The last time I came to 611, it was almost night, but this time, it was finally early in the morning.

The Jinjiang River is flowing slowly, and on one side of the river is the famous Wuhou Temple.

Not far from the Wuhou Temple, there is the 13th Aviation School of the Air Force, several small buildings, and in the distance of the small building, there is a runway, and on the apron, there are some beginner six training planes.

The green bricks outside the small building have begun to be mottled, and on the blue brick exterior wall, the slogan "Agricultural Dazhai, Industrial Daqing" painted with white pigment is still fresh.

On the hidden wall at the entrance of the small building on the east side, there are several big characters of aviation serving the country, and the hole is powerful.

Qin Feng stood outside the small building, knowing that the current 611 School was still crowded with the 13th Aviation School.

Ten years ago, out of strategic considerations, the state decided to transfer backbone personnel from Shenyang to set up a new fighter aircraft research institute in Chengdu, that is, the Chengdu branch of the Shenyang Aircraft Design and Research Institute, with the internal code name 611.

So, at the place of the 13th Aviation School of the Chengdu Air Force, the new 611 Institute was formed.

They are still working hard for the development of the J-9, and they will join them and become a rare test pilot engineer.

Just when Qin Feng wanted to walk in, he saw more than a dozen young people pouring out from the door of this small building.

It seems that they are all young men in their twenties, wearing grass-green uniforms like military uniforms, and they look so energetic.

On the front chest of the uniform, several red letters are embroidered with Chengdu Aircraft Design and Research Institute.

They are the designers of the design office, but the designers are not so young, it seems that they should be draftsmen who have just been recruited, right?

The design of a fighter plane requires a lot of hard work, and a lot of the work has to be done on paper by draftsmen.

It's just that today these people don't have pencils or rulers in their hands, and they actually hold shovels and hoes in their hands?

"Comrades, let's work hard and strive to open up the vegetable field today." A tall young man in the lead shouted.

Although he is 1.8 meters tall, he is very thin, it is early spring, and he is wearing a thick winter coat inside, but he can't hold up the military uniform outside.

His face was also sallow with malnutrition, and at this time, he was carrying a shovel and had already strode to the front of the small building.

"Our institute is short of funds, and we have to raise funds to develop the project, as long as we open up this vegetable plot and plant vegetables, we can reduce the burden on the institute." The lad continued.

Qin Feng watched the movements of these people and listened to their words, and immediately knew what they were going to do.

In the past, the people in the design office were all sitting in the office, and everyone would rather go hungry than come out to open up vegetable fields, and moreover, it would be said that they took the capitalist road.

In front of the small building, there is an open space, but in the past, this empty land could not do anything, but was deserted.

Research institutes are engaged in research, how can they do anything else? In that particular era, no one dared to take risks.

Now, the country has finally reformed and opened up, and individuals can be allowed to work alone, and this vacant land is about three acres. It was opened up to grow vegetables, which was enough for the canteen in the institute.

"Everyone is very enthusiastic." Qin Feng walked up and said, "Can I join you?" ”

Qin Feng also discovered his negligence, two days to the institute, five days in the 132 factory test flight, he came this time on Saturdays and Sundays, people don't go to work, since they came, it's okay to be idle, just follow them to carry out production and construction.

"Welcome, my name is Ma Haitao." The tall young man in the lead said.

"My name is Qin Feng, and I will work with you on the project in the future." Qin Feng said and took a hoe handed by the other party.

"In previous years, Nanniwan was full of barren mountains, and there were no people..."Qin Feng took a shovel and turned the ground with others, and at the same time couldn't help humming in his mouth.

This scene, how similar to Nanniwan, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, this is also an old tradition of the army.

"Don't be old-fashioned, Brother Feng, come, everyone is obedient." Listening to Qin Feng snorted, the draftsman Zhang Lijun spoke, he was familiar with himself, and as soon as Qin Feng introduced his name, he called Brother Feng here.

He was of medium height, with his hair grown, a slit in the middle, combed into the limelight, and wore a pair of glasses, which, unlike those thick plastic frames, were metal-framed, and looked very high-end.

Although he was wearing the same military style uniform, the white shirt inside looked clean and tidy, and he looked like a Sven at first glance.

In his hand, he was still carrying a radio, and at this time, he unscrewed the radio, put it on the ground, and adjusted it.

In this era, radios are high-end goods, and what Zhang Lijun has in his hand is not the kind of bulky tube radio, but a more compact looking semiconductor, which is equipped with a battery and carries it with him.

At this time, he adjusted the radio, stood up, habitually ruffled his hair with his hand, and then held his shovel, and a sweet voice came out of the chatterbox.

"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly;

It's like flowers blooming in the spring breeze.

Open in the spring breeze.

where and where I have seen you;

Your smile is so familiar;

I can't remember it for a moment.

Yes! In dreams.

In dreams, I have seen you in my dreams.

Sweet, how sweet the smile is.

It's you, it's you, it's you who dreams of..."

"Teresa Teng's new song is really sweet." Zhang Lijun said, still intoxicated inside: "Hey, you don't know, this Teresa Teng, laughing, two dimples, so beautiful, I went to the city that day, and I saw her pictorial, but unfortunately, the institute is not allowed to hang, I really want to hang it in the dormitory." ”

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly, now that love songs are popular, it's really strange, how good revolutionary songs are.

Everyone was listening to the song, and suddenly a voice came from a distance: "Hey, what are you doing?" What are you doing on the territory of our 13th Aviation School? ”

With the voice, a man wearing a Mao suit and stepping on leather shoes on his feet, holding a Hongta Mountain in his mouth, shouted and walked over.

Behind him, there were two young men.