Chu Wensong waited until his body was warm before going to see his son and daughter.

During the day, my elder sister and younger brother stayed in my mother's room. When we were setting up the Kang, we considered a family of four and used a large Kang.

"Asleep?"

"Sleep."

For a child this old, he thinks he is just like a piglet in his mother's belly, not making any fuss when he is full.

Chu Chu, who was criticized by her father for being a bit ugly, changed from day to day. Her red skin turned white and rosy, and she looked like a little beauty.

Chu Chu's facial features are more similar to those of her father and aunt, showing some heroic spirit; An'an's facial features are more similar to those of her mother, showing a delicate look.

Of course, in dad's eyes, he likes both of them.

The two children have to be given names. Only with the names can they apply for household registration and officially become members of this family.

Chu Wensong was alone at first, then his wife Su Yian was added to the household registration book, and now he has a son and a daughter. Every time he thought of this, his heart felt warm.

The surname Chu is very nice and deserves a good name, but it is too tacky to be named after flowers, grass, mountains and rivers.

Chu Wensong suspected that Su Yian was thinking about himself. Aren't there trees behind the flowers and plants? Aren't pine trees a type of tree?

"The child was born with your life, starting from the mother."

Su Yian actually thought about it a lot, and the name she liked most was Chu Anning.

As a girl, I don’t have high requirements for her. She just needs to have a smooth life, be safe and healthy.

As for An An, Su Yian will not ask him to do a big career, just be a good man.

Chu Wensong muttered: Chu Anning, Chu Haonan?

A good man? Chu Wensong was more or less disgusted in his heart. Isn’t this a bit boastful?

"My sister's name is Chu Anning, and my brother's name is Chu Yang. How about it?"

Chu Wensong was naturally happy. Chu Yang was always a hundred times better than Chu Haonan.

Chu Wensong asked his mother-in-law and eldest sister for their opinions. Bai Hongmei didn't care about the young people's affairs. They were her grandchildren no matter what their names were.

Chu Wenqiu is a loser in naming. You can tell by looking at the mountains and wheat ears. They are all made from local materials.

Without any objection, Chu Wensong took the names and registered the two children's household registration.

In the afternoon, the snow fell heavily, and by dark, it was already down to the knees.

Chu Wensong didn't go out after work. His grandmother looked after the children, his father washed diapers, and his aunt cooked.

Except for the two little guys who slept, ate, slept, and yelled a lot when they were unhappy, everyone else had their own things to do.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky, but Chu Wensong was a little worried.

There is such a heavy snowfall every year. Some old houses in the countryside are in disrepair and are most prone to accidents.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the soldiers on duty received a call from the Party Secretary Anmengouzi. His family lived at the foot of the mountain in the northwest. There were ten members of his family. Because they were in a wind nest, two-thirds of their house was buried in the snow.

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What's even worse is that there is an old father who is over eighty years old and a mother who is nearly ninety years old at home. One is paralyzed in bed, the other is bedridden, and the roof of one house collapsed.

Without timely treatment, not only the lives of the two elderly people are in danger, but even the young people will be unable to bear it, and their water and food will be cut off.

The situation between the army and the people is not just a slogan. The three company commanders and the battalion leaders held a meeting, and the company commander had to lead the team and send a platoon out.

In the hilly terrain of nearly ten miles, anything could happen, and it would not be possible if there were not enough manpower.

Ren Baikang volunteered, "I'll take someone there. I've been there once this spring, and I'm quite familiar with it."

It was finally decided that Ren Baikang would lead the team, leading companies and platoons to set out overnight carrying rescue tools and rescue supplies.

When Ren Baikang went home to change clothes, the old grandma asked her son, "Why are you being asked to do this when you are not even allowed to sleep?"

"Something happened in the village below, and our superiors asked us to go to the rescue."

"Do you make money?"

Ren Baikang was helpless, "Mom, we are soldiers. We have to go when there is danger. This is our responsibility. How much money do we need?"

"You won't push it out if you don't make money? Are you a fool if you go out there to freeze and starve at night?"

Ren Baikang didn't listen to the old woman's advice, so she put on a cotton quilt, put on a cotton hat, closed the door and walked out.

The lights are on in the east room.

It was cold and the room was cold too. Wang Xiangyun filtered the bean sprouts from a pound of soybeans again and pushed the basin into the bed.

"Dong dong", two slight knocks on the door, but you can't hear them unless you pay close attention.

Except for the old nanny and Ren Baikang at home, she didn't want to open the door to either of them.

It wasn't until the sound of Ren Baikang's feet stepping on the snow got farther and farther that Wang Xiangyun opened the door, and the old grandma's house was quiet.

Just as Wang Xiangyun was about to close the door, he was attracted by a paper package on the ground. It was a blank piece of white paper wrapping something.

Wang Xiangyun picked it up and hesitated for a few seconds before opening it. Wrapped inside was a wad of money in different denominations. Wang Xiangyun counted it, and it was nineteen and two dollars.

There is a line on the white paper: The money to support the army is still eight cents short.

Wang Xiangyun secretly cursed a lunatic and closed the door. She was at home 17 or 18 hours a day, so couldn't she see her off during the day?

The old grandma kept a close eye on it, and she really couldn't deliver it during the day.

Wang Xiangyun took the money to raise his son as a matter of course.

For some reason, Chu Wensong felt uneasy and always had an ominous premonition that something would happen.

Su Yian noticed it and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is trapped in the Qianmen ditch. Company Commander Ren has led people to rescue him."

"This kind of snow disaster rescue is very hard for people, so there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

"It stands to reason."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I don't know, I just feel uneasy."

"I think you just don't get enough rest. You don't need to get up at night. Just have a good sleep and I will take care of An An."

An An is easy to take care of. The couple takes care of An An at night and the siblings take care of her together during the day.

"No delay, you are not well yet, so work less."

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I don't know when the snow stopped, and the sky was blue in the morning.

Chu Wensong got up early and added firewood to the fire, then took a shovel and broom to sweep a path in the yard and swept away the snow on the street outside.

The snow was compacted, reaching Chu Wensong's knees.

Suddenly the door of Wang Xiangyun's house opened, and a soldier came out, followed by Wang Xiangyun, looking panicked.

"Captain Chu."

Chu Wensong nodded, "Is something wrong?"

"Company Commander Ren has an accident. He is in the hospital. I called my sister-in-law to come over."

"Something happened, what happened?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I just came to inform my sister-in-law."

Wang Xiangyun was already extremely anxious, "Comrade, let's go quickly. Battalion Commander Chu, please take Yongjun to your home."

"Okay, then you go quickly."
Chapter completed!