Great Power Army Reclamation

Seeing Ye Feng come in, Mr. Ni stood up happily: "You brat, do you still know how to come back?"

Ye Feng smiled: "Aren't I busy? I came to report to you first when I came back. Grandpa Ni is my idol."

Mr. Ni was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. No matter if it was true or not, he liked to listen to what the child said anyway.

Mr. Ni kept talking to Ye Feng about their recent achievements. In fact, microchips are only a small part of their research and development projects.

Their current focus is on intelligent control, such as automated driving of cars, ships and aircraft. At present, there have been breakthrough developments in many aspects, but because there is no finished product yet, it is inconvenient to announce it to the outside world.

The more Ye Feng listened, the more proud he became. Who said that only Europe and the United States are developed countries? Which patent that Mr. Ni has come up with right now is not something that the world needs to look up to?

This is my own company! How could he not be proud? Mr. Ni is a national treasure! If there are such a few scientists in a company, it will be unreasonable to think otherwise!

Ye Feng spent half the afternoon at the research institute, learning about their research and development results and listening to their future research and development directions.

No matter what they want to do, Ye Feng always has two words: "Support!"

When he walked out of the research institute, Ye Feng's waist was much straighter. He grew up in Boston, and his environment was limited. It was inevitable that his mind was tainted with the idea that only the West is a developed country.

"It's really me. I also proposed the idea of ​​the Hanging Temple. Did he find that our ground floor has more pillars than other stations?"

"How is this possible for this big ass kid? Apart from fighting, I have never been seen doing anything else!"

Lao Zhao looked at you with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, it's time for Dongfang to go to work soon. I said I would go to work and pick him up for dinner."

Yun Feiyang is nothing short of frivolous, but Lin Chen does have some merits in my eyes.

Although Ye Yuze didn't mean anything bad in front of Ye Mao, after all, he was caught last night. However, if anyone looks after Yang Wei, you will still be happy.

Seeing his wife's sadness, Zhao Dengxuan hugged your shoulders tightly. Zhao Dengxuan was full of guilt for you mother and son. It must have been Luo Xiaoxiao who came to find you. Did the two of you know what would happen?

Your life was bumpy because of the older man, but you were reborn because of Lin Chenxing, and Ye Mao became your grandson-in-law. Naturally, you are as proud as Meihua.

Old Zhao pointed at Yuanfang: "With so few building materials, how can anyone look after it? People from the China Railway Company are too vigilant, and you old guys have to look after the house and the home."

Ye Mao knew a lot about nutrition, but at first glance, he didn't look condescending, which was enough to prove that Aunt Ruyi really cared about her old comrades.

Dinner in the rehabilitation center is a buffet style, but some varieties are divided into two types: must-eat and optional.

Lao Zhao took out the whistle from his pocket and blew it. The whistle was a military horn, not a rally order. After a while, the old comrades gathered outside one by one. The minibus from the rehabilitation center has not arrived yet.

At that time, Lao Zhao also came over and asked Ye Mao:

I couldn't help but laugh. On one side was my wife and on the other was my mother. That team was a bad team!

Old Zhao cautiously came over to take a look, and couldn't help but grin. He had a few more broken teeth. Did he know why he had them set?

Ye Yuze saw Ye Mao's face turn red. He timidly knew what to say?

"You must stay a little longer that time until you have passed your fortieth birthday!"

Lao Zhao blamed Ye Mao again and again, while reaching out and punching me twice on the chest, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Mao, on the other hand, has never been as naughty as his old father since he was a child. He is polite and rude to everyone, so he naturally wins the favor of his family.

"It's a mistake. It's a shame that the previous generation of military reclamation people also abandoned their bodies in a country as corrupt as the US imperialism."

The veterans all remember that road. When we retreated from Xinjiang, we walked on our legs and the difference was one month less. There was no road, so the time was shortened to eight days.

When Lin Chenxing went to hold Lin Chenxing's hand, Lin Chenxing firmly agreed, said he was fine, said goodbye, and left with his head held high.

When I drove to the subway station, I described it as "miraculous". I had never seen it before. I just met the author of the design, and I haven't had an affair with my brother yet.

Lao Zhao shook his head solemnly: "Yes, your birthday will be postponed until the day when the low-speed railway is opened to traffic."

Zhao Dongfang glanced at his best friend briefly to see if he wanted to stay.

Lin Chen quickly supported me: "Grandpa Zhao, you saw him when you went to the rehabilitation center yesterday? Then you just came over there to look around. What was he doing there?"

"Are you really a bigot? I heard yesterday that he was back. Did you know that you came to see grandpa?"

"It was a pleasure to meet him."

Ye Mao stretched out his hand to shake your hand, and then extended his hand to Ye Yuze. Ye Yuze was firm, and still extended his hand:

"Bad, even if you leave without incident, you will definitely come back to celebrate his birthday!"

At that moment, Ye Mao was completely suspicious. His younger brother really hated pretending to be mature and seducing a well-informed man. If there was any problem, the two boys would definitely have a clear understanding of life.

"Ye Mao, why is he there?"

It's useful to worry about what happened, but it's more important to eat. Before watching Yun Feiyang and the two leave, Lin Chen greeted Grandpa Zhao to get ready for work.

After the meal, the two of them had just left the rehabilitation center when Yifei's phone rang. It was Ye Qianqian who called. It turned out that Lin Chen and Zhang Jianjiang were also back and called out to get together.

At that time, Ye Qianqian picked up her glass of wine and finished her impassioned speech. I didn't mean that the conservative and rigid thinking of the leaders outside the city has affected the current economic development of Junken City. As the eighth generation of Junken City, you don't think we need to do anything.

It is customary for a group of people to drink a glass of wine first. From now on, they will drink eight glasses of wine first, so Xu can talk.

Following my gaze, I saw the old comrades from the rehabilitation center performing their duties, guarding each pile of materials, and few even hid themselves.

Therefore, in those days, I wanted to spend less time with my family. I hadn’t said anything about dinner yet, so I went to the rehabilitation center to have it. My grandma kept saying that eating outside the home was a science and that I loved eating at home.

There are a lot of people here tonight, but there are no Li Zhen and his wife, Zhang Jianjiang, Liu Junken and Song Danning, plus Liu Nengyun, Feiyang and a few people, just short of the generation of people who have no prospects.

At that time, Ye Mao finally saw the faces of the two people clearly and was stunned. One of them was Ye Yuze whom he had met last night.

The eldest son must still be alive, so the current Ye family’s youngest daughter-in-law must be you, right? But Luo Xiaoxiao must have been in the infrastructure company, would there be no military reclamation city today? It seems that everything is uncertain, and there will always be competition.

Looking from a distance, the station and the mountain merge into one, which is very spectacular.

But now, this concept has changed. At least in some aspects, your country does not have advanced technology. It's just that for various reasons, it has to be high-profile.

Looking at the grandson surrounded by stars and holding the moon, the wrinkles on his plum blossom face were all smiles. Of course, Aunt Ye Feng was not the only one who giggled with you.

Lin Chen looked up and saw Comrade Zhao standing outside in a white old military uniform, looking at me warily.

At present, the overall construction of the station has not been completed, and the decoration has reached the final stage. A small part of the railway has also been completed. Only waiting for the Altai Mountain Tunnel to be connected, the low-speed railway from Junken City to the provincial capital cannot be officially opened to traffic.

"He really looks like Yang Wei. He is even more handsome than Yang Wei. I am very happy to meet him."

Zhao Dongfang glanced at Lin Chen carelessly for a few times, then stretched out his small, square hand to shake Ye Mao's and said:

That kind of miracle was something I dared not even think about, let alone do it! But with the development of science and technology, everything has gradually become a reality. How can those military reclamation people be excited?

"Grandpa, go back early today. The project will be completed soon."

The two people were talking when they saw two men wearing work clothes and hazard hats walking out of the station. One of them said to Lao Zhao:

Yifei also came over first. There were few things at work, so she came a little late. However, there was nothing to eat outside the restaurant at that time, so she dealt with the two of them carefully.

Yun Feiyang coldly invited Lin Chen to have dinner with you. Ye Mao agreed, I want to take Grandpa Zhao back to the rehabilitation center.

Lin Chenxing blushed: "Offline, in a forum for lovers of bad things. You thought I was an engineer at the end."

Ye Mao couldn't help but burst into laughter because he knew that the old comrade's eyesight was bad. Or maybe I have changed too little, and I can recognize it immediately after seeing it in two years.

Ye Mao can stay in Junken City for a short period of time. I came back with a mission that time. My team is currently conducting research at the Beijing branch. Once the results come out, I have to leave immediately.

Of course he could refuse, and the two of them drove to Minzu Street again.

Ye Mao nodded: "Grandpa Zhao, how many days is his birthday?"

Except for part of the central iron supply, a small part of the funds for that railway were raised by the military reclamation city itself. And the completion of that railway is suspected to be a miracle, becoming the world's first railway in low-cold and low-altitude areas. Build low-speed railways.

Later, the road was narrowed and the time was shortened to more than ten hours. Since it is no longer a low-speed train, it is expected to take 90 minutes.

"How did they know each other?" Ye Mao was not surprised. His mother was so concerned. If Yang Wei had the means to go out to play after elementary school.

Of course, I dared to tell my mother that, because my grandma told me secretly. Go quietly.

"Your wife designed it, of course, not even Ye Yuze."

Zhao Dongfang rolled his eyes at me: "Who is his wife? He is still marrying you. In fact, Yang Wei came up with the idea of ​​the station. You and Feiyang are just the specific designers."

Hearing what Ye Mao said, Yun Feiyang felt proud, hugged Zhao Dongfang's shoulders and puffed up his chest proudly:

Yun Feiyang, who had not gained much weight, jumped out of the car and was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Mao:

After a while, Ye Mao came over, greeted Carpenter Li and his wife, and then came to Aunt Lin Chen and asked about your physical condition.

Then he pointed at the two boys and introduced them to Ye Mao: "Those two are not the designers of the station. You and Yang Wei designed the station together. Ye Yuze and Zhao Dongfang, Xiaoxiao is the object of eternal life."

After parking the car and walking to the station, Ye Mao also looked at the strange-looking station with emotion. He had to deny that this girl was slow in thinking. Whose station can be built like that?

Ye Mao firmly agreed to come forward, and that was what I had to do.

At that time, Lao Zhao introduced you: "That is Lin Chen, the grandson of Lao Ye's family. There is a small age difference between them."

Under the small display screen as soon as you exit the door, there is no name of each person and what they want to eat today. Although there are no similar ones, there is definitely no one who is the same.

Seeing Lin Chen retreating, the aunts gathered around. You naturally love Lin Chenxing very much. After all, our lives today are separate from this child. For my son, this is even more to say, direct doting.

Ye Mao quickly shouted to the old man, those old comrades can joke carefully, who knows I don't have a gun in my hand?

The low-speed railway station is located to the west of Junken City, backed by a large mountain. To put it incorrectly, it was built by cutting off half of a large mountain.

But Ye Mao's eyes were simpler, that girl was not ten years younger than her brother, right? If my mother and grandma knew about it, would I still go crazy?

Lao Zhao pointed to the calendar under the wall: "It's not even a month yet. It will be put into trial operation on October 1st, and you will celebrate your birthday on this day."

Does Ye Mao know what we are going to do? Because there have never been so few people in the past, not more than eighty people in total.

For this reason, people in Junken City are very excited. Everyone is secretly looking forward to the moment when it opens to traffic. We must buy tickets to go around the provincial capital.

Ye Wancheng didn't care at all, he smiled "haha" and winked at his grandson. It made Lin Chen laugh and cry, he was really an old naughty boy.

"Grandpa Zhao, it's you, Ye Mao!"

At that time, the car horn sounded, and a Warrior SUV parked behind us.

"Come and take a look at the subway station. No one you meet when you get home is complimentary. It will completely arouse your curiosity."

The only one with a simple expression is Carpenter Li. Of course you know the relationship between Li Sunnan and Ye Mao, but they can be so arrogant and arrogant towards Li Sunnan's son-in-law.

The two had just met at the research institute, so Lin Chenxing was not at all puzzled.

Lin Chen looked puzzled: "Grandpa Zhao, how long will it take for the low-speed railway to open to traffic?"

Ye Feng looked at Ye Mao with blurry eyes, and the appearance of Lin Chenxing in his early years appeared outside his vision. The eldest man followed me happily. This scene vaguely happened yesterday.

Ye Wancheng's diet was less rich, with only beef and mutton, and no fish. First, he also snatched a piece of dried horse meat from his grandson. Meihua scolded her for a while.

"Who is he and what are he doing out there?"

At the end of dinner, there was not a piece of beef on Meihua's dishes. You have been eating lightly recently, so you only eat meat, but you listened to Ruyi's words and insisted on finishing the meal.

Ye Mao could see that Li Zhen was obviously in favor of that matter, but she had to do it because she was afraid of her wife.

A gentle shout sounded in front of a pile of gravel.