Before the arrival of May Day, Lu Yanan was finally officially accepted by Qin Yongmei.

In this way, Labor Day can be lively.

In addition to their pair, there are also Lao He and Feng Yan, Feng Jun and Gou Jianfeng.

And Lao He and Feng Yan are still with children.

Coupled with the Bai family's own population, more than a dozen people got together.

Bai Ce is in charge of the stove, and Bai Ke and Feng Jun are in charge.

On May Day, the family gets together for a hearty lunch.

While eating, chatting, teasing He Jiao from time to time, the family was happy.

In the midst of the noise, Bai Ning suddenly shouted: "It seems that someone is coming." ”

Everyone suddenly stopped making noise.

Sure enough, someone in the courtyard was shouting, "Is this Teacher Bai's house?"

Bai Ce hurriedly got up and walked towards the courtyard, and after a while, there was an exclamation from the courtyard.

"Brother Han, oh, I haven't seen you for many years. ”

"Xiaobai, you're still so young!"

Qin Yongmei also hurriedly got up and shouted, "Come in, don't stand outside." ”

After a while, Bai Ce led a tall, red-faced middle-aged man in.

This man has a distinctive physical trait, his neck is always tilted to one side.

Just now when he heard his father call him Brother Han, Bai Ke immediately guessed: this is the comrade-in-arms Han Sheng, who his father often mentions, Han Sheng.

Qin Yongmei also knew Han Sheng, and said with a smile: "Oh, Brother Han! It's better to come early than to come by chance, come in! Come in and sit down." ”

Han Sheng looked at Qin Yongmei: "It's the same with my younger brothers and sisters, I haven't seen my age all these years." ”

"Oh, don't mention it, you're the same as you were a decade ago. ”

"It's so much worse, half of my hair is white. ”

Bai Ce said: "Brother Han, I remember that you left a year earlier than me, not to mention that you transferred to Jidong? I wrote to you a few years ago, but you didn't reply. ”

"Oh, it's a coincidence, when you moved from the southwest to the northeast in 76, I just moved back to Yangcheng from the east of Hebei. ”

"Oh, that's back home. ”

Han Sheng's hometown is from Yangcheng.

When Bai Ce first met him, he was impressed by his Cantonese language.

At that time, Bai Ce, Han Sheng, and some of their company-level cadres went to Fengtian to study.

At that time, it was the cold winter of Shujiu, and within a few days of studying, Han Sheng fell ill, with a high fever, and kept muttering: "Occasionally I want to eat siu mai! I even want to eat siu mai!"

Several officers were all northerners except for Bai Ce, so they didn't know what the roasted wheat was.

Although Bai Ce is a southerner, most people in the southwest don't know what roasted wheat is.

Everyone can only guess wildly, one moment to bring baked cakes, and the other to bring dumplings.

Finally, someone brought the steamed buns, and Han Sheng jumped up in fright and shouted, "Dead man!

After his illness recovered, Han Sheng was reprimanded by his superiors, saying that he was willful and that he did not want to make progress.

Compared with other old comrades and revolutionaries, Han Sheng is indeed a person who does not seek progress.

Although Han Sheng was only two or three years older than Bai Ce, he was an out-and-out old revolutionary.

He enlisted in the army during the Liberation War.

The first time I went to battle, it was only a little higher than a gun.

The rumbling gunfire rang out, and Han Sheng was instantly scared to pee his pants.

During the attack on Jicheng, the enemy and us fought on their positions for more than 20 days.

The killing was dark, and the corpses were all over the field.

One night, after the battle, Han Sheng was tired and hungry, so he casually touched a steamed bun in the trench and grabbed it and gnawed it.

When you eat it, you have a slimy, fishy feeling in your mouth.

When I got it to the moonlight, I saw that the steamed buns were full of human blood.

And Han Sheng himself was also covered with blood on his face, like a cannibal under the moonlight.

Since then, Han Sheng has been disgusted when he sees steamed buns.

Not long after the liberation, Han Sheng went to the North Korean battlefield again.

In view of his consistent performance, his former old superiors took care of him and placed him in the rear as a communicator.

Han Sheng stayed in the computer room every day to receive signals and transmit signals.

Although there is an occasional danger of being attacked by enemy aircraft, it is generally safe.

On the day of the National Day in 51, the correspondents in the computer room were hot-headed for a while, and they deserted for a few minutes to listen to the National Day program on the radio.

But in a few minutes, it was a huge disaster.

Enemy planes attacked a certain battalion's station, but because the news of the enemy plane's attack could not be conveyed in time, the entire battalion suffered heavy casualties, and more than half of its personnel was reduced.

The commander was furious, and rushed to the engine room in a jeep with a gun.

Lazy donkeys, lazy horses,, and urine.

At this time, Han Sheng happened to go to the toilet.

By the time he returned to the engine room, all his comrades were already lying on the ground.

The division commander is still angry and wants to kill Han Sheng.

It just so happened that the guards beside the division commander were Han Sheng's original subordinates.

Han Sheng is not strict with himself, and he also has to get by with his comrades-in-arms and brothers, so his popularity is excellent.

The division commander raised his gun, and Han Sheng's legs were frightened, and he couldn't move.

The guards risked their lives to block in the middle, and persuaded each other bitterly: "Chief, he is an old revolutionary, you can spare him." And there's got to be a living one here. ”

The division commander then put down his gun.

Han Sheng saved his life, but he did not learn his lesson, and since then he has become more cynical and loose.

After the end of the war, he continued to stay in the communications department, and seeing that his colleagues and subordinates were all on the rise, he still served as a small platoon commander, wandering around when he had nothing to do, making long-distance phone calls to his good comrades-in-arms and good friends in the distance, and making a pot of telephone porridge.

Because he has been holding the phone between one side of his neck all the year round, and at the same time busy with other things, he gradually crooked his neck.

It was as if he was always holding a phone under his neck.

This complements his cynical energy.

Han Sheng was so unenterprising, his junior juniors had surpassed him one after another.

When Bai Ce, a 53-year-old soldier, became a company commander, he became an instructor.

When Bai Ce became the head of the investigation section, he was the head of the training section.

Later, when Bai Ce became a regimental staff officer and became a seventeenth-level cadre, he was still nineteenth.

In the end, he was transferred to the local government as an eighteenth-level cadre.

Han Sheng drank the oyster soup and sighed: "It's still delicious seafood from your north!"

Yangcheng is also close to the sea, but the seafood in the south is indeed not as delicious as that in the north, but their cooking techniques are richer and more exquisite.

Bai Ce gave Han Sheng a dish: "Brother Han, how did you find me?"

"Actually, it didn't bother much, I have been in contact with Lao Cao, and Lao Cao has been in contact with Lao Xiang, so I found it after a lot of crutches. ”

"Then how did you get to the Northeast?"

It turned out that after Han Sheng returned to Yangcheng, he worked in the Foreign Economic Cooperation Commission, and after Pengcheng set up a special economic zone last year, he was transferred to the Pengcheng Development Office, responsible for presiding over a subordinate company, specializing in import and export trade.

Han Sheng smiled and said, "Except for the missile, everything will fall." ”

Bai Ce frowned: "Isn't this speculation?"

Han Sheng shook his neck and tilted his neck: "I don't understand evenly, anyway, it's to earn foreign exchange for the country." ”

Qin Yongmei nodded: "That is tantamount to speculation allowed by the state." ”

Bai Ce said, "What are you going to pour this time?"

Han Sheng sighed: "I originally planned to pour some corn and go to Hong Kong and Kowloon, but it was ......"

"You can't get the metrics, do you?"

"Yes, I don't know if you have any friends you know?"

Bai Ce shook his head.

Qin Yongmei also shook her head on the side: "He's a nerd, how can he know those people." ”

Bai Ke couldn't help but interject on the side: "Why don't I help you ask?"