Chapter 4 The Flag is Fluttering (Sanshang)

In a daze, Zhang Songling heard someone talking in his ear, Tian Qingyu and Han Qiu for a while, Lu Ming and Liu Jing for a while, and Fang Guoqiang and Peng Xuewen for a while. They no longer quarrel over whether to go south or north, anyway, everywhere is to fight devils. Peng Weiwei no longer avoided him, but blinked her big flickering eyes and taught him to sing the song of May flowers together. And the old military master Wei Ding is still so out of shape, with his eyes closed, listening on the recliner with his legs crossed, as if all the songs are given to him by the younger generation.....

I slept a long night. When Zhang Songling opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright. The sunlight shone in through the snow-white window paper, making him warm and soft, and he didn't want to move at all.

That kind of window paper is called Qiao Niang paper, which is known for its white and translucent light and flexibility. It used to be very popular in the old Zhangjia store, but later with the influx of Oriental glass, rich families no longer use window paper, and ordinary people can't stand the high price of Qiaoniang paper, so they gradually lose the market. But in the summer, there are still some traditional old residents who like to buy a few rolls of Qiao Niang paper and stick them on the floral window lattice, which is not only breathable and light-transmitting, but also mosquito-proof, and has a bit of nostalgic taste.

"I don't know what happened to my father and eldest brother in a hurry?" Thinking of Qiao Niang paper, Zhang Songling unconsciously remembered his home in Lucheng. At that time, he walked with pride, but now that he looks back, he knows that he did too recklessly. Even if you don't dare to say goodbye to your father and brother, you should at least write a few more words on the letter and explain the purpose of the northward journey to them more clearly. It's good now, as soon as I leave, there is no news, and there is a pot of porridge near Beiping, and the family doesn't know how much to worry about!

Thinking about it, he felt a little sour in his nose and a little hot in his eyes. Quickly adjust his position to lie on his side, and secretly reach out from the bed to wipe his tears. Before I could finish wiping one eye, I heard a "Boom!" from the top of my head. A loud bang followed, followed by a loud woman who roared viciously, "Are you awake?" When you wake up, get up and eat, don't lie there and pretend to be dead! ”

"Who pretended to be dead?!" Zhang Songling quickly sniffled and asked unconvinced. When I turned my head, I saw a huge dark cloud.

The eldest nurse, who was three feet away from her shoulders, slapped the rice bowl on the small cabinet in front of the bed, and shouted with Danfeng eyes: "What are you doing on the bed without pretending to be dead?" There are only four small cuts in the whole body, and you still want to lie down and let the old lady feed you?! Let me tell you, there are no doors! ”

Only four small cuts in total? Zhang Songling was happiest to hear the news, as for the scolding of the nurse's eldest sister, it was only regarded as a deaf ear. The quilt opened a small gap, and he looked over himself. But I saw a good skin in the bed, and I didn't even wear underwear.

"Ahh Zhang Songling immediately blushed, pulled up the quilt with both hands, and covered it tightly. The eldest sister of the nurse pursed her lips and counted down disdainfully: "What to cover, it's like the old lady has never seen it." The wounds on your body are all washed by your mother! What can be seen, it has long been seen! ”

"You ......" I have never seen such a strong woman, Zhang Songling was ashamed and angry, and her face was as red as a big eggplant. The patients in the same room beat the beds and laughed, as if they had picked up many peerless treasures, "Haha, hahahaha, haha, don't cover, don't cover, Sister Wu has already seen it." It's okay to look at it twice! ”

"Laugh what a laugh!" The eldest sister of the nurse turned her face and struck the head of the bed with the iron plate that served the rice, "I told you to laugh, I told you to laugh." When you get an injection later, the old lady will deliberately poke your crotch to see if you can laugh! ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the wounded soldiers were forced by Nurse Wu's female power to lie on the bed, covering their mouths with the corners of the quilt, and endured hard work one by one.

"Hmph, it's cheap! Lack of cleanup! "Sister Wu single-handedly defeated the crowd, and she was proud in her heart. Pouting and glancing around, he turned around and walked away.

"Boom!" The door was slammed shut outside. Immediately after, another burst of laughter rang out in the ward. Zhang Songling was also tossed so that he didn't have a temper at all, and tentatively sat up from the bed, covered his lower body with his life, and ate bare-chested.

It is said to be sick rice, but it is just millet and a few slices of boiled cabbage, and the meat may be smelled with your nose, but you can't see it with your eyes. Compared to the officer's meal he enjoyed at the Iron Will, this gap was really a bit bigger. The only advantage is that the portion is sufficient, and it weighs two pounds even with the food and vegetables. No wonder the nurse is reluctant to feed the patients one by one with a rice bowl!

Zhang Songling is a scholar, and his appearance is more Sven. In addition, he had just woken up from his slumber, and the rice spoon moved more slowly. The other dozen or so injured patients in the same ward swept away a whole pot of food like a storm. After eating, let's click, and then slanted on the hospital bed in a daze.

His bed was against the wall on one side, and on the other, a veteran in his forties. The complexion is dark, and the wrinkles on the face are deep. The darker the place, the heavier the color, as if there is a lot of brown dye, ready to drip down the wrinkles.

The rice in the basin had already been wiped out, and the brown-faced black-faced veteran was bored, sitting at the head of the bed with a piece of clothing, peeking at Zhang Songling's posture of chewing slowly. After looking at it for a while, he found that the young man didn't look like he was about to stop, so he coughed deliberately, and asked with a smile: "This brother, your surname?" ”

"Don't be expensive, surnamed Zhang. What about you?! Zhang Songling put down the rice bowl and responded very politely.

"You ask me, my surname is Liao, and I am the eldest in the family. Just call me Boss Liao! The brown and black face was very talkative, and when he heard Zhang Songling respond to him, he immediately reported his name and surname.

"Brother Liao, do you want to share a little? I have a small amount of food, and there are too many people to eat here! Zhang Songling also wanted to find someone to ask about the surrounding situation, picked up his big rice bowl and asked with a smile.

"No, no, I'm full!" Boss Liao smiled and refused, but handed the rice bowl in his hand. Zhang Songling understood that the other party was embarrassed, smiled, turned his rice bowl sideways, and dialed half of the food over, "You just do me a favor, I really can't eat so much." I have a small appetite and have just woken up! ”

"Enough, enough, enough!" Boss Liao pressed a spoon against Zhang Songling's rice bowl and stopped him from continuing to pour food from his side, "You have to eat as much as you want, otherwise the wound will not be easy to heal." ”

"The eldest nurse said just now, it doesn't matter what I hurt!" Zhang Songling smiled and withdrew the rice bowl and lowered his head to examine his body. There were several bandages on the left chest, lower abdomen, and left thigh, but I didn't feel any pain. There was still a piece on the back, which seemed uncomfortable, but it was not a big deal, at least it was no longer like before, and it was like a knife piercing.

"She told everyone that she wished we got out of the room right away!" Boss Liao lowered his head to eat while angrily counting. "It's as if this hospital is run by their family, lest it cost us a penny!"

Zhang Songling smiled and didn't say anything. The service attitude of the nurse is indeed not very good, but she should be quite dedicated to the body of the patients. At least, the bandages on his body were very carefully tied, and his whole body was scrubbed cleanly.

Thinking that he was in a coma, and the nurse sister washed her whole body like a piglet, Zhang Songling felt a little hot again, wrapped the quilt in a high place, and said with a smile, "I guess I'm really fine." I can't even feel where the wound is, and when the nurse comes over, I'll ......."

"You're stupid!" Boss Liao quickly interrupted, turned his head, looked around to see if anyone heard Zhang Songling's words, lowered his voice and scolded, "This place, others can't get in if they want to live in!" What are you doing in such a hurry to go out?! Don't be stupid, you have to wait until the wound is all over before you go out. Otherwise, once infected, you will feel better! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling didn't know much about the consequences of wound infection, so he agreed in a low manner with an attitude of listening to it. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be impressed by his reminder, Boss Liao glanced at him and continued to bury his head in eating. After the half pot of food that Zhang Songling had given him was swept clean again, he put down the basin and stretched out with satisfaction, "Thank you, Brother Zhang." Which part of it are you? Is this the first time you've been here? ”

"I'm ......" Zhang Songling paused, and then remembered that before he fell into a coma for the second time, he forgot to ask the number of the regiment commander Ji's troops, grinned, and added with a smile, "I used to be from the Iron and Blood Alliance, and I just joined your army." I don't know where to report yet. What about you, what part are you?! ”

"Vigilante!" Boss Liao frowned, and there was a faint hint of disdain on his face, "I am from the Independent Regiment of the 31st Division. Deputy company commander of the third company of the second battalion of the independent regiment with the rank of lieutenant! ”

The last four words, he emphasized very loudly. attracted other patients to look sideways, with a smile on their faces, and ridiculed: "Lao Liao, have you promoted yourself again?" Your independent regiment has fought hard this time, and it is estimated that after you go out, you will have to at least make up for the battalion commander, right? ”

"I, was I going to be the deputy of Lian?" Boss Liao's cowhide was punctured, and he shouted around his neck.

Probably feeling a little bored, after shouting, he fell back on the bed, covering the quilt and sulking. But he couldn't stand the hot weather, and after only a few minutes, he got his head out of the quilt again, looked at Zhang Songling, and said in a low voice: "Don't listen to them, they are not good birds." If I am promoted to company deputy this time, I will transfer you to our company, at least ......."

Before he could figure out what kind of official he could give Zhang Songling, someone next to him smiled and counted: "Lao Liao, say that you can't be an official, you are still not convinced!" Look at your eyesight, this Brother Zhang, with fine skin and tender meat, big ears and wheels, looks like a rich and noble appearance. Do you still want to pull someone to carry a gun for you? In other words, you're almost the same as carrying a gun for someone else! ”

Boss Liao was embarrassed again, and his eyes were so angry that his eyes were on fire. But taking a closer look at Zhang Songling's white and clean tender skin and flesh, I have to admit that the reminders of the patients are reasonable. A civilian army, but can live in a field ward directly under the military headquarters. And it's a good location against the wall, which in itself says a lot. Only a fool whose head has been hit by a cannonball can turn a blind eye to so many details.

Thinking that he was careless just now, he might have provoked a big man who couldn't be provoked. Boss Liao felt a little apprehensive in his heart, jumped out of bed, smiled reluctantly, took out a cigarette roll from behind his ear, and handed it to Zhang Songling with both hands, "This, this Mr. Zhang, smoke, smoke!" ”

I couldn't tell what brand it was, or how long it had been behind his ears, and it was black with a layer of oil. Zhang Songling looked disgusting, and hurriedly pushed it away with his hand, "No, no, I really won't." Brother Liao, you can smoke it yourself! ”

"Really?!" Boss Liao took back the cigarette and wanted to stuff it in his mouth, but he was very reluctant. After much hesitation, he still clipped it behind his ear again. "You are a rich man, and I guess you don't look down on this kind of goods. I just got water in my eyes, and I didn't see who you are. Where you offend, you have a lot of ......."

"What did Brother Liao say?" Zhang Songling was confused by the other party, and asked with wide eyes, "What did you offend me about, didn't the two of us have a good conversation just now?" ”

"yes, yes. It's good, it's good! "When Boss Liao heard this, he quickly got off the donkey." Who are you, where can you care about this little thing. It's me who thinks too much, I worry too much!! ”

"I really don't think you've offended me, and besides, I'm really a vigilante, the little leader of the vigilante!" Zhang Songling couldn't bear to look at the other party's panicked appearance, and smiled again.

Boss Liao finally felt a little more relieved and sat back on his bed. He sat bored for a moment, then poked his head over and asked tentatively, "So, Mr. Zhang, is there someone up there?" ”

"Nope!" Zhang Songling didn't like the other party's groveling appearance, and shook his head in denial.

Boss Liao was stunned, and he didn't want to believe it. But Zhang Songling didn't say it, and he didn't dare to get to the bottom of it. After all, there is a big man standing behind him, and he can't explain to him. Besides, it's hard to say how many days he, the head of the platoon, can do, in the fierce battle a few days ago, the independent regiment not only failed to hold its position, but was also completely broken up. The revocation and merger into other fraternal units is a matter of the previous sentence.

If they are merged into other brother units, it will be even more difficult to keep their original positions. Thinking of his bleak future, Boss Liao felt more and more resentful. looked around, turned his heart sideways, bent down, forcibly held back the feeling of humiliation, and asked Zhang Songling: "Then Mr. Zhang, I'll discuss something with you, okay?!" ”

The tone of his speech, as well as his cheap smile, were almost exactly the same as when the old military master begged Zhang Songling to call him grandfather. As soon as Zhang Songling saw it, he felt sour in his heart, and when he was about to open his mouth to respond, he saw the eldest nurse with a tiger's back carrying a hard-shell notebook, and walked over menacingly, "312 beds, Liao Wenhua, pack your things and prepare to be discharged!" ”