A courtyard house; Li Yunlong, a subordinate of the deputy director of Harbin Military Engineering I

In the Zhang family courtyard, a middle-aged man in military uniform was holding a baby, while another middle-aged man stood beside him with his right hand on his chest and a broad smile.

Besides these, there were also Sister Deng and Sister Zhang, both prominent figures in Yan'an.

In addition, Dean Liu, who is now the head of the faculty, was also present.

With this lineup, they could easily raze Ding Wei's army to the ground with a stomp of their feet.

Inside, Dean Liu adjusted his glasses: "My eyesight isn't very good. If I'm not mistaken, a bald man just came in, right?"

Director Nie and Mr. Er were both focused on the child and didn't notice, saying, "We didn't see it."

Mr. Er looked at Zhang Xiyue, who was picking vegetables with Sister Deng and Sister Zhang:

"The situation in Renfeng, Xiyue is roughly like this. We are here on behalf of the Central Military Commission to offer our condolences to the families."

As for work, don't worry about it for now. We plan to split up part of your Heavy Industry Bureau after the ceremony, and integrate the arsenals into the Second Mechanical Engineering Department. Then you and your husband can work together.

After giving birth, Zhang Xiyue became plump and radiant. She was overjoyed to learn that Renfeng had won another great victory.

As for why the instructor was here, it was entirely because he had returned to Beijing for a meeting regarding the military academy students. He had just arrived and came to the Zhang family to visit, and also to see his apprentice's child. Then, upon hearing the news of Zhang Renfeng's great victory, he couldn't sit still any longer and came to talk to Crippled Chen about borrowing Zhang Renfeng to teach at the academy for a week.

"Alright, I heard the noise next door. I'll go over there first. I brought a few boxes of milk powder; let Taiyue drink this." Dean Liu smiled slightly and was about to leave.

Director Nie grabbed his hand: "Old Liu, don't make decisions on your own. How did it become Taiyue? My grandson doesn't even have a name yet, don't call him that."

Dean Liu laughed heartily: "Look at you, getting impatient again. I'll call you what I want, you can ignore me, but you can't stop me from calling you whatever I want."

After saying goodbye to the second gentleman, he strode away, as if this signified his victory. Director Nie laughed in exasperation: "These few disabled people from the Taihang Mountains are really..."

Meanwhile, Ding Wei hid in the car and wrote furiously:

[I've stumbled upon the Emperor's domain! What a scene I just witnessed! Could the North China Military Region officer be holding the son of the old commander? And that gentleman was there too. The division commander was even grinning and showing fatherly love. Nobody told me the old brigade commander's neighbor was the old commander! What a powerful figure! The old commander wiped out two divisions in two battles, what do I need the old brigade commander for? Wouldn't it be better to just go directly to Commander Zhang? Old Chen is greedy and opportunistic, while Old Zhang is loyal and righteous. This won't do! I, Old Ding, must find a way to get in touch with Old Zhang. We promised to be an iron triangle, advancing and retreating together. Those two bastards Kong and Li have made such progress, how can I fall behind... Oh right, I heard that Commander Han Xuanfeng, also a deputy commander of the Volunteer Army Headquarters, is recuperating in Xishan. I'll go visit him first.]

.........

By evening, Old Chen was really tired, and seeing the teacher still rambling on and on, he was getting annoyed to death.

He cursed inwardly: This blind man is shameless. You are the dean yourself, yet you still tricked my Zhang Baobo into going to Nanjing to teach. Don't think I don't know what you're up to. You tricked him into going there, then killed him and wouldn't let him go. How busy Harbin Military Engineering Institute is, are you blind? Can't you see?

"...Hmm, so Chen's strategy for this battle was mostly based on Renfeng's, right?"

The instructor glanced at Commander Chen, who had a stern face, but wasn't bothered and continued, "Judging from your attitude, I think it really is the battle strategy designed by my beloved student: strike them while they're crossing! Hahaha, if I remember correctly, back in '42..."

Old Chen was numb. He stood up, picked up the recorder, and said, "Alright, Teacher, I really can't keep you any longer. I have something to do."

The instructor, in high spirits, grabbed Brigade Commander Chen and said, "Look at you, we're all deans, oh, now that you're a dean, you don't even recognize your instructor anymore? That makes you seem a bit ungrateful."

Brigade Commander Chen's face turned as black as charcoal: "No, I'm saying that some things can be said only once, right, Commander. There's only one Renfeng, do you want to split him in two? I don't agree! Let's stop talking. Comrade Xiao Fu isn't here today, so I haven't cooked. That's all for now. I'm going to catch up with my old classmate... um."

The teacher took off his glasses, breathed on the lenses, and slowly put them back on.

"Okay, then I'll take that as your agreement. I'll head back to the guesthouse now."

Then he glanced at the tape recorder with a mocking look on his face, "Sometimes you shouldn't be too ostentatious when you do things, you can't do it like this! How about I lend you this tape recorder? I also have dinner appointments with some veterans from the General Staff and the Ministry of National Defense tonight, I can analyze the battle with them."

Old Chen had no choice but to glance at her with a disgruntled expression and say, "Fine, fine, take it and get out of here."

The teacher picked up the radio and drove off, then returned to his car and began writing furiously:

[Chen the Cripple still can't hold his own. Regarding the question of who Renfeng's disciple is, I, Old Liu, still hold considerable authority. Only that stubborn legion commander remains. Tonight, I must persuade him to give a unified account to avoid misunderstandings when future generations compile war history.]

Old Chen was left sitting alone in the main room, his stomach full of anger, cursing inwardly: How could this blind Liu be so shameless?

He scribbled furiously: "Liu the Blind has infuriated me today! Has he lost all sense of shame just to claim Renfeng as his own? No matter what, it's a done deal that Renfeng is my apprentice, Old Chen's disciple. Anyone who dares to disagree will face my wrath. Didn't you say your son wanted to attend Harbin Military Engineering Institute? Fine, come on, let's see if I don't teach him a lesson. If he can't beat his father, does that mean I, Old Chen, can't bully your son?"