In the book era, my villain is super well-behaved

Yan Yan didn't want these trivial matters to pass through other people's mouths to Xiao Guanguan's ears, thereby alienating each other, so he vaccinated her in advance.

"She hit me with a frying spoon, and as soon as I hid, I fell on your third uncle..."

"Tao Yinling wants to die, and I agree with it, but why do I have to treat everyone else as fools!"

Lu Cong is completely on the little brother's side.

Tao Yinling must have heard what Yan Zhan said about the marriage of the Yan and Mi families, and she was rushing to curry favor with the Mi family!

"Fortunately, you and her broke up a long time ago, and you made a statement in the newspaper, otherwise you don't know how you would be implicated!"

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that she was Shu Sanbo's niece...

Will this kind of kinship relationship be implicated?
She was so stimulated that Xiaoqing and Xiaoxuan continued to ask her for it after eating the chicken head and buttocks.

She was very upset now, so she directly gave it two chicken legs.

Then, she wiped her hands with a towel, and said, "Suddenly, I am full of ideas, and I am going to continue to contribute."

"I'll go get the pen and manuscript paper." Yan Xian was very supportive of the ideal of the small pot.

Lu Cong refilled the pen, thinking of an eye-catching title.

O dark corners of the new society, look at me!
No, I am afraid that the editor would not dare to submit the title to her.

In the new society of saving the suffering, I want to own my life!
No, the purpose is too obvious.

Cross out the rewrite.

The party is a beam of light, and I am a sunflower... Love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be flattened.

This one is ok.

Finding inspiration, she began to write manuscripts.

The handwriting is clean and neat, the words are extensive, the emotions between the sentences are rich, the language is fluent, sonorous and powerful.

First reveal the identity of the orphan girl as helpless, and then highlight the fact that her parents died in the line of duty.

The middle part is about the various grievances and heartaches she suffered when she was used as a child labor by the third uncle's family, abused and beaten.

In the end, the party rescued her, gave her a tenacious and unyielding will, taught her to break through herself bravely, and face life positively and courageously...

By the time she finished writing the manuscript, it was already lunch time.

The nurse aunt brought the food, because she knew that Yan Xian, who was accompanying her, was also there, so the amount of food was sufficient.

For lunch, there is one dish, one soup, one thinner, and one dry dish. The dish is fried shredded pork with tangerine peel, the soup is black-bone chicken stewed with Beiqi Codonopsis, the thinner is lotus seed and longan porridge, and the dried one is rice with mussels and japonica.

Lu Cong turned back and took the empty lunch box on the bedside table, set aside his own measure, and left the rest for the little brother to eat.

Yan Xian blew the porridge to cool and put it in front of her.

Yu Cong scooped up a spoonful of it with a spoon and put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly glowed with sparkling apricot eyes.

"This porridge is sweet and delicious. The medicinal materials in it are of high quality and sufficient. It can nourish the heart and spleen, nourish qi and blood, and is most suitable for my kind of hemorrhagic anemia.

When the swelling in my legs subsides, coupled with my acupuncture, I will definitely be able to recover and walk like flying. "

"What can I do for you?" Yan Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Lu Lu has a broad heart and said while eating.

"Basically I can't rely on others, the hospital is in good condition, I can start acupuncture in a few days, once every three days, seven times in a row, and then drink decoction for a month, and I can almost recover.

The latter is mainly strengthening training, single-leg standing training, and finally practicing single-leg jumping.

This not only strengthened my muscles, but also trained my balance, and I was able to walk again.

As for the scars, I'm afraid it will be very difficult after a year or so. "

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, unable to restrain his heartache, and hid the pain that was about to overflow.

How much he wanted to be hurt for her, hurt for her...

After eating and feeding the dog, it's time to go to work again.

Lu Cong gave him the freshly released manuscript and asked him to drop it into the mailbox.

Yan Yan couldn't even stay by her side. He had never wanted to go to work so much, and was tired of work.

The sun is shining brightly in midsummer, the branches are densely covering the sky outside the window, and the cicadas are singing.

The sunlight penetrates the gaps in the branches and leaves, and casts sparse spots of light.

Yan Xian walked to the lotus pond, turned his head and looked back at the ward.

The sun was dazzling in his eyes, and his eyelashes moved slightly.

The girl got up from the hospital bed and kept waving to him.

She is as foggy as a blue daisy from a distant mountain, her eyes smile like a crescent moon, and her temperament is as clear and agile as water.

Instead of turning his head three times a step, he walked straight backwards, almost writing the word reluctance on his face.

The veteran cadres who came out for a briefing after the meal saw this scene again.

As an old comrade, you must be old and dim at the right time.

Xiao Gu: "..." Isn't this the ward where the three dogs begging for roast chicken lived?
After leaving the yard, Yan Xian drove to the National Defense University to pick up Mr. Sui and a few students, and went down to the workshop together.

Mr. Sui felt that there was no need for him to go down to the workshop, mainly because he was a farmer alone, so he wouldn't understand even if he read it!
Recently, he is cramming.

Study professional reference books, including "Mechanical Design Manual", "Firearms Design Manual", "Principles of Firearms", "Tolerance and Fit", "Metal Material Technology" and so on.

Mr. Yan also allocated a separate office for Mr. Sui. The design of firearms must be highly confidential, so it is not suitable for designing in a large office. In addition to drawing pictures, theoretical demonstrations are also required.

Therefore, Mr. Sui couldn't find anyone to ask some questions, and he was completely self-taught.

Pity him at such an old age, and he has to walk the road of studying again.

The Imperial Capital Machinery Factory is located on the edge of a small town in the suburbs.

It used to be a firearms repair shop, and later changed its name to a machinery factory. It is more than 30 kilometers away from the urban area to the town.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived by car.

Section Chief Song of the machinery factory welcomed them in and said, "The task has been assigned, and the masters in the workshop are waiting for you in the conference room."

It was very noisy in the conference room.

"Military design is not something that can be produced with just a few drawings, and nothing can be produced by following the script..."

"The army refused to use the 63-type automatic rifle because of the high failure rate, and shouted: Give me back the semi-automatic slogan, but now I need a whole new version!?"

"Yeah, I don't know what those technicians are thinking, what to do when you are free?"

"Haha, I just don't know what to say!"

"What nonsense! You can't control your mouth anymore, right?" Section Chief Song felt ashamed because of the improper attitude of the workers under him.

It is very respectable to be able to work in the factory these days, and there is basically no talk of dismissal.

Therefore, when they saw people from the National Defense University coming, they were still defiant.

Mr. Sui had never been in contact with any factories, but when he saw these majestic workers, his brows became a "Chuan".

Still peasant comrades are simple and cute!
Yan Xian didn't care about such indifferent people, he didn't care whether the other party was a worker, let alone tolerate them like a factory leader... (End of this chapter)