The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Who is Li Feng? He may have been an unknown little player in the investigation department before.

But with those people, after wandering all over the world, the one in Shanghai finally turned from defense to offense, and it was brilliant.

The first two bullets of a magazine can kill two of them directly, and the last 28 bullets plus a big cantaloupe can kill seventeen, seventeen in three seconds.

This is not more than ten years ago, this is more than ten years later. The surrounding environment has completely changed. When it was rare to catch anyone, he picked up the knife and chopped melons and vegetables with nineteen KD. .

Although there was an accident when arresting the pilot, he was still held down despite his gunshot wounds.

You can criticize him, but you cannot say that he is not ruthless enough. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

For such a person who knows how to seize opportunities and shine, his character has already been established invisibly. Even without Zheng Chaoyang coming back to promote anything, he is the sharpest knife among the younger generation in Beijing Station.

Maybe someone will surpass them in the future, but the demons and demons in Shanghai have experienced such a wave and are already clear.

Good fighters have no illustrious feats.

They are not only brave, but also smart. From the Blue Army commanders who returned home, we can see that the ideological transformation work is very successful. Even the most stubborn donkey, when interviewed by his own reporters, I can't help but give this a thumbs up.

What is this called? Being brave and resourceful, flying a dove of peace is such a saucy operation. No ordinary person can imagine that you have earned back your face and slapped you in the face, and others will say that you are a good slap.

In terms of the overall situation, the Investigation Department has a big face this time. How about the 543 Second Battalion? There is only one pilot for a reconnaissance plane, not to mention that the pilot is captured by the Investigation Department, and the quantity of KD value perfectly makes up for the quality.

To put it bluntly, the thoughts of most people at Jingcheng Station are that those people were transformed from Jingcheng Station, and the tactical arrangements were also formulated by Jingcheng Station, not to mention the other seven or eight. Shanghai Station had to step aside, who would let them? Li Feng is the face of Beijing Station.

You, a middle-aged old pious woman, want to stroke the tiger's beard. It's okay. I'll give them a pass first, and then I'll ask you if you can resist the beating.

Li Feng didn't know the huge changes that had taken place in the past few months, nor did he know that he had unknowingly become what his peers called the "Death-killing Yama", attracting like-minded (cruel-hearted) admirers.

However, he knew the secretly observing eyes in the rearview mirror of the car and the attitude he showed after getting off the car.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Xu Le, chief. I will work with you from now on!"

Seeing Li Yanluo standing in front of his house becoming interested in him, the young man hurriedly said to Li Feng respectfully.

Li Feng looked at the young man, nodded noncommittally, and then opened his door.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that his mother was still lying on the bed at this time, Li Feng hurried forward, squatted beside the bed and asked eagerly.

"Xiao, Xiaofeng is back?"

Slowly opening her eyes, mother Liu Yin looked at her son who came back unexpectedly, and raised her hand with difficulty to touch her son's head. "What's wrong with you, Mom~!"

"Mom, it's okay. I miss you so much that I can't sleep. Ahem, just come back. Just come back!"

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of Liu Yin's eyes. She stood up slowly, and with Li Feng's help, she leaned on the head of the bed.

"There may be some wind and cold recently, just sweating and stuffiness will be enough, cough cough~!"

Seeing this scene, Li Feng felt very guilty. He had been lying on the hospital bed for half a year, and his mother was suddenly ill. He quickly picked up the clothes covering the quilt and put them on his mother.

Liu Yin looked a little sickly, looked around, held her fist in her mouth, coughed twice, and asked with a frown.

"Where's Xiao Huang? Didn't she go to find you? Why didn't she come back together? I'm so anxious. I can't even see you two. According to the date, the baby should be born at the end of March. You didn't even send a telegram. !”

"She's given birth to a girl. Her first name is Li Hui and her nickname is Hui Hui. This is not a return. I'll let her go back to her parents' home first and let Dad Huang and Mom Huang take a look at her. They miss her too!"

Li Feng bent down and put Yaqin's box into the space. He really didn't dare to tell her now that his mother was so sick.

Mother Liu Yin lowered her head and coughed twice. Li Feng hurriedly patted her on the back, and then went to light the stove to boil water.

As a result, when I opened the empty kettle, I saw that the coal in the stove had long gone out.

"Mom, let me take you to the hospital for a check-up. It's just right. We have a car now, so it's convenient!"

Seeing that there was nothing at home, Li Feng felt a pain in his head. His mother didn't feel like this before she got sick. He didn't know how many days he had been delayed.

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I get motion sickness. I just need to sleep one night and sweat. Hey, children are all mothers' treasures. Whoever owns the child feels bad for me. It's better to go home and don't catch the child (infection)." Girl, okay, I made the clothes and shoes here. You can send them over when you have time. Her grandparents also have to go to work and don’t have time to do these. It just so happens that I have time and I made them all!"

Even though she is sick, her mother Liu Yin is still proud of herself. In the basket beside the bed, all the children's things have been prepared. It's a pity that the small cotton-padded jacket worn in winter will be too small to wear next year.

"It's okay. They are all sold in department stores, and Huang Ma is also very interested in them!"

"Hey, you young people know how to buy, buy, buy. The things you buy are not as good as those made by yourself. My cloth is specially selected to be soft and soft. When you were young, didn't you all wear clothes made by me? ...!"

As soon as she said this, Liu Yin became angry and no longer looked as weak as before. If Li Feng hadn't finally come back, he would have stabbed his finger to his forehead.

In those days, it was good to have something to wear. Hundreds of clothes, hundreds of clothes. That was the blessing of every family in the village for their children. It was not easy for any family. If they couldn't save enough clothes, they could only rely on relatives, friends and neighbors. Contributing pieces of cloth formed the custom of Baijiayi.

Now that the conditions are better, although there is no need to beg for cloth, at least I can still make it by myself stitch by stitch. Wearing it on the child is the best comfort. This is the only opportunity to show off as a grandma.

Just like Mrs. Jia Zhang, her only job is to collect shoe soles for a few children, even if she only has one or two pairs a month. She has any gossip, but no one says that she is not good at being a grandmother. It is just that she has been eating sneakily recently. Her only good reputation is , it was also wasted on her.

When Liu Yin heard that the baby was born, she didn't know where she got the strength to get out of bed, and began to rummage in the basket again. She took out summer crotchless pants, cotton vests, overalls and other miscellaneous clothes, and started Arrangements were made. (End of chapter)