"Then I would like to thank my uncle first. By the way, when will my parents' plane arrive?"
"Your parents' plane should arrive at three o'clock, and your second uncle may have picked them up now."
The fourth uncle sat on the small chair opposite me and smiled. When I heard the news, I scratched the bridge of the little girl's nose again and again.
My parents are back, and I will never have such a relaxing day in the future. Although I will still learn martial arts with Master Wei Xuan, but hey, Xu Ziling recently dreamed of seeing my parents again, but I hated the two of them and wanted to come. It's time to fight.
Thinking of this, my eyes were firmly covered by a pair of big hands. The rough big hands made me shocked, and the familiar voice made me couldn't help it anymore.
"Boy, Dad is back."
"Dad!!"
As soon as the hand scraping the bridge of her nose stopped, the little girl took another unceremonious bite facing her mouth.
After finally returning this girl to her mother, I looked at my two brutally poisoned fingers and sighed.
Turning around, watching the old man go into the room bag by bag, while his mother smiled and gave Zhang Wu a big bag of chocolate, Sanya was so happy that she almost couldn't find it.
Come to think of it, this is just an ordinary family gathering scene, but it is so different in my eyes, probably because my parents start to get older again, or because I start to grow up slowly again.
"Boy, come here."
"Well, Dad, what is in your hand?"
Seeing my father sitting in the middle of the yard with a few travel bags, I stood in front of him. I roughly remembered what was in the bag, but I don't know what surprises there will be in this life.
"This is an American product that your dad and your uncle bought in Russia. Authentic military infrared binoculars. This is a Russian lieutenant colonel who spent two hundred dollars in exchange for twenty cans of beef. He said it was from I got it in the hands of Chechen rebel snipers. I'll play it for you."
"Thank you Dad."
Like the previous one, the most proud business of the old man’s life was to use two hundred dollars to exchange the telescope from the hand of the unnamed lieutenant colonel. The old man’s vision was correct. In Chechnya, almost all the instructors of the Chechen armed forces were Americans. Everyone knew this, but no one said it. This is the game between big countries. Two elegant and ruthless chess players are playing chess, and the chess pieces in their hands are naturally a series of cheap lives that can be exchanged with 7.62 caliber Warsaw Pact bombs and 5.56 NATO bombs.
But this time the old man's trophies are almost more than that. I found out when he watched him take out a combat knife from his travel bag. Last time, let alone the combat knife, there was not even a military kettle.
"Boy, here you are, this was picked from the battlefield."
I pulled out the war knife from the sheath, and while the blade was facing up to the sky, my other hand took a broken hair from the shoulder of Sanyatou on the side, and put it to the blade. Before I even breathed, the hair was broken.
"Good knife."
"Of course it is a good knife. This thing has cut the throat of a signal soldier and a Chechen sniper."
The third uncle, who was eating the cakes his brother-in-law brought back from Beijing, just choked up, while the fourth uncle looked at me without changing the "color" and shoved the knife in its sheath, then threw it to the side of the telescope, and couldn't help swallowing. .
In fact, I think this knife is not fake, but if my dad used his hand, then I would not believe it.
"Lao San, be careful next time you eat." When my dad said this, he took out a helmet from his bag.
"It’s Chechen, it’s American military system, how about it for twenty dollars from a second lieutenant."
"Yes, let me take it."
I took the helmet and snapped it on my head, but it was a bit too big.
"Your kid looks good, but don't take this thing "indiscriminately". It was driven by ak47."
"Oh."
I took off the helmet and found two bullet holes on the side of the helmet. My fourth uncle couldn't stand it anymore. The two uncles fled looking at the military products in the same place.
I put the helmet under my hips, then sat on it, and then unceremoniously turned over my dad's backpack.
"Good fellow, what's this?" After digging out the two daggers and a few bullets, I looked at the pile of parts taken out of the bag and asked, this thing is wrapped in tarp, it should be a part of the gun.
"Well, the parts for the sniper rifle. This was bought from the ensign for one hundred and fifty dollars. There are five boxes of canned beef. The other parts are in another bag."
"Svd?!" My dad replied casually, looking at the pile of parts he was holding on the tarp, and the corners of my mouth started to twitch. Didn’t it mean that I followed my uncle and Zhang Mengping’s eldest daughter as an arms dealer for two years, my father. It's too bold.
"Dad, how did you bring these parts in?"
"Your dad poured a few tons of gasoline on the black market over there, and put all these things in the oil to go through the customs. How about it
"Dad, is it all right."
"Of course nothing happened. I even sold the gasoline to a buddy in the northeast. By the way, you little guy asks why these things, go find your mother to eat.
"Ugh."
The old man rolled his eyes when he was very dissatisfied with me. I was scared that I crawled to my mother's place. My old mother saw that my son was wearing a decent (winter school uniform) with two eyes on his head. His helmet, he almost didn't take pleasure in breaking himself.
"It's written in your grandfather's letter, son, all the exams are very good."
"Ok!"
"It doesn't seem like I need to "fail" with your dad, what a kid." I "touched" and "touched" my face. My mother looked proud.
"Thank you mom." I reached out for the cookies, and my face was horribly tender.
"Don't thank you first, go and wash your hands, it smells like oily hands."
"Oh." I crawled to the bathroom again to wash my hands. As soon as I went out, I saw a few more people in the yard. The man and the woman didn’t know each other very well, but the two little guys behind them turned into ashes. understanding.
"Isn't this a little doctor, come, let the uncle hug."
The middle-aged man's face looks like Brother Pig. I'm not welcome. I rushed over after a few steps, and slapped an old man's face affectionately.
"Uncle! Auntie!"
"Little guy, the mouth is so sweet, come on, this is your share."
"Thank you, auntie."
Zhang Mengping's eldest daughter, Zhang Qihe, my aunt, to be honest, we have always believed that the four brothers can have a good face and all thanks to their mother.
Sui and Zhu is still only a half-year-old child, neither has the poisonous tongue in the future, nor has he discovered that terrible power, but this name has been changed in the second half of last year, and I don’t know what caused it. My uncle saw Lord Tanaka’s Chuanglong Biography and decided to change his children’s names to the names in the novel. I just knew that by last year, the gears of history crackled like that once again, and continued forever. The four brothers appeared in front of me again.
Contentedly, I took the cake heart box that Zhang Qihe handed over, and I opened the package and divided the food with the younger ones.