The child's face was suddenly surprised, and the little fat finger pointed at himself, "Give it to me?" ”

"Yes, my uncle is an adult, so I don't play this."

The child is as good as a stream, "My child, I play with meow." ”

As he spoke, the little fat hand took the small plane and happily ran to show off with Daji, and then the old man and them.

The old man who looked at it with a smile didn't care much at first, and said that a wooden toy would be like this.

When he wanted to wait for Doudou to come over with the plane to show off, the old man found that the plane was a little interesting.

This shape, this detail······

"Doudou, can you show the plane to the master?"

He asked with a short breath, and let out a small sound, and generously showed the plane to the old man.

Jian Yuelan, who had put the goat's milk, came out of the house, ready to go to Zhang Nan to ask for some tea leaves that Lao Bai drank and came back to make milk tea, but she heard the old man reading something in pieces.

How to say the expression on his face, as if he was happy and sad and a little crazy, as if he was stunned.

The old lady and Doudou looked at him motionlessly, and did not dare to disturb him.

Jian Yuelan chuckled in her heart, raised her feet and came over here, and found that her old lady immediately threw a look of help at her.

She bowed slightly, came to the old man in the old lady's expectant gaze, and said softly, "Grandpa, what are you looking at?" ”

The old man, who was immersed in his thoughts, instantly came back to his senses and muttered, "This plane, this plane, ······"

"Calm down."

Jian Yuelan saw that his old man's face was not quite right, and his eyes were quick to pinch the back of his old man's neck, and the old man gasped in pain, turned his head and glared at her angrily, "Stinky girl, can you do it lightly?" ”

"Tap your emotions can't be steady."

She looked innocent, and the old man couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this, "You, sometimes it's not much bigger than Doudou." ”

"Mommy is high."

The child gestured with his hand, indicating that his mother was much, much older than him.

The old man glanced at him helplessly, "Your mother is also stronger than you in height and weight." ”

Jian Yuelan didn't like to hear this, she was full of words, "I can make money to support my family than him." ”

"I can still support you and grandma."

"You can't keep it in your pocket."

"Yes."

The king of praise appeared again, no matter what his mother said, it was right to shout the right one.

The old lady's shoulders trembled, and the old man glanced at her, "Laugh if you want, I won't be angry." ”

Don't dare to be angry.

The old lady burst out laughing, Huang Yang and Doudou laughed along, and they also meowed.

The old man sighed, and handed the plane to Jian Yuelan too lazy to bother with a few people.

"Know, take a look."

She reached out and took it and took it, only to be so startled that she almost jumped.

, isn't this the famous J-20 in later generations?

No, let's see.

Then, the more she looked at it, the more she was amazed, Huang Yang's aircraft model was not generally exquisite, and the details were particularly good.

He got the lines, the cockpit, etc. out.

There is also a small negligible villain in the cockpit, that is, Jian Yuelan is doing embroidery work, her eyes are maintained, and her eyes have been practiced, otherwise she would not have found this villain.

Ten minutes later, she retracted her gaze and looked at Huang Yang with a complicated expression, "Yangyang, are you thinking of the shape and details of this plane?" ”

"Hmm."

The little boy nodded honestly, and scratched his scalp a little shyly when he talked about his thoughts, "I came up with this shape after observing seabirds, swallows and bats in the swallow cave. ”

As he spoke, he cautiously asked, "Sister, is this plane good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful."

It's not just ordinary, it's very, very good-looking.

Seeing this small and delicate model of the aircraft, Jian Yuelan thought of the air show she had participated in in the native world.

There are some emotions that cannot be played out on specific occasions.

The air show is definitely a place that makes Chinese people proud and has tears in their eyes.

She took a deep breath, took a deep breath and tried to calm her turbulent emotions and said seriously, "Yangyang, can you draw your design concept and the details of this aircraft?" ”

Huang Yang's cleverness was undoubted, and he keenly sensed something from Jian Yuelan's attitude.

"Sister, I, I can."

His voice changed from cowardice at the beginning to firmness, and the light in his eyes was scorching.

He said—

"Actually, I thought of several planes to look like, but this one I liked the most, so I cut it out of wood."

Very good, worthy of the future manufacturing boss.

This imagination, this hands-on ability is simply amazing.

Cultivate, this child must be handed over to Uncle Tan and they must be trained well.

"You wait, I'll get you pen and paper."

She blew into the room like a gust of wind, and came out with a stack of cut white paper and pencils in less than two minutes.

"Doudou, you and Daji give up the table to your uncle first."

"Good meow!"

The children's milk voices answered, and they beckoned them to come down from the table.

"Yang Yang comes."

She placed a pen and paper on the table and motioned for him to get to work.

The little boy took a deep breath, his hands trembled a little and he sat down at the table, and then entered the state of drawing and writing ideas.

Worried that Doudou and Daji would interrupt his train of thought by their noise, Jian Yuelan glanced at the old man and the old lady.

The second old man got up in seconds, hugged his pocket and whispered a few words, and then led them out of the door.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly quieted down, and Jian Yuelan stood behind Huang Yang, watching him draw and write ideas while being wary of people coming in.

Sister-in-law Shi passed by the door, and when she saw her standing there like a god, she was about to come in with her feet raised, but was stopped by Jian Yuelan.

She waved her hand at Sister-in-law Shi with an apologetic face, and pointed to Huang Yang's ears and head again, indicating that he couldn't be disturbed now.

Then folded her hands and winked at her, Sister-in-law Shi was stunned by her actions, and quickly reacted, nodded with a smile, and left lightly.

"Fortunately, it's sister-in-law Shi."

Jian Yuelan, who was scared into a cold sweat, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Sister-in-law Shi leaving, and began to pray in her heart that no one would come next.

I don't know if God heard her prayer, until Huang Yang finished drawing all the drawings of the plane in his imagination, not to mention people, there was not even a bird in the sky passing by.

"Sister, I'm done painting."

Putting down the pencil, the little boy looked at her with joy on his face.

Jian Yuelan hummed, picked up the drawn drawings and looked at them one by one.

Then, she found that genius is genius because in addition to high IQ, genius also has unique imagination, thinking logic, and so on.

is like Huang Yang, and she is eleven or eighteen younger than her younger brother.

"Did you calculate the numbers?"

"Hmm."

Huang Yang nodded, and began to explain to her what each number meant, and why it was this number or something.

If this is the big guy who makes the aircraft here, he will definitely be able to understand it, and he can also have a common language with Huang Yang.

However, Jian Yuelan can't do it, even if she has participated in the air show, she has also made up for the information and various data that have been disclosed by relevant fighters, and she doesn't know anything about the aviation field.

But it doesn't matter, professionals do professional things.

She doesn't know what she's afraid of, someone does.

After putting away the drawings like a baby, and going back to the house to wrap the drawings with a soft cotton cloth and put the model airplane in a small pocket, Jian Yuelan took Huang Yang with a serious expression as if she was holding an explosives bag, and went to the division headquarters to find Tan Jun.

When she saw Tan Jun, she didn't even bother to say hello and introduce Huang Yang to Tan Jun, so she went straight to the topic and said with a serious expression, "Uncle, you ask Xiao Wang to guard the door, and I'll show you something." ”

Tan Jun, "??? ”

Tan Jun looked at her for a long time, and gave an order to Xiao Wang, "Xiao Wang, before I call you, forbid everyone to come near here." ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Wang answered, exited the office and brought the door to perform the task.

"Tell me, what the hell made you like this."

As if he had discovered a spy, his heart was raised.

"Look at these."

She put the cloth bag she was holding in her arms on the table, opened it and took out the drawings inside and handed it over, Tan Jun took it in confusion.

This is from the world of books, don't look at talking like an uneducated old man, but he is actually still a top student.

If the war hadn't come, this would have been teaching at the university.

But the war came.

So, this put down his pen and joined the army.

All kinds of data that Jian Yuelan couldn't understand, even if he didn't understand all of them, he could still understand them all.

"Who drew this?"

"Huang Yang."

Jian Yuelan dragged the somewhat restrained young man and told the story succinctly.

I learned that these drawings appeared because of the model airplane that the young boy made for Doudou.

Tan Jun suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and in a trance, he picked up his big teapot and began to drink tons of water.

When he finished drinking, his expression calmed down, "What about the model airplane?" ”

"This!"

Jian Yuelan hurriedly took out the model of the airplane and handed it over, after he took it and looked at it carefully, his face suddenly became serious, "Who else has seen these drawings except me and your two sisters and brothers?" ”

"No, the three of us have seen the drawings, and they have also seen the model old man."

Tan Jun looked at Huang Yang, the little boy was a little nervous, and stumbled, "Abba, they only know that I am cutting wood, but they don't know what I am cutting wood for." ”

In other words, except for the three of them and the old man, no one has seen this model of the plane.

Tan Jun was silent for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, "You two stay here first, and I'll call someone to take a look at these drawings." ”