Listening to the noise on Tang Wan's phone, Liang Yuan did not ask in depth. After chatting for a few simple words, Liang Yuan hung up the phone.

"Xiaoyuan, what did mom say?" Ning Wanjia asked curiously.

"We are going to Guangdong Zhanjiang in a while to see Uncle Ning. Someone will pick up the military plane at 10 o'clock tonight and fly straight to Zhanjiang." Liang Yuan smiled and returned to the sofa.

"It's so far, is Xiaoyuan going too?"

When the two little girls heard that they could go to the distance, they became a little excited.

"Well, let's go together. Aunt Ning said, you can only bring simple toiletries. Don't move bears, mice, etc. over." Liang Yuan said with a smile.

"I have told you many times that it's not a bear or a mouse." Ning Wanjia pulled Liang Yuan's ear coquettishly.

"Sister, stop eating. We have to pack up. It's not long before ten o'clock." Ning Wanjia pulled Ning Wanfei leaned against the sofa and ate apples.

Seeing the two lolita running into the bedroom excitedly to pack up their things, Liang Yuan sighed, leaned heavily on the sofa, pressed his finger against his forehead, frowned slightly, and wondered why Tang Wan pulled herself to Zhanjiang for.

It doesn't sound like something bad. Tang Wan's tone does not have any hints, but this kind of Zhu Jie action seems a bit awkward, and it is said that if something abnormal is true, it will make you weird.

This air battle in Nansha can be said to be that the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, so Uncle Ning hurriedly pulled himself to the front line. What was the purpose of? Liang Yuan poked his brows gently with his fingers, thinking about various possibilities.

Suddenly, Liang Yuan felt someone pulling his arm. He raised his head suddenly, but saw Ning Wanjia standing in front of him with a worried look on his face. Some little wings pulled his arm.

"What's wrong, Jia Jia? The things were packed so quickly?" Liang Yuan quickly suppressed his messy thoughts and asked.

"Xiaoyuan, what are you doing here this time?" Ning Wanjia asked, staring at Liang Yuan's eyes.

"Let's go to Guangdong to celebrate Uncle Ning's achievements. Uncle Ning just won a big victory there, and today's news broadcast has been reported." Liang Yuan said with a smile.

Ning Wanjia didn't say anything, but just took a small step forward, and she was about to squeeze into Liang Yuan's arms. She still stared at Liang Yuan's eyes.

Looking at Ning Wanjia's crystal clear eyes, a hint of uneasiness, which looked like the look before leaving when she was in Ning Lei's work in her previous life, Liang Yuan's heart tightened, and the surging emotions emerged without warning like a tide.

He raised his head slightly, grabbed Ning Wanjia's tender little hand on his arm, put it in his palm and rubbed it gently, staring at the little girl's big eyes that seemed to be deep pool. He said, "Jia Jia and I go to Zhanjiang together. Doesn't Jia Jia like it?"

"Of course I like it, but Xiaoyuan always lie to others." Ning Wanjia pouted her pouting pink lips and stretched out her other little hand to smooth out the shallow mark left between Liang Yuan's eyebrows just when she frowned.

In the past two years, under the care of Liang Yuan, Ning Wanjia has maintained a cute and pure personality, but the little girl is indeed extremely intelligent. Lies like Liang Yuan were exposed by the little girl in a blink of an eye, and the army was victorious. The family members celebrated their achievements in the past, and the military medal was not wrong. Half of you and half of mine. This lyrics were already known to everyone in the late 1980s, but what did Liang Yuan do?

Looking at the extremely familiar beauty in front of her, her fair cheeks slightly bulged, and while gently wiping her eyebrows, she looked at her with some resentment. Liang Yuan felt that her heart was like plasticine, and in a blink of an eye, countless holes were poked.

"Dad never lie to mom." Ning Wanjia leaned forward again, knelt lightly on the sofa cushion that was empty between Liang Yuan's legs, staring at Liang Yuan's eyes from a high place.

The fresh and elegant fragrance filled Liang Yuan's entire nose. The little girl's long black and straight hair scattered on Liang Yuan's cheeks and neck. The wide orange-yellow ribbon used to tie Ning Wanjia's hair was loose, and the big butterfly buckle tied from the ribbon was tilted on the little girl's snow-white pink neck.

Resisting the urge to hold the little fairy in his arms, Liang Yuan took a long breath and raised his hand to untie Ning Wanjia's loose hair ribbon. His smooth hair rustled down like a waterfall, covering the cheeks of the two people together.

"How could I beg you?" Liang Yuan straightened out the orange ribbon in his hand and raised his hand to sort out the little girl's scattered hair.

"It's all bullshit things. It's just that some people use big hats to hit people. It's impossible for you and Feifei to see "Jiafei" every day in the future." Liang Yuan said softly.

After the F14 fighter returned to China, Ning Wanfei kept yelling to go to Hainan to see the plane. After Liang Yuan took a stack of photos to deal with it, the little girl became more interested. She grabbed Liang Yuan and asked this and that curiously. As a result, Liang Yuan had to tell Ning Wanfei the ins and outs of the F14 fighter and various laces.

However, the two lolitas were not very satisfied with the nickname "Tongcat" of the F14 fighter, and thought it was easy to get confused with the panda. With the amazing hobby of the two little girls who liked the great white shark, it was normal to look down on the national treasure that lived by acting cute. The two lolitas studied for a long time and decided to take out a word from each of the two people's names and name the fighter that Liang Yuan bought back "Jiafei Cat".

When Liang Yuan learned about the decision of the two little girls, he almost burst into laughter. When the two lolis asked the reason, Liang Yuan would not say that the fat tiger-spotted patterned cat had all the earth-shaking facts, but he just said seriously that the name was good and had a memorable significance. In the future, the planes maintained by the overhaul factory will be called Jiafei.

Ning Wanfei was eventually fooled by Liang Yuan and did not go to Hainan because the two little girls knew that the overhaul line of the F14 fighter was a new enterprise that Liang Yuan planned to build. After the overhaul line is completed in Shengjing, you can go to the factory every day to see it.

"Why, didn't Xiaoyuan say that we bought the overhaul line for money?" Ning Wanjia softly lowered her head, half-held Liang Yuan's neck with her hands, allowing Liang Yuan to tie herself up with a ribbon.

"Because of some very annoying reasons, Jia Jia will know when she grows up in the years." Liang Yuan focused on playing with the little girl's beautiful hair, tied the orange ribbon into a big butterfly buckle.

Ning Wanjia turned Shui Yun's eyes, flashed her eyelashes and thought for a moment. She said, "Well, it should be called public-private joint ventures, and it should be nationalized. Our country has done it before."

"Jia Jia is so amazing, she actually said so accurately." Liang Yuan said in surprise.

"Xiaoyuan's history and politics are not good. He always takes tens of minutes of the exam. People just want things you can't learn. I just need to study hard. If I use history and politics in the future, there is no difference between me and you." The little girl said for granted.

Liang Yuan looked at Ning Wanjia's words so naturally that his heart felt warm. The little girl's slightly pale face in her previous life quietly emerged from the depths of her memory. She felt her nose sore again. She forced herself to resist the mixed emotions and did not reveal any of them. She tied the little girl's hair ribbon into a butterfly buckle again.

"Okay." Liang Yuan pinned Ning Wanjia's hair scattered on their cheeks behind the little girl's ears.

Ning Wanjia still hugged Liang Yuan's neck, half-squinted her big eyes. She shook her head gently. After feeling that the ribbon had been tied tightly, the light pink lip line quietly raised a curve, bent down and hugged Liang Yuan's neck tightly, bit Liang Yuan's earlobe, and whispered: "If you want to take it back to the country, you can take it back to the country. Are there many other companies?"

After pausing for a moment, Ning Wanjia's voice became slightly sweet: "Actually, even if all enterprises are nationalized, it's nothing. Apart from drinking yogurt, they have no other hobbies. They will be able to support them in the future."

Liang Yuan was completely turned into a cute little fairy. The faint bitterness in his heart had long disappeared without a trace. He suppressed his smile and nodded. Thinking of moving Ning Wanjia's delicate body to make fun of him, the little fairy just remembered that he was shy after he said it. He hugged Liang Yuan's neck desperately without letting go. Even his snow-white pink neck was covered with a faint rose.

It was not until Ning Wanfei's shouts sounded in the bedroom that Ning Wanjia jumped off Liang Yuan like a frightened rabbit. Looking at the evil smile on the corner of Liang Yuan's mouth, the shy little girl picked up the sofa cushion, beat Liang Yuan blindly, and then hid in the bedroom as if she ran away.

In fact, Liang Yuan had already figured out his thoughts after thinking for a long time. He probably guessed the meaning of Ning Lei taking him to Zhanjiang. It must be related to the overhaul line of the F14 fighter. Apart from this thing, there was nothing worth remembering about on him, and there was no reason why Ning Lei hurriedly brought him to his side.

The overhaul line of the F14 fighter jet has already arrived at Dalian Port. Liang Yuan originally planned to wait for the overhaul line of the A-7 attack aircraft to be transported back to China, and then keep the two projects in Shengjing as much as possible to form a model system for the production and maintenance of American military aircraft, so as to accelerate the ideological transformation of the Republic's aviation department and avoid duplicate waste of resources.

However, after the two battles of the F14 fighter, it should have established an extremely shaky main position in the Republic, and even rose to the level of strategic weapons.

Liang Yuan knew very well that when the Republic first came into contact with the Su-27 series fighter jets, it was almost considered a magical object. Now the Republic has at least four or five years ahead of schedule. It has F14 fighters of the same level as Su-27, and even used F14 fighters to win two proud air battles. At this time, the weight of the F14 fighter jets in the eyes of the senior management can be imagined.

The Republic has never lacked the courage and courage to spend money on such strategic weapons that have been tested in actual combat. At that time, the Republic had just entered the Tujiao Eighth Route Army era, and the Republic dared to allocate 50,000 US dollars from only 300,000 US dollars in foreign exchange to conduct foundational research on nuclear weapons. No matter how difficult the situation is now, it would not be like the ones I used to do as I used to do.

Therefore, it is obvious that Liang Yuan's overhaul line of F14 fighter was taken back to the country. How can the country's important weapons be held in the hands of private individuals? As for the original tacit plan and promise, Liang Yuan had long been thrown behind his head. From ancient times to the present, no matter east or west, no matter which country people believe that politicians have caused foolings, there are countless tragedies. When you open a history book, you can write it clearly and clearly at home and abroad.

In Liang Yuan's view, the term politician is born to be associated with negative words and is definitely an inseparable hardcore brother. Even if politics holds a noble purpose, most of the realization of it is filled with all kinds of dirty and bloody tears. This characteristic is determined by human nature and is completely helpless.

Recalling Ning Wanjia's cheeks that seemed to be cooked with shrimps. Liang Yuan leaned on the sofa and subconsciously rubbed his fingers, complaining happily about some senior executives - he directly announced that he would be able to return home. He had to go to Lingshui by himself.

However, since Uncle Ning took him to Lingshui, it means that he must have a chance to quarrel. For Uncle Ning's face, as long as he is not too naughty and bites a piece of fat, it should be fine. If the government is a hooligan these days, Liang Yuan will certainly be unable to deal with it. Since the government is ready to reason, how could Liang Yuan miss the opportunity to be a hooligan?

He thoroughly sorted out the causes and consequences of the matter. Liang Yuan picked up the water cup on the coffee table and took a few big sips, then went to the phone to call his mother first, briefly told him about going to Lingshui, but did not mention the overhaul of the F14 fighter jet.

Li Yuanling was having a lot of fun fighting with the British, so she didn't have the heart to care about where her son went. Anyway, she knew that Liang Yuan would definitely not starve to death no matter where she went. She just gave a few simple instructions on her health, diet and other issues. She hung up the phone first.

Listening to the busy voice on the phone, Liang Yuan dialed Wang Mengmeng's home with a wry smile, notifying Wang Mengmeng to ask for leave for herself and the two little girls. After Liang Yuan arranged everything, the two lolitas had almost sorted out the three of them's carry-on supplies.

Liang Yuan watched the two little girls pulling a large trolley case out of the bedroom, and said with a smile: "It's much better than before. But I have to check and see if you forced bears or something into it."

Ning Wanjia, who had just left her cheeks, looked at the smile on Liang Yuan's mouth, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she thought of her words just now. A faint sense of pink quietly passed through Ning Wanjia's face. Looking at Liang Yuan smiling and preparing to open the trolley case, she pulled Ning Wanfei and said, "Sister, Xiaoyuan is always a memory. We have said for a long time that Winnie is not a bear. Today, let Xiaoyuan remember it deeply."

After saying that, Ning Wanjia picked up the cushion of the sofa and shook it. Ning Wanfei has always liked the most about beating Liang Yuan. If it weren't for a single fight, Liang Yuan would have to fight at least three or five times a day. Liang Yuan had just come over to open the box stupidly, but was thrown on the sofa and cleaned up.

After Liang Yuan was knocked down by two loli, he looked at Ning Wanjia's cheeks and knew the reason for being dealt with. He could only suppress his smile and was beaten by two little girls to run away with his head in his arms.

The hour hand pointed at nine o'clock, Liang Yuan sat on the sofa with a pair of masks that were not known to be revealed, and only his eyes were exposed. Because Liang Yuan, who had just been repaired, could not help but smile when he looked at Ning Wanjia's cheeks. As a result, in just over two hours, Liang Yuan was repaired by two lolitas at least seven or eight times.

Liang Yuan finally ran to the bedroom and found a large mask and put it on his face. Only then did he end his miserable history. This time, it was the turn of two little girls to look at Liang Yuan and giggle.

The living room was quiet, and suddenly a crisp laugh broke the silence. Ning Wanfei pointed at Liang Yuan's mask and laughed constantly. Liang Yuan rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa with a cool expression.

The two little girls were laughing even harder. When they were happy, they knocked on the door gently. Liang Yuan raised his hand and took off his mask. He lay on the door mirror at the door and looked carefully. He found three men in military uniforms standing at the door with gentle expressions.

"Jia Jia, see if there are any acquaintances." Liang Yuan turned around and said.

The little girl lay at the door and looked at it and said, "Grandpa's guard, Uncle Tong, we know each other."

Liang Yuan responded with confidence and opened the door.

The late night is light and cold, and Dongta Airport is indeed brightly lit as a secondary military airport dedicated to the suburbs of Shengjing.

Liang Yuan and two little girls stood by the empty runway, looking up at the flashing navigation lights in the sky. The buzzing sound of the turboprop engine was clearly audible. In a blink of an eye, a Y-Eight transport aircraft equipped with four engines appeared above the airport.

Liang Yuan grinned helplessly, thinking that this guy was in a bad mood. The Yunba in the 1980s was not only noisy, but also not very fast. It took at least five or six hours for Yunba to fly from Shengjing to Zhanjiang. Taking a military plane sounded very cool, but it was actually a chore.
Chapter completed!