Yan Weian came out, held Xiaoyu's shoulders, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, what you said, coupled with Mr. Nangong's performance, grandpa must be satisfied."
It's rare for someone to remember to comfort themselves. Xiaoyu nodded excitedly, "Yeah, as long as grandpa doesn't get angry, it's fine. I'm afraid that he'll be ruined by his anger."
"Don't worry, sister," the girl said calmly, "as long as you promise to help Professor Lin clear away the suspicion, everything will be fine."
"Sister, Professor Lin is not the legendary patron saint..."
The girl gave her a very meaningful smile, pointed to her bedroom, said nothing, patted her on the shoulder, and walked back to the house on crutches.
Now I understand - Xiaoyu is completely stupid, it turns out that the girl is hinting
She persuaded the big boss's gang as quickly as possible and made a second urgent threat.
She walked into the yard and saw Wei An sitting in the living room watching TV. Grandpa was talking loudly to Nangong Tou. According to Xiaoyu's estimation, grandpa was probably talking about the revolutionary history and heroic deeds of his youth, so he
Emotions are high and excited,
Nangong Tou never made many comments. He just listened with a calm face and a gentlemanly and sensible smile. He occasionally expressed his own opinions and received a lot of praise from his grandfather.
When she walked into the courtyard, she heard her grandfather ask, "Young man, what is your family's business?"
"Guns, munitions", Nangong Tou didn't hide it and answered directly.
Xiaoyu was startled and glared at him, "Didn't you also run a listed clothing brand company? Why did you reveal your illegal business?"
Yan Hua was obviously stunned, "Guns? Arms?"
“Mainly research and sell firearms or equipment and materials used in munitions to the world. Our company signs cooperative research agreements with relevant national departments every year, regularly sends professional research talents in light weapons manufacturing to them free of charge, supports the research and development of high-tech munitions, and does its best.
"
Nangong Turbine explained, and Xiaoyu was immediately speechless - he hid it well, covering up all the smuggling of arms and so on, and only talked about the joint research done by the branch at the tip of the iceberg of their family...
When Yan Hua heard his words, his expression was naturally surprised, as if he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could do such a big business.
"I heard from Xiaoyu that grandpa took great care of guns when he was young. The shell gun C90 that has been with you for many years was not turned over to the organization because it was scrapped and has been kept in the warehouse." Mr. Tou smiled kindly and said, "If possible, I can help grandpa.
Take a look, repair it, and make some simple modifications."
"Tsk, my granddaughter never takes the initiative to talk about family affairs. I didn't expect Yu'er to even tell you this in detail. It seems that she really likes your young man. Wait a minute and I'll bring that old guy to show you.
.”
It seemed that Tou Shao's words were exactly what he wanted, and Yan Hua became happier and happier. He laughed, got up, and went to the storage room in the back room to get the gun.
Yu looked at Tou Shao, who was standing upright in the courtyard, and frowned suspiciously - when had she mentioned this to him? What kind of investigation did this guy use? He even knew that grandpa liked to drink Liulin wine. Information
The Internet seems to be too detailed and scary!
"Young man, look at it!"
Yan Hua walked out of the storage room and took out a long black gun and handed it over. The gun's body was shiny and black, without a trace of dust from head to toe. It was well taken care of. Looking at it blankly, he didn't realize it was a useless gun.
"We called it Box Cannon back then. It has been with me the longest. Calculating, it is 60 or 70 years old this year. I always thought it would accompany me to the grave. Unexpectedly, it was scrapped ten years ago..."
The young master took the old gun, looked around carefully and said slowly, "The locking tenon, the barrel and the slide are all damaged, and the main spring in front of the locking tenon is broken due to rust. This gun is serial number 100001a, and it belongs to Spanish Mao.
It's a rapid-fire type. The bolt tenon is damaged and cracked, which is a fatal injury. It can be repaired."
Ten minutes, only ten minutes, even the action of dismantling the gun with tools was dazzlingly fast, and his diagnostic ability was extraordinary and shocking.
"Can it really be repaired?" Yan Hua's old face showed a hint of excitement, "Young man, this is a gun from sixty or seventy years ago. All the original parts have disappeared and can hardly be found..."
“When my father was young, he collected five rifles and kept them in the showroom all year round. Three of them were from Hanyang Arsenal and Gongxian Arsenal.
It was built by Dagu Shipyard, and the other two were imported. One of the guns with a badly damaged body happened to be from the batch with the same serial number as yours, Spanish Mauser rapid-fire model 100001a." When Nangong spoke, it had been assembled.
He picked up the gun and said with a smile, "This gun can be repaired and will remain intact."
The expression on Yan Hua's face can no longer be described as happy or joyful. That face and eyes are one of excitement respectively!
"This... young man..." Yan Hua asked, "Since your father is also a gun collector... Old man, why am I so embarrassed to use parts from the collection without authorization in order to repair my own things..."
"I think my father would be very happy to put the badly damaged parts of the gun body to good use." Nangong Tou nodded and smiled.
Yan Hua's eyes were full of gratitude, and there was a layer of moisture in his eyes. He said, "Okay, okay, young man, thank you. In this life, except for my two granddaughters, grandpa is the one who feels the most distressed and regretful. You can do it for grandpa."
A wish has come true... One day, I have to meet your father and thank him in person!"
"Okay," Nangong Tou nodded, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll make arrangements as soon as possible."
Yan Hua was very satisfied, "Okay, okay, son, grandpa goes and loads the gun. Wait a moment, we are getting ready for dinner——!"
Nangong smiled politely and watched Yan Hua enter the storage room——
Xiaoyu stood aside, watching the scenes that had just happened like lightning, and couldn't help but admire Master Tou's performance and ability to please————
That humble look, that plain demeanor that it was natural to contribute to the country, and that grandfather who was more dear to her than she was without any shame...
She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
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