Chapter 148: Feng Nan Inherits Father's Wishes

Two years later.
In the vast Gobi Desert, there are several figures standing solemnly in front of Feng Yong's tombstone.
This is the second time Feng Nan has come to No. 67, set foot on this desert, and arrived at Feng Yong's resting place.
"Dad, I'm back. This time, I'm staying here..." Feng Nan choked back tears, not wanting to show her emotions in front of others.
"Dad, I've been assigned to the guidance control room now, which was your major in college and the department you used to lead."
This is the application that Feng Nan specially made to Director Zhao Yongsheng. When she was a child, her father was the director of the Guided Control Department of the 505 Research Institute; and in the end, he also fell in this department of the 506.
Feng Yong's whole life started from here and ended up here again.
On her way to room 506, Feng Nan secretly made up her mind to enter the department where her father collapsed.
In her heart, this is the only way to get close to her father's past.
Although Zhao Yongsheng hesitated a bit, it would be more appropriate for Feng Nan to guide the general room. But after Feng Nan applied again, he eventually agreed to her request.
Assigned to Room 6 at the peak, serving as a newly hired designer.
Zhao Yongsheng squatted down, trying to open a bottle cap with his mouth, but there was no response. Zhao Hongqi next to him snatched the bottle and put it in his mouth. With a bite of his upper and lower teeth, the bottle cap fell to the ground.
"Old buddy, today I brought Feng Nan over to you. From now on, she will be a designer at our 506 Research Institute. If you haven't finished your work, the people from Jiangyuan Aerospace will continue to do it."
There are old fellows like me who will retire in a few years, still exerting our remaining energy; and there are young talents like Gao Feng, who progresses rapidly and has already become the chief designer of our 506.
Of course, there are also third generation military industrial children like Hongqi and Feng Nan who have grown up and taken over our tasks. They have become our second generation of military industrialists. I believe that in the future, there will be a third generation, a fourth generation... of military industrialists."
This is a kind of Er Guo Tou, which is two bottles for one. Although it is cheap, it was Feng Yongsheng's favorite liquor, without a doubt.
In the past, in order to get more orders for his research institute, he had to drink a lot during business meetings, but all of them were at a medium to high price range. The topic of Er Guo Tou became his regretful mention every time he brought orders to Zhao Yongsheng to seek credit.
Whoever orders this two-yuan-per-bottle liquor at the dining table will certainly ruin the business negotiations.
"Hey, Lao Zhao! I really miss Erguotou! You should treat me to a good meal and drinks one of these days."
Feng Yong's youthful appearance is still vivid in front of me, as if it were just yesterday. Zhao Yongsheng poured three full glasses and sprinkled them on this desolate Gobi Desert.
"We used to say that when we both have free time, we will have a good drink together, but unexpectedly, later on, you became busy and I became busy too, and then, we went our separate ways."
Now, you finally have some free time... Come on! Let's have a drink, bro!" Zhao Yongsheng's tears were a little moist, he poured a glass for himself, and gulped it down.
Gao Feng also squatted down and poured a glass, "Director, this is Professor Hao asking me to toast you! The three of us brothers are finally gathered together!"
"Director Feng, ever since you... our 506 have transformed into a force of sorrow. We have resolved many issues in the past two years." Zhao Hongqi said, as she took the wine glass from her father's hand and poured herself a drink.
Seeing the three of them sitting on the ground, they continued to chat with each other freely. Fan Nan stood up and walked to the two poplar trees beside the grave, touching them with his hand, and asked:
"Whose planting is this?"
"Both me and Gaofeng. Each planted one."
Feng Nan had some doubts: "Can poplar trees survive in this environment?"
"If we don't try, how will we know?" Zhao Hongqi replied with a smirk, taking a sip of white wine.
"The Poplar tree is naturally a tree with strong vitality. It can grow in even the harshest environments. Moreover, if we nurture it attentively, nothing is impossible," Gao Feng said, as he relaxed and lay down on the Gobi Desert.
A rare Sunday. As customary, all staff members of Institute 506 must take a mandatory day off. Only through a combination of work and rest can we ensure the efficiency of our work.
"Feng Nan, you can go back to 506 to familiarize yourself with the personnel arrangements of each department. Take a look at their summaries and analyses from two years ago... They all, they all have your father's hard work in them."
"Okay," Feng Nan nodded.
What Zhao Yongsheng said was exactly the reason why Feng Nan was determined to come to Room 506.
Only by coming to Room 506, she could have a close encounter with her father's previous work situation. As soon as she arrived last night, she went to the dormitory where her father used to live, which still maintained the arrangement before the accident.
Feng Nan slowly walks on the northwest Gobi Desert under the blue sky and white clouds. Everything here looks so peaceful, giving her an unprecedented tranquility.
This is the peace of mind that she hasn't had since Feng Yong's death.
Not long after, she pulled open a drawer of the desk. These were some work ideas and records written by Feng Yongsheng before he passed away.
Each page of the work log, which was drawn by my dad in circles, seemed to emit a faint fragrance that carried his presence. Unconsciously, tears fell drop by drop onto the slightly yellowed title page.
When it was close to dinner time in the afternoon, I saw a used water cup that belonged to my father. It had the words '505 Institution' printed on it. Although the writing was a bit faded, I could still recognize it at first glance.
This is the water cup that Feng Yong has been using since she was a child. I didn't expect it to be used until now. It's been over 20 years.
After she carefully washed it at the water room, she took a sip of cold water and started drinking.
Yes, from now on this will be her water cup, Feng Nan's.
After dinner, she ran to the little warrior on duty at post 67 to ask if there was any red paint. She wanted to take another look at those words.
"They are keeping watch, let me take you to get it," a voice came from behind Feng Nan. She turned around to see a captain standing behind her, looking her up and down.
可能是长期被西北高强度阳光下暴晒的原因，他的肤色比研究所的男同志们都黑了许多。
黝黑的手臂，脸上还有一些高原红，看起来和‘英俊’这个词牵扯不上任何关系，却给人一种稳稳的安全感。
"Hello, I am Nang Feng, a new designer in 506."
"I am Liu Nan, the platoon leader of the Communication Platoon!"
"You're also called 'nan'? I am Nan with the 'mu' radical," Feng Nan gestured with his hand in the air.
Liu Nan smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I am also Nan."
"How coincidental! It's fate, Comrade Liu Nan," Feng Nan reached out his hand to Liu Nan.
Liu Nan was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and extended his own hand as well.