Luo Zhan turned his head, looked at Qin Lang with some surprise, and then looked at Qin Zhenhua behind Qin Lang, thinking that this should be Qin Lang's father, noticed that Qin Zhenhua's hand was bloody, and asked, "What's wrong with your father?"

Qin Lang nodded innocently: "Okay, Uncle Luo, I'll take my dad into the house first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" said and carried Qin Zhenhua into the outpatient room of the health team.

Qin Zhenhua secretly glanced at Luo Zhan a few times when Qin Lang greeted him, he always thought that Qin Lang and the Luo Zhan in their mouth was a middle-aged man, but he didn't expect it to be such a young man, nodded slightly at Luo Zhan, and left with Qin Lang.

A soldier on the outpost was riding a horse, accidentally fell off the horse, broke his leg, Luo Zhan drove the soldier to the hospital, just after completing the hospitalization procedures, he met the company commanders of the ninth and tenth companies, stopped and chatted a few words, and met Qin Lang and his son.

Cao Zhiqiang, the commander of the Ninth Company, watched Qin Lang and them leave, and said with a smile: "Deputy battalion commander, we are really uncles of the People's Liberation Army, these children don't look at their age, they call them uncles and uncles, they really call us old." ”

Zhang Jianzhou, the commander of the 10th Company, smiled but talked about another thing: "I heard that Instructor Song is getting married, and I said that we older people should also think of a way to solve our personal problems." ”

"Who is Song Changhe marrying? Why haven't I heard of it?" Cao Zhiqiang asked with some surprise.

"You are busy training every day, Song Changhe and that female teacher are so hot, and they have led our troops several times, you don't know, I see, maybe Song Changhe has become a father." Zhang Jianzhou joked happily.

"That's it?Okay, I didn't expect this kid to open the meat first, I said that Song Changhe has been walking with the wind recently, this is the object of standing and saluting?" Cao Zhiqiang said the meat joke and smiled kindly.

Zhang Jianzhou nodded: "No, in the future, people don't have to wash the sheets secretly, when will we be able to shoot the first shot formally?"

Luo Zhan looked at the two of them who were talking about meat jokes, just smiled and listened, and did not answer.

Cao Zhiqiang saw that Luo Zhan was standing on the side and did not squeak, and turned his spearhead: "Deputy battalion commander, are you still the original?"

Luo Zhan looked at Cao Zhiqiang's gossip eyes, took out a cigarette from his pocket, threw one for each of the two, and lit it unhurriedly before he spoke: "Okay, it's okay to go back quickly, you can find the political commissar to react, your granary is too full, and you urgently need to open the warehouse to release grain, and the political committee will help you solve it!"

Zhang Jianzhou smiled evilly and said: "It seems that your granary has put grain, okay, let's find the political commissar to put the grain in the pocket!"

Cao Zhiqiang also had an expression that I understood, and sighed: "I didn't expect it, deputy battalion commander, it turned out to be someone who has tasted meat." As he spoke, he pushed Zhang Jianzhou and left with a smile.

There was a rare sense of relaxation between Luo Zhan's eyebrows, and he watched the two leave with a cigarette in his mouth.

Qin Zhenhua had seven or eight stitches on his hand, bandaged it, and saw Luo Zhan still standing on the edge of the small garden in the courtyard of the health team smoking a cigarette, and walked over.

Qin Lang also followed excitedly.

Qin Zhenhua said in a slightly nervous voice: "Battalion Commander Luo, thank you!"

Luo Zhan only thought that Qin Zhenhua was talking about the Spring Festival couplets he bought a few children years ago, crushed the cigarette butts, and said politely: "You don't have to be so polite." ”

Qin Zhenhua looked at Qin Lang, sighed and said: "The conditions at home are not good, and it has dragged down a few children, this time Xiaoyu borrowed two hundred yuan from you, and when the grain is sold in the autumn, we will pay it back." ”

Luo Zhan wondered in his heart, when did he lend Qin Xiaoyu two hundred yuan, obviously this little girl lied, and said politely on her face: "Don't worry, is there something going on at home?"

Qin Zhenhua raised his head slightly, looking at Luo Zhan, who was half a head taller than himself, Luo Zhan's handsome face was full of fortitude, integrity and kindness, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "It's not a big deal, the croppers, the harvest can't be a few dollars a year, a little disaster, there is no extra money,"

Luo Zhan nodded: "That's good, you can take care of your hand when you go back, I see a lot of blood, and it didn't reach the tendons, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, a rough man doing farm work, this little injury is not a big deal. After Qin Zhenhua finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Qin Lang, who had been smiling, and said, "Qin Lang, you go and ask the doctor if you want to go back and take some anti-inflammatory medicine." ”

Qin Lang nodded very truthfully, turned around and ran into the outpatient room.

Qin Zhenhua turned around, and said in a voice that seemed to be pleading: "Battalion Commander Luo, I have something I want to ask you......

Waiting for Qin Zhenhua and Qin Lang to leave, Luo Zhan was still standing by the garden with his eyebrows twisted, and the strings of red in the garden were in full swing, as vigorous and energetic as a young life.

Luo Zhan didn't understand why Qin Zhenhua suddenly said that Qin Xiaoyu was an obedient and good boy, and if one day, he hoped that he could help Qin Xiaoyu leave Victory Ranch.

Luo Zhan couldn't help but take out another cigarette and light it, Qin Zhenhua also said a lot of strange things, which made him a little confused for a while, but what made Luo Zhan most concerned at this moment was why Qin Xiaoyu lied, and where did the two hundred yuan in Qin Xiaoyu's hand come from?

Two hundred dollars is equivalent to four months' salary for him, and where did a little girl get two hundred dollars?

Qin Zhenhua's hand was injured and he followed Qin Lang home directly.

Feng Yuzhen was already in a hurry at the gate, looking at the white gauze wrapped in Qin Zhenhua's hand, her voice changed: "What's the matter? I'm going to deliver food, I can't see you in the field, I'm worried that I'm going to die." ”

"It's okay, the scythe accidentally scratched his hand. Qin Zhenhua said indifferently.

"Why did you let the sickle scratch it, is it serious? It must be serious, or it should be bandaged in the hospital." Feng Yuzhen muttered non-stop.

Qin Zhenhua interrupted and said, "Okay, let's go home first." ”

Because of Qin Zhenhua's injury, he couldn't cut the wheat for a while, and the matter of harvesting the wheat was unacceptable, and he had to rush to harvest and grab the seeds, in case the sky changed, the year's crops would be ruined.

Feng Yuzhen asked Qin Xiaoyu to accompany Qin Zhenhua at home, and she took Qin Lang and Qin Xiaoxia to cut wheat.

Qin Xiaoyu thought that he couldn't cook, so he stayed at home, and said insistently: "Mom, let me also go to the field to cut wheat, I can't use a sickle, but I can learn to bundle wheat, and I can help." ”

Feng Yuzhen thought about it, she and Qin Xiaoxia couldn't catch up with a laborer, Qin Xiaoyu went to help bundle the wheat, and she could speed up a little, and nodded: "Okay, you go and change into long-sleeved clothes, or wheat straw will tie your arms." ”