"Hey, Lao Ji is back. I haven't seen any old lady in so many days."

"Nonsense, I never pay attention to those old ladies. Do you think that an old man like you is going to square dance every day? I, let's play a game of chess. I haven't played for many days. I'll let you

Just a car."

"Bah, you let Lao Ji have a chariot? Wasn't it always Lao Ji who gave you chariots, horses and guns?"

In the green area of ​​the community, a group of old men and women who were sunbathing saw Ji Xinghe who had disappeared for a few days, and they all said hello. This shows that Ji Xinghe is very popular.

This kind of popularity is based on the premise that Ji Xinghe is willing to help others, has a very good life style before and after his wife's death, and has retirement benefits and pensions.

"No, I still have something to do and you are busy."

Ji Xinghe responded hurriedly and went straight to his home. He didn't want to tell anyone about his experiences these days, because that would mean he had to say those words again.

He didn't say it to Tu Yuan easily, nor was he trying to gain sympathy. He didn't want people to sympathize with him, he just wanted revenge.

The old men and women all felt a little strange.

"This old man has retired, what else is he busy with?"

"That's right, what are we busy with? We can't be busy with anything. Why don't we go get the eggs? We'll be there at the 19th stop after taking three buses."

"How many eggs are you short of?"

"I'm not bad, but I'm just idle."

"That's right, let's go. If you go late, you'll have to rush to get off work. There are no seats on the bus."

"What are you afraid of? Someone will give us your seat."

"That's right."

…

The house is very deserted. It has not been cleaned for ten days but there is only a little dust. All the furniture, appliances and other items in the living room are neatly placed. There are no clutter, only necessities. It looks a bit monotonous.

There was no forgotten kitchen waste in the kitchen, and there were no smelly ingredients in the refrigerator. When Ji Xinghe returned home, he did not grieve alone, but went directly to the kitchen and took out two steaks that he had marinated by himself from the refrigerator.

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You can see that there are more than thirty pieces in the refrigerator, neatly packaged. These steaks were originally prepared...

Now Ji Xinghe can only eat it himself.

Skillfully turn on the heat, let the air boil in the pan, then add butter, open the plastic bag of the steak, hold the steak with freshly washed hands, put it vertically into the hot pan, first seal the edges, and then fry the whole side. The two steaks are very

It was almost cooked till it was cooked.

This way of eating is not suitable for steak, but Ji Xinghe likes to eat well-cooked beef. If Ji Chenxing didn't like steak, he would choose beef stew with carrots, braised beef with potatoes, or braised in braised beef.

He didn't use a knife and fork. Ji Xinghe didn't like that kind of tableware. The knives and forks at home were all bought for Ji Chenxing back then. He put the two steaks on the plate, and Ji Xinghe, who had a pair of chopsticks, picked them up and started eating.

, biting hard one after another, and chewing hard, as if these two steaks were his enemies.

Ji Xinghe, who has not eaten properly for several days, is not suitable for eating food like steak. However, his health is indeed very good, his digestion ability is also very good, and his teeth have not deteriorated due to age, and his mouth is full of real teeth.

With his black hair, he did not look like a 65-year-old man, but he was indeed 65 years old, so after eating the steak, he took two Jianweixiaoshi tablets to prevent physical problems caused by indigestion.

He needs to protect his body and then take part in the military recruitment assessment that will start in seven days.

He was very sleepy, but Ji Xinghe did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, he came to the study room. There were three walls full of books neatly placed on the bookshelves. Most of them were professional books on machine repair. The rest were about Ji Chenxing.

Books used in school, and some books related to mecha piloting. When Ji Chenxing said that his dream was to be a mecha warrior, Ji Xinghe personally selected and bought them home.

It is updated every year, so the books on the bookshelf are stacked very full, but there is no need to worry about the bookshelf collapsing, because the bookshelf was built by Ji Xinghe himself. As an expert in mechanical maintenance, he has always had strong hands-on skills, but before he only

Limited to repairing cars.

In addition to the books on three walls, there is also a desk in front of the wall with the window, which is where Ji Chenxing studied since he was a child.

There are only two things in the center of the study room. One is an ergonomic chair with a power supply connected to the bottom, a helmet-like object attached to it, and a pair of gloves with a metallic luster.

This is the landing device for Interstellar Glory, which requires the cooperation of a helmet and gloves to complete conscious-level interactive operations.

The mecha also has a built-in consciousness interaction device similar to this helmet, so that the user can better control the mecha. Compared with the original voice control command combined with manual operation mode, this new operation mode gives the mecha

A is a real life, capable of performing various difficult movements.

But it is precisely because of this that the mechas of the new era have extremely high requirements on the physical fitness of the users. Difficult mecha movements will cause overload. Just like the pilots who flew fighter jets many years ago, once they do

Performing excessive maneuvers can result in dizziness and vomiting at the slightest, or direct coma or even sudden death at worst.

No one would believe that 65-year-old Ji Xinghe could bear it. In fact, he himself didn’t believe it either, but he was not afraid of death.

The last thing in the study was the wooden dummy. He made the wooden dummy himself, and Ji Chenxing also made it.

But his wooden dummy was not made of wood, but of iron. Thirty years ago, Ji Xinghe could no longer drive wooden dummies because they would break as soon as he exerted force.

When he saw the wooden dummy, Ji Xinghe's sight showed the image of Ji Chenxing crying because of the pain when he started to hit the dummy, and the aggrieved voice seemed to start to echo in his ears.

"Dad, I'm going to call the police. You are abusing children."

"This is not abuse. Don't you want to be a mecha warrior? This is to help you improve your combat effectiveness, so that you can survive on the battlefield, and it also allows you to kill more enemies."

"I'm already a mecha warrior, why do I need to learn kung fu? My mecha must have cannons and high-frequency oscillating knives. It's chopping melons and vegetables."

"Son, do you know why mechas have to be in human form? Why were all the previous designs of mechas in animal form abandoned?"

"Why?"

"Because humans are the primates of all things, the human form is the most suitable form for fighting."

"You can't beat a tiger."

"That's because there is a big gap in power, speed, and defense between humans and tigers. But if a human-shaped mecha fights with a tiger-shaped mecha, the strength, speed, and defense of both sides are evenly matched.

, the winner must be the humanoid mecha."

"Why?"

"Because... the humanoid can use swords, guns, swords and halberds as weapons, and cannons as weapons, but the tiger only has teeth, claws, or a tail."

"Then I will turn the tiger's claws into knives, turn the tiger's tail into a spear, and turn the tiger's mouth into a muzzle."

"Hahaha...then your slot machine won't be able to run."

"It can fly. I'll add a flight engine to it."

"It's not impossible, but before you can do it, you need to learn boxing from me, as well as the eight-cut sword technique and the six-and-a-half-point stick technique."

"I don't learn boxing. I don't use the fists of mechas to hit people. I learn swordsmanship and let my mechas chop people with knives. I don't learn stick skills either. The sticks can't stab the imperial gorilla to death. They don't have spearheads. I

Learn to shoot."

"Who said a stick without a spearhead can't kill someone? You also need to learn boxing, because when your mecha has no weapons, you only have fists, and when you don't have a mecha, you only have fists."

"I didn't learn, I called the police, and you abused me."

If I hadn't taught him Wing Chun and supported him in realizing his dream of going to the military academy...

With a thud, Ji Xinghe's fist hit the wooden mannequin. The body of the mannequin turned and two iron bars hit his body, but he blocked it with his elbows and knees.

Because the punch just now was too strong, the two sticks hurt a bit, and my fists also hurt.

But Ji Xinghe felt very comfortable, just as physical pain could relieve inner pain. How could he not be in pain in this house full of memories related to Ji Chenxing?

After eating and drinking enough, I practiced boxing to eliminate food, and my 65-year-old body exploded with unprecedented strength in every square inch.

Apply ointment to treat injuries caused by iron blows, drink medicinal wine to replenish qi and blood, and anesthetize yourself so that you will not dream, wake up from your dreams, or see your pillow wet with tears when you wake up.

On the seventh day, the iron wooden mannequin suddenly broke, as if it had finally been overwhelmed after holding on for thirty years, and as if Ji Xinghe's kung fu had finally progressed further.

The fact should be the former, but Ji Xinghe hopes it is the latter.
Chapter completed!