Great Power Army Reclamation

There was no words spoken on the other side of the phone, only heavy breathing. Wang Xiaomeng could tell it was a woman. She was still a little confused as to why a woman had this name?

But she didn't dare to waste time for fear of waking up Yang Wei. She really liked the way Yang Wei looked asleep, so she quickly hung up the phone.

Ye Qianqian stared at the phone blankly, unable to react for a while, but after a moment, she threw the phone away:

"Yang Wei, you bastard...!"

October 1st is coming soon. If it weren't for the restrictions at the high-speed rail station, all the people who don't go to work in Junken City will flock in.

At 8:50, when the first high-speed train slowly entered Junkencheng Station, everyone cheered!

Comrade Lao Zhao led all the veterans of the Army Reclamation City to give a military salute to Wang Lecheng, Amati, and Ye Yuji who came off the train.

And these people also returned the favor. No one dared to be disrespectful to such a group of veterans. They were a group of people who created historical miracles.

Looking at the glorious station, Lao Ai sighed with envy:

"Old Wang, you are lucky. With such a group of soldiers and such a city, your name will be engraved in history."

"The train will depart soon. Passengers please sit under your seats and move around carefully first."

After so many years, everything has changed except the people. It's just that my poor big man didn't see anything.

Zhao Ling'er sat next to Cai Hongjun, looking inside with blinking eyes.

At this time, Lao Zhao has not closed his eyes, but his figure is upright, like a sculpture, moving under the seat.

Northern Xinjiang has changed very little in those few years, and few old comrades have not been out for a few years. Looking at the strange or strange scenery inside, I can't help but sigh with emotion.

Acquiring Heshen's last hit: "Besides a man's bust, what else have I seen?"

Old Zhao touched his brand new and straight military uniform and burst into tears. It was more precious to me than any other gift.

You never imagined that you would be fired upon completion of your internship period. In the end, within a few days, you would become the first train attendant on the low-speed train in northern Xinjiang. It was like a dream.

Meihua shook her head: "Two concepts, this is other people's, and that is ours!"

Cai Hongjun quickly laid my body down and took my pulse, which was not gone yet.

At this time, there are no professional border guards in Junken City, and only Zhao Ling'er is left as a voluntary border guard. It's not because his ideological level is sufficient, but because the whole generation is old and they have come such a long way. .

"Qianqian, what does he mean? Who is that man?"

But how could Zheng Lanzhi endure it? Is that a stab in the spine? It's just that no matter how you scold or beat you, Cao Guangjie is not willing to come. You really have a way out, so you can only stop and confess to Zhao Ling'er and Aunt Gan.

Aunts, some of you are full, but you don’t even have the military uniforms? You are also military warriors!

The rehabilitation center is not a place based on seniority. It is a renovated and renovated elderly family area of ​​​​the infrastructure company. In principle, only the elderly who do not have the infrastructure company can withdraw. Even Lao Zhao has not yet been admitted under exceptional circumstances.

Liu Banan said angrily: "Is it comfortable without your son's special plane? He has two at home."

Meihua patted the comfortable seat and said with emotion: "It's so comfortable."

Meihua and Aunt Gan, as representatives, came to Lao Zhao and Cai Hongjun to report the incident. Why are you convinced?

"Old Zhao, those guys didn't pay attention to the platoon. That's a bad sign."

Yang Yulin glanced at the man strangely. If he were of the opposite sex, you would just turn away and leave, but between the same sex, it is harassment. Then Yang Yulin showed a small smile:

"Brother Feng, can you also write Thaksin?"

Zhao Ling'er straightened up and glanced at the carriage:

"It's definitely not that slow! He looked inside the car window and could even see your door."

Outside the car in front, a group of old comrades were arguing in silence. Mainly because the speed displayed on the display screen behind the car made us feel incredible.

But Comrade Lao Zhao took the old comrades to get off the bus. We were the least qualified to be the first passengers.

Yu Laogui's wife is a rural man, and he knows every word. She has a mouth full of teeth. She is standing at the car door, looking inside and she just smiles.

Cai Hongjun and his gang recognized that Aunt Gan's voice was normal and ran over quickly. However, no matter how Aunt Gan shook, Lao Zhao still didn't move.

Aunt Gan in front of me chimed in, "How many years older are you than Lao Zhao? How different are you from Mei Hua? You are just in your early twenties."

Lao Zhao nodded: "Come back, I will celebrate your fortieth birthday when I come back."

Ye Wancheng glanced at Wei Quanyou's stooped waist. "At least you can stand up straight, can he?"

Wei Quanyou said disdainfully: "Why is he looking at the trees on both sides? Can he see clearly?"

Lao Zhao is an old revolutionary who has experienced ups and downs all his life. Wang Xiaomeng came over specially to attend my memorial service.

Liu Junken and Yang Geyong, who had planned to stay in the capital for a few days, also rushed back that day. It was possible for us to participate in such a small matter.

Although before the establishment of Junken City, I was no longer responsible for the main work due to capacity issues, but I did the things I should take care of better than anyone else.

The custom of the Chinese people is to bury the deceased for eight days, but the soldiers in the army simplified these matters. In order to wait for the king's success, he was allowed to rest for eight days.

Aunt Li Zhen stared at the window without saying anything. You were recalling how many times you ran down that road as a young man.

Ma Quanyi quarreled with me. In fact, I also accepted Lao Wei, but I just said that.

Everyone laughed, and Liu Qinghua sighed:

There was a chaotic response, including Cai Hongjun, Liu Qinghua and our successors.

"yes!"

Wang Lecheng shook his head: "I am just a participant. The one who has truly contributed the most to this city is Comrade Wu Tianming. It's a pity that he can no longer see all this."

I can't be careless about slapping me, but you came to my grandpa's funeral instead of slapping my whole family in the face. I can really bear that.

"Old Wei, when you get back, you will go patrolling the border with him." Wei Quanyou was very interested.

The low-speed train hurriedly entered the Junken Station. A group of people carried Lao Zhao onto the train. The birthday party turned into a memorial service. One of the founders of Junken City left his small home.

My son Zhao Dongfang has been in Junken City. Originally, the old man was planning to arrange the wedding between his grandson and Luo Xiaoxiao, but I left first.

Cao Guangjie smiled: "Old Wei, go back to the rehabilitation center. How thin has he become?"

Originally, Lao Zhao was sitting with Ye Qianqian, but Ye Qianqian hadn't gotten on the bus yet, and now I was the only one left.

The short eulogy summarized my life. All the attendees were in tears. Lao Zhao did not have two sons.

He looked up at Wang Lecheng and said, "You guys can pay homage to me later."

Carpenter Li is not popular and is often ostracized, but now that I have become a de facto in-law of the Ye family, Cai Hongjun naturally wants to protect me.

Ye Feng left Junken City after getting divorced and told Song Danning to just throw away my things.

Zhao Ling'er was naturally convinced and retorted with a glare: "You only herd sheep for the kids, but you also patrolled the border and raised the national flag!"

Because the incident happened suddenly, Ye Yuze had no way to come back. After all, there were so few children, so Cao Guangjie asked us to come back.

Ye Qianqian smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry. You are going to your son's house in the provincial capital today. If you can, attend his birthday party."

Ma Quanyi cursed angrily: "Don't take yourself too seriously, the earth will turn around if you leave it."

Ye Wancheng joked: "Carpenter Li's single eye is so powerful that he can see everything clearly."

"What's his name?"

"Is he still able to walk? Go patrolling the border." Wei Quanyou looked at him dismissively.

"You are walking or moving. I really want to walk with Old Wei every day."

"Not yet, Cao Guangjie quickly raises your hand."

There was also a trace of sadness in Amati's eyes, and he would never forget the old comrade who dedicated his life to northern Xinjiang.

Ye Feng didn't go home those days, he was always busy at his grandma's house. Before my grandfather passed away, my grandma's spirit had always been very bad. We had been together for a lifetime, and you just accepted it all at once.

"They are all used to being pampered. Just let others take care of you. You can just do the work yourself."

Luo Xiaoxiao, as the prospective grandson-in-law, has been with Zhao Dongfang. What surprised Xiaojiaxiao was that Song Danning, the grandson-in-law of Li, did not attend the funeral of her grandfather.

Old Wei shook his head firmly: "You can still do very little. If you leave, the child soldiers will have meat to eat. The rehabilitation center is like raising pigs, you are the one who goes there!"

Ye Qianqian touched Lao Zhao's arm: "Old Zhao, are you coming back today?"

Cao Guangjie shook her head: "Who is important? You will divorce Cao Guang soon!"

A young and handsome man suddenly stopped you and asked:

The man hesitated for a moment: "Does he know Ye Feng?"

It's just that Cai Hongjun is a pragmatic person who will open his eyes and tell lies. Explain:

Cao Guang scratched his head and laughed "haha". He pulled Yang Wei and walked forward.

The ending was a direct break, but as Liu Junken changed careers, the relationship between the two parties quickly reconciled. That time it was your parents who asked you to go back and have a look.

Yang Wei was not sitting with us, but he and Cao Guang were watching people driving low-speed trains. After watching for a while, Ye Feng looked at it with disdain:

I didn't have any great achievements in my life, but my footprints were left everywhere in the entire Fourth Division.

When the wedding started, Cao Guang returned home. Cao Guangjie handed me a divorce agreement. Ye Feng signed it without even reading it. Then the first two people went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce.

In front of you are Liu Junken and Cao Guangjie. Today we will follow the car back and go to the capital to visit Yang Geyong's parents. At that time, Cao Guangjie had not returned home for several years.

Old Zhao frowned: "The city he created with his own hands and feet will naturally have no privileges. Why is he so embarrassed to enjoy it?"

My son Zhao Yong has been serving in the army and is now a division leader. My wife and I also rushed back and took care of my father's affairs with my sister and brother-in-law.

"Don't be ridiculous. He's a grown-up kid and he doesn't do things right!"

Yang Wei nodded: "Of course you believe it. It depends on whether he has a chance to drive it, unless he buys one as a private car. It depends on whether he is allowed to occupy the railway."

Before my clothes were ruined, the train had not finished its return journey. The old comrades all had their backs straightened up, their military caps held under their right hands, and their expressions were serious, as if they were undergoing a review.

Today is my 40th birthday, and a carload of people are waiting to go back and wish me birthday.

But as soon as she walked up to Lao Zhao, Aunt Gan realized that something was right and shouted: "Lao Zhao!"

Wang Lecheng flew out of his home when he was more than ten years old and finally arrived at the funeral. Before the memorial service was completed, Lao Zhao was also buried outside the cemetery in Qianshan, and lined up in the first row with Wu Tianming.

Song Danning laughed warmly and told me, if you want this house, you can live in the dormitory. Ye Feng ignored me, turned around and left.

There was a burst of laughter outside the carriage. Li Carpenter's face was red and he looked at Cao Guangjie as if asking for help.

Although that matter was very strange, at that time, Xiaojia didn't even ask. Although Zhao Dengxuan had a complex mind, he was open-minded and did not care too little about that matter.

Old Zhao's sonorous and feeble voice sounded outside the carriage.

Zhao Dengxuan, on the other hand, cried and scolded Wang Lecheng, calling me a wolf-hearted person. Cao Guangjie didn't waste any nonsense. She went straight to the airport and flew the plane home herself.

"Order, everyone dress up and go home!"

Those gifts are souvenirs given by the Corps headquarters to the old comrades. There are also some ordinary things. They are not brand-new military uniforms, and there are no shoulder bags or water bottles. The military uniforms of the old comrades are too old, but we still wear them.

"Your name is Yang Yulin. I am very happy to serve you. Do you need anything?"

Liu Yifei next to her asked with a puzzled look.

Lao Zhao didn't speak the whole time, his eyes kept looking inside. Outside the entire train, I had the lowest position, and I was also the first batch of advance personnel to leave the station after the establishment of the Fourth Division. He is the oldest military reclamation soldier.

Yang Yulin, dressed in uniform, exhorted the old comrades in a pleasant voice, his face full of happiness.

The man shook his head: "If you have anything to do, just ask him, and let him go and get busy."

Cai Hongjun hit his head in frustration. How could he be so awake? If you pay a little more attention, you might be able to save someone.

Ye Qianqian turned her head and looked at the crowd in front of her, and some of them said:

"If there is a mistake, it is ours."

An hour ago, the train stopped smoothly in the provincial capital, but a small number of people didn't get on the train at all, and no tickets were sold on that train, but no one finished carrying gifts.

Yang Yulin nodded subconsciously: "I'm your little brother. Is it okay for him to find me? I'm just outside the car at the back. If you're okay, help him call me."

Liu Yifei glared at her best friend and was too lazy to pay attention to me.

Sitting next to me is Ye Qianqian, my former deputy teacher and my old partner for decades. However, because Ye Qianqian was not eligible to retire to the rehabilitation center, the two of us had not seen each other for a long time.

"The speed of the car cannot reach 350 kilometers per hour. It is just for the sake of danger, so it only drives up to 300 kilometers per hour."

Wang Xiaomeng nodded, and the group hurriedly walked out of the station, with Ma Rong and Zhao Dengxuan accompanying them.

Lao Zhao shook his head with concern: "Business about his business, you have also thought about it. It's just that the old guys have something to do. If you have to worry about it, let us go."

Does anyone like Qianqian? How should I arrange it for her?