Rebirth of the Flying Era

Under Lei Laoliu's command and control, the project progressed faster than Du Fei expected, and the cost was far less than the five hundred yuan budget.

When Lei Laoliu asked Du Fei how much it would cost, Du Fei had just made a fortune. In addition, he had just traveled through time and still had misunderstandings about prices, so he casually said five hundred yuan.

According to his request, it actually didn't cost so much money.

Even including the additional gold bricks and fireplace, the total cost would not reach 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 a magnificent effect are not used.

Otherwise, with Lei Laoliu's ability, he can arrange it properly for even five thousand yuan, not to mention five hundred yuan.

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

I secretly planned to buy a big yard after the reform, and let Lei Laoliu take care of it, so that I could show off Shi Lei's true ability.

In the afternoon, Du Fei returned to the unit. Before he entered the office, he was called by Xiao Zhang in the backyard, saying that Director Wang was calling for him.

Du Fei thought about it, it was probably because Chu Cheng was cheated.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the director's office, Director Wang had a smile on his face, pulled him to sit on the sofa next to his desk, patted his hand and said: "Xiao Du, thanks to you this time, otherwise Chu Cheng would have suffered a big loss. .”

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

"You kid!" Director Wang's smile became even stronger, and he patted Du Fei on the shoulder gently and gently: "Uncle Chu and I can rest assured that Chu Cheng has a good friend like you."

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

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

"Then you have to go! I heard what Chu Cheng said." Du Fei said: "Brother Daming is a talented person and he graduated from college. The bride will definitely go wrong! Aunt Wang, you will have a grandson next year."

Director Wang immediately beamed when he heard this.

The two chatted some more about their daily routine, and then Du Fei returned to the front yard, only to see the guard, Uncle Feng, taking a rare walk in the yard.

Du Fei smiled and leaned forward, handing a big front door: "Uncle Feng, take one."

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

Du Fei quickly struck a match and lit it, and said with a smile: "Uncle Feng, why are you free today?"

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

After saying that, he glanced at Du Fei again: "You are dishonest. Last time you said you would bring me a box of Chinese food. Are you using the front door to fool me?"

Du Fei chuckled without blushing: "Look what you said, a pack of Chinese is only 75 cents. It's not that I can't afford it, but I have to have a ticket!"

Uncle Feng curled his lips and said, "You can't buy tickets even if you have them."

As he spoke, he took out a pack of freshly opened Chinese cigarettes from his pocket, and dexterously popped one out and handed it over.

Du Fei was not polite and said with a smile: "It has to be you, you are so secretive! China has already caught it."

He ordered it for himself, took a sip, and tasted it carefully to see what the difference was between China in this era and later generations.

It's a pity that he, a smoker with two knives, is like a pig chewing peonies. He can't taste any difference for a long time. Anyway, it is easy to smoke.

Uncle Feng said: "It was given to me by my comrades. I don't usually smoke it. I just smoke one if I think of those old brothers. It's easy to smoke, but it's not very strong. It's not as good as dry cigarettes."

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

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

Du Fei said seriously: "Maybe it was mixed with other bloodlines. I don't know why it grows bigger and bigger."

But at this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly became furious!

He suddenly broke out of Zhu Ting's arms, the muscles all over his body bulged and tightened, all his claws popped out, and they were dug deep into the ground. He stared in the direction of Du Fei and Uncle Feng, and let out a shrill cry!

Zhu Ting was startled. She had never seen Xiaowu like this before. He showed his teeth and claws and screamed horribly. He was completely like a wild beast.

Du Fei felt fear in Xiao Wu's emotions.

"Du Fei, what's wrong with Xiao Wu?" Zhu Ting called worriedly.

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

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

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

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

Zhu Ting looked at Uncle Feng strangely. She couldn't think of anything in this janitor that Xiao Wu should be afraid of.

Uncle Feng smiled bitterly.

Du Fei comforted Xiaowu and said in admiration: "You are a real cow. It has been more than ten years and the murderous aura in your body has not disappeared."

Uncle Feng shook his head and said: "I joined the army in 1937. I was eighteen that year. I first fought against the RB Japanese. After winning in 1945, I started to fight against Chiang Kai-shek. In 1950, I went to the country to fight against the American emperor again! For sixteen years before and after, I I don’t know how many people I have killed, killed with guns, stabbed with bayonets, blown up with grenades... It is estimated that there are not a thousand but eight hundred people. This evil spirit has long melted into the bones and cannot be dissipated!"

Du Fei was silent for a while, while Zhu Ting looked shocked.

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

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

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

The flow of information at this time was far less convenient than that of later generations. Ordinary people’s impressions of the war more than ten years ago were the 38th Line, 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 about it?"

Uncle Feng asked back: "Want to hear it?"

Du Fei and Zhu Ting nodded at the same time.

But Uncle Feng shook his head and said: "I can't tell you. The one who attacked Changjin Lake was the Ninth Corps, and I am from the 39th Army."

Du Fei said: "Then tell me how we killed the US emperor's First Cavalry Division!"

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