Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 68 The Story of Uncle Feng

  Under the command and dispatch of Lei Laoliu, the progress of the project was faster than Du Fei expected, and the cost was far from reaching the budget of 500 yuan.

   When Lei Laoliu asked Du Fei how much it would cost, Du Fei had just made a fortune, and he had just crossed over and still had misunderstandings about the price, so he casually said 500 yuan.

  According to his request, he actually did it, but it didn't cost so much money at all.

   Even with the extra gold bricks and fireplace, the total cost was less than five hundred bucks.

   Actually, 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 burn money, can show the class and style, and show the magnificent effect are not used.

  Otherwise, with the ability of Lei Laoliu, let alone five hundred yuan, it is five thousand yuan, and he can arrange it properly.

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

   I secretly planned to buy a large yard after it was re-opened, and let Lei Laoliu take care of it and bring out the true skills of the style Lei.

   In the afternoon, Du Fei returned to his work unit. Before entering the office, he was called by Xiao Zhang in the backyard, saying that Director Wang called him by name.

  Du Fei thought about it, most likely it was the incident where Chu Cheng was trapped.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the director's office, Director Wang smiled, pulled him to sit on the sofa beside the desk, patted his hand and said, "Xiao Du, thanks to you this time, or Chu Cheng will have to get into trouble. ."

  Du Fei smiled and said, "Aunt Wang, I just wanted to wake up. Besides, you and Uncle Chu are both sharp-eyed. Even if you don't talk too much, you'll find out sooner or later."

   "You kid!" Director Wang smiled even more and patted Du Fei on the shoulder, "Chu Cheng has a good friend like you, I and Uncle Chu are all at ease."

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

   Director Wang said again: "By the way, next month, your brother Daming gets married, you have to come home to help."

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

   Director Wang immediately smiled when he heard this.

  The two of them talked about some homely things again. Du Fei returned to the front yard, but he saw the doorman, Uncle Feng, walking in the yard rarely.

  Du Fei smiled and leaned forward, handing over a large front door: "Master Feng, bring one."

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

  Du Fei hurriedly struck a match and said with a smile, "Master Feng, why are you free today?"

   Uncle Feng said casually: "Be active, old arms and old legs, if you don't move, they will rust."

   After he finished speaking, he glanced at Du Fei again: "You kid is not sincere, and last time you said to bring me a box of Zhonghua, wouldn't you still use the big front door to fool me?"

  Du Fei smiled and didn't blush: "Look at what you said, a pack of Zhonghua is only seventy-five cents. It's not that I can't afford it, but I have to have a ticket!"

   Uncle Feng pouted and said, "You can't buy a ticket if you have one."

   As he said that, he took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes that had just been opened from his pocket, and dexterously popped one out of his fingers and handed it over.

  Du Fei was not polite, he smiled and said: "It's still you, it's hidden! China has all drawn."

   said that he ordered it for himself, took a sip, and tasted it carefully. What is the difference between China in this era and later generations.

  It's a pity that the smokers of his two knives are like pigs chewing peony. They haven't tasted anything different for a long time. Anyway, they are easy to smoke.

   Uncle Feng said: "It's given by my comrades. I don't usually smoke it. I want to smoke one of those old brothers. This thing is 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 Xiaowu in his arms, and found Du Fei chatting with Uncle Feng, and came over too.

   Uncle Feng glanced at Xiao Wu and said lightly, "It's not unusual for you to raise this beast."

  Du Fei said solemnly: "Probably hybridized with other bloodlines, I don't know why it grew bigger and bigger?"

   But at this time, Xiao Wu suddenly exploded!

   violently broke free from Zhu Ting's arms, the muscles all over his body bulged and tense, his claws popped out, clasped deep into the ground, stared in the direction of Du Fei and Uncle Feng, and let out a shrill cry!

  Zhu Ting was startled, she had never seen Xiao Wu look like this, with his teeth and claws and his terrifying screams, he was completely a beast.

   Du Fei felt fear from Xiao Wu's emotions.

   "Du Fei, what's wrong with Xiaowu?" Zhu Ting cried worriedly.

   Du Fei glanced at Uncle Feng, signaled to Zhu Ting that it was okay, walked over slowly, and hugged Xiao Wu.

  Although Xiao Wu put away his fighting stance the moment he was picked up by Du Fei, he was still very vigilant, staring at Uncle Feng alertly.

   As if that was not a person, but a mandrill evil spirit walking in the deep mountains!

  Du Fei patted Xiao Wu and said to Zhu Ting, "It's okay, it was frightened."

  Zhu Ting looked at Uncle Feng strangely, and couldn't think of anything in this uncle janitor to be afraid of Xiaowu.

   Uncle Feng smiled wryly.

  Du Fei appeased Xiao Wu and said with admiration: "You are a real bull. It has been more than ten years, and the murderous aura on your body has not dissipated."

Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "I joined the army in 1937, when I was 18, I fought against RB devils first. In 1945, I won and started to fight Lao Jiang. In 50 years I went to Bangguo to fight the American emperor! I don't know how many people have been killed by gunshots, bayonets, grenades... It is estimated that there are no one thousand or eight hundred. This evil spirit has melted into the bones long ago, and it can't be dispersed!"

   Du Fei was silent for a while, while Zhu Ting on the side showed a shocked expression.

   She really didn't know that Uncle Feng, who was usually reclusive, was such a legend.

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

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

   The information flow at this time was far less convenient than later generations. The impression of ordinary people on the war more than ten years ago was the 38th parallel, Shangganling, brutal American emperors, 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, "Tell us about it?"

   Uncle Feng asked back, "Want to hear?"

   Du Fei and Zhu Ting nodded at the same time.

   Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "I can't tell you, the 9th Corps is fighting Changjin Lake, and I'm from the 39th Corps."

  Du Fei said: "Then tell me how we killed the First Cavalry Division of the American Empire!"

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   (end of this chapter)