The next day, Zhang Lan and his father got up early in the morning, father and son met Li Yumin, and a group of three people rode two bicycles to the town, bumping all the way on the dirt road without hardening potholes, making the little guy sitting on the beam miserable, and when he arrived in the town, Zhang Lan felt as if his ass no longer belonged to him, and he couldn't find any feeling at all, so he secretly pinched hard, well, it seems that there is a little bit of feeling, and the nerves are not completely bad, not bad, It's finally the road to the sky.

In my memory, the road from the town to the county was built in 1990, when every household smashed stones to support the construction, and when the road was completed, the whole town held a carnival, and after looking forward to it for many years, the road was finally repaired. As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. This is true at all, it turns out that before the road was built, only a small part of the fruits in Zhanglan Town could be transported out every year, and a large number of fruits were so rotten there, which was very heart-wrenching, and it became a heart disease for many people. After the road was repaired in 90 years, the fruits in the mountains could be easily transported out, and in just a few years, it led to the rapid take-off of the entire town's economy, forming an industrial cluster with fruits and fruit processing as the pillars. In 95 years, the road from Zhang Lan's village to the town was built, and the whole village spontaneously set off firecrackers to celebrate, and the scene at that time left a deep impression on Zhang Lan, and he still remembers the joy and enthusiasm of the people at the beginning.

Zhang Lan was secretly ruthless in his heart, build roads, must build roads, and when he earns money, he will encourage the government and his father to build roads, now hurry up and earn money, and buy a car when he earns money, otherwise he may die on this road before he earns money.

A few people sat in the Beijing 212 jeep in the bank and roared towards the county seat. When it comes to the prestige of "Beijing Jeep", everyone in China probably knows about it. The four-wheel drive Beijing Jeep BJ212 is the first generation of Jeep in China, designed and manufactured entirely by Chinese, and is also one of the longest-running models in domestic cars, famous for its good vehicle passability and super off-road ability.

Beijing 212 Jeep was born in 1965. Since the first generation of the leader of New China* Chairman inspected the Red Guards in the open-top "212", the native "212" has written a best-selling myth for more than 30 years. According to incomplete statistics, its market ownership has reached 600,000 vehicles, and the cumulative output is definitely the first in China. Surprisingly, in the 90s of the 20th century, when car sales were generally sluggish, only the BJ212 scenery was unique here. It is the first generation of BJ212 in China with a soft top detachable body and high chassis design, which draws on the Soviet Volga axle technology, and is inspired by the appearance of the American Jeep, developed and designed by Beijing Automobile Factory. The car is durable, inexpensive, easy to maintain, and has good off-road performance. In the more than ten years from the 60s to the 80s of the 20th century, BJ212's "green military uniform" spread all over the country.

Rushing to the county rural credit cooperative, Li Yumin told Zhang Zongjun: "I won't finish the meeting until noon, so you can go out for a walk first, and come to me at about 1 o'clock at noon." Let's go to the convoy together. ”

Zhang Zongjun nodded: "Okay, you go and get busy, I'll take the child out for a walk." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zongjun picked up Zhang Lan: "Let's go, son, it's hard to come today, Lao Tzu will take you to the Armed Forces Department to shoot a few shots." After saying that, he turned around and walked east.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Lan was a little puzzled, and suddenly remembered that his father was the county militia company commander and shooting instructor, which was the most complacent thing for his father, and when Zhang Lan was a child, he often took out the shooting instructor card to show Zhang Lan, and then talked about his own scenery history and excellent marksmanship, how to play with the gun himself, how to quickly disassemble and assemble the gun in half a minute blindfolded, although Zhang Lan heard the ears calloused in the previous life, but after all, he didn't see it with his own eyes, and he didn't go to his heart. Now think about it, it seems to be true, there are still many photos of my father in the militia company training in the photo frame at home, although there are no guns at home, but there are still hundreds of 7.62mm rifle bullets that cannot be faked.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan's heart began to beat involuntarily, not to mention that as a military enthusiast, it is just a random man, there are few who say that they don't like guns, in the eyes of many people, guns are very mysterious, as if shrouded in an invisible charm, although this thing appeared for killing, it still can't stop the men's crazy love for him. In China, a country with extremely strict gun control, many people may not have seen a real gun in their lives, let alone shoot a few shots, and now there is such a good opportunity to contact a gun in front of them, how can Zhang Lan miss it?

"Dad, I want to shoot a few shots too." Zhang Lan said to his old man.

"Oh", Zhang Zongjun felt that he was about to go crazy, it was unacceptable for a one-and-a-half-year-old to come up with ideas for himself to make money, and now he even wanted to shoot??? He wasn't afraid that he would fly out of the recoil of the gun?

"Uh, this, you're too small, the recoil of the gun is too great, I'll take you to shoot when you're older." Zhang Zongjun wiped the cold sweat on his head, "Besides, people may not let you fight." ”

"Don't you know my physical condition?" Zhang Lan raised her little arms as if showing off, making a bodybuilder, "Even a 10-year-old kid who fights with me may not be able to beat me." "Thanks to the super body coordination ability, coupled with the continuous training from the age of half a year to the present, if Zhang Lan fights with a 10-year-old child, it is really hard to say who wins and who loses.

A 10-year-old kid? The cold sweat on Zhang Zongjun's head is flowing faster, how old are you? 10-year-olds are all little kids, so what are you? Little little kids?

"As long as you can find a way to persuade Minister Zhang to agree to let you shoot the target, I have no opinion." Zhang Zongjun had no choice but to put up a white flag and compromise.

"No problem, I'll settle this little thing right away." Zhang Lan said excitedly.

Wiping more and more sweat on his head, Zhang Zongjun's head was full of helplessness, how could his son be so able to toss, where did he learn these words that he had never heard before? Fortunately, I haven't caused myself any trouble so far.

The father and son came to the county armed forces department in a hurry, and when they saw a person from afar, Zhang Zongjun hurriedly greeted: "Minister Zhang, I'm coming to see you." With that, he hurried away.

That person is about 40 years old, with slightly dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, lean and capable, wearing a green military uniform, and is playing a set of punches in the yard.

The person on the other side made a good identification, hurriedly caught up, and held Zhang Zongjun's hand tightly: "I said that I heard the magpie calling early this morning, but I don't want you to come, come on, come on, sit in the house quickly." ”

"Minister Zhang, you are too polite," Zhang Zongjun hurriedly humbled him, "Come to the county seat today to do some business, and come to see you." As he spoke, he quickly pushed Zhang Lan forward, "This is my son." Son, this is your Uncle Zhang. ”

"Hello Uncle Zhang, I often hear my father talk about you," Zhang Lan replied obediently.

Minister Zhang picked up Zhang Lan and asked Zhang Zongjun, "This is your son, hey, this little guy, not bad, he looks like a tiger, his small body is so strong, and he is a good soldier when he grows up." Zhang Lan's black line on the door of his head: What is this called, what is the sound of a strong body is to be a good soldier, could it be that he grew up to be a soldier? Turned his head and began to tease Zhang Lan again, "Tell Uncle, what does your father usually say about me?" ”

This guy doesn't have any kind eyes, who usually talks about you all the time? Zhang Lan sneered in her heart, and replied sweetly: "My father said that your marksmanship is the best in the county, and my father's marksmanship was taught by you, and he also said that you are kind and enthusiastic about everyone, and everyone likes to ask you for help when they have something." ”

Minister Zhang smiled and touched his shaved chin, and smiled so much that only a small slit was left in his eyes, "Hehehehe, there is everything, this is what I should do." Obviously, Minister Zhang is very comfortable at this level of sycophancy, others don't necessarily think so when they pat their ass, such a child says that he is really good? Minister Zhang thought beautifully in his heart, well, this Zhang Zongjun, not bad. I don't know that the little shrewd person I am holding is like a personal essence, and he is a winner who will not suffer a little loss.

Looking at Minister Zhang's happy appearance, Zhang Zongjun looked embarrassed: Damn, I don't know how many people this bastard kid's mouth has fooled, and I haven't done anything bad, why did I give birth to such a monster?

Just when Minister Zhang was still immersed in Zhang's lazy praise and stared at him in a daze, he only heard a children's voice sound: "My father also said that Uncle Zhang is the best for children, and he allowed me to go with him to shoot." ”

"Uh~~" Minister Zhang felt like he forgot to bring a parachute when he parachuted, and fell from mid-air to the ground with a "poof", this big drop is unacceptable: Damn, how can I fucking think this little guy is cute, this gave a little sweet date, and immediately gave a slap in the face, the contrast is too great, and people can't accept it.

Thinking about it, he turned his head and asked Zhang Zongjun: "Is this really your son?" How old is it? Look at his little one, he is not as tall as a gun, is he a mobile gun? Do you want to shoot? Aren't you afraid that the recoil will shake your son half a mile away? ”

Zhang Zongjun looked embarrassed and helpless: "One and a half years old, don't look at his young age, he still has a little strength." Well, I guess if you shoot a gun, probably, maybe, maybe, almost he's okay. ”

"Uh~~~" Minister Zhang's mouth opened wider and wider, from the initial eggs to duck eggs, to goose eggs, and finally to ostrich eggs, and finally "click", and his jaw fell to the ground.

wiped the cold sweat on his head, "You kid want to shoot, okay, Lao Tzu asked someone to give you a test, if you still want to fight after watching it, Lao Tzu has no opinion." Minister Zhang said viciously, turned his head and shouted: "Xiao Wang, go get three 56 semi-automatics, with bipods, and in addition, move a few bricks." ”

Came to the shooting range, the gun has been prepared, three 56 semi-automatic, commonly known as "singles one", magazine 10 rounds of ammunition, to tell the truth, this is a good gun, after the scope can be used as a quasi-sniper rifle, although the performance is worse than the professional sniper rifle, but the cost is low, cost-effective, the dispersion is small, the recoil is not large, it is a good gun that is quite easy to use within 400 meters.

When he came to the shooting range, Minister Zhang gave the gun a good bipod rack, fixed a few bricks brought by Xiao Wang behind the butt, and looked serious, "Little guy, look at it," Seeing Zhang Lan curiously looking behind the butt, he quickly pulled it away, "You kid don't want to live anymore?" Beware of flying bricks that smash your head all over the bag. ”

In order not to affect the stability of the gun, Minister Zhang lay on the side of the 56 semi-automatic, and carefully pushed the trigger back with his fingers, "Pay attention." ”

Zhang Lan didn't dare to breathe, stared carefully at Minister Zhang's movements, "pop", the gun went off, and the brick behind the butt was suddenly knocked out.

"So powerful?" Zhang Lan was stunned.

"How's that, you know it's amazing, right?" Minister Zhang smiled: Sample, I still can't put you on the same footing? "Do you want to shoot?"

"No", Zhang Lan shook her head desperately. Minister Zhang and Zhang Zongjun looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

When I arrived at Minister Zhang's office, Minister Zhang greeted: "Sit casually, if you want to drink the thermos behind the water door, pour it yourself, you're welcome." What are you doing this time? ”

Zhang Zongjun hurriedly replied: "I plan to transport some fruits to Jinan to sell, and I want to go to the county transportation team to rent a car." ”

"Oh, that's a good idea, that's a good idea. In the past two years, the policy has been liberalized, the country is now implementing reform and opening up, allowing some people to get rich first, you have this idea is very good, you can not only get rich yourself, but also drive your economy, I heard that a lot of your fruits are rotten because the clouds do not go out, it's a pity. It's nice that you can do that. Minister Zhang nodded approvingly, and then frowned again, "A few days ago, Battalion Commander Wang of our county garrison said that the army should now generate its own income, let me think of a way." They have dozens of cars, do you think you can help? ”

"We don't~~~~," Zhang Zongjun replied.

Zhang Lan hurriedly interrupted her father's words: "This is our first luck, we don't know the bottom of our hearts, let's take a look at this time, if the business is good, it will definitely trouble Uncle Zhang." ”

Minister Zhang nodded, "Yes, it's better to be safe." After speaking, he patted Zhang Lan's head, "Okay boy, go home and have a good rest, it will be fine in two days." ”

Quickly got off the table, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." ”

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, Minister Zhang greeted, "It's noon, let's have a meal here together." ”

"No, no, no". Zhang Zongjun looked at the wall clock, it was almost 1 o'clock, and hurriedly pushed it, "We made an appointment with my friend to go to the transport team at noon, and the time is up, I'm sorry to let him wait for a long time, we'll go over immediately." I won't eat it this time, let's have a good meal together next time I come, and I'll treat you when the time comes. ”

"Well, in that case, I won't keep you, and I'll come back often when I have time." Minister Zhang was not hypocritical, and said cheerfully. The soldier is Lisuo, and he will never play those twists and turns with you.

"Hmm. We're leaving, you stay, don't send it. Saying that, Minister Zhang still sent it to the door.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Out of the gate of the Ministry of Armed Forces, Zhang Zongjun looked serious: "Why did you interrupt me just now?" How can we take advantage of the troops? If you don't tell me one, two, three, four, five today, come home and be careful with your ass! ”

Zhang Lan hurriedly replied: "Dad, didn't you also listen to Minister Zhang just now, the army is also engaged in income generation now, but there are no good projects in this place, I guess Battalion Commander Wang and they are also worried." If we don't let the goods be shipped to us, they can earn freight, and we don't have to worry, after all, we can rest assured of the quality of the army's transport troops, and we don't have to worry about robbers or anything, and we don't have to worry about safety. When we celebrate the New Year, let's send some condolences to the past, isn't it also our active support for the development of the army? It's good for everyone, isn't it, if we go so far, wouldn't it be right to cooperate with them? ”

Zhang Zongjun lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned around, smiled and slapped his son's head lightly, "Stinky boy, you are smart." The father and son talked and laughed and went to the county rural credit cooperative.

In fact, Zhang Lan's real thoughts in his heart were not spoken, taking advantage of the golden opportunity of the reform and opening up, and the army is also seizing the golden opportunity of the economy to lay a good foundation for relations with the troops, and when he grows up, it will be much more convenient to use his abilities to do some special business with the troops, as long as the things are suitable, the things sold to the army are the most profitable. As long as they handle the relationship well with the principal leaders of the army, make good friendships, and support each other when the time comes, the leaders of the army can use their own help to make meritorious achievements and be promoted quickly, and they do not have to worry about being remembered all the time. No matter when, no one is in the court to help you, it is always unsafe, maybe a gust of wind blows, you will become a tool for others to make political achievements, or look at your wealth, officials and businessmen collude to swallow you in one bite, and finally die without knowing how you died, that is the most photographable. It is necessary to have a community of its own interests and form an interest group -- of course, Zhang Lan himself does not want to do things that are sorry for his conscience and his country, but he must always be on guard and not let himself be bullied by others -- only in this way will he be safe, not only in the military circles but also in the political circles, and he should grasp things with both hands and be firm with both hands, and this is what Zhang Lan really thinks.