Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2769: The Children Returning to the Military Reclamation City

When they got home, they could no longer play. The children went back to their places and started school. Because of their different ages, it was impossible for them to be arranged together.

Ye Guigen and Ye Lei went to kindergarten, Ye Hong and Ye Bai went to primary school, while Ye Fei and Yang Xue were directly arranged to junior high school.

Of course there is a gap. Happy education is popular in the United States. There are very few courses and basically no homework.

But it is different in China. Starting from the last year of kindergarten, children have to attend classes like students.

After all, the children are smart and this homework is not difficult for them. In addition, we have hired a tutor, so although it cannot be a seamless transition, we don’t have to worry about it.

In addition, all schools in Junken City have to undergo military training. Except for Ye Fei who has received training in bayonet security, the other children really need to go through this test.

The September sunshine in Junken City still carries the afterglow of late summer. Six children standing in front of different school gates, sorting out their camouflage uniforms, look like a row of colorful little mushrooms just popping out.

When Ye Guigen stood on tiptoe to tie the crooked belt of his uncle Ye Lei, the morning exercise bell for the kindergarten's senior class was already ringing.

"stand at attention!"

The instructor's deep voice startled the sparrows on the locust tree.

Five-year-old Ye Lei suddenly clapped his legs and started dancing street dance. He inherited his mother's bloodline, and his natural sense of rhythm made him understand the military posture as the opening of breakdance.

The entire kindergarten class was laughing. The blonde and blue-eyed little Emily learned to clap her hands and stamp her feet, instantly misleading half of the class.

"Ye Lei!"

The young instructor held the mixed-race kid's shoulders while trying not to laugh.

"Stand at attention here like little pine trees." He knelt on one knee to demonstrate the standard military posture, his camouflage pants making a rustling sound on the concrete floor.

Ye Lei stared with his big blue eyes, and suddenly reached out and poked the five-pointed star on the instructor's hat.

The trouble with bilingual teaching was revealed at this time. When the instructor shouted "Look to the right".

Ye Lei would always respond with “eyes right” in English, and lead the whole class to shout out varying English commands.

It was not until the third day that the keepers appeared holding direction signs with pictures of small animals - the team holding the signs with little frogs should turn towards the pond, and the team holding the signs with kites should line up towards the east side of the playground.

Ye Guigen, who was in the senior class, met his first "comrade-in-arms" in his life.

The round-faced little girl who always hides at the end of the team is called Duoduo. She always moves her hands and feet at the same time when marching.

When Duoduo fell for the third time because her left foot stepped on her right shoelace, Ye Guigen took out a strawberry lollipop from his pocket:
"My dad said that if I take some sugar, I won't feel dizzy anymore."

The two little ones sitting under the sycamore tree and sharing candies were photographed as a military training promotional photo by the head teacher who passed by.

On the elementary school playground, third-grade student Ye Hong is competing with his twin brother Ye Bai.

Yu'e specially altered their olive green military training uniforms and embroidered two small kapok flowers on the waist.

At this moment, the brother and sister were sitting on the sit-up mat with sad faces - they had never done this in the United States, and Ye Hong always looked like a fish jumping out of water when she stood up.

"Sister, let's practice more at night."

Ye Bai rubbed his sore belly and said exhaustedly.

"No, if others can do it, we can do it too!"

Ye Hong said this with a look of dissatisfaction, then pulled her brother and started doing it again.

On the playground under the moonlight, there are often two small figures. They work hard and train overtime, and their clothes are soaked with sweat.

What really makes people laugh is the bandaging training.

When the instructor was demonstrating how to use the triangular scarf, Ye Hong suddenly raised her hand:

"Can you bandage the doll?"

The next day, all the girls in the class came to class holding their dolls. The "clavicular fracture fixation" that Ye Hong performed on the Barbie doll was so exquisite that it was collected by the school doctor.

The most amazing thing is that they used hairbands as tourniquets. Now all the girls in the school know that they can use bow hairpins as pins in an emergency.

On the seventh day of military training, heavy rain suddenly hit, so the original drill training was changed to the auditorium.

The instructor was about to announce the start of self-study when Ye Hong suddenly stood up and said, "Report! We can practice military songs now."

So, to the melody of "Returning from Target Practice", forty children used pens to tap on their pencil cases for accompaniment, Ye Bai stood at the podium and waved a homemade red silk baton, and the thunder outside the window became a natural metronome.

The training ground of the junior high school is a completely different scene.

Ye Fei looked around at his classmates and silently rolled up the sleeves of his camouflage uniform.

The instructor heard that he had received bayonet security training and asked him to demonstrate the gun-holding movements.

The Type 95 automatic rifle was held steadily in the hands of the fourteen-year-old boy, and the metal barrel shone coldly in the sunlight.

"You will be the deputy instructor." Before the chief instructor finished speaking, boos came from the back row.

Ye Fei said nothing and turned to the equipment area. When he completed the fifth single arm swing on the horizontal bar, the booing turned into applause.

Yang Xue smiled secretly while holding the military training diary. She knew that what Brother Ye Fei was best at was "using strength to make people shut up."

What really convinced the whole class was the crawling training ground.

When Ye Fei lowered his body and flew over the barbed wire like a cheetah, his camouflage uniform was not even covered with much dust.

During breaks, he taught everyone how to use shoelaces to reinforce trouser legs and chewing gum to repair cracked camouflage shoes - these were survival skills he learned at Bayonet Security, and he instantly had more than twenty "apprentices" in the class.

On the eve of the performance, Yang Xue led the girls to improve the assassination exercises.

They tied red silk on the tips of their wooden spears, and when they thrust them, they looked like forty blooming pomegranate flowers.

When the shouts of the boys' formation shook the sky, the red silk formation of the girls suddenly changed into a five-pointed star pattern. The old principal on the viewing stand was so excited that he almost dropped his glasses.

At the joint performance on the last day of military training, six children shone brightly in different formations.

When the kindergarten team walked past the rostrum, Ye Lei suddenly shouted his own slogan in English: "One two three four! I love the five-pointed star!"

The childish shouts made the parents who were watching the ceremony burst into laughter. Ye Guigen, as the flag bearer, walked in the front, the golden tassels on his chest swaying as he marched, like wheat waves dotted with sunshine.

The twins in the elementary school square were particularly eye-catching. Ye Hong held up a specially made mini command knife and led the girls' square to perform their adapted "medical soldier dance", making various patterns with bandages and triangular scarves.

When they finally unfolded the banner that read "A strong youth means a strong country", the warmest applause of the day broke out from the rostrum.

The finale performance by the junior high school section made everyone hold their breath.

The assassination formation led by Ye Fei suddenly changed its formation. The boys took out red silk from their camouflage uniforms and tied them on their wooden spears, which blended perfectly with the girls' red silk formation.

Amid the shouts of four hundred boys and girls, the red waves rolled into a huge Chinese knot. Yang Xue stood at the center and threw the red flag into the clear sky, like a phoenix rising from the fire.

As the setting sun dyed the camouflage uniforms golden red, Ye Fei quietly touched Yang Xue's elbow:

"Actually, my pants were torn when I was crawling that day." "I saw it earlier," Yang Xue shook the military training log, which contained a piece of camouflage cloth. "This is the first medal for future special forces soldiers."

The shadows of the poplar trees gradually lengthened. Six children were walking on their way home from school. The stars on their epaulettes were stained with the saltiness of sweat.

A long lights-out signal came from afar, and Ye Lei suddenly blurted out a sentence in a mixture of Chinese and English:
"Attention!" The laughter under the street lamp woke up the birds in the trees, and they swayed gently in the autumn night of Junken City.

Lying on the bed, Ye Yuze lit a cigarette, and the smoke made him squint his eyes.

Yu'e picked up her fan and fanned it to disperse the smoke for him:
"Smoke less, it's not good for you. Drinking a little is fine."

Ye Yuze smiled and said, "I know it's not good, but I can't stop doing it, right?"

Yu'e rolled her eyes: "If there is something you can't quit, you are just making excuses for yourself!"

Ye Yuze smiled, then took Yu'e into his arms:
"The children are so happy, thank you!"

Yu'e cursed angrily: "You act like a stallion all day long. You are old enough, stop making trouble."

Ye Yuze was naturally unconvinced: "Yang Geyong is the stud, okay? I was forced..."

Yu'e twisted his ear and said, "Who stripped you of your clothes? Or who drugged you? If you don't want to, how many people in this world can force you to submit?"

Ye Yuze's face turned red and he stopped talking. He was telling the truth. Who could force him? He couldn't control his belt. No matter what excuses he made, it was useless.

At this time, Yu'e nudged him in the arms, her voice softening:
"You already have grandchildren, so I can't control your affairs outside, but you should also think about your son. Wouldn't you be embarrassed if he had a bunch of brothers and sisters?"

Ye Yuze put out the fire instantly. What he said was really true. He had to be more careful.

I can’t go into detail about what happened next. Those who understand will understand. Men all have a common problem: when it’s time to pay their dues, they are unwilling to do so and would rather sow seeds in the wild.

Whether it is poverty alleviation or land reclamation, the main point is hard work and entrepreneurship.

There was no conversation that night. Ye Yuze tried hard, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it because he was too familiar with her. The war ended without even starting.

When she opened her eyes the next day, Yu'e looked at Ye Yuze smoking:

Let’s go back to Boston. There’s something wrong with Yang Geyong. Don’t let him get into any trouble.
Ye Yuze had actually been thinking about this matter. Over the years, the two had been inseparable, but this guy suddenly acted alone. Something must have happened.

The key point is that he did not live at home when he returned, because Kesselring was at home and it was inconvenient for him to live there.

Ye Yuze admitted that what he said made sense, but he always felt that it was not right. If you find it inconvenient, why don’t you go back to Junken City?

After getting up, Ye Yuze didn't want to eat the meal at home. He wanted mutton offal soup.

Old Huang sat on the side smoking a cigarette. He looked even rounder and stronger. From a distance, he looked almost like a spherical creature.

Seeing Ye Yuze coming, Old Huang smiled and scooped a bowl of offal for him.

Ye Yuze likes to eat intestines and tripe, he always remembers this.

Yuangungun brought two sesame cakes. Ye Yuze craved this one the most. It was crispy and full of sesame seeds.

Although he and Yang Geyong both know how to make naan, they have not learned how to make sesame cakes. Old Huang doesn't teach him. Every time he asks him, he always smiles and says:
This is a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation. If you want to eat it, come here. Even if you are in the United States, this thing can lure you back.

Ye Yuze was helpless. He really had no way to deal with this old guy.

Ye Yuze arrived early, and gradually more and more people came to have breakfast.

Kevin comes every day, but his wife never comes, saying that she has vomited after eating his father's mutton soup.

Yuangungun smiled as he served him soup and sesame cakes, even adding seasonings. This guy likes to eat mutton fat and chili peppers.

Kevin sat opposite Ye Yuze, grinning: "Boss, how many girls have you picked up again?"

Ye Yuze kicked him under the table in annoyance:
"Go away, don't try to talk if you have nothing to say!"

Kevin ignored him and continued to ask:
"What about Old Yang? Is he planning to have a dozen more sons?"

These words made Ye Yuze's heart tremble. Damn, is he really going to do that again?
Thinking about what he did in India, he felt a little uneasy. The United States is not India, it has to take responsibility.

Just as he was about to take out his phone to ask, Xiaoguaizi also came. Seeing his happy face, Kevin asked in a mean way:

"Lao Liu, how are things going with that Uyghur woman? Do you want to have another child?"

Ye Yuze looked at this guy speechlessly. Isn't he a hacker? He's so old, why is he so gossipy?

The little cripple took a sip of soup and shook his head:

"I won't tell you!"

Then, Ye Yuze saw Niwa getting out of the car, looked over here, saw Xiao Guaizi, and walked over.

"Why didn't you go home last night?"

Although Niva's tone was questioning, his words were not harsh, and even seemed a little helpless.

Ye Yuze was stunned by what he saw. Xiaoguaizi was well-known in Junken City for being afraid of his wife. Has this Niwa changed his personality?

"I had something to do last night, and I have something to do today. I'll go back tomorrow. Didn't I remarry you? Why are you always chasing me? Can you give me some space?"

Niva bit her lip and looked at him for a while, then nodded to Ye Yuze:
"Then I'll go home and wait for you. I must come back tomorrow!"

The little cripple waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, let's go, you're taking so long, I'll definitely go back tomorrow!"

Yuangungun shouted, "Niva, have a bowl of soup."

Niva didn't even turn his head: "I don't want to eat this stinky thing!"

Kevin looked at the little cripple with admiration: "Tell me, how do you manage the family?"

Xiaoguaizi didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw Ye Yuze also had a gossipy look on his face, he whispered:
"When you really want to divorce her, she will be honest."

Kevin wanted to ask something else, but his ears were grabbed: "If you dare to learn, I will make you into mutton soup."

It turned out that Yuangungun was educating his son-in-law, and Old Huang was watching with great satisfaction.

Ye Yuze looked helpless. This family was quite a mess. He couldn't understand how Yuangungun adapted to the change of roles from wife to mother-in-law.
However, he was still quite concerned about the little cripple and couldn't help asking:
"Remarried?"

Even though Xiaoguaizi dares to show off in front of Kevin, he wouldn't dare to do that in front of Ye Yuze. It can be said that his current status is given by Ye Yuze.

Now that his son has such a high position and his family has endless money, all he has to do for the rest of his life is spend money.

"How is it going with that Uighur compatriot?"

Ye Yuze also forgot the woman's name for a moment.

Xiao Guaizi blushed and confessed honestly: "She didn't ask me for a divorce, but she didn't leave me either."

Ye Yuze: “…”

Thank you for the monthly ticket, so much at once, hehe, salute!