The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year, noon.

After finally taking a nap, Li Feng kicked off the quilt and stretched himself, feeling very good.

Finally I can go home.

But thinking about it, Li Hui was taken to southern Guangdong by her grandfather, which made Li Feng a little melancholy.

It stands to reason that Huang Yaqin's grandfather can also be regarded as his own grandfather. He is the son-in-law of the old Huang family. If it were not for business delays, he would have gone with him in person.

Turning his head, Li Feng was a little startled when he saw that the quilt and other things had been folded on the bed next door and there was no one there.

"Hey, he just left without saying hello~!"

He opened the door and took a look. Sure enough, in the corridor outside and at the top of the stairs, the guards who were originally on duty had disappeared. It seemed that the time to set off again was quite hasty, and even he was kept secret.

The delegation that was embarking on the journey again was missing a young man who had joined the team halfway.

After a simple wash, I packed my luggage and clothes into the box. No matter what, I still had to go home. I had been away from home for so many days, whether it was because of my daughter or not, it was time to go back.

Gently closing the door, he was really impressed by the guest house where he stayed for two nights, because the room not far away was where the director lived.

At the front desk of the hotel, when Li Feng was about to go out with his suitcase, he was stopped by someone.

"Hello, are you Comrade Li Feng?"

Shaking the clothes hanging on his elbows, Li Feng turned his head and looked over, placing the suitcase in his hand on the ground.

"This is the letter I left for you, and these are the photos sent from the photo studio early in the morning~!"

There were two envelopes, one small and one large. The large one was obviously from the group photo taken after the party of the visiting delegation last night. Li Feng opened it immediately and took a look.

Several lesbians at the bar next to it were also very young and beautiful. They were somewhat curious about this young man who did not go with the visiting group. When they saw the 12-inch photo taken apart, they immediately became interested in it. stood up one after another.

Li Feng was looking for himself in the crowd, and they were looking for the person with the highest status at Jinjiang Hotel.

At a glance, he found himself with his big white teeth bared, mingling among the crowd. He was quite tall, and the other comrades were all relatively older, so he stood out.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the political director at the center of the stage.

Several lesbians at the bar must have seen it, and their eyes lit up instantly, looking at Li Feng with deep envy in their eyes.

As the service staff of Jinjiang Hotel, they knew who they were serving, but they had been warned a long time ago. Considering the need for confidentiality, the leaders staying at the hotel could not even mention it, not to mention taking photos with them.

On the contrary, the young people in front of me can sneak in openly, not only take photos with people, shake hands, but even talk about work opportunities together when the opportunity comes.

The photos they took together all had the title written in calligraphy, "Members of the 14-nation delegation celebrate the 1964 New Year's Eve party." How could they not make them envious? Each one took the initiative to help, asking Li Feng if he wanted a car, and one offered to help. Carrying suitcases.

He carefully stuffed the photo back into the envelope and packed it into the suitcase. As for the separate small envelope, Li Feng did not open it in public. The envelope was already packed. Who knew who left the envelope for him.

Smiling and nodding at the few fans, Li Feng walked out of the door refreshed with stars in his eyes.

Covering his eyes and facing the southwest, Li Feng murmured in his heart, wondering if the entire visiting group already knew about his sleeping in.

"Hello, Comrade Li Feng~!"

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared at the door, Li Feng looked like a black man and asked, "What the hell? The party is over. Why are there still people in their art troupe who haven't left yet?"

"Captain Su, hello~!"

It was a bit inconvenient to carry the box back to the military salute. After Li Feng nodded, he walked straight to the bus stop. If I remember correctly, the bus here can go to the train station in the north.

Seeing that Li Feng was looking intently and not wanting to pay any attention to him, Captain Su looked a little embarrassed. He flipped up his messy hair outside his military cap, and she still trotted to follow him. "Comrade Li Feng, there are some things I want to discuss with you~!"

"There is no need to discuss. The visiting delegation has left. If you want to change any decision, you may have to wait until they come back~!"

After taking a look at the time on his watch, Li Feng didn't want to leave too many opportunities for Captain Su to intercede, so he directly threw the question to the visiting delegation.

If you intercede and don't cause an accident, do you plan to let go of the board gently? Li Feng doesn't think so.

"Comrade Li Feng, I'm afraid you misunderstood. I'm not here to intercede with them. Please give me a few minutes. I'm here because of other things~!"

Captain Su forced a smile, Li Feng's merciless look was visible to her eyes, and she was emboldened at this time. After all, the young man's decisive and decisive look last night left a deep impression on her.

"The two of them have been sent to Ya'an after being found last night. By this time, they should have already reached the plateau~!"

These words made Li Feng take another look at Captain Su. She didn't have the courage to make such a prompt decision. The only one left was the political commissar Ning in the play. After He Xiaoping's performance of pretending to be sick, she was Sent to field hospital.

He is familiar with this job...

Under the bus stop, he raised his chin toward Nanhe and motioned to come over and chat.

"That song "Military Bugle", doesn't the director mean that all our military art troupes have to learn it? I would like to invite you to be a guest in our art troupe and explain it to others."

Everything is fake. The main thing is that the Sichuan Military Region Art Troupe wants to get the song first.

There was no chance last night, probably because of the relationship between the two tough soldiers. When the show was over, they were still being supervised by security guards to pack up their things.

After all, she was allowed to stay outside the hotel door. It can be seen that the impression was lost among the visiting group, and even the security guards didn't want to see them.

"Go to the art troupe, forget it. Liu Feng, Xiao Suizi and the others should have memorized the lyrics. The music was composed by Hao Shuwen. I have other tasks here~!"

Hearing that it was about the song, Li Feng didn't think about authorizing anything. The director did say that last night. Even if he didn't say it, Li Feng could still stop others from saying anything if the art troupe wanted to sing it.

"No, no, no, to be honest, the political commissar really wants to thank you for helping us~!"

Seeing that Li Feng didn't want to go, Captain Su became a little anxious at this time. Although he lost face this time, he could still regain his face by relying on this song of comradeship.

"You're welcome. You still have to pay attention to these ideological issues before retiring and do a good job in guiding them. I don't want to talk about whether I can help you or not. I am also a member of the visiting group. It is my job to make the party start smoothly~! "

Since last night, Li Feng has actually been truly integrated into everyone. With the group photo in the suitcase, today, he can pat his chest and admit that he is one of them.

"It's best to record a sound. After all, it's a song I wrote so that everyone can remember who the original singer is in the future. We also have to follow the director's advice and send this song to other brother units for them to learn without delay. Time, after recording, we will send a car to take you to the train station just in time~!"

Li Feng looked embarrassed and scratched his ears and temples. His toes almost dug a crack into the ground.

He really wanted to tell Captain Su that the original singer was not him.

"It's hard to deny hospitality, so I'll go there, but I agreed that I can go to your place and record it, but I don't want to alarm other people~!"

"No problem~!"

After receiving the exact answer, Captain Su's nervous expression finally changed back to a smiling face, and he pulled Li Feng to the jeep that had been waiting for a long time at the door.

Li Feng asked himself, what he was after was not fame or anything like that. In his eyes, everything was just a cloud, and the military art troupe study was just a vain name. He didn't pay attention to these at all.

He just wanted to go to the birthplace of youth and see...

Yes, that's right... (End of this chapter)