Marshal's Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

Although it is still a holiday time, with the end of the Star Day celebrations, Yetian Imperial Mecha Research Institute has also arrived at the time to accept the holiday.But what is strange is that Duan Hengye didn't rush back to work as soon as he used to.

On the contrary, just after Su Mingge returned to the courtyard, he received a message from Duan Hengye.Duan Hengye told Su Mingge that something happened to him and he would delay returning to the research institute for one to two days.

Duan Hengye is not a person who will be absent from work for no reason. After receiving the news, although Su Mingge was puzzled, he temporarily took over the work in the courtyard.But after hearing this later, the staff of the research institute couldn't help but speculate one after another—what happened to Duan Hengye?

Little did they know that it wasn't just Duan Hengye, even Meng Jinhuai, who was called an "interstellar model worker", temporarily handed over the work at hand to the two generals.

Only a few people in the entire interstellar world know that on this day, a very special guest was welcomed in the Marshal's Mansion on the Southern Zhuxing.

At ten o'clock in the morning of Southern Zhuxing standard time, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai were already waiting in a tea room in the residential area of ​​the Marshal's Mansion.As time passed, in order to suppress the tension in my heart that was hard to ignore.After Duan Hengye sat for a long time, he suddenly couldn't help fiddling with the tea set on the table.

With many years of practice in the previous life, even though he has changed his shell now, Duan Hengye's movements are still as smooth as walking clouds.And after seeing Duan Hengye's actions, Meng Jinhuai's eyes also showed a bit of appreciation.

Just when Duan Hengye finished brewing the tea and poured it into the cup, the door of this tea room finally opened.

An old man in a gray jacket and on crutches stood in the doorway.As the door opened, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai also stood up from the sofa together, and walked to the door to greet him.

The person here is no stranger, he is the retired old reporter who appeared on the Flying Star a while ago.

"Old Yan, I'm sorry for calling you all the way here." After Meng Jinhuai walked over, he said apologetically while shaking hands with him.

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Mr. Yan shook his head while laughing and said, "There is nothing to be sorry about. It is my honor that Marshal invited me to the military headquarters." After finishing speaking, Duan Hengye also He went up to shake hands with Yan Lao and said, "Good morning, please sit down first."

"Okay, thank you Professor Duan." The old man sat on the sofa at the invitation of Duan Hengye.After seeing the tea that had been brewed on the table, he raised his head and glanced at Duan Hengye in surprise, and then asked, "Is this tea made by Professor Duan?"

Duan Hengye was stunned for a moment after being asked, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Mr. Yan slowly picked up the teacup, then took a sip and said, "It tastes good. I remember... when Professor Duan was very young, the research institute held a display of active mechs. At that time, I was honored to be the The reporter went to report, and was invited by your parents to chat for a while." When he spoke, he was smiling, his head raised slightly, and he seemed to be caught in the memories of the past.

Speaking of which, Mr. Yan is obviously just recalling a very ordinary episode of the past, but after hearing what he said, Duan Hengye became nervous again.

Sure enough, Mr. Yan continued: "At that time, you also came out to make tea. I didn't expect that after so many years, Professor Duan, who has been busy with work, has not forgotten the old tea art." The matter of Duan Hengye making tea for himself was recorded by Yan Lao.

Although Duan Hengye had already realized something about the badge on Tixuan, but when he heard Elder Yan talking about "his" childhood, his heart still sank involuntarily. .However, due to a little psychological preparation, Duan Hengye's expression still didn't change much when he heard Elder Yan suddenly mentioning this matter.

He nodded to Old Yan, and then said calmly: "Yes, although I haven't forgotten, I haven't practiced for a long time."

However, even the slightest emotional changes in Duan Hengye's body could not escape Meng Jinhuai's eyes.

After seeing this scene, Meng Jinhuai immediately brought the topic back. "Mr. Yan, to be honest, this time we suddenly invited you to the southern stars, and we want to ask you something." Meng Jinhuai's expression was a little serious, and after seeing his appearance, Mr. Yan also immediately sat down. He straightened his body, and then listened carefully to Meng Jinhuai's words.

After all, he has been a reporter all his life, and Mr. Yan is a very smart person who knows how to read words and expressions.Meng Jinhuai did not directly clarify their purpose of inviting Mr. Yan to the Southern Zhuxing this time, but after hearing a few simple words from the Marshal, he vaguely guessed the other party's purpose.

After Meng Jinhuai's voice fell, Mr. Yan took a sip of tea, and then slowly leaned on the back of the sofa.He was silent for a while, as if thinking.When the hot tea on the table was already a little warm, Old Yan finally said slowly: "Thinking about it carefully, the time I have known the old marshal, Jin Huai's father, should be the longest... "

Elder Yan glanced at Meng Jinhuai, and then continued: "When I met him, I was already a war correspondent, but the old marshal had just entered the army. At that time, he hid his identity and background, just like all soldiers. Charge forward." Just like the royal family, in the book "Dumping Interstellar", the Southern Zhuxing is also passed down from generation to generation by a large family.

It was different from Meng Jinhuai who had been exposed to everyone since he was a child and inherited the military department at a young age.His father had been practicing in the military under a pseudonym in the early years, without revealing his real identity.

"...But because of his outstanding mental strength and his repeated military exploits, I still chose him to interview among all the soldiers." Speaking of this, Old Yan also showed a proud look on his face.After all, as a reporter, being able to discover and interview someone who will influence StarCraft when he is still young is indeed something to be proud of for a lifetime.

During the conversation, Duan Hengye couldn't help casting his eyes on Meng Jinhuai.At this time, Meng Jinhuai's expression was very serious. When Yan Lao was speaking, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a shallow arc.Although Duan Hengye crossed over halfway, he had also heard something about the old marshal.For example, he knew from Yu Xinlan that Meng Jinhuai's father was a very serious person, and he treated his only son very harshly.

In fact, it is not difficult to imagine that Meng Jinhuai may have never had a good communication with the old marshal during his brief ten years with the old marshal.After all, before Meng Jinhuai could understand the age of the old marshal, he had already disappeared from his son's life because of the war...

Now suddenly hearing someone mention a young father whom he had never met before, Meng Jinhuai's eyes softened involuntarily.

Speaking of this, Mr. Yan suddenly smiled and turned to Duan Hengye and said: "Oh, by the way, Professor Duan's parents and I met at the Mecha Research Knowledge Contest. At that time, they were only students. young now."

Hearing this, Duan Hengye also remembered the first time Yan Lao met him, the other party said that he looked more like his mother.

After finishing what he said just now, Elder Yan looked at Meng Jinhuai again, and then continued to recall: "Later, I often reported some news about the military department in those years, so I often had contact with the father of the Marshal. A while...it was almost when he was about to marry your mother, and I only found out about his identity a little earlier than StarCraft during an event of the Imperial Youth Symposium."

"Oh, that's right!" The old man suddenly raised his tone, and then happily patted his knee with his palm. He smiled and said to Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai: "It's also very fateful! It was also that event, we Only then did I realize that the four young people I admired all the time—that is, your parents—have known each other for a long time and are still good friends.”

As an excellent reporter who has read countless people, Mr. Yan has always been very satisfied with his ability to recognize talents with his eyesight.So when he recalled the young man he was optimistic about before, he became very excited.This beautiful memory made Mr. Yan excited, but unlike his slightly excited appearance after he fell into the memory, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai fell silent together after looking at each other involuntarily.

Duan Hengye is fine, after all, he still lacks many memories of his boyhood.

But Meng Jinhuai was different.

Marshal's memory has always been very good, but no matter how he recalled, he couldn't find any memory in his mind that his parents and Duan Hengye's parents had known each other for a long time.He has always known that Mr. Yan is acquainted with himself and Duan Hengye's parents respectively.But he didn't know that there was a relationship of "friends" between his parents.

Logically speaking, as a high-ranking officer of the Imperial Army and a top researcher of the research institute, it is strange that they do not know each other.But before today, Meng Jinhuai never knew that his parents and Duan Hengye's parents had known each other so early.

People in the interstellar era have a very long lifespan, unlike Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai who became famous at a young age. By the time their parents really have their names on interstellar, it will be in their 50s and [-]s.Logically speaking.They should have known each other at that age.

And Yan Lao's words pushed the time forward one step further - and pushed it directly to the time when the old Marshal went incognito.

Seeing that Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai did not respond for a long time, Mr. Yan also realized that something was wrong.He sat up straight again, then glanced at Meng Jinhuai and said solemnly: "Master Marshal, do you have any doubts about what I just said?"

Old Yan was Meng Jinhuai's old friend, and after hearing the other party's question, Marshal did not beat around the bush.He directly asked the other party: "Can you continue to tell the story between my parents and Ah Heng's parents?"

Hearing this, Elder Yan nodded silently, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "I didn't ask about the specifics, but I heard...they seem to know each other from a mecha research activity. At that time, the empire was at its most chaotic. Although the royal family kept a low profile, their hidden strength was greater than it is now. Young people like your parents, although they had not reached the upper echelons of the empire at that time, they were already able to vaguely It feels like the wind is turning a little bit. So although they look peaceful, there is a kind of passion in their hearts that people of your generation can't understand."

Recently, Duan Hengye took advantage of his spare time to make up lessons on the history of the empire.So now he knows that in his parents' generation, although the internal and external troubles of the empire were more serious than now, because the military and other forces have not fully risen, the scope of control of the royal family is actually larger than it is now.

Duan Hengye has almost no memory of the original owner's parents, but Meng Jinhuai is different.In his impression, parents always seem to be indifferent and alienated. Today is the first time he heard someone use the word "hot blood" to describe his parents.

"They hit it off very well, and their relationship has been good since then..." In those years when they were unknown, the stories of Duan Hengye's father's generation were not recorded by Xingwang.Because too much time has passed, Old Yan's memory is also a little fuzzy.However, this morning, while sipping tea, he slowly told Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai the stories of those young people who had passed away.

Listening, Duan Hengye slowly bent down.He put his hands on his knees involuntarily, and then propped his chin to look at Old Yan.From Mr. Yan's sporadic and intermittent memories, Duan Hengye probably sketched out a complete story in his mind.

In the early years, the little-known teenagers became friends because of their common aspirations, but as their strength gradually increased—especially after Meng Jinhuai's father became a marshal.They began to be suspected and suspected by the empire, and in order not to affect each other, the young people who used to be close friends also gradually began to avoid suspicion after their achievements.After all, they all knew that both the research institute and Nan Zhuxing had been under the surveillance of the royal family.

Duan Hengye can understand this approach, after all, the relationship between the military department and the Mecha Research Institute is too special.As a royal family that still has some rights, they will definitely pay special attention to the relationship between the two parties.It is conceivable that if it weren't for the fact that he was an undercover agent who had been brainwashed and controlled for many years, the royal family would not have easily allowed himself to marry Meng Jinhuai.

In fact, although decades have passed, the marriage between the original owner and Meng Jinhuai is still a symbol of the royal family's monitoring of the military.If it weren't for Duan Hengye's "variable", what they did was really successful...

Let's go back to the past, because the two parties deliberately avoided suspicion since they gradually reached the top of the pyramid of the empire.Later, except for people like Yan Lao who had known them in the early years, and the royal family who had been paying attention to these things, almost no one knew that the senior officials of the research institute and the Marshal's Mansion were old friends.

……

Speaking of this, Old Yan's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.He took a long puff of cigarette, then glanced at Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai, and finally asked as if he understood something: "Don't tell me, you don't know either?"

Meng Jinhuai did not speak, but nodded quietly, and after a while he said to Yan Lao: "I don't know that they have known each other in private, and they are still good friends."

Although it can be seen from Meng Jinhuai's reaction in the conversation just now, he does know very little about his father's generation.But after hearing Meng Jinhuai directly say that he didn't even know that they had known each other in private, Mr. Yan still showed an unbelievable expression.Then he turned around and glanced at Duan Hengye.

Although there is no memory of childhood, from Meng Jinhuai's reaction, Duan Hengye can probably imagine that his parents should have never mentioned the relationship between them.So under the watchful eyes of Old Yan, Duan Hengye also nodded silently...

In the process of reminiscing, Mr. Yan had already smoked more than a dozen cigarettes without knowing it.Although the ventilation in this tea room is very good, after a while, there is still a lingering smell of smoke in the room.

Mr. Yan shook his head slowly and said: "The relationship between them was really good in the early years. Although I always knew that they were deliberately acting strange in front of the outside world for the development of the military department and the research institute. But they really I never thought that they would not even tell their children..."

Probably because of getting older, after sighing this sentence, Elder Yan couldn't help but chatted with Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai about a few small things when their parents got along with each other.Although those things are of no help to the ongoing investigation, it can be seen from it that the relationship between them is indeed as good as Yan Lao said.

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After lunch, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai saw off Old Yan.Although Yan Lao's clue was basically over, they did not continue to work in the afternoon, but returned to the tea room in the morning.

After Meng Jinhuai sat down, he was silent for a while, and then said directly to Duan Hengye: "I think the accident in the research institute may no longer be called an 'accident'."

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye nodded silently.

Although Meng Jinhuai didn't say anything, after listening to what Mr. Yan said in the morning, he could already guess that, while no longer in contact on the surface, the private cooperation between the research institute and the military department should be deeper than what he knew before.As for not telling themselves and Meng Jinhuai about these things, they were probably worried that if the children were involved, it would bring unnecessary trouble to their future.

At this time, Hengye picked up the teacup made of sapphire on the table, and while subconsciously playing with the teacup in his hand, he said to Meng Jinhuai: "After I return to the research institute, I will carefully check the previous experimental records... As long as the information is not completely destroyed, even if there are only a few traces left, I will restore them."

Although the "recovering data" in Duan Hengye's talk was simple, Meng Jinhuai knew how difficult this task was.But looking around, perhaps only the person in front of him can do such a thing.

"Thank you, Ah Heng." Meng Jinhuai said.

Perhaps it was because of listening to Yan Lao telling the story for a long time this morning, Meng Jinhuai's demeanor was unexpectedly gentle, Duan Hengye felt a little embarrassed when he heard him say that.But before he could continue to say anything, Meng Jinhuai spoke again: "By the way, Ah Heng, do you still remember what happened on the day when the accident happened?"

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye couldn't help being stunned.Except for the memory of the "badge", he hardly has any memories before the accident.So after hearing Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye shook his head reflexively.

But at this moment, Duan Hengye suddenly felt a fragmentary picture suddenly appear in a part of his brain that was originally blank.

Duan Hengye suddenly recalled what happened back then!Even if it's just a slightly blurry picture.

Meng Jinhuai saw that Duan Hengye, who was shaking his head gently, suddenly opened his eyes wide. His hand stretched subconsciously, and the teacup he was holding in his palm also fell to the ground, and then hit the floor, shattering into countless pieces. piece.

But the sound of the glass breaking didn't attract Duan Hengye's attention, and Duan Hengye began to say slowly to himself: "Their office is not in the research institute building, but separate. My little one Sometimes, I stay in the peripheral part of the office almost every day. Sometimes I study by myself, and sometimes they will come to answer some questions about mechas for me." Duan Hengye said, his eyes slowly moved squinted.His expression involuntarily took on a bit of pain, as if he was exhausting his memory.

Meng Jinhuai wanted to interrupt Duan Hengye, but the other party shook his head as if he knew what he wanted to do.

Duan Hengye continued: "That day...as usual, I was reading a book, and then there was a loud noise not far away. Then I saw a burst of blue light from their office, and then half of the wall was covered. It melted—a mech suddenly lost control and started attacking the house. That was the last picture I saw before I fell into a coma..." Speaking of this, Duan Hengye couldn't help stretching out his hand and pressing heavily on his temple.

I don't know if it has something to do with the recovery of this memory, Duan Hengye felt a sharp pain in his temple.He couldn't help but shook his head vigorously, then raised his head and said to Meng Jinhuai: "...I can only recall so much."

Just as Duan Hengye finished speaking, the sofa next to him suddenly sank.Before Duan Hengye could react, he fell into a familiar embrace.Meng Jinhuai hugged Duan Hengye gently in his arms, then lowered his voice, and whispered to Duan Hengye in a tone that seemed to be telling a bedtime story: "Okay, don't think about it. You trust me ?"

Although he didn't know why Meng Jinhuai suddenly asked, Duan Hengye nodded slightly.

"Well, as long as you give me time, I will find the answer." Meng Jinhuai promised, and then he stretched out his hand and slowly put a lock of Duan Hengye's hair behind his ear.The marshal said: "If you don't want to remember things, just forget them completely."