Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 712, Dragon Roar Shocks the World
Half past ten in the morning.

Xu Damao followed Lou Xiao'e to a villa with a Chinese style. Not to mention Xu Damao, even Lou Xiao'e couldn't believe it when she saw this villa. I checked the address in my hand several times to make sure it was correct.

This place is so big, so beautiful, and quite luxurious. Not to mention, the front door is quite majestic.

Lou Xiao'e knocked on the door of the villa.

After a while, someone came to open the door. The person who opened the door was a Filipino, a Filipino maid.

"Hello! Who are you looking for?" the Filipino maid asked.

"I am Lou Xiao'e, and this house is mine now." After Lou Xiao'e said that, she looked for her ID in her bag.

Before Lou Xiao'e even took out her ID, the Filipino maid shouted excitedly: "It's Miss Lou, please come in quickly. My wife gave me your photo, but it was too sudden and I didn't recognize it for a moment. I'm really sorry."

The Filipino maid kept bowing and apologizing to Lou Xiao'e.

Lou Xiao'e waved her hand and said it didn't matter.

After welcoming the two into the house, the Filipino maid went to buy groceries. At this time, Lou Xiao'e still had no intention of telling Xu Damao the truth. What he just said was in Cantonese, and this guy couldn't understand it anyway.

"That's a Filipino servant. A servant is the servant of an official in the play." Lou Xiao'e explained.

Entering the villa, Xu Damao's eyes widened. There is a garden, a rockery, and a pond for raising fish. The decoration inside the house is a bit old, very old Chinese style. The house is kept very clean, probably by this Filipino maid.

Moreover, when going out, my father always warned me not to reveal my wealth. Nowadays, there are many gangs in Hong Kong, and it is not as peaceful as imagined.

And for such a long time, the house was empty.

Lou Xiao'e's father said that he wanted Xu Damao to work hard in Xiangjiang for a year or two, and then slowly tell Xu Damao the truth. When the poor get rich, it is easy for them to lose themselves and let themselves go like the nouveau riche. When the time comes, it may be either a blessing or a curse.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e was completely different from what she was in the capital, noble and generous. Lou Xiao'e was so fascinated by Xu Damao that she felt a little overwhelmed holding her child.

Mozi's friend was afraid that the servants would cause trouble in her house, so she asked him and Lou Xiao'e to come over and help her look after the house.

My friend Lou Xiao'e went back from Xiangjiang to visit her grandma. It might take a long time before she could return to Xiangjiang.

Lou Xiao'e's father used to be nicknamed Lou Bancheng, and his knowledge was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Servant? What the hell? Your friend actually has a servant at home, and she is still staying in the capital. Oh. Her grandma is dying. She is going home to see her grandma. She asked us to help her. Are you a housekeeper?" Xu Damao probably understood.

Xu Damao felt that he had found the truth.

"Mozhi, your friend is really interesting. You can borrow such a big house at any time. And the foreign woman just now, is she a relative of her family? Why do you feel so groveling? Do you owe your friend's family a lot of money?" Xu Damaoyi Face asked curiously.

Lou Xiao'e was thinking about what excuse to use to coax Xu Damao, but the guy actually found the excuse himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm here to show her the house. Look at how many valuable things there are in this house. What if someone steals them if I'm not here for a long time?" Lou Xiao'e nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Since he was helping others, Xu Damao felt much more at ease. Otherwise, Xu Damao would still be a little uncomfortable if they were suddenly given a big house to live in.

"Mozhi, did your friend tell us which room he would like us to stay in?" As soon as he settled down, Xu Damao began to think about things in his mind.

Ever since I left the capital, I have been busy coming to Xiangjiang.

It's been several days since he played tricks on his wife.

so.
"This room, Lou Xiao'e pointed to the master bedroom on the second floor."

"Let's go take a look"

"Let's go!"

Lou Xiao'e entered the room with the intention of visiting, but after entering, she never came out. Of course, they made arrangements for their children first.

On October 10th, Jiang Yan took a day off. Aunt Yang took the old lady to visit her little sisters. The children were sent to her father-in-law Liu Xufeng's home. The rest of the people went to work and went to school. , the whole courtyard was quiet, only Jiang Yan stayed in the courtyard alone.

At noon, after Jiang Yan made a bowl of noodles, he placed four dishes on the table under the vines in the yard, opened a bottle of good wine, poured a glass for himself, and then poured a glass for the other person, and drank. After a glass of wine, I was lost in thought in the direction to the west, recalling all the things I had traveled through the past ten years or so, and suddenly a different kind of feeling came to my mind, which I couldn't explain.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already one o'clock sharp. Jiang Yan knew that in two hours, the dragon's roar would happen in the northwest. This was the reason why the dragon's roar shocked the world. Therefore, the history of our country is officially divided into two eras. It is precisely because of this that our country finally got rid of all the monsters and monsters and made great strides forward. However, who can know the hardships involved.

Mr. Qian said that having a sword but not using it and not having a sword are two different concepts. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan picked up the wine glass opposite and poured wine.

"Respect, pioneer. Respect, fearless brave man."

After putting down the wine glass, Jiang Yan sat down on the couch alone, lit a cigarette, and hummed an unknown song.

If anyone comes close they will hear it. "Little rubber ball, kick it with your feet, Malan blossoms twenty-one. Two five six two five seven, two eight two nine thirty one,..."

This nursery rhyme may be quite unfamiliar to people today, but if you are born in the 80s or 90s, it should be quite familiar. It is a nursery rhyme for jumping rubber bands, but such a simple nursery rhyme hides a shocking secret today. That is a series of information such as the explosion time of our first atomic bomb and the production base.

In 1958, the nuclear weapons test base was initially determined to be the Houkeng area more than kilometers northwest of Dunhuang. However, after a period of investigation, relevant personnel discovered that the nuclear weapons test base could not be selected at Dunhuang Point because it is an ancient cultural site. Dunhuang is an important town with many cultural relics and historic sites. Once a nuclear weapon test is carried out, Dunhuang's cultural and historic sites may be destroyed. We cannot be sinners of history. In addition, the explosion of nuclear weapons will also affect the people of Dunhuang.

After some investigation, relevant personnel found that the lake in the southeast of the Uyghur Autonomous Region in XJ, my country, is known as the "Ear of the Earth" and the "Sea of ​​Death" because it is shaped like a human ear. We found a place that was hundreds of kilometers away from human habitation, farmland, and pasture, and selected this place as the nuclear bomb testing base. The leader also gave this place a romantic name, Malan Village.

A construction army of 50,000 people marched into Lop Nur in a mighty manner and began to build a nuclear bomb test base. The project was so huge that it took 50,000 people several years to complete the construction. This base was named Malan Base.

After the atomic bomb exploded successfully, everyone in the base shouted "Malan flowers are blooming". They all paid too much for the nuclear bomb test. However, after the success, their achievements could not be known to outsiders, even their family members. I cannot share the accomplishment of this moment.

It is to commemorate these unknown heroes that the nursery rhyme was born: "Little ball, kick it with your feet, Malan flowers bloom twenty-one..."

"Little ball" refers to the shape of the atomic bomb, "kick" refers to the tower detonated, and "Malanhua blooms on the 1962st" refers to the completion of the construction of nuclear weapons research institutes in .

The real password of this nursery rhyme is: On October 1964, 10, my country’s first atomic bomb exploded successfully at the Malan Assembly 16 Experimental Base!

(End of this chapter)