If something happens too many times, it will no longer attract people's interest.
Hu Yi was put into solitary confinement again because the reason for his request for leave did not match the facts.
Due to the importance of this incident, Hu Yi immediately gave a detailed report to the political commissar after returning to Dabei Village, from Sanjia Market to Lushuipu, and then to Sanchalukou. However, Hu Yi did not tell all the details, such as Sun Cui smuggled shells and copper and iron goods, such as Sun Cui divided half of the robbery money, and asked Luo Fugui to rob a few bottles of wine and bring them back secretly.
There was no one else in the regiment at that time. Ding Deyi did not pretend to be serious with Hu Yi because of the leave. He knew that Hu Yi was not a person who would accept such talk, so he listened to the situation calmly, then called the signalman and ordered to send more spies to the county town. Finally, he said to Hu Yi with a smile: "Next time if you dare to do it again, don't blame me for taking action. This time, although it is not your leave, I can't let you off... Don't you like the confinement room? Then stay there for two days. By the way, help me take down the window there."
Click—the tinny, thin silver case jumped up briskly, and the narrow eyes were faintly reflected on the beautiful crystal white dial. A steady and clear rhythm was gently transmitted to the palm of the hand, so precise, calm, and never ripples, like a cold soldier's heart.
The door opened, and as sunlight suddenly leaked into the room, a beautiful figure stood in the light.
Hu Yi, half leaning on the bed, was still quietly looking at the pocket watch in his hand. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand showed that the time was half past eleven.
After a long time, the woman said calmly: "You don't owe me anything anymore." After she finished speaking, she turned around and disappeared out the door.
With a light snap, Hu Yi closed the watch case, tightly grasped the pocket watch in his hand, slowly raised his head to look out the window, and saw distant mountains.
Bang!
The gate of the kitchen compound was half opened, and a pair of pigtailed girls walked in, shaking their heads.
With a whoosh, the recruits who were eating at a table immediately stood up, carrying their bowls and chopsticks and quickly moved to other places because the unscrupulous and evil girl had arrived.
Then four more people came in slowly. One was the tallest in the group, one was the dumbest, one was the most active in mind, and one had the worst temper.
Xiao Hongying was walking towards the table that was being automatically cleared while looking left and right. Suddenly, she met Kuai Tui'er's eyes. She immediately twitched her nose, raised her eyebrows, and made a vicious face at Kuai Tui'er.
Kuai Tui'er quickly lowered his head and pretended that he was busy eating and couldn't see anything. Seeing this, the soldiers from the Second Company beside him also wanted to stick out their tongues and glare at the wicked child in retaliation. Unexpectedly, Kuai Tui'er winked at several soldiers from the Second Company and whispered, "The company commander said that no one should provoke that naughty child recently, and try to make her forget about the grenade incident. Eat quickly and leave quickly after eating." The soldiers from the Second Company immediately stopped talking after hearing this, and ate without stopping, which was a spectacular sight.
Xiao Hongying twisted her little steps and came to sit in the middle of the empty table. She swung her legs and looked to the other side. She happened to see the soldiers from the third company eating together. She couldn't help but squint at them.
The third company immediately fell silent, just like the second company, eating without any words. Everyone knew that the incident a few days ago was a bit serious, and a member of the kitchen team died. The company commander Hao Ping repeatedly warned them not to cause trouble in the recent days, especially now that they were in the kitchen yard. If the wicked kid instigated something, maybe even the people in the kitchen team would be involved.
The new recruits in the yard saw this scene and began to whisper to each other.
"Did you see that? They all looked very unhappy. The second and third companies were down. The squad leader was in solitary confinement every day, but the ninth squad was still so powerful. The unit is the smallest, but the flag is not small."
"They say that fools go to Class 9, and I want to be a fool. To tell you the truth, my ideal is to be assigned to Class 9. If I can eat at that table, it would be prestigious."
"Hehehe, you and I think similarly. I want to go too. Even though the reputation is bad, the equipment is good. Even idiots who can't shoot have box guns. The belts are brand new. Wow."
"How many places are allocated to Class Nine this time? Does anyone know?..."
Not long after, there were more people at Class 9's table. First came Xiaodou, the communicator from the regiment headquarters, then Xiaohong and Kuihua from the medical team, and finally Xiaobing, the guard who came back from the confinement room. As a result, laughter could be heard from Class 9's table from time to time.
Xiao Hongying didn't seem to have any appetite. She put down her bowl and chopsticks soon, interrupting Xiaodou who was whispering jokes with Ma Liang and asked, "Hey, Xiaodou, have you had the opportunity to go to the division recently?"
Xiaodou tilted his head and thought for a while: "There is a chance, but it may not be me. It depends on who the political commissar appoints."
“You have to earn your chances.”
"Why?"
Then Xiao Hongying knelt on the bench, supported herself with her arms and climbed over half of the table, leaned close to Xiaodou and whispered, "Please bring some things to the division hospital for me."
"This is a bit..." Xiaodou pretended to hesitate, but when Xiaohongying opposite him suddenly raised five fingers and then turned them over, he immediately changed his words: "No problem."
Xiao Hongying retreated to the bench and turned to Kuihua beside her and whispered, "Give me a few of those empty alcohol bottles from the medical team."
"What do you want that for?"
"Raising fish. Hehehe..."
It was already past noon when Su Qing walked into Class Nine's nest and found the room empty. He stopped inside to think for a moment, then turned around and walked out to the kitchen.
As soon as I entered the kitchen compound, I saw Team Nine still sitting there idly after dinner. There were only five of them sitting in the huge yard, lazily doing nothing.
Xiao Hongying turned her head and saw Su Qing coming in, and her pretty face immediately changed from bright to gloomy. The other four did not have such a reaction. They just looked at Su Qing in confusion as he walked over with an expressionless face.
Su Qing walked to the table and sat down next to Ma Liang. He looked at the five people at the table one by one and then spoke.
"From today on, I will serve as the counselor for Class 9."
"I don't admit it." Xiao Hongying tilted her neck and looked up at the sky.
"This is the order of the political commissar. You don't need to acknowledge it." Su Qing replied to Xiao Hongying's disdainful reaction calmly, and then continued to say to everyone: "Now, I am not going to make high demands on you, but I will organize you to attend education classes regularly. Do you understand?"
No one spoke.
"It seems that you all understand, so I won't say any more." Su Qing then stood up from the table and looked at Liu Jianqiang: "Come with me."
Liu Jianqiang followed Su Qing into the political work office, stopped two steps inside, and stood at attention looking straight ahead.
Su Qing walked straight to her desk and sat down. She first ordered Liu Jianqiang to close the door, and then said, "From now on, you must report to me regularly on all matters in Class 9."
Liu Jianqiang looked straight ahead without saying anything.
Su Qing stared at Liu Jianqiang, who was as unresponsive as a wooden stake, for a while, and then said, "You are not reporting to the political work department, but to the counselor of Class 9."
Liu Jianqiang still stubbornly did not respond.
After a moment of silence, Su Qing spoke again: "I hope you can understand that this is to protect Class 9. Please think about it seriously."
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