"Another young man is going to be a soldier." Zhang Laicai returned to the private room and said sadly.
"Someone has to go, right?" Tan Shuangxi said, "No one can watch this beautiful world?"
Zhang Laicai did not speak, lit a cigarette, and slowly blew out the smoke rings. Tan Shuangxi was bored, and picked up the "Lingao Times" that was newly published today on the table, and flipped through it casually. Suddenly his eyes widened,
He pushed Zhang Laicai's arm.
"Look!"
Zhang Laicai shivered with fright and almost dropped the butt of his cigarette on his arm. He thought there was some important news, so he quickly stubbed out the butt of the cigarette and came over.
"what news?!"
However, what he saw was the literary section of "Lingao Times" - although they also like to read newspapers on weekdays, most of them skip the literary section.
"what is this……"
"Look at this!" Tan Shuangxi pointed at a small section at the end of the literary page.
Zhang Laicai took a closer look and saw that it was a poem signed by Tan Haonan.
"Because I really like her, I want to share all the beautiful things with her. Let's not say I love her, I just like her, and I hope to share the beauty I feel with her. For example, the moon tonight is so beautiful, and the wind
Also gentle.”
When Tan Shuangxi woke up, he still felt like he had a splitting headache. He drank a large bowl of hot water, went back to bed and lay wrapped in a quilt for a while before he felt better. The sun was already very high, and he didn't hear the radio.
The time was announced, and it was estimated that it was already after nine o'clock. Zhang Laicai hadn't come back yet. A moment in the evening was worth a fortune, and the boy probably wouldn't be able to return to the hotel until noon.
Zhang Laicai left after dinner yesterday. He had nothing to do, so he continued to drink to relieve his worries. After drinking all the beer, he was not satisfied, so he ordered some fruit brandy. When he realized that it was late at night, he could no longer stand still.
Fortunately, there was a hotel with a "Military Designated" sign not far from the tavern. The owner of the restaurant was afraid that he would cause trouble after drinking too much, so he sent two waiters to take him to the hotel to check in.
Zhang Lai came over just as he was having a headache.
"So you are hiding here." Zhang Laicai said with a smile on his face, "I only found out after asking the restaurant owner."
"He sent me here." Tan Shuangxi waved his hand feebly, "What a good man..."
"We charged us 1.5 cents for a portion of stewed sheep's treasure, but we can't serve you well." Zhang Laicai noticed that he was sluggish and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable after drinking too much? You don't drink much at ordinary times, but this is what happens when you suddenly drink too much."
"Never drink again." Tan Shuangxi muttered.
Zhang Laicai was very energetic at the moment. Seeing Tan Shuangxi's sick look, he fetched him water to wash his face, and went out to buy him porridge. The friendship that had not been forged for several years in the army together became stronger.
I have become more stable in my tasks these days.
"The last one, this is the platoon leader." Zhang Laicai sat at the dinner table and watched Tan Shuangxi drink porridge and read the mission documents.
"Platoon commander." He said subconsciously.
Li Anze was the platoon leader of his platoon. It was precisely because of Li Anze's death that he became the "sergeant sergeant" in the platoon. When it comes to their origins, they have a long history. Tan Shuangxi went from being an ordinary soldier during the expedition to now.
Becoming a "sergeant" and serving as a platoon leader is indispensable for this officer's advice. Although Li Anze is much younger than Tan Shuangxi, in Tan Shuangxi's view, this graduate of the Jeju Island Army School is not as good as him.
Like father and brother.
"What a pity. Lieutenant Li had a bright future." Zhang Laicai felt regretful, "Look, all the talented people died."
Li Anze is a true military cadre with "scientific background". After graduating from high school, he was admitted to the Jeju Island Army School and is the first graduate of the two-year infantry major. Compared with the past three months, six months, and up to one year
For the graduates of the "Military and Political Cadre School", this batch of graduates not only have a high cultural level, but also benefit from long-term professional training and have first-class military literacy. The veteran officers also value them very much.
Objects to focus on training.
Tan Shuangxi said silently: "He is my benefactor."
"Yes, if it weren't for him you would have died a long time ago."
This involves a past incident. When they were chasing the Ming army, they were marching in a hurry at night. Tan Shuangxi's platoon was responsible for the reception of the whole battalion, specializing in taking in stragglers. It was dark and the road was slippery. He slipped and fell into a ravine and passed out.
When he woke up, the troops had already passed. He had a bloody head and a sprained foot. He was lying alone in the grass in the ravine, surrounded by barren mountains and ridges.
Ling. He could only sit back and wait for death. He never thought that platoon leader Li Anze would discover that he was missing during roll call in the morning. While the troops were resting, he led his men to return and search for him despite the risk of being attacked by stragglers and bandits.
Twenty-mile mountain road rescued him.
"If it hadn't been for him, not only would my body be gone, but there would also be a high probability that my files would be stamped with an unexplained 'missing' stamp." Tan Shuangxi said with emotion.
"He must be from the same hometown as you."
"He and my grandmother are from the same village." Tan Shuangxi said, "The Li family is a carpenter in the village. His father is good at craftsmanship. He works outside all year round. When he comes back at the end of the year, he always brings back a lot of money and rice. His days are longer than those in the village.
He is a nice person. That’s why he can study and read.”
After breakfast, the two set off. Daya Village, where Li Anze's home is located, is a bit far from the city railway. It is a coastal village. They can either take the coastal transport boat to Bobu or take the public carriage on the rural line. In order to save time, they decided to take
Go by carriage.
Unexpectedly, at the Bairen Transportation Center, Tan Shuangxi met an acquaintance. He was a villager from Daya Village who came to Bairen to deliver goods. He was unloading the goods and wanted to go back. So the two of them got on his freight carriage.
The two got in the car. The large compartment was mostly filled with daily consumer goods: wine, cloth, soap... There were also farm tools, fishing gear and hardware materials.
I watched the fields move away on both sides of the road. The road to Daya Village was in average repair. The gravel road was fairly smooth, but the foundation was very thin. We often encountered large potholes, which made the whole carriage bump.
"I'm sorry, this is a truck." The driver said hello, "The suspension is bad. It's not as comfortable as a passenger car!"
"It's okay, it'll be nice if we have a car." Tan Shuangxi said and handed the driver a cigarette and started chatting randomly, hoping to distract his attention and relieve the discomfort caused by the hangover.
"Isn't this road very good?"
"How much better can it be if we raise funds to build it?" the coachman continued, smoking a cigarette. This road is not an "official road", but Daya Village and other villages along the way jointly contributed money and work to repair it. But because of the first
For the first time, private funds were raised to build roads. The county civil affairs department gave some subsidies and sent technicians for free to survey and design. Therefore, the specifications of the roads were modeled on the Australian style, but there were no big machines to lay the foundations and the materials were not good enough. How many years have the repairs been completed?
It started to break after a few months.
"...If it breaks down in the past two years, it has been repaired. The repairs are not as fast as the broken ones." The coachman said, "That's right, how many cars travel on this road every day? It would be weird if it didn't get crushed."
Daya Village and several villages along the coast rely on this road to sell their catch to Chengmai County and Majiaobao. Villages not close to the sea sell vegetables and poultry through this road. Whether it is the old county town or Bopu
, Bairen, Calais...the huge appetites of these emerging towns seem to never be filled. Cargo carriages are constantly transporting agricultural and fishery products on the road, and also transporting industrial products from the towns back to the villages.
"It's really different from before." He said with emotion as he looked at the scenery along the way.
It has been a long time since he came to Daya Village. When he was a child, he liked to go back to his natal family with his mother. As he got older, he rarely went back. His family was poor, and his mother was not very keen on returning to her natal family. After all, life in her natal family was also difficult.
It's not easy. I dragged my son and daughter back, and the reception seemed "reluctant" due to human factors: the worry behind my grandma's happy expression, my uncle's slightly embarrassed "welcome" and my aunt's undisguised disgust. Although it was because of the relationship between relatives.
, I still need to move around from time to time, but the number of people coming and going is getting less and less.
Later, when his grandmother passed away, he hurried back to Daya Village with his mother for the funeral. Several years passed in the blink of an eye.
"There are more than ten times more people than before," said the driver. "They are all Yankees. If you try to speak patois in the village now, eight out of ten people will not understand you. Everyone can only speak Newspeak."
"Everyone can understand you when you speak Newspeak, there's nothing wrong with it."
"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it. But the kids can't talk anymore..." The coachman seemed to be complaining a little, but he couldn't tell the disadvantages of the kids not being able to talk anymore, so he just sighed helplessly.
On one side of the road, the terrain opens up, and there is a large tidal flat along the coast. The area close to the road is covered with grass and trees. Groups of ducks are looking for food on the tidal flat.
Tan Shuangxi knew that this was "tidal duck raising". Raising ducks in this way not only saves feed, but also lays many duck eggs of good quality. They are the so-called "sea duck eggs".
"So many ducks!" Zhang Laicai said in surprise as he stood up and looked at the huge flock of ducks that changed into various formations from time to time on the beach.
"That's not much," the driver said, "it's just a small part. Nowadays, many families in the village are raising ducks, so there are fewer people going out to fish."
"Oh? Why don't you go?" Tan Shuangxi was a little surprised.
"Fishing is more expensive now. You need a big boat, even an Australian-style boat. Fishing gear is not cheap, and you also need to buy ice... Speaking of making money, fishing is more profitable than before, but most people can't afford this cost.
It’s a shame. Besides, fishing with large boats saves manpower. What will happen to the extra people? They can’t find other ways to survive. Tiandihui sent people to promote duck farming and said that there are many tidal flats here, so the village began to raise ducks and sell duck eggs.
Give it to a food factory and at least make enough food and clothing for the whole family."
"Well, fishing at sea is a hard job after all." Tan Shuangxi said sincerely.