Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 527 It's time to catch up with Liu Er Lengzi

  Du Fei held the agreement and thought about Hiroshi Nohara's various actions, and suddenly figured out why he didn't return to Japan after the war.

   Logically speaking, as Sumita's subordinate, it is very taboo to keep this agreement.

   is equivalent to grabbing Sumita Raishiro's braid in his hand, and taking a bite back at any time can ruin Sumita's reputation.

  According to Nohara Hiroshi's diary before, Du Fei felt that his relationship with Sumida Raishiro should be good.

   Now, it seems completely wrong.

   In other words, what happened in the middle caused a rift between the two, or even turned against each other.

   Hiroshi Nohara felt that his life was in danger, so he stayed in Huaxia.

   And clinging to this shameful agreement, I am afraid it is also to save his life.

  Unfortunately, this kind of thing fell into Du Fei's hands, but it was useless, and it was not as good as the more than 40,000 US dollars.

  Thinking of this, Du Fei pouted and threw it into the portable space.

   cleaned up the mess and went straight to the kang to sleep.

   This night, Du Fei slept very soundly.

   I thought about dreams every day, and had a dream of sleeping on bundles of dollars and gold bars.

   The next morning, when I opened my eyes, it was 7:40.

   Washed his face in a hurry, Du Fei hurried on his bicycle, and finally arrived at the work unit before eight o'clock.

   As soon as he arrived at the office, he was arrested as a strong man, and he went outside to print the propaganda slogans.

  Although the rain stopped at this time, the weather was still gloomy, as if the rain didn't fall through yesterday, and I wanted to prepare a second round.

   But this kind of weather has a benefit, at least it feels cooler.

   I spent the whole morning outside, and didn’t come back to change shifts until noon.

   Originally, Du Fei planned to go to Wang Dacheng at noon and ask Director Lu about his nephew.

   I went out all morning and was too lazy to move after lunch, so I'll just wait until tomorrow.

  Nothing to do in the afternoon.

   But the weather turned fine, the sky was like fire, and the rain that rained yesterday was evaporated to dryness in more than an hour.

  The steam was steaming, hot and sultry, just like entering a sauna, and my whole body was sticky.

  Du Fei was sitting in the office, a little fortunate that he went out in the morning.

   At this moment, outside the window, Zhou Peng stuck his tongue out, like a dead dog, and came back from the outside with a paint bucket.

   They went to the office in the afternoon, and this guy didn't escape.

   Seeing his unfortunate appearance, Du Fei suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of happiness.

   I can't help but feel that the key to happiness and unhappiness really lies in comparison!

   Wait until after get off work.

  Du Fei rode a car to Zhu Ting's unit.

   In this weather, even beautiful women are no exception.

  What is dripping with sweat, it is all a liar, and Zhu Ting came out of the unit with a bad taste.

   Even his hair was soaked with sweat.

  Du Fei went up to smell it, and immediately laughed. As a result, he was pinched several times while riding a bicycle.

   arrived at Zhu Ting's house.

  Zhu Ma came back first and was cutting watermelon in the kitchen.

   The big watermelon in Panggezhuang is big and watery. Unfortunately, it just rained yesterday, and the entrance did not feel that sweet.

   Du Fei is also welcome, he made two big pieces first, looking at the way he eats watermelon, he looks like a pig.

  While eating watermelon, Zhu Ting had already run to the bathroom to wash.

  Although Dad Zhu’s level is high enough, the living facilities at this time are still incomparable to later generations.

  There is no water heater in the small building. If you want to wash hot water, you have to go to the public bath in the courtyard.

   In this weather, it’s not too cold to take tap water directly, and at least dipped my body in water once, and I feel much more comfortable.

  Wait for Zhu Ting to come out.

  Zhu Ma then said, "Xiao Du, you wash away too. You're sweating all over your body, it's so uncomfortable."

   It can be seen that Zhu Ma really regards him as her son-in-law.

   And it came during the war years, so there is no such mess in life.

   Du Fei is even more disrespectful.

   Hearing what Zhu Ma said, he responded with a smile.

Zhu Ma went upstairs, and came back down after a while, holding a white hurdle vest and a pair of big pants, and said to Zhu Ting: "This is from your father the year before last, it's a little thin, haven't worn it yet, you go and give it to Zhu Ting. Xiaodu sent it."

  Zhu Ting blushed and made a soft "um".

   After waiting for a while, Du Fei finished washing and dressed.

   Zhu Ting is nothing, she already knew how good Du Fei's physique is.

   At the beginning, he hugged the cast iron fireplace and saved Chu Cheng's life. Not to mention that they have had more in-depth contact recently.

   But Zhu Ma never saw it.

   Before, I only saw Du Fei wearing half sleeves, and his exposed forearm looked very strong.

   But today, Du Fei put on Papa Zhu's vest.

   He is taller than Dad Zhu, so he looks quite thin, but in fact he is not thin at all.

   Put on the hurdle vest, and the muscles of both arms, shoulders and chest are exposed, and the vest is a little tight, which makes it more eye-catching.

Zhu Ma was stunned for a moment, but she was a visitor, so she wasn't shy, she smiled and patted Du Fei's arm: "Xiao Du~ How did you get your tendons? Quickly catch up with the original Liu. Two fools."

  Du Fei didn't know who Liu Erleng was, but from what Zhu Ma said, it should not be an ordinary person.

   Zhu Ting was greatly surprised: "Mom, you said Uncle Liu? Just his belly..."

   said with a gesture, which is more exaggerated than that of a pregnant woman.

   Zhu Ma smiled and said, "Don't look at him like this now, but a serious Shaolin disciple, when he arrived in northern Shaanxi, he was a martial artist... Let me tell you this, with a bayonet in front of him, he picked three devils by himself."

   Du Fei was also taken aback, but don't think it's not an exaggeration to use one enemy to three.

  Because of the lack of resources in the country, the Japanese devils are also short of ammunition during wars, so they pay special attention to bayonets.

  Many devils have been practicing bayonet since they were in elementary school.

   On the battlefield, the three formed a team, one headed the main attack, and the two covered the flanks, often winning more with less.

   In the face of the country j, it played 1 to 3, and the casualties of 1 to 4 were normal.

   And the Liu Er idiot in Zhu Ma's mouth is indeed quite powerful.

   But looking at Zhu Ting's meaning, this one is completely fat now.

  I used to practice martial arts, exercise a lot, and eat a lot.

   I guess I don’t practice much now, but my appetite is still the same, so it’s no wonder I’m not fat.

   After eating, Du Fei rode his bike home.

   It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at the courtyard.

   was carrying the car, and as soon as he entered the hospital, he saw Liu Kuangtian come out from the inside with a gloomy face.

   As if someone owed him money, he rushed out of the gate when he saw Du Fei as if he didn't.

  Du Fei glanced back, wondering who he was angry with.

   Is it the second uncle again?

   But since he became the workshop director and the deputy chief of the picket team, the second uncle seems to have changed his temper and hasn't beaten children for a while.

  Du Fei thought about it for a while, didn't bother to pay attention to it, and pushed the car to go inside.

   Entered the middle court.

   Another large group of people were enjoying the shade in the courtyard, and after a while of greeting, they returned to the backyard.

   As soon as he came in, he saw Xu Daimao squatting in front of their house smoking a cigarette.

  A dozen cigarette butts have been thrown on the ground, it seems that the time is not short.

  Du Fei parked his bicycle and asked, "Brother Mao, why didn't you sit in the middle school?"

  Xu Daimao raised his head and smiled reluctantly: "Brother, I just came back~ There is trouble over there."

  Du Fei saw him like this, and guessed that there might be something wrong, and simply called out: "Stop smoking, come home for a cup of tea?"

  Xu Daimao lost his cigarette **** and just wanted to get up.

   But at this time, a man in his fifties suddenly walked in from outside, and when he saw Xu Daimao, he immediately called out "Uncle".

   Xu Daimao said in surprise: "Uncle Quan, why are you here?"

   The man replied, "My eldest brother and sister-in-law asked me to come over and ask you to come over."

   This person is obviously a slave of the Lou family, but this is not popular now. In order to hide people's eyes and ears, the name has been changed.

   Xu Daimao didn't wait to speak, the door behind him opened, Lou Xiao'e hurriedly asked, "Uncle Quan, what happened again?"

   "Big..." Uncle Quan wanted to call the eldest miss, but immediately changed his tone and said, "Xiao'e, it's okay, eldest brother told you to wait at home, Daimao will be back in a while."

   Lou Xiao'e could only nod her head.

  Xu Daimao said hello to Du Fei and hurriedly left with Uncle Quan.

   Du Fei looked at this posture, and it was not difficult to guess what was going on in the Lou family.

   But it shouldn't be a big problem for the time being, at least Uncle Quan is still in a hurry, and there is no chaotic proportions.

   Xu Daimao wanted to say something to Du Fei, but he could only do it.

  Du Fei went home.

   As soon as I opened the door, I saw Xiao Wu, who was lying at the door with four legs stretched out. If there was a pool of blood on the corner of his mouth, it would be the scene of a proper tragedy.

   On a hot day, lying on the floor tiles is indeed a good way to cool off.

   Hearing the door opening, Xiao Wu raised his head lazily.

   Seeing that it was Du Fei, he didn't shake it, closed his eyes, and then dozed off.

  Du Fei changed his shoes and walked directly over Xiao Wu.

   habitually turn on the radio.

   Tuned a few channels and found one that played the radio drama "Little Soldier Zhang Ga".

  Although I already knew the plot, it would be good to hear the news there.

   And because there are no pictures in the radio drama, a lot of narration is added, which can be regarded as a second creation.

   All the way back from the princess grave ride, not only sweating again, but also feeling dry in the mouth.

   Originally wanted to ask Xu Daimao to have a cup of tea.

   Now that he didn't come, Du Fei didn't bother to boil water again, so he simply took out a bottle of soda to quench his thirst.

   But to be honest, drinking soda is really not drinking tea to quench your thirst.

   Drinking soda is refreshing, even if it is iced, take a big sip, drink half a bottle, and it will be gone in two or three sips.

   I was comfortable at the time, but I was thirsty again after a while.

   But it’s cool to be cool for a while.

  Du Fei drank a bottle of soda, heaved a sigh of relief, and then went to the yard to fetch water to wash.

   I washed it at Zhu Ting's house before, but I was eating and riding a bike again, and I was sweating twice, and I couldn't sleep without washing.

   Who knew that as soon as the door was opened, Qin Jingrou was found embarrassed and walked around in the courtyard.

   Looking at the meaning, he seemed to want to come to him but hesitated.

   Qin Jingrou didn't expect Du Fei to come out. She was taken aback and lowered her head quickly, calling out "Brother Du Fei" like a mosquito.

  Du Fei thought for a while and then asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

   He has no grudge against Qin Jingrou.

  Although they clearly refused and the two no longer have a relationship between men and women, Qin Jingrou is still Qin Huairou's cousin.

   is Du Fei's half-laden sister-in-law. If there is anything, you have to ask.

   (end of this chapter)