Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 68 The Story of Uncle Feng
Under Lei Laoliu's command and dispatch, the progress of the project was faster than Du Fei expected, and the cost was far from the 500 yuan budget.

When Lei Lao Liu asked Du Fei how much it would cost, Du Fei had just made a fortune, and since he had just crossed over, he still had a misunderstanding about the price, so he casually said 500 yuan.

According to his request, actually do it, but it will not cost so much money at all.

Even including the extra gold bricks and fireplace, the total cost is less than 500 yuan.

In fact, this is also related to Du Fei's request.

Du Fei's requirement for the house is to be comfortable and low-key, so some materials and designs that really cost money, can show class and style, and show magnificent effects are not used.

Otherwise, with Lei Lao Liu's ability, let alone 500 yuan, even 5000 yuan, he can arrange it properly.

Even so, Du Fei is very satisfied with the effect of the house now.

He secretly planned in his heart that after the opening, he bought a big yard and asked Lei Lao Liu to take care of it, so that he could show the true skills of Xie Lei.

In the afternoon, Du Fei returned to his work unit, and before he entered the office, he was called by Xiao Zhang in the backyard, saying that Director Wang had called him by name.

When Du Fei thought about it, it was probably because of Chu Cheng being tricked.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the director's office, Director Wang smiled, pulled him to sit on the sofa next to the desk, patted his hand and said, "Xiao Du, thanks to you this time, otherwise Chu Cheng would have to stumble. .”

Du Fei laughed and said, "Aunt Wang, I just want to remind you. Besides, you and Uncle Chu have sharp eyes. Even if you don't talk too much, you will notice sooner or later."

"You kid!" Director Wang smiled even more, and patted Du Fei's shoulder lightly: "Chu Cheng has a good friend like you, and you and Uncle Chu are at ease."

Du Fei knew that after this incident, he finally registered with Chu Cheng's father.

Director Wang said again: "By the way, next month, your brother Daming will get married, so you have to come home to help."

"Then you must go! I heard what Chu Cheng said." Du Fei said: "Brother Daming is a good-looking talent, and he graduated from college. The bride must be right! Aunt Wang, you will have a grandson next year."

When Director Wang heard this, he immediately smiled.

The two chatted some more about homework, and Du Fei returned to the front yard, only to see Uncle Feng, the guard, taking a rare stroll in the yard.

Du Fei leaned forward with a smile, and handed a big front door: "Uncle Feng, here is one."

Uncle Feng glanced at him, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Du Fei hurriedly struck a match to light it, and said with a smile, "Uncle Feng, why are you free to dispatch today?"

Uncle Feng said casually: "Move around, your old arms and legs will rust if you don't move around."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Du Fei again: "You kid is not being honest. Last time, you said you would bring me a box of Zhonghua. Isn't this still fooling me with the big front door?"

Du Fei chuckled and didn't blush: "Look at what you said, a pack of Zhonghua is only seventy-five cents, it's not unaffordable, but I need a ticket!"

Uncle Feng curled his lips and said, "You can't buy a ticket even if you have one."

As he spoke, he actually took out a pack of freshly opened Zhonghua Cigarettes from his pocket, and deftly popped one out with his fingers and handed it over.

Du Fei wasn't too polite, he laughed and said, "It still has to be you, it's so hidden! Zhonghua is drawn."

As he spoke, he ordered it for himself, took a sip, and savored it carefully. What is the difference between China in this era and later generations.

It's a pity that the smokers of his two knives are like pigs chewing peonies, and they haven't tasted anything different for a long time. Anyway, they are good to smoke.

Uncle Feng said: "It's given by my comrades in arms. I don't usually smoke it. I just smoke one if I want to those old brothers. It's easy to smoke, but it's not very strong. It's not as good as Hanyan."

At this time, Zhu Ting came out of the office with Xiao Wu in her arms, and found Du Fei chatting with Uncle Feng, so she also came over.

Uncle Feng cast a glance at Xiaowu, and said calmly: "It's unusual for you to raise this beast."

Du Fei said solemnly: "Probably mixed with other bloodlines, I don't know why it grows bigger?"

But at this moment, Xiaowu suddenly exploded!
She broke free from Zhu Ting's arms suddenly, her whole body's muscles bulged and tensed, her claws popped out, and they dug deep into the ground, staring at the direction of Du Fei and Uncle Feng, screaming shrilly!
Zhu Ting was taken aback. She had never seen Xiaowu like this before. She bared her teeth and claws, and screamed frighteningly. She was like a wild beast.

Du Fei felt fear from Xiaowu's emotions.

"Du Fei, what's wrong with Xiaowu?" Zhu Ting called out worriedly.

Du Fei glanced at Uncle Feng, signaled to Zhu Ting that it was okay, walked over slowly, and picked up Xiao Wu.

Although Xiaowu put away his fighting stance the moment Du Fei picked him up, he was still very vigilant, staring at Uncle Feng warily.

It seemed that it was not a person, but a mandrill ghost walking in the deep mountains!

Du Fei patted Xiaowu and said to Zhu Ting, "It's okay, it was scared."

Zhu Ting looked at Uncle Feng strangely, and couldn't think of anything about this Uncle Feng that Xiao Wu should be afraid of.

Uncle Feng smiled wryly.

While comforting Xiao Wu, Du Fei said with admiration: "You are a real cow. It has been more than ten years, and the murderous aura on your body has not dissipated."

Uncle Feng shook his head and said: "I joined the army in 37, when I was eighteen, I first fought the RB devils. I won in 45 and started to fight Lao Jiang. In 50, I went to Bangguo to fight the US emperor! For 16 years, I didn't I know how many people have been killed, shot to death by guns, stabbed to death by bayonets, killed by grenades... Probably eight hundred if not one thousand. This evil spirit has long been melted into the bones, and it can't be dissipated!"

Du Fei was silent for a while, while Zhu Ting on the side showed a shocked expression.

She really didn't know that Uncle Feng, who usually lived in seclusion, was such a legendary figure.

Du Fei suddenly said: "You have been on the battlefield of the country, do you know about Changjin Lake?"

Uncle Feng couldn't help but look at Du Fei again: "Do you still know Changjin Lake? It's not easy!"

The information circulation at this time is far less convenient than later generations. Ordinary people’s impression of the war more than ten years ago is the [-]th parallel, Shangganling, the brutal American emperor, and the brave and fearless volunteer soldiers...

There are not many people who can name such uncommon but meaningful names as 'Changjin Lake' and 'Shuimen Bridge'.

"Can you give me..." Du Fei looked at Zhu Ting and said, "Can you tell us?"

Uncle Feng asked back: "Want to hear?"

Du Fei and Zhu Ting nodded at the same time.

Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "I can't tell. It's the Ninth Corps that attacked Changjin Lake, and I belong to the 39th Army."

Du Fei said: "Then tell me how we killed the First Cavalry Division of the US Emperor!"

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(End of this chapter)