“This brat!”
After listening to Li Yun's words, Old Li raised his head and looked around, feeling as if he had drawn his sword and looked around in confusion.
"Stop holding on!"
At this time, Uncle Yang took out a tissue and placed it in front of Lao Li.
"I was just blinded by the wind and sand..."
Before Old Li finished his sentence, he had already taken the paper. If he said this in the ward, he would be scolded to death by the cleaning lady.
Where does the wind and sand in the ward come from?
"What a coincidence! Who would have thought that thing turned out to be a barrier rope? I was even negotiating with that foreign businessman at the time!"
"They were sneaking around. I thought they were Indian merchants, pretending to be merchants from America, trying to defraud them of their goods. Indians love to do this kind of thing."
"However, what Xiaoyun said just sounds comfortable."
"About ten years ago, that group of people wanted to completely westernize. People like us would be scolded to death if we said anything more, so we could only work hard with bare chests."
"Fortunately, we have aircraft carriers, and stealth aircraft will soon be available."
"Xiao Yun always talks about rounding off, so am I also involved in the development of the arresting cable? Hahaha!"
As Uncle Yang was speaking, his hand was placed on the tissue. He secretly picked up one and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
On the side, Lao Li reached out again to get a tissue.
When we get older, our eyes seem to be out of control and we shed more tears for some reason.
The two old men sat back to back, watching the live broadcast with tears in their eyes, their necks raised high involuntarily.
It seemed like I was back in that shabby primary school, wearing that old-fashioned school uniform, wearing a red scarf for the first time, and looking up.
At that time, he was still a teenager and a rising star!
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