The leisurely life of rebirth

Seeing Nao Dan'er's mouth constantly opening and closing, He Junyao quickly bent his body over his mouth, listening to his voice, and an almost inaudible voice sounded in his ear: "Little

Monitor, why is it getting dark? Wasn't it daytime just now? Did I pass out? How long have I been sleeping?" "Ahem..." Blood welled up in Nao Dan'er's mouth again. He Junyao lifted himself up and was filled with tears.

With a face like a thunderstorm, he yelled: "Get the fuck out of here, what are you doing here? Get the fuck away from me, get out of here, get away from me!" As he said that, he held the submachine gun in his hand.

He lifted it up to the sky with all his strength, and a clearing suddenly appeared around him, with only He Junyao holding Nao Dan'er in his arms.

Not far away, a group of young people in camouflage green had tears in their eyes, watching their squad leader hugging his deputy and shouting crazily. In the sky, a red sun hung high.

"Army, I can feel the warmth of the sun, why are my eyes so black?" Nao Dan'er said with a grin.

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense and save my strength. The doctor will be here soon. Don't pretend to be a coward for me and don't allow me to sleep!" He Junyao murmured in his ear with tears streaming down his face.

, "The health worker will be here soon. Didn't you say you've never seen the Forbidden City? I'll take you to see it and eat roast duck. We'll eat all the delicious food in the capital. I'll pay for it!"

"Hehe... Of course you paid for it. Who doesn't know that your family is well off? Dajun, I don't seem to be able to survive. I saw our comrades, and they came to pick me up." The coward in his arms began to stretch his hands towards me.

People started talking nonsense again: "My mother is getting old. I don't know if she can do the work in the fields anymore. She is not in good health. When winter comes, she coughs. Cough cough... she keeps coughing.

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Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from the corners of the man's mouth. He Junyao bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and his fingers that were holding the man were starting to turn white.

"Army! I want to ask you a favor. If I can't go back, please help me send a message to my mother, saying that I'm not a coward, and I won't embarrass her. I am standing in the team.

Thanks, Dajun, tell me, what contribution can I make this time?" Nao Dan'er's voice gradually weakened, and there was a smile on his face. He must have missed his mother!

"Ahhh...my brother!"

He Junyao held the coward who was getting colder in his arms, like a lone wolf that had lost its companions. He was wailing sadly in this foreign village.

"Later, I led my troops on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang. I burned and killed everyone wherever I went. I was not lenient at all with prisoners. I killed them! Even if they were punished, I was not afraid!" From then on, he made the enemy frightened.

, the name is no weaker than that of his grandfather He Yan Wang, Shura has gradually become his code name, and his heart is even colder.

Fang Monan on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to feel the murderous intent and a hint of sadness in his tone! It was a deep sense of unwillingness.

The dark blue sky seems to be brewing some kind of emotion, deep and sad. Who is sighing softly in the dark night, causing a burst of insects to whisper. Staring at the pale moonlight, letting the moonlight fall on melancholy

face.

"Are you afraid? Don't you think I'm cold-blooded?" He Junyao's voice was hoarse, and there was actually a trace of nervousness deep in his heart.

"It's not a big deal. We are all facing enemies on the battlefield, either killing or being killed. If you didn't shoot, you would have been glorious!" Fang Monan wiped his tears and said solemnly, "Be kind to the enemy.

, is to be cruel to yourself.”

Gunpowder was once called one of the "Four Great Inventions" by the Chinese, but historically speaking, gunpowder has never been the protagonist of war. People are more willing to use it to make firecrackers and fireworks. But when No.

After Bell invented the amazingly powerful explosive, the world changed. It changed the form of war and made it more violent.

"Have you ever found Coward's mother?" Fang Monan asked.

In China, there are always some people who hold up the backbone of the country. They do not ask for anything in return, do not care about the results, and devote themselves wholeheartedly to this country and this nation, even if it means their own lives. These people are called

They are the cutest people, and their names are soldiers.

"I'm ashamed to say it! Although there is a detailed address, I couldn't find it." He Junyao's voice was hoarse. These memories also made him painful. It was obvious that he was also in tears.

"I guess I'm afraid of seeing things and missing people, so I should have moved away. Let Qingjie and Dayong look for them carefully this time." Fang Monan could only comfort him like this.

"Yeah!" He Junyao's nasal voice was slightly thicker.

Time passed quickly, "It's so late, I hung up the phone!" Fang Monan said.

"Oh! It's so late, it's delayed your rest, good night!" He Junyao said. Fang Monan hung up the phone, but he didn't hang up the phone for a long time. The phone was still close to his ear, and there was a beep...

Busy tone, he was very surprised that he would actually say these things to her. In front of her, he might not be able to say it.

Fang Monan hung up the phone, opened the study door, quietly walked back to his bedroom, closed the door, and stepped into the space again.

He Junyao looked at his watch. It was around three o'clock in the morning, when a person is most sleepy all day. A sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the military camp. There was a rustle in the darkness, and the playground was full of people standing neatly.

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"Look, it took you a few minutes. You are even slower than the old lady. You have donkey hair stuffed in your ears! You can't hear!" He Junyao pinched his watch and cursed, waving his hand, "Everyone is fully armed.

Ten kilometers of cross country!”

"It wasn't five kilometers a few days ago!" someone whispered in a low voice.

"Why the hell are you standing here! Otherwise, keep doubling up!" He Junyao said again, "Everyone is marching to the top of the mountain!"

Ye Laosan kindly reminded, "Remember! Breakfast portions are limited!"

He Junyao was following the team today, stimulating them with words and waving his little pointer from time to time.

The people in the team whispered, "The big devil's face is even darker today. Please be more alert! Don't touch the muzzle of the gun!" These people kept cursing the big devil in their hearts and greeted his eighteen generations of ancestors.

He didn't dare to slow down at all.

It turned out that their prediction was really accurate. After a hellish day of training, Ye Laosan walked up to He Junyao and whispered, "Boss, are you too cruel? They just arrived not long ago."

He Junyao gave him a cold look, "Cruel! It's better to sweat and shed tears here than to bleed on the battlefield!" He then added, "They are all carefully selected from across the country, and they are not new recruits.

Danzi, I’m afraid they will suffer now, but I don’t want to feel bad when they come back!”

"Okay! I just said one thing, but there are so many complaints!" Ye Laosan looked him up and down, "You didn't take the wrong medicine, did you?" He always felt that something was wrong with him.

"You just took the wrong medicine!" He Junyao kicked him from the side, but Ye Laosan whipped him without dodging. Their legs intersected in the air, and there was a 'bang' sound.

"I want to fight!"

"Just hit!"

The two had another hearty fight in the moonlight, and He Junyao's depression dissipated. He didn't want the soldiers he trained to follow in his footsteps and have to increase the amount of training.

The autumn rain continued all night. When they got up in the morning, Fang Monan and the others did not go out for a morning jog. They only did morning exercises in the practice room on the first floor, doing some technical movements. Mr. Lin was playing with sandbags in the practice room.

,'Haha...' venting his energy, seeing Dabao, Erya was amazed.

After the two little guys warmed up their bodies with exercises, Fang Monan taught the two little guys the breathing method, and cooperated with the Shaolin boy's breathing skills to cultivate their internal strength. Fang Monan specifically stood behind them and injected spiritual energy into the two little guys.

Guy's body, teach them how to breathe.

After the two little ones followed Fang Monan's spiritual energy and learned how to breathe, Fang Monan withdrew the spiritual energy. "This kind of breathing, Dabao, Erya must practice every day."

"Yeah!" Dabao and Erya nodded heavily.

"Okay, you continue to practice while I cook." Fang Monan clapped his hands.

"Sister Nan, don't forget the siomai." Erya took a sip of saliva and said greedily.

"I can't forget it." Fang Monan waved and left the practice room. She held an umbrella and walked towards the big kitchen. When she entered, Qiu Lian was already waiting inside.

Breakfast is still the same, corn porridge with delicious pickled side dishes. Because we all like to eat siomai, we packed more this time than yesterday.

After breakfast, Fang Monan took the two children back to Mid-Levels Mountain. All activities today were indoors. Because of the rain, the entire farm was deserted and foggy, adding to the ethereal feeling of a fairyland and a unique ink painting.

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Because the two little guys decided to stay, my aunt and the others sent me a lot of children's toys one after another. These toys are usually high-end foreign goods. They are very delicate, expensive and complicated, but they are enough for four-year-olds.

They are tired of playing. They have received too many toys since childhood, including Alan's, Andris's, Thomas's, and Jerry's.

But now they have found a new way to play. These toys are all so amazing, so the two little guys started to do anatomy experiments with screwdrivers, dismantling a toy car or toy robot into pieces, and then trying to assemble it.

Okay. For children of this age, most of the results are that they can’t put it back together no matter how hard they put it on. If their mother is present, if they take apart the toy like this, they will definitely have a meal of stir-fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots or they are strictly prohibited from spoiling it like this.

Toy.

When playing with Fang Monan, not only would they not be beaten, but Sister Nan would also help them reassemble these sophisticated toys. Looking at the reassembled toys, the two little guys admired Fang Monan.

He became even more fearless and slowly began to assemble his own toys.

Countless great inventors and scientists often say or write this when facing reporters or writing memoirs:

"When I was very young, I took apart my father's most beloved watch and then explored its secrets!"

"When I was a kid, I took apart the only radio in my house because I wanted to find out if there was a little person talking inside."

"When I was a child, I took apart the chime clock at home and was very curious about how the bird came out of its mouth." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote and vote monthly. Your support is mine.

The biggest motivation.)