Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Papa Lin didn't sleep well that night. He kept dreaming, dreaming that his precious daughter was taken away by wolf cubs.

For some reason, he always felt that wolf cub looked familiar, as if he lived next door to his house.

It was just 05:30 when he woke up from the dream.

He usually wakes up at this moment, so he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

The two guards next to him also woke up and got dressed.On the contrary, Minister Huang is a bit older and drank the most last night, so he is still in a daze at the moment.

Lin's father said to the guard while getting dressed, "You two help the captain with some work, I'll go out for a walk."

"Minister, it's still dark outside." The guard reminded.

"No problem."

Father Lin put on his hat and went out.

"Leader, why are you up so early?" Wang Xixi was making breakfast, and when he came out to pour water, he saw Papa Lin, and couldn't help worrying, "Is it because you are not used to sleeping on the kang?"

"It's okay, I usually get up at this time," Lin's father waved at her, "You are busy, I'll go out for a walk."

"Leader, take the lantern?" Wang Xixi hurriedly took out the lantern from the kitchen.

"No, the moon is still there, and I can see the road."

Father Lin went out happily, and found the educated youth spot according to the route last night.

The courtyard gate of the educated youth spot was closed, and he didn't know if the group of children were awake. He wanted to jump up to have a look, but found that the walls of the educated youth spot were extraordinarily high, and there were broken glass stuck on the top of the wall.

"Who is this against?"

Father Lin was puzzled.

He wandered outside for a while, and in the north wind, he heard the sound of snowflakes breaking.

Comrade Lao Lin's hearing is very good. When he was born and died, he relied on these ears to save himself from danger several times.

Father Lin quickly figured out the route of footsteps—it was towards the gate of the courtyard.

In order not to scare the people on the other side of the door, he quickly walked a few steps, intending to raise his hand to knock on the door.

The door opened a moment before he knocked.

Lin Nianhe had a smile on his face, without any surprise or fear, as if he had already guessed who the person was at the door: "Good morning, Dad."

She heard footsteps through the door, the sound was louder than normal footsteps, except for Comrade Feng Zhenzhen, the only fat man in the whole village, the only ones who could make such footsteps were those wearing military boots.

And among those four people, Comrade Lao Lin was the only one who would go to the educated youth spot early in the morning.

Lin's father was happy when he saw Lin Nianhe, put his hands on her shoulders and rubbed her arms, and urged: "Why did you run out before dawn? Tell Dad if you have anything to do, and Dad will do it for you."

Holding the lunch box in his arms, Lin Nianhe raised his hand and said, "I'll bring you and Uncle Huang a meal."

"Oh, your Uncle Huang never eats breakfast, let's go, let's eat at your place."

Comrade Lao Lin made up a rumor without any psychological burden.

Just kidding, no one wants to eat the breakfast made by his daughter herself except him!
Father Lin knew that Lin Nianhe lived in a hut by himself, so he was not afraid of disturbing others.

Before he came here, he had imagined what Lin Nianhe's hut would be like countless times, but now that he saw it for real, his tears fell down.

The palm-sized place is not half the size of the bedroom at home, and there is a kitchen separated from it.The narrow kang was only one meter wide, and after the wardrobe, desk and two chairs were placed on the floor, there was only space left for three people to stand on.

Um?two chairsWhy are there two chairs?

Just as Dad Lin felt something was wrong, Lin Nianhe brought porridge and steamed buns: "Dad, let's eat first. I drank wine last night, and have some millet porridge in the morning."

"Hey, good!"

The breakfast prepared by Lin Nianhe is very simple, millet porridge, vegetarian stuffed buns, boiled eggs, and mustard shreds mixed with red oil.

Father Lin ate very deliciously, and wept while eating.

Lin Nianhe was very helpless: "Father, why are you crying, you can open my cabinet later and have a look, I don't lack anything here."

Just as she said that, Dad Lin really put down his chopsticks and opened the cupboard.

There are rice noodles, more than 20 eggs, several cans of malted milk and milk powder, and various cans... Well, there is indeed no shortage of food.

But he still didn't like it, and felt that his daughter had suffered.

Among other things, at least she doesn't have to cook by herself at home!Even if there is no one at home, she can still go to the cafeteria, to the state-run restaurant... No matter what, she doesn't have to light the fire herself!
Lin Nianhe said to the past: "There are still a lot of vegetables in the vegetable cellar, and the sticky bean buns that Aunt Wang made before gave me a lot. I steamed them for you at noon."

Father Lin wiped away his tears, went back and drank the last mouthful of porridge, took a deep breath and said to Lin Nianhe, "Hehe, this time I am not only here to accompany you, Uncle Huang, or to see you."

Lin Nianhe looked at him suspiciously: "You have something else to do? Could it be that you are here to catch the enemy agents?"

"No, no, of course not. Yun Cheng has done a good job in this regard, and the Northeast has been very stable recently..." Father Lin looked at Lin Nianhe, the corners of his mouth raised, "The art troupe will recruit people in March next year, I'm here this time I plan to give you a medical retreat and take you home... After you go home, take a rest, and then go to the troupe with your aunt Wen to review the violin, and you will join the art troupe in March. "

Lin Nianhe: "...!"

The feeling of chills in the back from the previous night came again!
She was indeed arranged!
Seeing that Lin Nianhe didn't speak, Dad Lin thought she was worried about something, so he comforted him: "Hehe, don't worry, the art troupe will recruit more than a dozen people this time, there is no need to arrange anything, and there will be no bad influence, you Take it easy."

A family like theirs doesn't need to say or do anything on this occasion, and someone knows who to keep.

Lin Nianhe came back to her senses, she shook her head, and said very seriously: "Father, I don't want to go to the art troupe."

"what?"

Father Lin looked at her in astonishment: "Hehe, what did you say?"

"I don't want to go to the art troupe." Lin Nianhe repeated, "Maybe I used to think it would be good to play the piano and sing in the art troupe, but now, I don't want to do these things, they are meaningless to me."

Go to the cultural troupe?

Then play the piano every day, rehearse the program, perform... It is indeed very stable. According to the ability of the Lin family, it is not difficult for her to get a civilian rank of 5 or 6.

And then what?Marry, have children, raise children, and send children to the army... 17-year-old Lin Nianhe has seen her 70-year-old life.

Father Lin frowned and became serious: "Hehe, you should know that for a family like ours, being a soldier is the best choice. Even if you can't make it to the top, at least you will be safe and have no worries about food and clothing."

"I know," Lin Nianhe nodded slightly, "but Dad, I don't want to."

Seeing her so determined, Father Lin was a little worried.

He couldn't figure out why his daughter changed her temper half a year after she went to the countryside. She wanted to go to the art troupe so much before, why she suddenly didn't want to go?
"Then what do you want to do?" Papa Lin asked.

Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes, and tentatively said: "Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations."

Father Lin: "...!"

It's over, his daughter seems to be addicted to fighting the enemy!