When the mobile phone rang, Qiao Nan was wearing his father's rubber shoes and planting peanuts in the ground. As soon as he looked at the area code on the caller ID, he knew that the organization was going to talk to him about resettlement again.

But what he didn't expect was that the call was actually from a star in person.

It seems that after he blocked the keyword "placement", his superiors would have no choice, or he would not have let a star call him.

Qiao Nan immediately stood in an extremely standard military posture in the field, and his voice on the phone was as sonorous and powerful as making a report to the chief. The busy villagers stopped what they were doing, and even the cattle not far away turned their heads to look at this rare scene.

Qiao Nan didn't realize it, he still stood up straight, and called in a low voice. One Star inquired about his physical condition as usual, and after learning that he was fine, he asked kindly, "And what have you been doing lately?"

"Report! I grow peanuts in my hometown!"

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Yixing sighed slightly, I don't know whether he was sorry or surprised, he seemed to be still smoking, and after a few seconds, he smiled: "Three months ago, he was a warrior on the battlefield, what's the matter, now he has changed to a farmer?"

“...... Report!"

"Speak!"

"Revolutionary soldiers have a brick, where they need to move!"

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"Poof!" A star didn't hold back after all, but soon became serious: "Comrade Qiao Nan, you don't give me a platform to go online, I see you, you don't care about yourself at all! You are still so young, don't you hurry up and think about the way out in the future, do you really plan to become a farmer in the future? You brick, just move to the field?"

“......”

"Don't tell me that you haven't thought about it yet, you still need to think about it, I know you must have an idea in your heart, just don't say it. Comrade Qiao Nan, we want to talk about dedication, but at this time, you should also properly talk to the organization about the conditions!"

Qiao Nan was still standing in the middle of the field like a tree, and when Old Qiao saw that his son had been calling for a long time, he knew that this call was very important. He put down his farming tools and walked over to his son, who came closer and heard a slightly dialectical voice on the other end of the phone.

Yixing said unhurriedly: "Qiao Nan, I just heard that you had the idea of going to graduate school last year, but you gave the opportunity to others." If you still have the idea of reading, the organization can help you coordinate, but you have to talk about your idea first, and we respect your wishes. ”

When the chief said this, he could indeed be called caring.

Qiao Nan was enthusiastic and said: "Thank you for the organization's concern, after I think about it, I will give you a reply within a week." ”

After hanging up the phone, he still stood like a tree, and was patted on the shoulder by his father, and then sat on the ridge as if the seal had been lifted.

Old Joe asked with concern, "Is it the big chief who went to see you?"

"It's not that easy. Qiao Nan said: "Dad, everything I have experienced has to take many turns. So, you don't talk about it until I get my thoughts in order. ”

Qiao Jianjun said with a smile: "That's because you refuse to make do with everything, so there will be so many twists and turns." If you arrange it casually and make do with it, it will be much smoother - but Dad still hopes that you don't make do it, so as not to regret it later. ”

Qiao Nan smiled gratefully, grabbed the gourd scoop that was placed aside, and said, "Let's help grandma finish planting peanuts first." ”

Lao Qiao dug a pit in front, and Qiao Nan and his grandmother put seeds in the small pits. Qiao Nan has not planted as fast as his grandmother, because of the black shadow in front of his right eye, he can't plant peanuts in the exact place. Old Joe stopped to wipe his sweat, and when he saw his son such a big man, bending over and laboriously throwing peanut seeds into the pit, he inevitably sighed again.

Before Lao Qiao could speak, Grandma first felt distressed: "Nan Nan, don't plant it, go home and rest!"

"Grandma, don't get tired of planting peanuts. ”

Grandma counted Qiao Jianjun again: "The child is not well yet, you just pull him back to work, I don't know what you think!"

Lao Qiao was also very aggrieved: "Mom, let him come back to work, that's to watch him." You don't know, he goes to the beach every day in Hong Kong City to run, and the wind on the beach is so strong, he is not afraid of choking. When I came home at night, it was push-ups and sit-ups, and my mother and I couldn't control him. He will listen to you, you should take care of him!"

Grandma was so frightened that her face changed: "Nan Nan, you don't want to die? Hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, you have only been a few days? You are so careless, if you break your body again, then you will still suffer?"

suffered a heavy blow, his family regarded him as Lin Daiyu, and Qiao Nan was also very helpless. Without saying a word, he rolled up his arms and showed his grandmother his strong biceps. Who knew that grandma gave him a blank look and said, "Thin as a bear, what else is there to show off? Today you will also grow peanuts, and you are not allowed to do anything else!"

Qiao Nan had no choice but to continue to grow peanuts at a turtle speed, and after planting, he also pulled the mulch film with his aunt, but from his point of view, the mulch pulled by his aunt was crooked. He wanted to say it several times, but then he remembered that his aunt's direction was normal, and it was his sense of balance that was wrong.

Alas, it seems that he can't even be a farmer.

In the afternoon, it was overcast, but fortunately a neighbor came to help, and before the rain, my grandmother's peanuts were planted smoothly. As soon as I got home, the rain fell, and a storm hit in an instant. Grandma was very happy: "Fortunately, I came back early and didn't drench Nan Nan." ”

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Qiao Nan was stunned. It was so busy just now that it was dark, and the old man still had the energy to worry about him.

For the farmer, farming is a big deal, but the old man's biggest concern is not the peanuts he has just planted, but his body first.

Qiao Nan really wanted to tell her that it was okay to get a little rain, what bad weather had he not encountered in his military career? Besides, he was so big, so why not get a little rain?

But he held back. He knew that Grandma just wanted to love her children and grandchildren as much as she could? Just spend a few days with the old man, don't say anything, just enjoy her love.

In that way, grandma will also feel that she is still needed by her children and grandchildren, and she will be very happy.

So, Qiao Nan still made a request to her grandmother like she did when she was a child: "Grandma, can you make acacia cakes at night? There are also toon scrambled eggs, I have long been hungry." ”

Grandma really smiled: "Then you still need to say, I know that you are going back, I asked your aunt to hook the locust flowers, I went to pinch the toon buds, and I waited for you to come back and eat them." Your aunt even went to your third brother's house and asked for a little rooster, saying that she wanted to stew soup with you. You watch TV on the kang for a while, and I'll cook for you. ”

"Watch some TV, I'll light a fire for you. ”

Grandma did not refuse, but praised him, after being away for so many years, he would use the family earthen stove to make a fire. Qiao Nan deliberately made some smug looks, and said with a smile: "Grandma, survival in the wild is our basic skill, there is no earthen stove like home in the wild, we have to dig it ourselves." ”

"Ouch, my Nan Nan is really amazing, I have learned everything in the past few years as a soldier. ”

Grandma's busy figure was a little clumsy, and even walked a few laps, and even forgot whether to put salt or not, it seems that she is still a lot older.

Qiao Nan's heart was sour, and she thought, fortunately Qiao Lin didn't see this scene, otherwise she would have to sit on the threshold and cry again.

In order to treat my uncle, my aunt sold the house, and now my uncle's family is crowded into my grandmother's house. Grandma's house has only one kitchen and living room, and one bedroom on the east and west sides. My uncle and aunt lived in the house on the west side, and my grandmother lived alone in the east side. As soon as the father and son of the Qiao family came back, the grandmother went to live at the fourth grandmother's house. Although the fourth grandmother is no longer there, the grandmother has a good relationship with their family, and she is usually helped by their family.

It's rare to go back to his hometown, Lao Qiao also has elders to visit, and after dinner, there are only uncles and Qiao Nan left at home. Unlike Baoqing's pessimism, his uncle is still living tenaciously, and after the operation, he still works hard. Qiao Nan had read the poems written by his uncle, and his works were full of vigorous vitality, and it was impossible to tell that it was written by a patient with advanced uremia.

"Before the transplant, I said I had a wish that my poems would be published. Nowadays, most young people like Western modernist or postmodernist poems, and the poems I write are too rustic to attract readers, so it is difficult to publish. Jolene's girl actually begged your aunt to ask if there was a publisher willing to publish my poetry collection. I didn't expect that a great writer like Mr. Qiao Mu would actually help me with this, and last month a publishing house in Beijing contacted me and said that it wanted to publish my poetry collection. But I always feel that they value the story behind this collection of poems more than anything else. I guess the word 'uremia patient' will be highlighted in the publicity. ”

Qiao Nan comforted: "Uncle, no matter what, it's a good thing to be published." What if they make a fuss about 'uremia', there are so many uremia patients in the world, how many of them can do it like you? Maybe after reading your poems and listening to your deeds, they will also find a new path. Wouldn't it make more sense for you to tell them that uremia patients can still live like this?"

Uncle nodded: "I understand the truth, but when you say this, I am even more enlightened." You've grown up and become more sensible. ”

Asked about the way out in the future, Qiao Nan sighed: "When I was going to graduate school last year, I wanted to go to the technical side. But when I was in college, I was not as solid as my technical classmates, and I didn't have any scientific research results. Later, I also thought about it a lot, and I felt that the path of technology was not necessarily suitable for me. Uncle, I can't see myself clearly now, you say, what am I thinking in my heart?"

Qiao Nan asked very sincerely, but his uncle laughed: "I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, how can I know what you think?" Since you ask me, I'll guess - probably, in the course of engaging in scientific research and leading troops to fight, you don't know which one to choose?"

"Probably...... That is true. ”

"Last year, you wanted to engage in scientific research, and now that you have the opportunity to study, why hesitate?"

Qiao Nan blinked and was stunned.

"Qiao Nan, in the moment you hesitated, you actually found the answer, didn't you?"

Qiao Nan asked herself, it seemed like this.

The uncle said, "If you really want to do something, don't hesitate. If you don't want to miss an opportunity, ask for your leadership. Don't feel that it is shameless and hurts your self-esteem, at the moment of life and death, I have begged God countless times to let me live a few more days and spend more time with Baoqing and your aunt. It was embarrassing, but I was left with this humble wish, and I could only beg over and over again. This is not to bend your eyebrows and bend your waist to the powerful, nor is it to bend your waist for five buckets of rice, just bow your head for your ideals, there is nothing to be ashamed of. ”

It turned out that his uncle had already seen his thoughts, and maybe his parents had already seen it.

Qiao Nan took note of what his uncle said, took a book from his bookcase, and went back to the east house to read it. The doors and windows of my grandmother's house were in disrepair, and a gust of wind blew the windows open. Qiao Nan hurriedly got up and closed the window, and when the window was closed, the book was also wet.

He was already struggling to read, and the ink on the book was blurred, and it became a cloud of black shadows, and he couldn't see it clearly.

Qiao Nan had no choice but to put the book on his head, and when his sleepy eyes were hazy, he remembered that he hadn't done today's push-ups yet.

So, he got up and did push-ups, and when he was tired, he lay on the kang and gasped. For some reason, two lines of poetry popped into my mind.

The zombie and lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel.

Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fell into a dream.

It's so apt.

He was half-blind and worked as a farmer in this mountain village, but the sound of the trumpet echoed in his ears, and the loud horn was like a wave, hitting his brain wave after wave. When the waves receded, all the thoughts were swept away, leaving only a few broken images, pieced together, probably - go back quickly!