The Third Artillery led a ragtag army out of the barracks and rushed to the river ditch at the foot of the mountain, the peasants in the mountains, and the soldiers of the radar station. （

Everyone had a few sickles in their hands, which were left over from Wang Sanpao when they were working. The soldiers were armed with military daggers, which were used to harvest the grass.

While walking, Li Qiang asked the fat man: "Fat brother, what's the matter with the fox?" ”

The fat man didn't say anything, but just smiled and said, "It is estimated that Dudu is playful by himself." ”

After walking four or five miles, I saw a reed swinging in front of me, whining in the north wind, and the shallow water on the shore was the cattail grass, clumps and clumps, all of which were grass yellow in color, and had obviously dried up long ago.

And the pu yellow on the pu stick has long been scattered, leaving only the bare pole. If the old medicine is here, he will tell the fat man: "This pu huang is also a medicinal herb." ”

If the car boss is here, he will also tell the greedy fat man that the rhizomes and newly grown young leaves under the cattail grass are all edible.

"Let's do it, let's cut the grass first." Wang Sanpao shouted, and everyone chose a place to start harvesting.

The cattails on the ice are one or two meters long, and the leaves are wide and thick, and they are still full of toughness when pulled by hand. Wang Sanpao said happily: "It seems that there is no sex yet, and it is easy to weave like this, and you can make the bed after weaving." ”

No one touched the grass at all. So the growth is excellent. Each one is very complete. Everyone wields knives. Cut it against the ice. Just listen to a crackling sound.

Because there are many people. So it quickly piled up into a hill. Wang Sanpao broke the grass into bundles. Then a few people were divided back and picked up with a flat pole.

One morning. The grass is basically harvested. And they called it a day. When I arrived at the barracks, I took a look. I saw a black ball of fur rolling on the pile of cattails. It's Dudu who is playing tricks on it. The fat man looked at it and said, "This little guy." With stupidity, a virtue. ”

Lunch was more generous. Stewed trash fish in sauce. There is also sauerkraut white meat. The fat man is eating deliciously. Just look at a black brain melon shaking outside the window. There was also a big slap waving back and forth there. Apparently Dudu is also greedy.

It's not the same as stupid. Dudu life is also distinctly tinged with military camps. The fighters fed it after eating. Three meals a day. Very regular. And there are basically no snacks.

Afternoon. Wang Sanpao began to teach the soldiers to weave mattresses. This isn't difficult. It's just a little bit of work on the corners. Get started as soon as you learn.

The fat man and Company Commander Zhao sat in the office to discuss an important matter. Considering that there have been some red flags in Daqingshan recently, some people have set fires and some people have stolen, the fat man decided to add some protective measures.

However, the radar station is currently too small to spare a team to take on the task of patrolling the mountains. The backer wants to organize a forest ranger team, but the name is not right, so the fat man wants to organize a joint defense team of military and civilian cooperation, and when the spring of the next year comes, he will go to the towns and villages around Daqingshan to publicize.

When Company Commander Zhao heard this, he also agreed, when he came here to build a radar station, he actually shouldered a dual mission, and he knew it best.

"When the spring flowers bloom, I will send Li Qiang and He Yong down the mountain to complete this task." Company Commander Zhao has determined the personnel, these two are already two-year veterans and have rich experience.

The fat man is overjoyed, the People's Liberation Army has the highest status in the minds of the people, and he has to take a look at it everywhere, and I believe that it will definitely play a role. As long as we get through the difficult period of these two years, and wait until the state promulgates relevant policies, we will make every effort to fulfill the long-cherished wish of contracting Daqingshan.

On the one hand, I went up the mountain this time to express my condolences to the troops, and on the other hand, I wanted to communicate this matter to Company Commander Zhao, and then I would go to various places to convey orders in the name of a radar station.

The task was completed, and the fat man and the others left the radar station the next day, after all, it was the New Year, and they had to be busy when they went back. Before leaving, the fat man patted his brains: "When will you come to our house to play, there is still a little friend." ”

Dudu blew a big slap, nodded vigorously, and seemed to want to have the opportunity to hang out.

The various packages sewn by the warriors were packed into the sacks, and there were also two or three large picks, but the weight was not heavy, and it was much lighter than when it came.

In addition, there was a large stack of letters, and the two hundred yuan that Commander Zhao handed over to the fat man to mail things, which was considered a high consumption at that time. The soldiers send letters for free, but it costs money to mail packages.

The radar station is basically closed, and if it weren't for the fat people who often come and go, I'm afraid that it would be good to receive letters once a year, and the postman would not be able to run up the mountain every month. Therefore, the villagers who support the mountains and tun also serve as the volunteer messengers of the soldiers.

The journey back becomes relaxed and comfortable, a day and a half time, return to the backing mountain, there are many people, have erected the lantern pole, the five-colored flag flutters in the air, it is a bit of a New Year's atmosphere.

Everything was put in the fat man's house, and, of course, the fox in the sack. As soon as the fat man entered the courtyard with the sack, his eyes lit up and he became alert.

The fat man hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, worried that the flower-faced fox would release its fragrance, this guy likes to use this method of self-defense whenever he encounters danger.

"Uncle Fat is back—ah, this puppy is so pretty!" Kiki ran out of the house, followed by Yaya.

The fat man didn't squeak, and took the flower-faced fox out of the sack, and when he saw its big tail, the two little girls immediately cheered

Fox! ”

The howl came over in a muffled voice, and the flower-faced fox was a little frightened, and then a smell came out, but the smell was already very light.

The howl was stunned for a moment, and then it grinned with great rage, and it was evident from the vicious look in its eyes that it was not bewitched.

The fat man's heart moved: it seems that the fox's "poisonous gas" has been released, and it is estimated that he has eaten something, and then converted it into this hallucinogenic gas, which has been in a sack for several days, and it cannot be replenished, so the aroma is so thin and loses its effectiveness.

Once you have tamed it, you should be able to figure out what it is eating if you take a few more trips up the mountain. In the fat man's heart, he already had a general idea.

The two little girls didn't know why, and they were still studying there: "I seem to smell a fragrance just now, it's more fragrant than rouge powder, where did it come from?" ”

When he entered the house to eat, the fat man realized that yesterday was the New Year, the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and everyone was on the mountain. And Lao Wu Tou has already taken Wu Qiong home for the New Year, saying that he will definitely come back for vacation during the summer vacation.

The flower-faced fox was temporarily placed in the warehouse, replacing the original position of Ah Zi's family, and its future fate is estimated to be the same as Ah Zi's, and it will have to go to the goose factory to be self-reliant. In addition, the flower-faced fox has also been officially named "Honghong" by Qiqi, and has become a member of the fat man's family with honor.

The next day, the fat man called the boss of the carriage and loaded the parcels that the soldiers were going to mail into the carriage, preparing to be an "angel in green".

As soon as the carriage was about to come out, Wang Sanpao ran over in a hurry: "I'll go too, the fat man is confused, don't make the mistake of the People's Liberation Army." ”

The fat man was straight: "Third uncle, do you know words?" ”

Wang Sanpao shook his head, and then took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket: "I have this, the contact addresses of each of the soldiers are written on it, just go to the post office to find out." After that, I went to the radar station once a month to deliver messages to the soldiers. ”

After saying that, he folded the paper again, stuffed it into his pocket, and then jumped into the carriage.

The fat man scratched his head, and there was a feeling of emotion in his heart: this is the real family.

It took a long time for the carriage to leave the backing mountain, and the carriage had changed from three people to more than a dozen, and it was full of people. The New Year is coming soon, and everyone has to buy New Year's goods.

Moreover, the fat man also received a lot of tasks, this one bought colored paper, that one bought candy cubes or something, and they couldn't remember it with their brains, so they simply pulled a long list.

The boss of the car was so happy that his beard straightened: "Well, it's a bit like a bride price list, I don't know, I thought the fat man was going to do big things." ”

At ten o'clock, the carriage arrived at the commune, the others went to the supply and marketing cooperatives first, and the fat man and Wang Sanpao went straight to the post and telecommunications office. At that time, the post and telecommunications had not yet separated, so they were called the "Post and Telecommunications Bureau".

At that time, the local postmen were wearing dark green clothes, riding a special green bicycle, and carrying green pockets on the shelves, which contained newspapers, books, letters, etc., which was also a beautiful scenery for walking in the countryside, and belonged to one of the "four greens".

The location of the post and telecommunications bureau is also quite prominent, next to the credit union, and there is a green letter box erected at the door.

Wang Sanpao took the envelope and wanted to stuff it into the letterbox, but was stopped by the fat man. Troop letters, the envelopes have long been stamped on them, which are free, and the envelopes are all brown paper, which is different from the white paper envelopes of ordinary letters.

"Third uncle, if you want to send letters to the soldiers, the post and telecommunications bureau may not trust you, these envelopes are evidence."

The two of them carried the bag of marijuana, went inside, and transported it a total of two times. The salesperson inside the counter was a little dumbfounded: Is this mailing something, or is it moving?

"We are from the mountains, helping the People's Liberation Army in the mountains to mail things home." Wang Sanpao took out the paper sheet.

"Is it the Daqingshan Radar Station, it just so happens that we are still worried, there is a backlog of dozens of letters, and I don't know how to send them." The salesman was also happy.

Wang Sanpao slapped his thigh: "Give it to me, in the future, I will send a letter to the People's Liberation Army, and don't run errands!" ”

"Then I will trouble you to be old, first register for you, write down the situation, and then ask the brigade and the radar station to issue a certificate, and you can officially take office when you are old." The salesman couldn't imagine that someone was willing to be this volunteer postman, and he was very polite to Wang Sanpao.

Wang Sanpao scratched his head: "What's this proof for the time being?" ”

The fat man said twice, and then handed over two pieces of paper: "Third uncle, it proves that I have already opened it, and I was going to fill in my name, but now it belongs to you." ”

"It's still you kid who is careful." Wang Sanpao picked up the pen and wrote his name on it stroke by stroke, but although he wrote it seriously, it was crooked, compared to those little babies who had just entered the first grade, in a sentence that people often say, that is, "don't catch up with the old cockroach to climb it."

However, there was a warm current in the hearts of several people present, this is the noblest signature they have ever seen, no matter how artistic it is, it is not as beautiful as it.