Great Power

"squeak--"

After slamming the steering wheel on the brakes, Zheng Jianguo leaned the Plymouth on the side of the road.

Putonghua with a rounded accent is not something that international friends can utter, even those of Chinese and overseas Chinese.

Sure enough, not long after Zheng Jianguo parked his car on the side of the road, familiar American English came on the radio: "The previous report is a broadcast announced by the Republic recently. Some commentators said that although it claimed to be a satellite launch vehicle.

However, if the warhead on which the satellite is located is replaced by a nuclear weapon, the launch of the Republic’s launch vehicle may become its first intercontinental missile test.

This also explains why a naval formation of 18 ships appeared on the South Pacific earlier this month, on May 3rd.

Previously, according to an unknown person in the military, the United States did not know the reason for the emergence of this fleet—"

"Dongfeng 5? Dongfeng beats the drums, I am fat five, who am I afraid of?"

A thought suddenly popped into his mind, Zheng Jianguo suddenly became a little excited, but as many pictures flashed in his mind, he was also distracted by the limericks he thought of: "Fang Wu doesn't seem to be a Dongfeng log car. ? Log car—"

Although Zheng Jianguo in his previous life was the director of the emergency department of a low-level hospital, his age at birth and the years he has experienced severe beatings also made him, like most of his peers, have a kind of national sentiment that is difficult and responsible. Highly aware.

Therefore, after entering the new era, Zheng Jianguo learned a lot of the military development process and technical principles with the help of the developed network when he was idle and nothing. However, after his rebirth, the problem of food and clothing was not solved, and he was remembered by countless messy memories. Covered in an unknown corner.

At this moment, as the intercontinental missiles of the Republic appeared on the radio, the first thought in Zheng Jianguo's mind was the real name that still belonged to the top-secret category. The second one appeared with the Dongfeng log car that strayed his attention. At present, the split-guide warhead is rarely seen in news reports.

After coming to the United States for a year and a half, Zheng Jianguo learned that this concept has been mentioned for more than ten years with the help of more developed information, but he has not seen any reports on more specific information. At this moment, he has this idea. After knowing all the secrets, he suddenly remembered the memory of weapons and equipment during the honeymoon between China and the United States.

Only with the emergence of these memories, what Zheng Jianguo's mind flashed in his mind was not the Black Hawk helicopter and fire control radar technology that he bought during the honeymoon period in China, but the top-secret information of the super cutting-edge technology brought by this information-F117 and F22 and B2.

The F117 is the world's first stealth aircraft. This aircraft was like no one in the Gulf War. It can be said that with its perfect record, it broke the jaws of the world and even rewritten the way of war.

F22 is the world's first fifth-generation fighter in service.

B2 is the world's first stealth strategic bomber.

These are three real black-tech aircraft that have been tested in actual combat. Even Zheng Jianguo doubted whether the United States had established a project at this time. However, he soon found that it was useless to think of these aircraft. Based on the current domestic economic situation, I am afraid it is difficult to invest large sums of money in the development of aircraft.

Why don't you look for it directly in the strategic direction, such as installing a sub-guided nuclear warhead for Dongfeng 5?

"The value of nuclear weapons is deterrence. In addition to nuclear weapons, there are conventional weapons, biological weapons, and chemical weapons. Even if biological weapons are used, they may harm the enemy by 10,000 and self-defeating. Chemical weapons are easily attacked by humans. The man who is the target of the prize, although Nobel is the father of modern explosives-sub-nuclear weapons?"

Sitting in the air-conditioned Plymouth car, Zheng Jianguo was thinking about the steering wheel for a while, and his attention stopped on a certain picture that flashed in his mind, and the whole person was completely stunned: "It looks the most at the moment. The one that fits and has the most excuse is this—"

After clearing up his mood, Zheng Jianguo quickly remembered that he didn't need to exert much effort. He could be convinced by the excitement of Zhengtai in the south, but the process of arranging this matter should be "natural" and then happy. After blowing his whistle twice, he drove the car back home quickly.

However, what Zheng Jianguo did not expect was that as he parked the car in the garage and got out of the car under the watchful eyes of Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei, the phone in the living room jumped up, and Zheng Jianguo met the concerns of the two elderly people. , Could not help laughing: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Your mother is always worried about you driving the car in the ditch—"

Zheng Fugui swept his eyes from the car and fell on Zheng Jianguo's face. After subconsciously saying a few words in his mouth, he quickly realized that the words were unlucky, and immediately changed his words: "I am worried about your safety."

"The surname is Zheng, don't talk if you can't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

The smiling face instantly rose up, Du Xiaomei scolded Zheng Fugui and turned her head to look at Zheng Jianguo. She opened the door and said: "Yang Na said you didn't work overtime before, why did you add so late today? Get home at 10:10 in the evening, it's almost 11 o'clock—"

"Mother, there are still 20 minutes before 11 o'clock. Such a rounding method is not good."

Zheng Jianguo said with a smile and entered the room, only to see Yang Na was standing next to the phone and talking to the microphone. At this moment, seeing him appear, he took it from his ear and clutched the phone and said: "Jianguo, it's Brother Zhao's phone , Said I was looking for something to do with you-the embassy."

"Brother Zhao—oh."

It came to my mind that he didn’t seem to have a few Brother Zhao. Zheng Jianguo also wore sandals and went to the phone to answer the microphone. Before putting it on his ear, he heard a voice from the opposite side: "Jianguo, I’m Zhao Liangliang. Good news for you, our launch vehicle was successfully launched!"

"Is this launched?"

Zheng Jianguo blinked a little blindly, then looked at Yang Na next to Yang Na and put on the microphone and said: "Yang Na, turn on the TV and switch to the news station to see if there is any domestic news——"

"Oh, good!"

Yang Na gave him a surprised look, and turned to the big TV to change the channel. Zheng Jianguo stared at the beating TV screen, but spoke to the microphone: "That's a happy event. Let me congratulate you with a poem. God, come and get it—"

"——"

Zheng Jianguo said nothing emotionally, so Yang Na, who witnessed the TV tuning, looked back at him, but before he recovered, Zheng Fugui, who had been watching him next to him, said: "Jianguo, you Going to write a poem? What's the big joy?"

"Guo Jianguo?"

Zheng Jianguo just wanted to open her mouth. Du Xiaomei next to her had already said something, then turned her head to look at Yang Na in front of the TV, stared at Zheng Fugui again, and said to Zheng Jianguo: "My mother will cook it for you. The chicken soup is almost done, I'll go see it."

"That would be great, that's okay, I know you only got home, I will take it when I look for you in two days, so I won't disturb you."

Zhao Liangliang in the microphone quickly finished speaking and hung up the phone. Zheng Jianguo watched Xiaomei Du's back disappear in the door of the kitchen. Then he glanced sympathetically at Zheng Fugui next to him and said, "Father, what should you call or what should you call? , Yang Na is not an outsider, it's just that my mother has arrived in a place where the water and soil are not acclimatized, and there may be changes in emotions that may not be felt. This is a normal reaction—"

"Emotional changes or normal reactions?"

At the same time Zheng Fugui spoke, Zheng Jianguo realized that this statement had not been introduced to the United States, let alone a republic that had just opened its doors. He immediately stood up against Yang Na’s swift gaze and said, “Yes, it’s hurt. The patient’s mood is not good. My mother has only finished the operation, and her body endocrine changes will affect her mood. Haven't you noticed that since she had the operation at the beginning of the year, her temper is a little uncontrollable?"

"This is your new concept?"

Yang Na tuned the TV channel, and there was a host who was talking on the screen.

Zheng Jianguo looked at the words for intercontinental missiles under this cargo, and knew that it should be the carrier rocket mentioned by Zhao Liangliang, so he lost the interest in looking at it and said: "The research conclusions in Japan, I was at Harvard Medical School last year. I found it while searching in the library.

It’s not that my mother had a hysterectomy and I went to search again. In addition, regarding the key points of the Gubao Hospital, I am considering whether it is also biased towards obstetrics, because today I was admitted to a premature parturient—you guess I remembered What happened?"

"Premature parturients and obstetrics? Is it pre- and post-natal care?"

Looking at Zheng Fugui shyly, Yang Na obviously did not expect that he would call Xiaomei Du in front of this woman as our mother. Some unsuitable images flashed in her mind, and she thought that this product was meant to be clear. The relationship between people, so that she stayed here at night, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes to him, but she didn't idle her mouth: "This is a direction."

"Well, it can be regarded as postpartum care—"

The eldest brother Benshan who had taken the wrong book flashed in his mind, and Zheng Jianguo said to Yang Na with a serious face: "What I want to say, in fact, I want to start a scientific study on the customs of confinement. A long-term tracking information card was established by a pregnant woman born in the Gubao Hospital and compared between confinement and non-doing to see whether our traditional customs are bad or scientific."

"you--"

Yang Na was shocked, staring at Zheng Jianguo's face in a daze. Of course she knew that even though Yang Yuanming had left the Yang family, the degree to which tradition was said to be tradition was deeply ingrained from birth. , Just like all European and American women who have heard of confinement will be rejected, but do you want to track this phenomenon?

This is a topic that she never dreamed of!

"Grasshopper, the hen soup is ready, Yang Na, can you drink some too?"

Little Sister Du's voice came vaguely from the kitchen. Yang Na didn't want to stop drinking until she recovered. I didn't expect Zheng Jianguo to speak first: "Mother, give her half a bowl, don't have too much."

"If you want to drink, just drink a bowl, how can anyone drink half a bowl--"

Since Zheng Jianguo and Yang Na had spoken in Mandarin before, Zheng Fugui, who was next to him, did not understand why after his son said he was going to study confinement, Yang Na didn't even have a shy expression. She muttered a few words in her heart. But he started to persuade him.

"Father, you don't know if my mother is serving soup, her half bowl is almost the same as the whole bowl of others—"

Enjoying Yang Na’s full-eyed admiration, Zheng Jianguo smiled and said to Zheng Fugui, but she didn’t expect that she was verifying his statement. Little sister Du brought a bowl of chicken soup full of 8 minutes to the table in the living room, and put it down. He opened his mouth and said: "This is half a bowl, Yang Na's! You two can drink here—"

"Oh, okay, aunt~"

Yang Na smiled and curled her mouth. It was obvious that she had to endure some hard work, but Du Xiaomei, who put down the bowl, smiled and looked at her. The smile on her face disappeared when she turned her head. She looked at Zheng Fugui and said: "You want to drink Go to Sheng——"

"Hmm~"

Silently glanced at Zheng Jianguo, Zheng Fugui honestly carried her hands back into the kitchen, and then Xiaomei Du turned around to follow up, sat at the table and curiously said: "How do you think of doing this research?"

"It's a thought that came just when I came here. The woman here didn't even confinement after giving birth. It felt a little unbelievable at the time. Today I saw the premature pregnant woman admitted to the emergency room on her way. I just remembered that this can be used as a subject to follow up and study—"

After Yang Na sat at the table, Zheng Jianguo just said that little sister Du brought a bowl of chicken soup to her. It was so full that she didn't spill a bit, and she continued to speak: "Mother, you also go to have some drink, don't drink it. If you have more, half a bowl."

"Okay, your father has drank it, and my mother will go and serve some."

Xiaomei Du put it down and looked at the two of them and said they turned and left. Zheng Jianguo stared at the oily chicken soup, then raised her head to look at Yang Na and said, "Drink this in summer, you remember to go to the drugstore tomorrow to get some vitamin supplement tablets. , Remember to drink some, don’t get angry."

"Ok."

When Yang Na wanted to speak, she saw Zheng Fugui carrying a bowl out. She couldn't help but glance at Zheng Jianguo, who was sitting in front of her. She felt that this product was also used to enjoyment, and she sat here with peace of mind and waited for her parents to wait.

I decided to wait to talk about this after turning around. Yang Na said, "Your idea is very constructive. If there is no scientific basis, it can help hundreds of millions of Chinese women avoid confinement. pain.

And if it has some scientific basis in it, then it is the result of benefiting billions of women in the world—"

Looking at the face that seemed to glow with worship, Zheng Jianguo sat down in spite of Zheng Fugui next to him, raised his eyebrows at Yang Na and said, "I'm great, right?"

"Who can say that they are great, you have to let others praise yourself~"

I don’t know what the two of them said. After Zheng Fugui sat down and heard that he didn’t mean to be self-effacing, he just said it meaningfully. Unexpectedly, Yang Na Fei nodded and said: "Uncle Zheng Jianguo is very powerful!"

"If you have chicken soup, you can't stop your mouth. Drink it quickly and go to bed after drinking it."

Before Yang Na had finished speaking, Xiaomei Du sat at the table and said that Zheng Jianguo quickly bowed her head and drank the warm chicken soup, so there was only a sucking sound in the whole room.