Siheyuan: Since 51

Brigade commander's home.

under the tree.

The brigade commander was lying in a rocking chair, holding a cigarette holder in his left hand, a folding fan on his belly, and holding a copy of "Comrades" in his right hand, reading it very seriously.

Looking at the wooden table next to it, there are a silver cigarette case and a lighter stacked on the corner of the table, and an enamel teacup with mist floating around.

Lin Zhiyuan hummed a tune and walked leisurely to the gate of the courtyard.

Get out of the car and knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

Just after three knocks, the gate was knocked open.

Lin Zhiyuan carried his bicycle, strode in, and shouted something.

"Uncle Chen, Auntie... I'm here."

"Why are you shouting? Just come if you want to. Do I have to go and greet you?"

Hearing the brigade commander's voice, Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, picked up his bicycle, put on his backpack, closed the gate, and walked over.

"Hey, Uncle Chen, why are you alone today?"

"Your aunt is visiting with her children, and Kenong has something to do."

After replying, the brigade commander handed over the cigarette holder and said, "Clean it."

Lin Zhiyuan took the cigarette holder and cleaned the cigarette butt.

"Oh, I brought some candy for little Chen Jin. What a shame, what a shame."

The brigade commander couldn't help but chuckle, "If the second brother heard this, he would be sad. He has been thinking about you all the time."

"Oh, little Chen Jian is not as cute as little Chen Jin."

"That's true."

……

After a few pleasantries, the brigade commander patted his "Comrade" and asked with a frown.

"What's going on? I've read half of it, but I haven't appeared yet?"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned, then confused.

"Look at what you said, when a big shot appears, there must be some foreshadowing."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Wait a minute, Uncle Chen, the new book has been published? How come I didn't know about it?"

The brigade commander clicked his tongue and made a joke.

"Oh my, Shi Hui is such a popular girl, shouldn't the publishing house handle the case urgently?"

Lin Zhiyuan calmed himself down and didn't think too much about it.

I cleaned the cigarette holder and was about to put it down, when I looked down and saw inadvertently: Life is like smoke.

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Uncle Chen, have you changed them all back?"

The brigade commander smiled brightly and winked, "Guess?"

Guess what?

Lin Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, grabbed his shoulder bag, took out a thermos cup from it, and prepared to make tea.

I unscrewed the lid of the cup, squeezed out the filter, fished out the tea box from under the table, grabbed a handful, and threw it in...

The brigade commander closed the book, turned his head and glanced at it with interest.

"The cup is nice. You are willing to spend money on it. Come, let me take a look first."

In my previous life, I heard that drinking water from a silver cup was good for you, and that it could soften and purify the water.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't understand either, so he went to ask Ren Xiangsong for advice. After getting a positive answer, he started the work decisively.

I thought it would be simple, but who would have thought, the other parts were easy but the sealing ring was a problem.

I wanted to look for silicone, but when Wang Quanyou found out, he reminded me that cowhide would be fine.

After trying it out, the effect was perfect, and just like that, the thermos cup was born.

Look at the two sentences embossed on the shell: Water is soft, but it can wear away stone; man is strong, but he can move mountains.

The brigade commander smiled even more, "Interesting."

Turning over the bottom of the cup, you will see a seal of "Shihui" on it.

"Hey, is it signed?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "Of course not. If you insist on using them, when you are over a hundred years old, these items will be treasures. If you are willing to give them to a museum for people to appreciate, I will become famous."

"Hahaha."

The brigade commander laughed a few times and said, "He's still over a hundred years old. It's rare for a person to live to seventy. I don't dare to hope for that."

Lin Zhiyuan seemed to be joking, "Of course I can. With me here, I can't afford to lose face if you don't make a hundred."

"Stop talking nonsense, you act like you're a miracle doctor."

The brigade commander didn't think much about it, just laughed and scolded, then turned to look forward to saying: "Now that you put it that way, I really want to see what the next century will be like."

After saying this, he paused for a moment and then asked with great interest, "Do you think we will be revived by then?"

"That's inevitable."

Lin Zhiyuan was very sure, his lips slightly curved, and he looked up to the sky.

"We have been the father since ancient times. It was only a few years ago that a prodigal woman appeared. Revival is inevitable and necessary."

The brigade commander grinned and gestured with his hand, "Go on. I like to hear you brag."

"Why is it blowing?"

Lin Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched, and his tone was full of confidence.

"Looking at the world, no matter how many ups and downs there are, this is the only family that has survived to this day. The pride in our bones won't allow us to be lonely for too long."

The brigade commander still smiled, "Go on, say the musts, say the musts."

"As I said just now, we have always been the father, no matter whether it is the Russian bear or the United States, we are not like Europe, which is torn apart and completely defeated. They are worried about us."

The brigade commander tapped the armrests a few times and gave a reminder.

"It's fine if it's the United States, but Big Brother, you are exaggerating."

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips and sneered.

"We treat him as a brother, and he wants us to be his sons, what do you think will happen?"

The brigade commander was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he laughed heartily and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a hawk."

"No way, this is not my fault."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and spread his hands.

"Who were the ones who made us stand up? Who were the ones who fought 1v17 and beat the others to the ground? Tell me, if I kneel down again, will I still be a human being?"

The brigade commander picked up the cigarette holder and put a cigarette in it.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan quickly ordered it.

After taking a few puffs of his cigarette, the brigade commander asked again.

"Go on. I want to hear what you mean by revival."

Lin Zhiyuan looked determined, "Let's eat at the table, and no one dares to speak loudly to us anymore."

……

The brigade commander kept shouting "continue", and Lin Zhiyuan's strong and firm sense of national pride, which came from his heart, was fully displayed.

After chatting for nearly an hour, the afterglow gradually faded.

The brigade commander suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you cook?"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded subconsciously, "Yes."

The brigade commander waved his hand and said, "Your aunt came back late, and originally planned to go to Kenong's house for dinner. It's just right, you go and cook two dishes, and we can have a few drinks and give you a lesson."

Lin Zhiyuan had no objection and said, "Okay."

Half an hour later, the two sat opposite each other at a square table in the yard and started drinking.

The wine is very ordinary, just regular Fenjiu, and the food is also average, just home-cooked meals.

Drinking is for the atmosphere, and class is the main thing.

Lin Zhiyuan speaks less and listens more.

The brigade commander gave examples, breaking them down and crumpling them, very meticulously analyzing the overall situation, people's hearts, and taking advantage of the situation...

We drank slowly, chatted slowly, and before we knew it, each of us had finished half a pound of wine.

After class, Lin Zhiyuan helped clean up the yard before preparing to leave.

The brigade commander walked Lin Zhiyuan to the door and patted him on the shoulder.

"After a few years of settling down and growing up, I will take you to see the world."

"it is good!"

Nodding, Lin Zhiyuan waved goodbye, "Uncle Chen, go back and have a rest!"

The night was dark and the bicycle was struggling forward.

The next day, in the morning.

The Party Committee meeting was lukewarm, with only a few arguments.

Tang Wenqiang did something big, catching everyone, including Lin Zhiyuan, off guard.