Great Power Fighting Falcon

In the early morning, when the sun just came out, Li Zhan stood at the entrance of Beikeng Village holding the handlebar of his bicycle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pushed the bicycle inside.

There was a canteen at the intersection not far away. There were three or five people sitting in front of the door. Some were holding big bowls and squatting barefoot on the bench to eat porridge. Some were smoking hookahs with their legs crossed. There were some farm tools beside them. .

Li Zhan pushed the cart over and asked with a smile, "Uncle, let me ask, how can Yingbao's family get there?"

The uncle smoking the hookah raised his head and looked at Li Zhan, "Who are you? Which village are you from?"

Beikeng Village is in conflict with neighboring villages because of the mountainous demarcation issue, so the villagers are watching Li Zhan warily. Even Li Zhan didn't doubt it at all. As long as he told the name of the neighboring village, the uncle would greet him with the one-meter-long hookah in his hand, without being sloppy at all.

Li Zhan said, "I'm from the machinery factory, and I'm here to protect the family and propose marriage."

As he spoke, he pointed to the betrothal gift hanging on the carriage's faucet. It was wrapped in red cloth and was square, with nothing visible.

"Propose marriage?"

Several villagers immediately became interested and smiled. The uncle strode over with a hookah in his hands. He didn't even have any slippers on, his big feet stepped on the sand without changing his color. He looked at Li Zhan more seriously, "Mechanical From the factory, you are the pilot who introduced Ying Bao to the girls, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's me." Li Zhan's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at the hookah in the uncle's hand warily.

The villagers in Beikeng are famous for their toughness and xenophobia. It is definitely nothing new to come over with a hookah at a disagreement!

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there!"

The uncle waved Li Zhan away with a hookah, and the villagers quickly followed to watch the fun.

"You fly a plane, why don't you drive a car?" It was a young man. The one holding a big bowl of porridge was not wearing slippers or big shorts. He was simply bare-backed.

Li Zhan smiled kindly and explained patiently, "We can't drive. The army has regulations. I didn't buy a car because the army had special cars for traveling. Do you think it was a waste of money to buy it, so I bought a big house. It's 150 square meters in Xiangjiang Garden."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, pilots are awesome, pilots are rich. I know a boss who used to deal with the army a lot. He said that your pilots have a salary of tens of thousands a month, and there are subsidies and so on. I have a friend in his village. Those who passed the pilot examination were given tens of thousands of yuan by the army to host banquets!" The bare-backed young man said with excitement, first to Li Zhan, but later to brag to others.

Li Zhan nodded repeatedly and said modestly, "Yes, yes, the pilot is good, but he doesn't have that much money, but it's not bad either, hehehe."

He came here today to show off, and he had to do it in one step.

"I know Xiangjiang Garden. I know a boss who bought it there for more than one million yuan!" Another young villager said bluntly and confidently.

Li Zhan laughed apologetically, "I bought the cheaper one for seven to eight hundred thousand yuan."

"It's amazing. This guy, Ying Baoquan, is amazing. It's incredible that a girl marries a pilot." said the uncle holding the hookah.

Just like that, Li Zhan was kept asking questions, and then he arrived at Ying Wanjun's house.

There are two red brick bungalows and three tiled houses made of loess. In front of the door, a middle-aged man is repairing a sledge and a middle-aged woman is making breakfast. Apart from that there was no other movement. Li Zhan knew that Ying Wanjun worked in the restaurant of the Royal Hotel and lived in the staff dormitory there. She was not at home these days.

There is no need for Ying Wanjun to be at home, it is better not to be at home.

"Guard, your son-in-law is here, stop messing around, cook rice and chicken quickly." The uncle carrying the hookah shouted in a loud voice, so that the neighbors could hear him.

No, the head of a woman who was drying laundry stuck out from the second-floor balcony of the neighbor on the left, looking down curiously.

Ying Baoquan looked over in confusion and didn't react for a while.

Li Zhan quickly supported the car, took off the betrothal gift hanging from the car's faucet and held it in his hand. He walked over quickly and said hello, "Uncle, aunt, I am the eldest son of Li Jianguo, a machine factory. My name is Li Zhan. Soldiers in the army.”

"What are you doing standing still? Security guard, Caiyan, hurry up and ask your son-in-law to sit down and serve tea and cigarettes." The uncle carrying the hookah said with a smile.

The young man holding the rice bowl walked towards the kitchen with a smile and said, "Let me see what Aunt Caiyan has cooked today."

Aunt Caiyan chased him away a few times, rubbed her hands on the hem of her clothes and walked this way, standing next to Ying Baoquan.

That pilot from the machine shop!

The couple came to their senses in an instant. Ying Baoquan stood up and hurriedly wiped his hands with the hem of his clothes. He wiped hard and saw that there were still stains. He wiped them a few more times and hurriedly walked over and looked at Li Zhan, " Are you Li Jianguo’s son who flies the plane?”

"Yes, Uncle Security, it's me." Li Zhan explained with a smile, "I was really sorry yesterday. The army had something to do temporarily, so I couldn't make it home for lunch."

"No, no, no, the army's affairs are important. The army's affairs are important. You, you should have called before you came. Wanjun was not at home for her summer job." Ying Baoquan said in embarrassment, quite at a loss.

Li Zhan said, "It's okay, Uncle Security. I came here today to discuss business with you. I want to propose marriage. How about we go into the house to talk?"

"Propose marriage?"

Aunt Caiyan was startled and suddenly became excited. She walked to the chicken coop and said, "I'll kill the chicken. You guys talk first."

The villagers who came to watch the excitement spoke out to promote progress, and many of them were sincerely happy for Ying Baobuan. Take a look, there are two- and three-story small western-style buildings on the left and right, but only their house, the two blue brick bungalows were built last year, and they are not enough to live in, so they have retained the previous yellow adobe tiled house.

"Li, Cadre Li, come in and sit down." Ying Baoquan hurriedly led Li Zhan into the room.

In the middle of the two bungalows is the living room, which is more than a dozen square meters in size, with a very simple wooden sofa, the simplest round dining table with X-shaped legs, a few round red rubber stools, and a very old TV cabinet opposite the door and against the wall. , with a long-obsolete color transistor TV set on it. What surprised Li Zhan was that there were portraits of his mentor and commander-in-chief posted on the wall where the TV was leaning. This is definitely a must-have for every household in the West County area. The people here regard these two as gods who can protect the whole family.

After inviting Li Zhan to sit down, Ying Baoquan was busy making tea, and even trotted to the windows of the left and right bungalows to wake up his sons. However, he finally came back in embarrassment and said with a smile, "The kids I went to bed very late last night and couldn’t scream.”

"It's okay, uncle, let's talk about things." Li Zhan said with a smile.

Ying Baoquan wanted to drive away the villagers gathered around the entrance of the living room. Li Zhan said quickly, "It's not in your way. Uncles and uncles, why don't you come in and sit for a while, so that you can bear witness to me."

He has to show off, and if there is no audience, showing off will be meaningless.

As soon as he heard what he said, Ying Baoquan didn't dare to drive him away. He returned with Xiao. Before he could speak, Li Zhan said again, "Uncle, please invite aunt over. We want to talk about Wanjun's important matter." , you both must be present."

Ying Baoquan agreed and hurriedly went. The young man holding the job volunteered and said, "Brother Baoquan, I'll go. You sit down."

The uncle carrying the water pipe came in, pulled up a round stool and sat down, crossed his legs, took out the cooked cigarette from his pocket, twisted it a little, stuffed it into the cigarette holder, blocked the mouth of the pipe with his mouth, lit the cooked cigarette on the cigarette holder, and tried hard He started to smoke, and the water in the hookah made a gurgling sound. He blew it up lightly, and the air pushed out the burned ash from the cigarette holder, and it landed squarely in the half of the mineral water bottle hanging on the cigarette holder. Then he raised his head and blew out the smoke intoxicatedly.

"cadre Li, let me bear witness to you. Don't worry, as long as you pay the betrothal gift, this matter will definitely not go away." The uncle carrying the hookah said.

Ying Baoquan sat on the small bench next to the door and said dissatisfiedly, "Ai Zaiqiang, haven't you finished collecting the peanuts yet? Go and do your work."

"I'll take it away after a few moments. You have to worry about it." It turned out that the uncle carrying the hookah was called Ao Zaiqiang.

Aunt Caiyan wiped her hands and came over in a hurry. Li Zhan quickly stood up and said, "Uncle, aunt, you guys sit down, sit here, sit down and talk."

After saying that, he went over and helped them sit down on the sofa with his own hands, and then Li Zhan sat down opposite them.

From the moment they met until now, everyone here can clearly feel his upright posture and bright eyes. His words, deeds, and movements are of a standard they have never seen before. His aura has completely controlled the scene. The natural inferiority complex of rural people will make them first feel fear, then restraint, and then realize that "cadres are also human beings", and finally calm down and face Li Zhan with fear.

Li Zhan was wearing casual clothes, but after his identity was revealed, in the eyes of the villagers, he was carrying the military on his head, which was more intimidating than the police who made the common people frightened.

When everything was ready, Li Zhan took the gift wrapped in red cloth and tied with a red rope like a dynamite bag at his feet and placed it in front of him. The villagers squatting and watching at the door stretched their necks to look inside. Li Zhan opened the gift in front of everyone.

"Ouch!"

"suck!"

Uncle Qiang, a short boy, slowly put down his hookah and swallowed with difficulty as his Adam's apple was rolling. The eyes of the young man squatting on the door frame drinking porridge were straightened. Everyone gasped and let out various exclamations.

Li Zhan looked at the dumbfounded Ying Baoquan and his wife, with a very serious expression, and said, "Uncle, aunt, you know that I am a soldier. I don't have as much freedom as I do in the army, and I don't have much time to buy other things. Here. It’s 60,000 yuan, which is considered as the bonus for the engagement between Wanjun and I. If you don’t have any objections, this marriage is settled, and all uncles and brothers are invited to be witnesses.”

The couple should be kept stunned.