The door opened with a creak. The pain in his eyes eased a little, but they were still as red as rabbit eyes. Hu Yi leaned against the head of the bed and knew who was coming without even looking. He was the only person in the group who entered the room without knocking.
Xiao Hongying put down the basket, walked to Hu Yi's bed and sat down carelessly.
"Fox, are your eyes feeling better? I just brought back some wild vegetables that can heal your eyes. I'll ask Uncle Niu from the kitchen to make you some soup at noon."
Fox? This was the first time Hu Yi had a nickname since he was a child. He didn't know whether he should feel honored or helpless. Ever since he pulled this little girl back from the edge of the cliff, she had been sticking to this place all day, bringing water and food to take care of Hu Yi. This little girl had a clear distinction between love and hate, and was a rare child. Hu Yi was very glad that he held her little hand at the last moment and didn't let the ridiculous pigtails fall into the abyss.
Xiao Hongying's attitude towards Hu Yi changed 180 degrees, not just because Hu Yi saved her life. She thought Hu Yi was a powerful guy, and Xiao Hongying liked powerful people. Although she was facing a slingshot instead of a gun, Xiao Hongying was very familiar with the indomitable momentum. Although she was small, she was born and raised in the smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war. She followed the Red Army and experienced countless breakout battles and encounters. Although she was not a soldier who did not charge in the front, she was influenced by it and experienced the Long March. It was a miracle that she survived, which also formed her current unique personality.
Few people can open their eyes and rush out in the pervasive lime fog, at least Xiao Hongying feels that she can't do it. In addition, Xiao Hongying knows that Hu Yi has a pocket watch, which is also a reason. There are only two pocket watches in the whole regiment, one for the regiment commander and one for the political commissar. These are the only two people she is afraid of. Xiao Hongying is still a child, and her childish nature makes her think that people with pocket watches must be big people, heroes, and symbols of both civil and military talents. Now that Hu Yi also has one, Xiao Hongying's idea is even more firm.
Hu Yi sat up from the bed and asked casually, "Girl, I heard that you can shoot a gun, is this true?"
This question touched Xiao Hongying's heart. She wanted to show it off. Her pigtails shook and she said, "That's right. Ask around the whole regiment. Apart from the regiment commander, political commissar and Uncle Niu from the kitchen, who among the rest of the new recruits can be more accurate than me?"
Oh, Hu Yi became interested: "How is it possible that you are just a little girl and don't even have a gun?"
Hehehe… Xiao Hongying rarely smiled shyly, hesitated for a moment and said: “I’m telling you, you are not allowed to laugh at me, and you can’t report me to the political commissar!”
Seeing Hu Yi nod seriously, he continued, "Don't look at me without a gun. When I want to practice shooting, those new recruits will line up to give me a gun. Bullets are precious in our team. Whoever lends me an empty gun for a morning, I will give him a bullet. As long as the leaders don't find out, an empty gun can be used for a morning and then I will have an extra bullet. Who wouldn't be jealous? Hehe."
Hu Yi couldn't help but feel a little confused: "You borrowed an empty gun, and when you returned it, you gave it back a bullet. Where did you get the bullet?"
Xiao Hongying blushed, rolled her eyes, and said vaguely, "I saved it."
Collected? Do you think bullets are mushrooms on the roadside, you can just pick them? Hu Yi stared at Xiao Hongying's cunning eyes for a long time, and finally came to his senses. If they have grenades, why can't they have bullets? This little girl's mind cannot be guessed by common sense. God knows how many recruits she has cheated over the years.
It is said that good marksmanship is innate? That is nonsense! It is said that good marksmanship is learned by hanging a stone? That is just fooling the recruits. Hu Yi firmly believes in a truth that good marksmanship is fed by countless bullets. The more bullets are fired, the better the marksmanship. Thinking about Xiao Hongying's unique personality and living environment, Hu Yi believed that this little girl should not be bragging.
At this point, Xiao Hongying suddenly remembered the four bullets she had just received and Liu Jianqiang's heart-wrenching cry. She quickly rubbed her hands and asked Hu Yi: "Huxi, you haven't been assigned a unit yet, right? How about I introduce you to a place?"
Seeing those cunning eyes sparkling again, Hu Yi's heart trembled. Who knows what bad things this little girl might be up to. He pretended to be indifferent and replied, "I'm not interested. I'd better rest and recuperate and wait for the regiment commander and the political commissar to make arrangements." After saying that, he lay down again.
Hu Yi didn't take this up, what should I do? I've collected all the bullets, and that loser with a runny nose has cried like a bear, I can't blackmail him for nothing again, can I? Xiao Hongying scratched her head for a moment, this dead fox, who had not been here for long, couldn't find any weakness or handle on him, so she thought of Su Qing in a hurry. So she pulled Hu Yi's trouser leg: "Hey, fox, what do you think of Aunt Su Qing?"
Hu Yi's heart was moved, but he remained calm on the surface: "Didn't she tell you everything? In her eyes, I am not a good person, but a scum."
"Aunt Su Qing is so beautiful, I like her, do you like her too?"
Hu Yi didn't respond.
"You must be a good person. I can't be wrong. My mother also called my father a bastard, but she ended up marrying him. Hey, don't you think so?"
Hu Yi still didn't respond.
"In our entire group, I, Hongying, have the sharpest eyes and the widest connections. I can find out her news and situation just by flipping my fingers. How do you think?"
Hu Yi finally sat up and answered with just two words: "Deal!"
The work training meeting held in the regiment was over, and representatives from various departments left the regiment headquarters one after another, leaving only the regiment commander and the political commissar sitting at the table sipping water. The regiment commander's surname was Lu, and he was also a member of the Red Army. He was a generous person. He put down his cup and said to the political commissar: "Old Ding, you have seen the KMT deserter who saved the little girl two days ago, how is he?"
Ding Deyi took a sip of water and said, "I think this guy is not ordinary and has a background. He has a watch and can tell time. He may be literate and may be a talented person."
Oh, the captain grinned and said, "That's great, let's assign him to the first company."
Ding Deyi smiled and said, "Old Lu, don't be anxious. After all, he has just joined the team, and we are still unclear about his temperament. Our regiment has just been reorganized, and there is still a blank in terms of ideological transformation. My idea is to observe him first."
The regiment commander took off his hat and scratched his head. "Old Ding, I really admire you for your political work. You are not in a hurry even when the situation is urgent. The reorganization training is enough to give me a headache. This afternoon, that useless runny nose came to the playground to make trouble with me again. He insisted that he found a soldier from the 9th Company, the deserter, and started to make trouble about the 9th Company again. That troublesome little girl also followed suit. I thought your idea could be delayed for a while, but I didn't expect it to come up again so soon. It's annoying. You should think of a solution for me quickly."
Ding Deyi thought about it for a while, then slapped the table and said, "That's great, let's bundle these things together and solve them all at once!"