I make a living solving crimes.

Memories should be like old photos found in a pile of old papers, dim, blurry and incomplete.

Chang Wei vaguely remembered that his grandmother in his previous life also had such a sewing box. She used it for many years, and in the end even the patterns on it could not be seen clearly.

In the long river of time, there are always some people and some things that are worth remembering.

The two little guys didn't have his sentiments and were now being chased around the yard by Yang Min, causing a huge mess.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

It was truly a morning full of warmth and affection.

In the end, it was the Monkey King and Xiao Zhao who saved the two little people. The golden monkey stood in front of Chang Long and Xiao Zhao bit Yang Min's trouser leg tightly, which allowed the two little people to escape.

"Brother is so mean. He didn't even save me." On the steps in front of the door, Chang Long hugged the Monkey King and complained to Chang Xiaoman.

It was difficult for the little girl who was not beaten to empathize with Chang Long. Although she also ran around crying, she was never Yang Min's target.

She was just there to join in the fun, to create the atmosphere.

"My uncle is eating noodles, so he doesn't have time!"

"Huh, is eating noodles more important than saving me?"

"But, but my uncle is very good, you can't say that about my uncle."

"You were deceived by him. I tell you, he doesn't want you anymore. He thinks you wet the bed, so your mother took you away this morning."

The little girl was stunned. She stood up suddenly, looked at Chang Long with tears in her eyes, stomped her feet hard, turned around and ran into the house, shouting, "Uncle, don't you want me anymore?"

Chang Wei quickly put down his chopsticks and picked up the little girl, "No, how could uncle not want Xiao Man."

"My aunt said that my uncle dislikes me for wetting the bed."

"Did you wet the bed today?"

"No."

"Yes, Xiaoman is a big kid now and won't wet the bed. Will you wet the bed again in the future?"

"I don't wet the bed. I'm a big four-year-old."

The little girl was confused by Chang Wei and soon forgot what to say. Her mood quickly improved. She sat on the bench beside Chang Wei, holding the little black cat, her short legs swinging back and forth, her eyes full of attachment to her uncle.

Chang Long walked into the house disappointedly, and seeing Chang Wei calm and composed, he angrily asked, "Brother, why didn't you save me just now?"

Chang Wei picked up the bowl and drank some noodle soup, then he grabbed the black cat in Chang Xiaoman's arms and wiped its mouth, then he looked up and asked, "When are your final exams?"

Chang Long looked at him blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Yang Min had just walked into the room after beating the quilt with a feather duster. When she heard this, she glared at him fiercely, "Your elder brother is asking you a question."

The little girl pursed her lips and whispered, "Next Friday."

Chang Wei nodded. "Xiao Ni, Xiao Tian, ​​and Xiao Nan are all reviewing, but you are still playing. You seem to be very confident."

While Chang Long was still thinking about how to answer, Chang Xiaoman became proud and said, "Auntie said that you will definitely do well in the exam this time."

Chang Wei looked at Chang Long in surprise, "You are so confident, how many places can you get this time?"

Chang Long hurriedly tried to cover Chang Xiaoman's mouth, but was still a step too late. "Auntie said she could get third place."

Chang Wei was very pleased and nodded heavily.

Although the little girl is naughty, she is still smart.

"My aunt said that there were only two people in their class that she couldn't beat. I asked my aunt to take me with her so that I could help her beat them. But my aunt said she didn't want help and that she would go to Master Zhang to learn during the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, she would be able to get first place in the exam..."

Chang Wei took a deep breath and stood up to collect the bowls.

Yang Min squeezed the feather duster in her hand again and again.

Let’s fight!

Just when the battle was about to break out, four explosions were heard in succession in the central courtyard, which scared Yang Min.

Chang Long rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to run away.

In the west wing of the central courtyard, Bang Geng had already run away, leaving only Jia Zhang, jumping and cursing in front of the door.

Every word he said was vulgar, and Qin Huairu was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to leave the house.

She is Bang Geng’s mother.

In the corridor, a newly built stove was knocked to the ground with a bang, coal cinders splattering everywhere. The iron pot next to it was still spinning back and forth, vegetable leaves were falling like snowflakes, and the walls were covered with colorful soup.

Chang Wei also ran to watch the excitement, listened to the neighbors' gloating discussions, and shook his head.

Sure enough, the melon you eat may be the injury suffered by others.

With his hands behind his back, he continued walking towards the east wing of the front yard.

When Father Bear saw him coming, he greeted him warmly and invited him into the house for tea.

After a few pleasantries, Dad Bear went into the inner room and came out with two blue triangular bayonets.

"I have finally fulfilled my mission. Director Chang, please take a look and see if it is suitable for you."

Chang Wei picked it up and looked at it carefully, then waved it in his hand a few times. Because the handle was too small, it was a little inappropriate to use it without taking the gun off.

The same was true of the three-edged thorn in the previous life.

But Chang Wei was very satisfied with the hardness and weight.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Xiong. You have helped me a lot." Chang Wei expressed his gratitude seriously.

"It's not a big deal. You have the blueprint, I'll just follow it. The surface is covered with arsenic, so be careful when you use it."

Chang Wei paused, quickly took out a piece of rag from his bag, and carefully placed the bayonet on it. "I'll have someone send this to the troops for a trial tomorrow. If it passes, you'll definitely get a credit."

"No, no, I just made it according to your drawings. It's no big deal." Dad Bear waved his hand to refuse.

He is a real technician and he is embarrassed to take advantage of others like this.

Chang Wei smiled and didn't elaborate.

It is indeed not difficult to make a triangular thorn, but if a person takes his own affairs to heart, then he is worth associating with. If the product is made beautifully, then his skills are also good.

Subsequent directional mines do not have much technical content, so you can consider letting Bear Dad join the research team.

Even if you can't make an American version of the broadsword, you can learn from the Russians and make a big, black and rough enlarged version that is more powerful.

After chatting for a few more words, he got up and went home with the rag wrapped around the bayonet.

The people in the middle courtyard were still laughing and watching Jia Zhang scolding. Chang Long and Xiong Chumo were sitting at the door of He Yuzhu's house, whispering to each other. When they saw Chang Wei coming, Xiong Chumo quickly stood up and timidly shouted, "Big pot is good."

Chang Wei glanced at Chang Long, responded with a smile, took out a candy from his pocket and placed it in Xiong Chumo's palm, rubbed her head, and continued walking towards the back yard.

Chang Long stared at the lone candy in Xiong Chumo's hand in amazement, and ran behind Chang Wei angrily, shouting, "Stingy guy, drink the cold water, and you'll turn into a devil after drinking the cold water."

Chang Wei suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at the little girl's angry face, "Bounce back."

Chang Long was dumbfounded.

A candy flew out of Chang Wei's hand in a parabola. "Next time you say something bad about me, I won't have any change for you during the New Year."

The little girl immediately put on a smile, reached out to catch the candy, and ran back to Xiong Chumo to show off.

On the way back to the rear courtyard, Chang Wei was still thinking about who he should consult about the bayonet and directional mines.

After sitting in the room for a long time, he finally made up his mind to make the call.

"Sister Tuan'er, there is a business that can make you rich. Ask my uncle if he is interested?"

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