"Are you okay?"
Without enough time to say hello to a group of old acquaintances who came over, Xiao Han squeezed in next to Lao Deng first, held his hand and asked with concern.
"No...ahem..."
When Lao Deng recovered, he saw that Xiao Han was thinking of him first, and his expression became more and more excited. He broke away from the two young children who were supporting him. Lao Deng just wanted to pat his chest and say that he was fine, but when he patted him, another sound came from his nose.
Two smoke rings were shot out, causing him to cough for a while, before he finally managed to stop.
"No, hurry up and send Mr. Deng to the doctor first, and let the doctor take a good check-up!"
Seeing Lao Deng's current appearance, Xiao Han dared to delay?
After all, an animal like Liu Hongji would have to rest for a long time if he was bombed, let alone a skinny little old man like him.
Since the establishment of the firearms workshop, these little old men are now treasures! If it was because of him that something happened to them, then Xiao Han would really have no time to regret it!
Without hesitation, someone sent Lao Deng to the doctor first. Seeing the figures walking away, Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to look at the others.
Among the people around, familiar faces like Lao Fang and Lao Jiang were there! Most of the remaining ones were names that Xiao Han could name.
It has to be said that these people are still able to stand here intact despite studying something as dangerous as firearms. Most of the credit for this is due to the rules that Xiao Han had strictly formulated.
If it were not for those strict and almost harsh rules, it is estimated that even if these people could still be alive, few of them would be alive, let alone be able to hold fists and exchange greetings with him.
"Xiao Hou, when did you come?"
"Why don't you inform us in advance so that we can sort it out?"
"Pack it up? Clean it up for what? You look like you, how can you clean up Pan An? Lord Marquis, leave him alone! Come and sit in my room! I have good pre-rain tea in my room!"
"Nonsense! I still have Mingqian tea!"
After all, they were familiar old people. When facing Xiao Han, these people were not as restrained as those young soldiers. Instead, they rushed to speak and wanted to invite Xiao Han to visit their research room. They even did not hesitate to move out of their usual rooms for this purpose.
A treasure that I couldn’t bear to part with.
However, their so-called treasures were not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of Lao Jiang, who was holding his arms.
"Ahem, cough, cough, what do you think? I have a jar of red girls!" Lao Jiang glanced at everyone arrogantly, and continued with a sneer: "It's thirty years old!"
"hiss……"
Sure enough, as soon as Lao Jiang said this, the others immediately took a breath and looked at him in shock.
Among the people who suddenly became quiet, Xiao Han was the only one with a strange look on his face, and at the same time he muttered secretly in his heart: "Thirty-year-old daughter Hong? Then how ugly does this girl have to be to be able to marry everyone at the age of thirty?"
stay home……"
Nuerhong is actually the same wine as Zhuangyuanhong. They are both rice wines that were stored in cellars for celebration when a child was born.
The difference is that if the child is a daughter, it is called Nvnu Hong, and if the child is a son, it is called Zhuangyuan Hong.
Wine with special meanings like this is usually buried in the ground for more than ten years, and is not taken out until the daughter gets married or the son reaches high school.
Of course, because of medical treatment in ancient times, life was not perfect. If a girl died during this period, the wine would no longer be called Nuerhong, but would be renamed Huadiao, which means "Hua withered" to commemorate the "premature death of flowers".
". (Note: This is just one of the legends about the origin of Huadiao wine.)
And the reason why Xiao Han muttered that this girl was ugly and didn't marry until she was thirty was precisely because of this.
"Hahaha, Lord Marquis! Let's go to my room! Take a look at the latest thing I made!"
Lao Jiang, who had taken out all the treasures from the bottom of the box, didn't notice Xiao Han's strange expression at all. He only heard that no one was around to fight with him anymore, so he proudly pulled Xiao Han and hurried towards the room where he was.
go.
Lao Jiang's room was not far from Lao Deng's room, and looked exactly the same from the outside.
However, what surprised Liu Hongji was that the walls around these houses were made of thick cement and looked extremely solid, but the doors and windows were made of the cheapest softwood.
Besides that, there was one more thing he wanted to ask from the beginning.
That is why the houses here are not roofed with bricks and tiles, but with thatched roofs. Could it be that after the walls were built, they found that they had no money to buy bricks and tiles, and it was unfinished?
"Hey, Xiao Han! Why are the roofs, doors and windows here so shabby? If you really want to build them, why can't they be repaired better?"
So, while Lao Jiang opened the door and invited them in, Liu Hongji quickly lowered his voice and asked the questions in his heart.
"You mean that thatched roof?" After hearing Liu Hongji's question, Xiao Han couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "It's not something here, but it blows up from time to time to cause trouble!"
"You mean, with those cheap materials, you won't feel bad if it explodes!" Liu Hongji suddenly realized and replied with a hammer on his palm.
"This is just one of them." However, when Xiao Han heard this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The most important thing is that using materials with a lighter texture can prevent them from being injured even if they explode accidentally.
people.
For example, if those thatches were blown up to the sky just now, if they were replaced by bricks and tiles, let’s not talk about whether they would break their heads if they fell, but the impact would be trapped in the room and unable to escape, which would be very harmful to the people in the room.
It is also a very dangerous thing.
And with a thatched roof, if it really explodes, the force will break through the roof and be vented, which will also be a kind of protection for the people inside."
Speaking of these things, Xiao Han couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
These small changes may sound simple, but they were changed bit by bit to what they are now after suffering countless losses. The hardships involved are hard to describe!
"Master Hou? Master Hou! Please come in quickly!"
Thinking of the past, Xiao Han was still feeling emotional. Lao Jiang, who had already entered the room, loudly greeted Xiao Han to come in.
Immediately afterwards, the old man turned around hurriedly, ran to the corner of the room, and picked up a huge jar there.
"Is this the thirty-year-old daughter Hong?"
Liu Hongji, who followed Xiao Han into the house, saw the jar and his eyes didn't light up!
When he was eating in the cafeteria just now, he felt everything was fine, except that he was a little out of sorts without the wine.
For this reason, he quietly ran to ask the cook wearing a strange white robe, and learned that drinking was strictly prohibited in the military camp on weekdays! Only during holidays or during Daqing, alcohol would be served.
This chapter has been completed!