There are a few clouds floating in the blue sky, and the clear river bank reflects the green grass. There is noise on this bank and on the other bank as well. A cable bridge stretches across, swaying slowly. 》し
Someone was crossing the bridge, wearing black cloth shoes covered with dirt, and his puppet army trousers were loose and rolled up at the cuffs, but his upper body was neat. He wore an old-fashioned floral short shirt with slanting buttons that fitted his body and made it look slightly raised. There was a square patch on the right shoulder, and a cowhide belt was tied around his waist with an over-the-shoulder leather belt. A Hanyang short bayonet was hung on the side of his waist, and a cowhide bullet bag was attached to his back. He had a British Type 77 rifle slung across his back. He was slightly thin and not very tall, with dark skin, two short braids, and some messy hair on his forehead. He had a small nose and small eyes, but he had a pair of heroic eyebrows, which made him look more masculine. He looked ugly, but he was ugly in a pretty way!
The sentry standing on the bridge on this side didn't dare to look at him any longer. This was Coach Qin, so he had to hide when he saw him. He couldn't afford to provoke him, so he could only lower his head to pick his earwax and pretend to be distracted.
Not to mention the sentries of the Ninth Company, even the guys from the Second Company who were walking in crab steps in the wine station would quickly get out of the way when they saw her, not blocking her way, and wait for her to pass by, then they would stop and stare at her with their necks tilted.
She stopped under a big tree at the wine station, stood sideways with legs apart, and looked around slowly. Wherever her sight passed, the generals from each company quickly avoided her gaze. Those who had no chess pieces looked at the chess pieces, and those who had chess pieces looked up at the sky. What an innocent picture.
Suddenly, a crisp voice broke through the sky: "Luo - you can escape the first year, but you can't escape the second year. I know you are there! I swear to heaven, if you don't give me an explanation, I will make you a failure in your life. Don't regret it!"
Don't regret - regret - regret - the echo lingered, shocking a large number of talented people. Hu Yi and Su Qing were so shocked that they also walked out of the door, only to see Fan Erniu's back arrogantly walking away.
Hu Yi knew about the matter between Luo Fugui and Fan Erniu, but he had been too lazy to care about it and pushed it to Lao Qin. He didn't expect it to get to this point today. In desperation, he said to the nearby soldiers: "Go find that bear thing for me!"
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Inside the wooden house of the 9th Company headquarters, three people were sitting in a circle around the table: the company commander, the instructor, and the political officer. Standing inside the door was the dejected Luo Fugui.
Qin You was complaining angrily: "I've said everything, but that girl is not someone who can be persuaded. She keeps making trouble and it gets worse and worse. It worries me to death."
Hu Yi pondered for a long time and said, "I don't think it will be a problem. She is just using psychological tactics."
"There's only a chance of a catastrophe! What if something goes wrong?" Qin You put down the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out: "I used to work with the masses, and I saw a lot of this kind of thing. It's just bluffing, but it changes its nature in an impulse."
Hu Yi turned his gaze to Luo Fugui: "Speak up? This is your business, don't you have to say something?"
"I've said it eight hundred times. She married a ghost while I was away, and I haven't even become a ghost yet, but I have to take the blame for the ghost, hiding during the day and hiding at night, nothing I eat tastes good, how am I going to live in the future? I feel even more wronged!"
"Why didn't I see you eat less?" Hu Yi wanted to frown when he heard this, but suddenly saw Su Qing raise her finger and tap the table, so he changed his question: "So... you really don't want her?"
Qin You couldn't help but glared at Hu Yi: "You're asking the wrong question. You can't do it even if you want it! This is the army, not a small coal mine."
"So what do you say we should do?"
"Is there any way I can still make trouble today?"
"How about... reporting to the political commissar?"
"Report to the political commissar. Anyway, I, as an instructor, can't solve the problem!"
Luo Fugui quickly closed his mouth and said, "You have to explain clearly to the political commissar that I am innocent. I am a good soldier who is devoted to the revolution. She is obviously trying to blackmail me because she can't find a husband!"
Hu Yi frowned again and knocked on the table: "Blackmail you? Isn't it you who caused the trouble? You said this... Today..." Only at this point did he realize that he had lost his composure. Su Qing and Qin You were already shocked, and Luo Fugui could not help but hunch his back subconsciously from a distance. He had no choice but to vent his anger and waved at the bear: "Get out!"
After Luo Fugui fled the scene in disgrace, Qin You got up and walked around the room several times. Finally, he sighed and walked out.
Hu Yi looked at the sunlight outside the door in silence. Su Qing suddenly asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I just... admire Erniu's courage. She's a good girl, and Mule is not worthy of her at all!"
"I think... Luo Fugui might be responsible."
"Huh?" Hu Yi had to retract his gaze and stare at Su Qing: "How is this possible?"
"Marrying a dead person but not dying... is not something that can be imitated; this is already a fact in Erniu's case, and the whole regiment knows about it, and it can never be changed; the most important thing is... Luo Fugui despises Erniu and refuses to acknowledge her; then think about it, what kind of character is the political commissar? It's not that he can't do something exceptional, this is no longer a matter of military regulations, but a matter of attitude. Of course, this is also my imagination. By the way, should I continue to guide my shooting practice?"
This turn of events made Hu Yi dumbfounded: "That... isn't it... Besides... isn't that thing over?"
"Who said it was in the past? I didn't say how long it had been!"
Su Qing was obviously unhappy with Hu Yi's reaction, and her face began to darken.
"I think... for you... it's enough to be able to hit the target at close range. You are not cut out for it!" It was strange that Hu Yi was reluctant to tell a lie in front of Su Qing. Of course, he was not a person who was good at being tactful.
"The whole wine station is made of this stuff? Is that right?"
When Su Qing's tone was mixed with ice, Hu Yi finally realized how stupid his previous words were. However, he could not go back on his words. He simply said with a stiff upper lip despite the familiar coldness: "How about this, if you can leave the bar's security area without being discovered, I will agree to do anything you ask me to do."
The cold goddess didn't say another word. She stood up angrily and left the table. When she walked out of the open company door, she slammed the door shut. The sound of the bang made a few strands of dust fall from the roof. Hu Yi was left staring at the door in a daze: Is it that necessary? Not really
He shook his head, picked up his broken teacup and drank water slowly like the political commissar, took two sips and put it down, thinking of the four words "arrogant soldiers will be defeated", not to mention that this woman is a stubborn person, she will not care about her life when she is serious, so he quickly got up, pushed the door open, looked around, and whispered to a nearby soldier: "Let Chen Chong come to see me quickly!"
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On the south bank, in Jiuzhan Village, Sun Cui added firewood to boil water at her residence, while Erniu sat opposite her, quietly watching the mist.
"I'm like this, but he still doesn't care about me."
Sun Cui straightened up, wiped her hands on her waist, and comforted her: "Who in the village, young or old, would not be convinced by what you have done? The rest depends on fate, just wait."
Unfortunately, these words of comfort had no effect. Erniu was still depressed: "Didn't you say that it only takes a thin layer of paper for a girl to chase a boy? How can there be such thick paper?"
"… "
Sun Cui was speechless, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"I'm so ugly... I'm dark, and I carry a rifle on my back like a man... Before my mother died, she kept complaining about me not being able to find a husband. My neighbor's girl got married at the age of 14, and she even earned a dollar to give to her family... People like me... No one wants me as a concubine, and no one wants me as a maid."
"You're not that ugly. Besides, women don't just rely on their looks to survive."
"If not your face, what else can you rely on?"
"For example..." Sun Cui subconsciously raised her hands to support her own chest, and suddenly noticed Erniu's two slightly raised nipples. She had to swallow the rest of the words and changed the topic: "You have a big butt, which is good for giving birth. This is a blessing for your husband!"
"What's the use? Your butt isn't your face!"
"Keep your voice down! You don't know anything and you're just sitting here complaining. Then I'll let you, a silly girl, know what your butt can do..."
The water in the broken pot was boiling, steam rising. Erniu stared at Sun Cui in surprise, forgetting to wipe the sweat off her forehead. Sun Cui kept mumbling and covering her mouth with her hands, laughing. One of them temporarily forgot about her depression, while the other amused herself in the happiness of memories...