Su Qing hung the small blackboard he brought from the regiment on the wall behind him, blew away the chalk dust on it, stretched out his hand to test it to make sure it was hanging firmly, picked up the chalk and carefully wrote two big words on it: superstition. Then he turned around and said to the four people sitting around the square table: "Who knows these two words?"
Liu Jianqiang looked at the blackboard and said hesitantly: "What... people's words?"
"Those are two words, not the words of three people? The one that says 'Xin' is pronounced 'Xin'," Ma Liang corrected Liu Jianqiang proudly.
"What's that word in front of it?"
“That’s…” Ma Liang recognized the word “信” but not the word “迷”. He started scratching the back of his head when Liu Jianqiang asked him back.
Su Qing put down the chalk and patted the dust off his hands: "These two words are 'superstition.' It means people's obsession and trust in things, blind belief, and belief without understanding. For example, believing in ghosts and gods, worshipping gods, fortune-telling and feng shui are all superstitions."
Except for Wu Shitou, the other three understood: "Oh."
"Now, you are all revolutionary soldiers. You must get rid of superstition and believe in science. There are no gods or ghosts in this world. Especially you, Luo Fugui, you must remember this."
Luo Fugui was puzzled and rolled his eyes blankly: "This... can also be broken? What should I do in my next life?"
"What about next life?"
"If I lose my little ghost and the King of Hell, how will I be reborn in my next life? Wouldn't that be a huge loss for me?"
These days, Su Qing felt that managing these incompetent people in Class 9 was more difficult than managing a company, especially Luo Fugui, who had more bad habits than anyone else. Su Qing was often annoyed by him and couldn't understand why Hu Yi was so blind as to let him be the deputy monitor.
After taking a deep breath, Su Qing spoke again: "Even if there is a next life, you don't remember anything about this life. What's the difference between this and no next life? Hmm? Don't forget, you are now the Eighth Route Army."
"When you're a soldier, you have to believe in fate." Luo Fugui muttered to himself.
"What did you say?" Su Qing was a little angry.
"say"
"When you are a soldier, you have to believe in fate."
"Why?"
"Can't tell?"
I thought Luo Fugui had nothing to say, but he hung his head for a while, then suddenly raised it again: "If there is no afterlife, then I will only have this body given to me by my parents. Look at those who died and stank in the ditch, those who were blown to pieces, and those who rotted on the roadside to feed the maggots. Who would dare to give up that? Who would dare to lose this life... Boss Hu told me that when you are a soldier, you have to believe in fate. It is a blessing to die early. In the next life, you can change to a good family and a good year. Charge, fight hard, and don't be sad to see your comrades turn to ashes. Dare to throw your skin into the water and fire. It doesn't matter if it is broken or rotten. Without a body, you can still become a ghost. I just hope that I won't be a soldier in the next life."
Having said this, Luo Fugui paused, seemingly not noticing that the room had become unusually quiet.
"I know Boss Hu wants me not to be afraid, but I'm still afraid without him. I can't read and I'm just a fool. I don't understand what your ideals are. Are they as great as those of the Jade Emperor and the King of Hell? I don't understand why I'm not allowed to be reborn after joining the Eighth Route Army. Isn't it just that he dislikes me for burning paper and worshiping ghosts? I don't care whether you believe it or not. I know Boss Hu is the same as me. I'm a useless person and can't do anything for him. If he is still alive, I will burn paper for the ghosts. If he is dead, I will burn paper for him. He has offended many ghosts. If he becomes a ghost, he must pay for his passage. I'm afraid that if he can't afford it, he will be entangled by those damned creatures and won't be able to be reborn."
Click—
The case jumped up lightly, and the crystal dial reflected the narrow eyes.
Hu Yi, sitting beside the bed, watched the second hand turn round and round quietly.
The regiment commander was discharged from the hospital today and set out on the road back to the independent regiment half an hour ago. Although the little girl was very reluctant, Hu Yi still let her go back with the regiment commander, and also with Li Xiang, who Hu Yi had just seen off.
After what happened that night, Li Xiang began to be looked at differently by most people. The division once again sent people to understand the situation and do ideological work on him. From beginning to end, he just kept saying the same thing: request to be transferred to the independent regiment, or to retire from the army.
"Are you going to send them off?" A tall figure appeared at the door.
Hu Yi closed his pocket watch and put it in his pocket: "I think I'm fine now. Why didn't you say something to help me at that time?"
"Hey, don't be ungrateful. Dean Chen is being responsible for you. It's safer to let you rest for a few more days." Zhou Wanping said as she wandered into the ward and sat down diagonally beside the bed opposite.
Hu Yi smiled helplessly: "This time...how much medical fee does Li Xiang owe you?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't think I don't know that the people in the division let him go after listening to your advice."
"So that's what you're talking about. I was telling the truth about his situation. He is indeed not suitable to go back. Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?" Zhou Wanping answered while looking at Hu Yi with a smile.
"Why am I shameless again?"
"What do you think? A thief."
Hu Yi was speechless. Shouldn't she say this? How dare she bring it up
"What have you seen? Haven't you seen enough? You have to pay me back what you owe me."
Zhou Wanping suddenly stood up and reached out to unbutton Hu Yi's collar. Hu Yi was so frightened that he instinctively hid, but she grabbed his shoulder and said, "So you are afraid sometimes, too. Why are you hiding? Take off your shirt. I want to remove the bandage and check your wound. Haha, I scared you like this."
After checking the wound and changing the bandage, nurse Xiao Liu walked into the open door of the ward after a sound of footsteps: "Sister Zhou, Director Chen wants to see you."
"Okay, just stay here and relax for now," Zhou Wanping said to Hu Yi, handed the gauze to Xiao Liu, motioned her to finish the rest of the work, and got up to go out.
Dean's Office.
Zhou Wanping walked in: "President Chen, what's the matter?"
Dean Chen put down what he was doing and looked up. "I have some news for you. The idea you proposed a few days ago, to set up a field hospital, is being implemented by the division."
"Really?" Zhou Wanping was delighted when she heard that and sat down across the table. "When will it be finalized?"
"I estimate that we will be notified in a few days. We have tentatively planned two locations, one is Xiaoli Village and the other is Kunma Mountain. We need to conduct an on-site inspection before we can decide."
"What's there to investigate? Of course, the closer to the front line the better."
Seeing Zhou Wanping's impatience, Dean Chen smiled and said, "The further we go, the more complicated the situation becomes. It's not as simple as you think. Be content. I asked you to come here so that you can be prepared. When we investigate the site selection, you, the future dean and doctor, will have to go with us."
"Haha, of course I have the final say on this turf."
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