Chapter 600

When Zhang Xiaoqiang gets up in the morning, he finds that Shangguan Qiaoyun has changed. He doesn't tease himself as he used to. He becomes shy and timid. When he looks at himself, his face is also red and delicate. When he dresses and washes his face, he becomes gentle and careful. He always pays attention to his every move.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sees the doubts in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes. He doesn't make a sound. He doesn't want to hide from her. He wants to keep a regular deterrent. He wants Shangguan Qiaoyun to know who is in charge of the family.

Just walked into his private restaurant, Yang Ke'er and meow were sitting listlessly on the dining table. They didn't even think about the hot noodles in front of them.

"Ah, I don't know where the wild cats came from last night. They howled all night and died. Aren't all wild cats howling in spring? Why do you have "summer"

Yang Ke'er yawns and complains about the culprit who made her unable to sleep yesterday. Meow meow, sitting on one side, nods and agrees. Yuan Yi comes up with a cold dish and puts the disk on the table. He takes a deep look at Zhang Xiaoqiang. He doesn't speak and sits down to have breakfast.

Seeing Yuan Yi's appearance, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembers that he has ignored her for a long time, and that Shangguan Qiaoyun usurped him. Now he has already cleaned up Shangguan Qiaoyun. It seems that?

"Today's noodles are delicious... Yuan Yi, come to me in the evening and send me a piece of noodles alone for supper."

Zhang Xiaoqiang chews noodles and says to Yuan Yi that Yuan Yi doesn't make a sound and buries her head in the bowl. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang sees that her crystal white ears turn red slowly and finally become as transparent as ruby.

"Well... Husband, I taught meow yesterday, and she will follow you after that."

Yang Ke'er turns the topic to meow. Meow raises her ears and touches her buttocks with fear. She looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang with bad eyes and two tiger teeth on her lips, It seems to scare Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is absent-minded. His left hand is always stroking his right neck. Yesterday, his right neck was bitten by Shangguan Qiaoyun. When he had dinner, he remembered that his hand is always smooth. It seems that yesterday's mouth was just an illusion?

"Has my self-healing power improved again?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang doubts that in the past, his self-healing ability was terrible. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be better in one day. At most, it only leaves a shallow scar. Now, he can't even leave a scar?

"No need... Meow will follow you in the future, you see..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang left the wheelchair and stood up to walk back and forth. Several women in the room were surprised. Shangguan Qiaoyun covered her mouth and wept with joy. She finally waited until Zhang Xiaoqiang could move freely. It is impossible to say that Zhang Xiaoqiang is in a wheelchair without a knot in her heart. Just because she is a strong woman, she hopes her man is the strongest.

Yang Ke'er and meow meow rushed down the table and squatted at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet, staring at his legs without blinking. Seeing that his legs could really move freely, Yang Ke'er yelled and rushed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms. Meow meow tilted his head, thinking that he could go out to play again.

One of the most peaceful is Yuan Yi, a plain look, in addition to the eyes of gratification, she did not too much excitement. In her heart, whether Zhang Xiaoqiang is in a wheelchair or not is her man, the man of her life.

"Husband, you can walk. Why do you need a wheelchair? Throw that thing away? "

Yang Ke'er holds on to the skirt of Xiaoqiang's clothes and stares at him with the same big eyes as crescent moon. Obviously, she has a deep resentment for wheelchair.

"No... no need, just a few of you know. I don't want to fight on the stage yet. Zhang Huai'an did a good job before. Since he was acting, let's continue to play."

After breakfast, Shangguan Qiaoyun and Yang Ke'er go to the lake with huangquan to continue to hunt fish, and meow follows them, Zhang Xiaoqiang went to Wang Le's n-times expanded repair shop in a wheelchair.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see that there are a lot of people coming in and out, the flash of electric welding, the harsh sound of cutting machine, and the spark of electric grinding sand mixed into an irritating symphony.

Wang Le's repair shop is the first building to be built in the camp. Almost all the building materials that can be found are used here. Its scale and area are no smaller than those of the vehicle repair shop in the missile base.

A few days ago, thousands of talents were recruited, of which 500 were professionals. Most of these people belonged to Wang Le. With their participation, the repair speed of paratroopers' chariots was greatly accelerated. Even if there were no parts, they could make manual parts as substitutes.

One of the two paratroopers previously displayed on the wall was broken into eight pieces, and all kinds of parts were spread out on the ground. The long table next to it was full of all kinds of electronic equipment. Wang Le stood on the edge of the table, holding something like a circuit switch to listen to the people around him.

A little further behind them, another paratrooper chariot was cleaned clean. No matter the yellow and green body or the thick and black track, it was spotless. The front cover of the car tower was opened, and a paratrooper was sitting inside, stretching his neck and looking out. He heard the staff standing on one side telling him to test the various parts of the body.Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to disturb Wang Le. He strolled around the repair shop, where all kinds of tools were gradually available. Professional tools might not be available, but there were a lot of auto parts and spare tires. The search team got them from the repair shop on the road outside.

In the innermost corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang sees an acquaintance, Xu Jing. Xu Jing is wearing a grey short sleeve T-shirt on her upper body and a pair of jeans on her lower body. Her clothes are covered with all kinds of oil and materials. Her hair is tied into a ponytail at will. A few wisps of them are scattered on her cheek and her face is not as clean as before, Her left face was covered with black oil, and her right face was covered with yellow brown pigment like things, which made her pure and lovely.

Xu Jing was alone. Looking at her squatting on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang was curious and slowly turned to her. In her eyes, she was holding the separated skull of D3 and grinding it on the grinding wheel little by little.

Zhang Xiaoqiang knows the hardness of that thing. Things that can't be cut off by a rat King blade can be polished by a grinding wheel. It's like grinding an iron pestle into a needle. Sure enough, three grinding wheels have been piled up in the corner of her workshop.

Xu Jing was very absorbed in her work. Zhang Xiaoqiang watched her for a long time, but she didn't know it. Her eyes were only the grinding wheel and skull in her hand. From time to time, she stopped to pick up the ladle on the ground and poured a spoonful of water on the skull to cool down.

There are many people in the repair room. The temperature in the workshop is very high, and there is no air conditioning. Most people are sweating. Xu Jing, who lives in the innermost room, has already been wet with sweat. The sweat on her forehead flows down her cheek to the tip of her chin, forming beads and dripping again. The dripping sweat accumulates a wetland at her feet.

"What do you want to grind it into? What's the use? "