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After the year, the school will start. The second semester of the first year has begun. Zhang Xingming began to look forward to it.

In May '80, a regimental engineering unit was stationed in the compound opposite the boiler room as scheduled. Zhang Xingming's house is the head of the family house of the whole concentrator, that is, the top, from Zhang Xingming's house to the top of the family area of 36 households, one by one until the river, and then up is the boundary of the open-pit mine.

Out of the main gate of Zhang Xingming's courtyard is the staff dormitory of the concentrator, which is a typical I-shaped red brick building in this period. There is a boiler room and water pipes above the dormitory, and all the residents in this area have to carry water from here to eat and wash their clothes. Separated from the staff dormitory by a driveway more than ten meters wide, there is another I-shaped red brick building, what Zhang Xingming did before the troops were stationed, he did not know, and he had no memory.

The unit stationed in the station, and Zhang Xingming's father's original unit were both a field army, which was later unified and rebuilt, that is, the later engineering troops, which were called construction troops in some places. During this period, the engineering troops produced in the dismantling of field troops were the troops that should be remembered, praised and moved forever by the world, but it is a pity that they silently disappeared in the great river of time, except for a small number of people in this period who still remember them, and occasionally think about it, there is no record of them anymore, but the national defense roads, railways, and countless great projects and buildings recorded in the annals of history are all printed with the sweat and blood of the engineers. They are the most respectable, the loveliest, and the greatest group of people in this period, and without one of them, there is no one or any organization that can replace their great achievements, and future generations will never know that their happy life is boiling with the sweat of the engineering soldiers and soaked in the blood of the engineering soldiers.

From May '80 when they came to Guojiabao to the fall of '83, this unit lived in this building for more than three years. Just a few months after Zhang Xingming's house went upstairs, the troops built a new barracks on the vacant land upstream of the railway station on the other side of the river, and all of them were moved over, and this building belonged to the mining construction company as a dormitory for the mining construction company.

Later, Zhang Xingming didn't know what happened to the army, but in 86, the barracks also became the welfare housing for the employees of the mining construction company, and he had two classmates living there. According to my father, some of them were demobilized and I had been in contact with them for several years.

Zhang Xingming was extremely familiar with this unit in his previous life: Uncle Jin was of Korean nationality, and he could always take out handmade Korean caramel for him and his brother to eat, which were long and tawny, and gave Zhang Xingming and his brother sweet memories in that era when there was a lack of food and drink; Uncle Miao was very handsome, had a very cheerful personality, loved to joke, could do poker magic, and could make so many toys out of wood and wire; Company Commander Xing and his wife were both southerners, and they preferred to make dumplings from the north, either boiling them into wontons or eating them before they were cooked; Uncle Zhang Aiping, the first person Zhang Xingming met in this unit was a squad leader, a GD person, and he was very good to Zhang Xingming, take him to the movies, take him to eat in the army, watch TV in the army.

At that time, eating meat and watching TV was an extremely luxurious thing, and it was still a big color TV, and Zhang Xingming enjoyed it like this every day in the army for the past three years; that strict regiment commander, every time he saw Zhang Xingming walking around the army building, he would give a few words, but he never really drove Zhang Xingming away, and sometimes Zhang Xingming was there to watch TV and let him let him let him go for a while; the lovely battalion commander, with a big square face, smiled all day long, and always liked to tempt Zhang Xingming by watching TV, and Zhang Xingming was still fooled when he went on countless occasions; the army left Zhang Xingming with so many happy memories in the past three years, and then until his grandfather died, Zhang Xingming and his brother lived in the bed, or the bunk military bed that was given by Company Commander Xing when his family moved away.

Listening to the roaring steam and engine sound mixed with the sound of the horn sounded in the boiler room, and then a password came, and the slogans of the soldiers, Zhang Xingming threw down the unfinished dumplings and went out to run over there.

Familiar with the way through the iron gate in the backyard of the building, the backyard is the boiler room of this building, and now the troops have just come in, and there is no one here. There is only one main gate in the whole building, but there are three back doors with one large and two small, one wide and two narrow and three stairs, Zhang Xingming went directly into the small back door of the annex building at the west end and went up the second floor along the stairs. The corridor was full of soldiers, a green shadow was shaking, and those carrying things shouted trumpets, and no one paid attention to Zhang Xingming's little point. Zhang Xingming went up to the second floor and walked directly down the corridor to Uncle Zhang's room in his memory.

The furnishings in the room were different from the soldier's room, except for two cabinets and an extra desk. Two military bunk beds (narrower than civilian ones), but Uncle Zhang's upper bunk in this house is used to put things, and only he and the deputy squad leader live. This deputy squad leader does not have a deep impression in Zhang Xingming's memory, and only knows that his surname is Huang.

"Who are you looking for, kid?

"Uncle Zhang. Seeing Zhang Aiping, Zhang Xingming was a little excited, after the previous army moved away, Uncle Zhang was demobilized to Guangzhou, and sent a few letters to his family, he was too young at that time, and then there was no news.

"How do you know that my surname is Zhang?" Uncle Zhang looked surprised, put down the quilt in his hand, lowered his head and asked Zhang Xingming.

"I know. Because my surname is also Zhang. "Zhang Xingming can't say that I knew you in my last life, and I always eat you as a bastard, so I have to use my own capital as a child to mess around.

"Haha, children are interesting," Uncle Zhang had a very cheerful personality, pointing to Deputy Huang on the opposite bed and asking, "Then what is his surname?" and "He is Uncle Huang." Zhang Xingming glanced at Deputy Huang, climbed onto Uncle Zhang's bed and sat down, looked around, and asked, "Why don't you have a piano?" Uncle Zhang's harmonica and old-fashioned guitar were the precious instruments he had come into contact with for the first time in his previous life.

"Little friend, how do you know that I have a piano?" Uncle Zhang was distracted by Zhang Xingming and forgot to call him Uncle Huang. "I saw it when I went upstairs, you're so stupid. After saying this, Zhang Xingming had a layer of goosebumps on his body, and said in his heart that he couldn't talk like this, others were fine, and he couldn't stand it first.

"Children, do you live around here?" Deputy Huang finished his luggage and sat down to rest, looked at Zhang Xingming and asked.

"Well, it's downstairs," Zhang Xingming ran to the window, climbed on the heater to look downstairs, pointed to the house, and said, "That's it, blocked by the boiler, I can't see it." ”

"What did your dad do? Aren't you afraid to come here alone?"

"My dad was from the concentrator, and my dad was also a soldier, but then he was inappropriate, and when he went to work, my mother said that the army always ate sheep and (meat), and my dad didn't like it. This is what Zhang Xingming's mother said to Zhang Xingming, but it was said in the previous life.

"Your mother is also in the army?" Uncle Zhang became interested, and the family members were also at the company level and cadres.

"Well, it's been a few years, and then I came here, it's so far away from my grandmother's house, and I don't have any relatives. Zhang Xingming touched the east and the west, talking nonsense.

"Which unit is your father?" asked Deputy Huang.

"Railroad soldiers, those who build big trains, build trains that are far away from this. "When Zhang Xingming's father was in the army, he walked as far as Bashu and Shaanxi, and was a railway engineer.

Deputy Huang said to Uncle Zhang: "Yo, it must be in the same unit as us, I don't know which division." ”

"What is your father's position?" Uncle Zhang also seemed kind, he was a soldier, he had a strong sense of belonging to the army, and when he heard that he was a soldier, he felt a lot closer to him, which was also the main reason why Zhang Xingming ate and drank here in the previous life and no one cared about him.

"I don't know, anyway, it's a cadre, four pockets, I've seen the photos. "At that time, the troops had not changed their uniforms, and the soldiers and cadres wore military uniforms of the same fabric, but the cadres had four pockets, and the soldiers had two pockets, and the squad leader was dressed the same as the soldiers, with a red collar badge and a red five-star cockade, except for two more pockets, there was no difference between the soldiers and the cadres. (I don't have a memory of ranking, strange)

In this way, Zhang Xingming once again blended into the army, and after eating a hearty dinner here, he went to the first floor of the company commander Xing's house for another self-cooked meal, and finally the company commander Xing sent him home. As a result, my father and Company Commander Xing met earlier than in the previous life, and the two men who had contributed to the construction of the army and the country for half their lives met late, and chatted until the middle of the night, and Company Commander Xing reluctantly returned to the camp.

Zhang Xingming's father was a battalion when he was in the army, if it weren't for the fact that his grandmother had to force his mother to let his father go back to the place, his father would have been promoted, and to be honest, his father's personality was more suitable for mixing in the army. (Dad is 6 years older than Mom, 79 years old Mom is 28, Dad is 34)

Soon, like in the previous life, the leaders in the army all knew that there was a comrade-in-arms who came out of the same army and the children always liked to run here, helping to sweep the floor and pour water, eating and drinking, watching TV, and playing chess like chess. So Zhang Xingming mixed up, and no one cared about the strings downstairs and downstairs, then again, this is the engineering troops, if it is a field army, it must be useless to run in every day like Zhang Xingming, how can a child run upstairs and downstairs every day in such a serious place of the army.

Zhang Xingming has another surprise in this life, Uncle Jin is still a master, he is a scout in the old army, that is, the predecessor of the special forces of later generations, he is a real combat kung fu, and he once won the second place in the whole army competition, that is a army. Later, because of some things, he went down to the ordinary company, and after the reconstruction, he became an engineer, but he didn't throw away the style, and he still practiced hard, in his own words, he got used to it, and he couldn't throw it away.

Zhang Xingming was soft and hard, and Uncle Jin learned boxing, Uncle Jin didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that it was just a child's curiosity, but I didn't expect that after a while, I found that Zhang Xingming was really studying and practicing hard, and he began to get serious. Zhang Xingming simply took his brother to practice together, but unfortunately his brother was too young and a little half-hearted, but he was not in a hurry, it would be good to be big, and lay a foundation first.

Going to school, running to the army, eating and watching TV, practicing boxing, and going home to sleep, this is Zhang Xingming's happy life at this time.

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