Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

In the next few days, comrades-in-arms kept visiting him, and Li Xiangyang met them one by one.

Apart from this, he rarely left the courtyard. Every day he just sat in the yard to bask in the sun and drink tea. His life was very leisurely.

"Xiangyang, why do you look like an old man?"

Yan Bugui said this more than once.

Li Xiangyang smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, when people experience more, they naturally like quietness."

Yan Bugui originally wanted to say that you are a young man in his early twenties, how could you have so much experience? But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered that Li Xiangyang was already the division commander.

"Oh, then you continue to bask in the sun!"

Yan Bugui shook his head, picked up the fishing rod and bucket and walked out.

"Uncle Yan, are you going fishing?"

Li Xiangyang's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, it's a rare day off, I have to enjoy it!"

Yan Bugui hummed a little tune and continued walking out.

suddenly--

"Uncle Yan, take me with you!"

Li Xiangyang jumped up and stopped him.

Three years, three full years.

Does anyone know how he got through these three years?

It's outrageous that a fisherman hasn't touched a fishing rod for three years!

Seeing Li Xiangyang's eyes shining, Yan Bugui shuddered and quickly hid the fishing rod behind him, "No, I won't take you!"

"Why?!"

Li Xiangyang was stunned for a moment.

"Have you forgotten how you fell into the river before?"

Yan Bugui said unhappily: "Falling into the water once is not enough, do you want to do it again? Don't forget that you are a division commander now!"

"Uncle Yan, that was purely an accident!"

Li Xiangyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In his previous life, he was known as the Little White Dragon of the Waves. How could his original body be the same as him?

Seeing that Yan Bugui wanted to say something, Li Xiangyang said very straightforwardly: "Uncle Yan, let's make a bet to see who can catch more fish!"

"What's the stakes?"

As soon as he heard about gambling, Yan Bugui immediately became interested.

"I'll bet on that bottle of wine in your cabinet!"

Li Xiangyang said with a smile.

"Okay, I was wondering why you kept looking at the wall when you were drinking last time. It turns out you spotted me a long time ago!"

Yan Bugui shouted angrily.

He deliberately hid the bottle of white wine that he had treasured for a long time, for fear that it would be discovered by Li Xiangyang, but it was still found by this guy.

"How about it, do you dare to bet?"

Li Xiangyang glanced at him and said something that would drive every fisherman crazy, "Are you afraid that you can't catch more fish than me?"

"fart!"

As expected, Yan Bugui, who claimed to be the king of fishing in Siheyuan, could not stand such an insult and agreed immediately.

The two went to Shichahai together and started a fishing competition.

During this period, Yan Bugui kept mocking Li Xiangyang.

"Boy, fishing is a skill that requires patience and skills!"

"How old are you this year? If I ask you to sit here and fish, can you sit still?"

As he muttered, he hung up the prepared bait and threw it towards the river surface. "Look, this fishing rod of mine has been used for 20 years!"

The fish maw fell steadily into the center of the river.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui showed a satisfied expression.

He looked at Li Xiangyang and was about to give him a lecture when suddenly his eyes widened.

Li Xiangyang leaned over, scooped up a handful of water from the river, poured it on the bait, and stirred it carefully.

After the bait was formed, he took out the fishing rod in an orderly manner, mixed it, and threw it at random.

"this......."

Yan Bugui opened his mouth wide with an expression of disbelief.

Why does Li Xiangyang look like a fishing master?

Noticing Yan Bugui's expression, Li Xiangyang sneered in his heart.

Humph! I got this fishing skill by sacrificing love in my previous life!

After twenty years of fishing by the river, my heart has become as sharp and ruthless as a butcher's knife!

A few hours later——

"Uncle Yan, has the winner been decided?"

"No! The sun hasn't set yet, and I haven't lost yet!"

Yan Bugui's eyes were red as he stared at the fish bladder on the surface of the river.

He still has bait, he can still turn the tables!

Another hour passed—

"Uncle Yan, you should finally admit defeat this time, right?"

"It's not dark yet, the game isn't over yet..."

Yan Bugui looked pale.

Another half hour—

"Uncle Yan, it's getting dark. We should go back."

Li Xiangyang stood up and said.

"No, I, I haven't lost yet......"

Yan Bugui's eyes were dull and his lips kept trembling.

"But my bucket is full!"

Li Xiangyang picked up the bucket full of fish and said helplessly, "If you catch more, I can only put them in your bucket!"

"bang"

The fishing rod in Yan Bugui's hand fell to the ground, and his pride was shattered along with it.

That night, Li Xiangyang drank most of the white wine that Yan Bugui had collected for a long time without any hesitation, and said it was a great pleasure.

Yan Bugui looked distraught, as if he couldn't bear such a great blow.

"Uncle Yan, thank you for your hospitality!"

After eating and drinking, Li Xiangyang prepared to go home.

"and many more!"

Yan Bugui grabbed his arm, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

“How did you catch it?”

Li Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Hearing this, Yan Bugui stood there in a daze.

After a long time, a tear flowed down his eye socket.

"I, I lost..."

......

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for Li Xiangyang and He Yuzhu to leave.

The Li and He families saw them off together.

He Yuzhu did not go to the military academy, but went to Jinzhou instead.

After the 40th Army returned to China, it was assigned to garrison in Jinzhou. He Yuzhu went there to carry out a mission.

When he heard that He Yuzhu was leaving again, He Daqing, a grown man, burst into tears.

"My son, the battle is over, why are you leaving?"

Being watched by many neighbors, He Yuzhu felt very embarrassed. He said angrily, "Dad, I am the battalion commander now. I can't stay and be your cook!"

"But your marriage......"

"Dad, you should worry more about yourself!"

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes.

He Daqing originally wanted to teach He Yuzhu a lesson, but after hearing these words, his heart skipped a beat.

It is true that his son is of marriageable age, but he is not young either!

As the saying goes, a man should get married when he is old enough. I am all alone, and my life is a bit lonely...

On the other side, Li Xiangyang's family was also immersed in the atmosphere of farewell.

Taking into account the actual situation of the students, the college deliberately relaxed the requirements and allowed students to bring their families to school. It also arranged dormitories for the teachers near Ninghai Road to facilitate their daily life.

Li Xiangyang and Qin Qiaoer were newly married, so naturally they didn't want to live apart, so he took her with him.

They said goodbye to their parents together.

Li Changyi was as calm as ever and did not show too much emotion. He just repeatedly reminded him to take care of his health and not to overwork himself.

Cui Xiulan was crying and kept nagging Li Xiangyang to eat well and not to get hungry or cold.

Soon, the car that picked up Li Xiangyang arrived at the door.

"Commander Li, it's time to set off!"

Li Xiangyang bowed to his parents and got into the car with Qin Qiaoer.

As the courtyard got farther and farther away, Li Xiangyang thought silently: Jinling, here I come!