was so seriously injured that I couldn't go down last month." β
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was immediately anxious, and he received an order, but no matter what, Yan Feng had to bring it back, if this kid ran away for a real month and didn't show up, then what would he do?
"Half of them were in charge of escorting them back. "+ Chess + Son + Small + Say + Net C Dedication" "The middle-aged man almost gritted his teeth and said.
Yan Feng patted his shoulder with satisfaction: "This is right, the military and the civilian cooperation, the military and the people should cooperate happily!" β
Middle-aged people almost want to vomit blood, and the four words of military-civilian cooperation are often on their lips, but after today, I feel that whoever dares to mention these four words, the first reaction is to take a gun and collapse.
After Ling Tieshan was taken away, the middle-aged man said coldly: "Can you go now?" β
Yan Feng pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "What's the hurry? Is it difficult for the old man to come all the way over, and he can't always go empty-handed, right? It's not like I don't know how to respect the old and love the young. β
The middle-aged man pressed the gun tightly on his waist with a black face, for fear that he would accidentally pull it out and shoot the kid.
Yan Feng finally came to a supermarket as he wished, walked to the milk area, picked up a can of hardcover milk powder, and the shopping guide next to him hurriedly walked up and said: "Mr. is only launched by the xx brand, but the imported big brand is high calcium and low fat, rich in a variety of amino acids and vitamins, and it is no better to send the elderly." β
Yan Fengyi threw the milk powder back, and said righteously: "I am a patriot who supports domestic imports." β
Turning his head to look at it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly ran to another special milk powder stacking place, stopped, and took several bags in a row.
The middle-aged man walked over and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded, only to see that the sign next to the milk powder reads: "XX milk powder, eight pieces of eight packs, buy two and get one free." β
Yan Feng grinned: "Look at how affordable our domestic products are, such a big pack is less than ten yuan, and you can buy two packs for two packs, which is great value!" β
Suddenly said that the middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
"It doesn't seem that milk powder alone is enough, don't be too stingy, you can't do it."
The middle-aged man's eyes were black, and he almost fainted, forcing himself to calm down, calm down, calm down, he must be calm!
They came to the fruit area again, and the middle-aged people were already mentally prepared to be hit, but when they saw Yan Feng buy fruits, their legs were still weak.
I saw that Yan Feng put a big bag of fruit in the basket, and there were more than a dozen different kinds of fruits in it, but there was a label on the bag, which said "special price: xx0.9 yuan/500g".
Such a big basket is less than ten yuan, and if you look at the special fruit stacking area, there are a lot of various kinds of fruits that are about to spoil, and no one around them cares about it.
Yan Feng felt that it was almost time to come to the cashier area.
"Sir, a total of twenty-nine dollars and eight cents. Will I pay in cash or by card? β
Yan Feng touched his body, and suddenly found that he forgot to bring his wallet, and hurriedly sneered at the middle-aged man: "Big brother forgot to bring his wallet when he came out, should you put it on first?" β
Nima forgot to bring a wallet? How do you eat?
The middle-aged man felt that his steely soldier's willpower was simply vulnerable in front of Yan Feng, and he viciously took out an old man's head, and now he just wants to finish the queen quickly, and then stay away from the bastard, and he doesn't want to see it again for the rest of his life.
Sitting on the military vehicle, all the way to the vast field outside the martial arts gate, a military plane was parked, and it seemed that the people who came came in a short time.
A short-haired beauty was waiting at the door and got out of the car, and the middle-aged man respectfully: "Miss." β
Yan Yan nodded: "Go and rest after working hard." β
When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately ran away as if he was about to be amnestied, as if he was running for his life.
Yan Feng looked at Yan Yan and was immediately stunned: "Is it an old man?" β
I had already guessed that the person must be an old guy, but I just thought that it was an old man of the Yan family.
I suddenly sneered in my heart, knowing that ordinary people were coming, and there was no need to discuss at all, so the old man Yan called me and wanted to play the emotional card?
Yan Yan rolled her eyes: "Hmph, and said that if it weren't for grandpa, would he have to run so far at such an age?" β
Yan Feng smiled: "Don't be angry, don't you bring a gift to see the old man?" β
When Yan Yan heard this, her face suddenly softened, and she secretly glanced at the so-called "gift" in Yan Feng's hand, and immediately rolled her eyes angrily.
"This is what brings gifts?" Yan Yan wants to kill the bastard.
Yan Feng's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said confidently: "What's wrong?" However, the ideological consciousness is very high, and the support for domestic production, economic affordability, natural pollution-free, and ordinary people do not buy it. β
Walking into the compound, a young man with a smile on his face stepped forward to greet him: "Yanyan is back?" β
Yan Yan was already angry, and suddenly had a cold face: "Wu Aofan is not very familiar with him, please call Yan Yan or Miss Yan." β
After coming to the Wu family, Wu Aofan began to have crooked ideas as soon as he saw Yan Yan, and he was entangled like a fly, and if he had scruples about the relationship between the two families, he would have abolished this kid a long time ago.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Wu Aofan's eyes, turned his head to look at Yan Feng, and was dumbfounded for a moment, and stammered, "Yes?" It's okay? β
Yan Feng grinned: "What? Hopeful? β
βγβ Wu Aofan looked a little flustered and left quickly.
Han Fei wanted to deal with Yan Feng, and it was impossible for Wu Aofan not to know, so Yan Feng's reaction was expected.
Came directly to Old Man Wu's study with Yan Yan, only to see two soldiers with guns standing at the door of the study, and when they saw someone coming, they immediately pointed their guns at this side and shouted: "What person?" β
was pointed at the gun again, Yan Feng was immediately unhappy, and howled: "Dead old man, Lao Tzu is here, hurry up and get out of Ma Yoo'er!" β
"Presumptuous!"
The two old men in the room, one was the commander of the Huhai garrison, and the other was even bigger, and the two soldiers were immediately furious, and they picked up their guns and were about to pull the trigger.
"Stop!"
With a cold drink, the door was pushed open, and with a bang, Wu Chongyang walked out, followed by a tall, black-faced burly old man.
At first glance, the old man looked like a farmer in the countryside, with a wrinkled face and black skin, just like bean paste, washing some hair, and putting a white tunic on his body, and a pair of popular liberation shoes on his feet.
But the black-faced old man exuded a fierce and compelling momentum, as if it was a straight javelin, extremely sharp and indestructible.
Seeing Yan Feng's black face, the old man's straight body trembled obviously, his lips trembled slightly, and he looked very excited.
"Grandpa." Yan Yan stepped forward to support the old man, and his eyes were slightly red.
An inexplicable look in Yan Feng's eyes quietly flashed, and he raised his head and pouted: "The black old man, Lao Tzu is not dead, why are you running away from each other as a dead man?" β
The black-faced old man stared at him, and suddenly rushed to Yan Feng and raised his hand, which was a shudder and scolded: "A little king, eight lambs, have hard wings, aren't they?" Dare to call himself in front of Lao Tzu, and dare to tell Lao Tzu to get out, is it because he has eaten the gall of a tiger and does not clean up, it is not against the sky. β
"Uncle, the black old man dares to fight, but he doesn't want to bully the old man, hey, wait for this matter, we will soak the two granddaughters sooner or later, one will give birth to Lao Tzu and the other will serve Lao Tzu a urinal."
Yan Feng was knocked out, grinning, jumping up and down like a monkey, but the old man's movements were very agile, and several consecutive bursts of chestnuts landed on his head accurately, and he scolded angrily.
"Phew!" Yan Yan stomped her feet angrily on the side.
What is the identity of the old man with a black face with a gun and a black face as if they were alive? In their eyes, it's just heaven, and it's notoriously rigorous and unsmiling, and even messing around with kids? ββ
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