"Uncle Bingcao is really a good literary talent, a good idea." Xiaobei praised when he looked around.
"It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. Fully mobilizing the enthusiasm of subordinates is what an official who has to work hard in a small position should do. If you do it seriously, you will succeed. If you do not take a step, it is a thousand mountains. Wan Shui." The uncle looked at the sky at a 30-degree angle, and after speaking, his mouth was pressed tightly, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were deep.
It's a pity that Xiaobei and the others are too short and they are so close that they can't see his look when he looks up. Xiaobei looked up and looked at it hard. After all, he didn't get any results, so he asked, "Would you take a step?"
"Take a step, thousands of waters and thousands of mountains, clouds in the sky, keep this end of your heart, but a step is better than no strength, although the mountains and rivers are far away, there is no wish, no regrets, and no words for a lifetime." Gong Shuhe continued to express his emotions.
Even the local children were a little moved. Two of the children still had tears in their eyes. They were so great and noble.
Gong Shuhe himself thought so too. Turning his head and looking, he deeply understood a sentence, the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
The members of the guarding team have experienced countless lives and deaths, with no expression on their faces. The inspection envoys have different colors in their eyes. How to describe them, just like people watching a theater in the audience.
"Follow the officer, there are good things." Uncle He felt a little guilty in his heart. Facing the inspectors, the little guys felt like they were deceiving and letting people see through. It was weird to say that they didn't have sympathy, he said. Is it affectionate enough? It's like wood one by one.
Suppressing the uneasy thoughts in his heart, the uncle and uncle took the lead and walked ahead, deciding to let Xiaobei and others see something shocking.
The children didn't talk too much, they still followed, but the little boy was a little shaken, and approached Beckham and whispered, "I think it's actually not bad for the uncle to join him."
"It's a good fart, just want to fool people with just a few words? Xiao Yuan, tell this little brother what is sensational to let the little brother see." Xiaobei replied with disdain.
Xiao Yuan immediately answered, touched the little boy, and said, "Don't listen to Xiaobei, just say it to your heart, this uncle can't pick out too much trouble, can you?"
The little boy nodded hesitantly, and Xiao Yuan said: "When we came, we didn’t think well. Who would have thought that there are people who do practical things. When looking at people, there must be prejudice. Let’s talk about our expectations of Jiuyuan County. On the boat. , We think that there are springs everywhere in Jiuyuan, green on both sides of a river, the sun is always high above, and there are many horses and cattle underneath.
The beauty of that piece of elegance is truly unparalleled, and the depth of the past is endless, but I can't figure it out anyway. The end of my eyes is the white sand of yellow sand.
We think that children in Jiuyuan who are similar to us must live a very happy life. They wear beautiful clothes every day and can eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas like Sanshui County. suffering.
But now I have to say that Jiuyuan’s children are not ordinary. After the cold wind, they leave behind a bright smile, more sensible than other children, and the nursery rhymes sung are resonant longer, when the stars are shining and the moon phases. Sleeping in a hug, how do the children in the mainland know the bitter cold of the border
If the children of the scholars of the capital are candles, then the children of the merchants must be the red stoves, and you are a little bit of dew, do not need warmth, because you are used to suffering and do not need mercy, because you have been guarding and guarding, Follow the footsteps of his family with a young body, chase bravely at the border and by the river.
Perhaps, the children in Beijing will never know your hard work, but you will bless them with a smile. Maybe, in the cold rain, you gritted your teeth and endured loneliness, but you kept telling yourself... Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, I’m all Make up, Xiaobei, look, don't you blame you? "
Xiao Yuan finally told the little boy that he was crying, and in a panic, not knowing what to do, he asked for help.
"It's okay, you leave you." Beckham waved to Mo Ming's uncle, and then pulled the little boy a bit, and said: "Look, I just said that the uncle is a fool, who is sensational? No, he just wants us to let him go. If he stays silent all the way, we might give him a chance, but he talks too much. If we really let him go, we will treat him like a goat. The biggest unfairness, isn't it?"
The little boy wiped away his tears and squashed his mouth and said, "I know what you said makes sense, but why do I still feel so sad?"
"That's because Xiaoyuan is not good at it. My brother said before that life is sad enough. Why write other words to make people more sad? If we can't reach the state of no joy and no sadness, then try our best Make people happy. Really good articles are for people to laugh and forget after reading them, rather than suffering and engraving in their hearts. If you are happy, you don’t need to remember me."
Beckham continued to find reasons to comfort the little boy who was said to be crying.
"Nonsense, what did you ask for just now? Is it easy for me? If you don't accept it, you can find a child my age in Datang and ask him to improvise, let me see, who will do?" Xiaoyuan quit, just now It's also very tired.
"Find someone as big as you and better than you? My brother." Xiaobei said, Xiao Yuan lowered his head, and Xiaobei said again: "My sister." Xiao Yuan's head was lowered.
"Look, I'm not wrong? Some people just don't know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. After a few years of reading, they dare to show it off. You will be much better than him in the future." Xiaobei continued to attack Xiaobei. Far away, comfort the little boy by the way.
The little boy didn't agree with Xiaobei's words at all, and said enviously: "When will I be content like Xiao Yuan, Yang Danzi's sister promises to like to play with me."
"You are not saved. I am most disgusted with the kind of people who disregard their character to please girls, don't you think Xiaoyuan?" Beckham made the little boy strong.
Xiao Yuan nodded immediately: "Yes, what Beckham said is right."
"Look, Xiaoyuan is the best. He doesn't need to please me deliberately. I only ask him to have a fair character." Xiaobei was satisfied.
Little boy: After "...", he firmly waved his fist because he realized it.
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Uncle Merge did not know that he had been crossed in the hearts of Xiaobei and others, and he was still working hard to find opportunities for self-help, leading everyone to a workshop in the logistics department under his management.
A hundred steps away, I heard the noise from the workshop, the sound of grinding, the movement of the hammer falling on the anvil, the thick smoke and the sting of the wood being cut.
Two steps forward, the uncle stopped, turned around and shouted to Xiaobei and the others: "Did you see the smoke ahead? Did you hear any movement?"
"Ah." Beckham replied, frowning, "Don't shout, my ears hurt, I can hear it."
"I'm used to it." Gong Shuhe continued to shout: "Always squatting in the workshop, there is no way."
"Damn it." Xiaobei was furious by the pretending uncle. He changed from thinking of herself as a "lady" and cursed in a low voice. He turned and walked back to avoid the uncle he continued to shout. , The voice of the workshop is not so loud that it needs to be shouted.
The crowd followed Xiaobei back for another fifty steps, and the voice of the workshop became even smaller before they stopped.
Beckham plucked her ears with her hand, and asked her uncle, "Why are you asking us to come over?"
Uncle uncle shouted: "The front is the workshop."
"Say another word to my ear and hit you." Beckham stared, "Say, what are you responsible for in this part of the logistics workshop?"
The uncle met the unkind eyes of Zhang Hu and others, converged, and said in a low voice: "The workshop I am in charge of is actually used to remodel firearms. You must know that there are differences in people's heights, and the requirements for firearms are also different. The same gun is not suitable for everyone. For example, the length of the butt is related to the length of the arm, such as the quality of the eyes and the stability of the body. There are also different requirements for the length of the barrel, such as habit and recoil. There are also different needs, such as..."
"For example, my pistol is made according to the shape of my hand. If you talk nonsense with us, I will let you experience the difference in bullets." Beckham couldn't bear it, and took out his pistol. He pointed to the uncle and said.
Xiaobei didn't lie. The bullets in her gun were "explosives". In the case of low recoil, she pursued lethality. Except for the seedling guards at home, the entire Datang had only part of the Jinwuwei equipment.
As for whether it violates any international law, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan don’t care. They both plan to use gas bombs, violation? Do you know the words "little boy" and "fat man", two "cute" children
Gongshuhe knew the pistol and didn't dare to use his life to bet whether the opponent dared to pull the trigger, and quickly said, "It's actually..."
"It's the method that Yang Danzi's father thought of to encourage soldiers with accurate marksmanship and high combat literacy." The little boy interrupted.