Chapter 4 The Flag is Fluttering (Sixth)

"What others do, we basically can't control. But we can still manage ourselves! This may be the warmest sentence Zhang Songling heard from Lao Gou's mouth today. It was also such a sentence as a support that made him feel that there was still a ray of light in front of him, so that he would not be completely suffocated in the dark. Although, his head has been lifted with great difficulty.

For the first seventeen years of his life, he was essentially a small tree living in a greenhouse. Although his family background is not very rich, he can also study and go to school, and let him have no worries about food and clothing. Under the meticulous care of his father and two elder brothers, he was not exposed to many mundane things, so his eyes were very pure. I only see the beautiful side of the outside world, and rarely see the ugliness and squalor of the world.

In his opinion, although his country is old, his muscles and bones are still strong; In his opinion, although the people around him are poor, they still have not lost their simplicity and kindness; In his opinion, although the officials of this country are a little greedy and a little unreasonable, most of the time, they are still working hard to revitalize the country; In his opinion, although the country's army is relatively weak, it is mighty and unyielding, and it will not turn its heel in the face of a strong enemy.

It's not that he hasn't heard of the 918 Incident and the Great Wall War of Resistance. But from the newspapers and the radio, he heard the bright and brave side of the Chinese soldiers. All the failures were due to the fact that the weapons were too different from the enemy army, and everyone persevered until the last moment before they shed tears and said goodbye to the battlefield.

It's not that he hasn't heard of the Central Plains War, the factional dispute. But in his naïve mind, it was just a small conflict between the brothers in a big family. Maybe they will move their fists because of the uneven distribution of the inheritance, but it won't take long to reconcile as before. Especially when a strong enemy arrives at home, the brothers will definitely give up all contradictions and resist external humiliation together. Because only in this way can the home be their home. If the family falls into the hands of foreign enemies, they will all become long-term laborers and slaves, and no one will be able to get the family property left by the old father!

What Song Zheyuan, Zhang Zizhong, what President Jiang, and Deputy Commander Feng used to be Peking Opera masks in his eyes, just like Guan Gong, Yue Fei, and Qin Qiong on the stage, all of them were loyal and filial, and all of them were chivalrous and courageous. Occasionally, if you don't perform well and sing out of tune, but as long as the audience reminds you, you will immediately remember where your duty is, continue to sing according to the written script, and never smash your own scene.

However, in the last two months, he has been separated from the protection of his family, and he has found that the outside world is far from as clean as he had hoped. He saw too much ugliness, too much squalor. He had heard too much conspiracy, too much filth. He found that the 29th Army, which he had always been fascinated by, not only had heroes who fought on the Great Wall, but also a large number of traitors and national thieves; He found that the vast majority of the kind and simple people around him, when they became treacherous and insidious, were not much worse than the corrupt officials who bullied them; He found that the country had reached its most dangerous time, and the various armies were still clearly divided into factions, and they could not forget to despise each other and turn against each other. He found that when the central government treated the descendant and non-descendant troops, the bowl of water would not be leveled at all, even if this non-descendant army had already reached the forefront of the War of Resistance and directly faced the most powerful enemy; He found that the soldiers whom he usually admired would rather hide in the hospital and endure the blank eyes of the nurses than go to the battlefield with guns; He found ......

The world and the people in the world, in just two months, quickly plumped up. And everywhere he looked, there were ink-like colors flowing everywhere. Fortunately, in this heavy black, there are still a few bright shadows constantly struggling, such as Tian Qingyu and Han Qiu, who only hugged each other in front of death, such as Zhou Jue who opened his arms and tried to block all the bullets, such as Peng Weiwei, who is timid and cowardly but does not lose his kindness and innocence, and the old Wei Ding, who is sleeping in the dream of a peerless military advisor and never wants to wake up......

These points of light converge together, like the flames in the winter night, constantly warming his heart and warming his blood. Let him stubbornly straighten his back under the darkness and heaviness, and continue to stagger forward. "What others do, we basically can't control. But we can still manage ourselves! "As long as you take care of yourself, even if you can't break through the darkness, at least you won't add another heavy touch to the darkness. Even if you can't see the clear sky, at least you won't pollute other people's eyes. Even if he still has to fall down in the end, at least, at least while he is alive, he is standing with the light. At least his shadow will allow the younger generations to see more and more hope when chasing the light.

"Our 26th Route Army has always been known for its strict military discipline. When the old battalion commander was in distress, he did not forget to teach the brothers a lesson....... "Officer Lao Gou continued to talk about the glorious past of the 26th Route Army along the way, and Zhang Songling could no longer hear it. His whole person is completely immersed in his own world, and while summarizing the past, he quietly grows and becomes stronger little by little.

This kind of change happens in almost every man's upbringing. It's just that it happens early in some people, and it happens late in others; Some people have a little change, just like the beginning of spring grass; Some people are like an epiphany under the Bodhi tree, and they are reborn in an instant.

By the time he reached the Secret Service camp, his shoulders had been completely straightened. When the sentry on duty at the gate saw the officer Lao Gou, he immediately raised his hand and saluted. Lao Gou also put away the anger on his face, stopped, and returned the salute to the sentry seriously. Then led Zhang Songling and strode into the camp.

It was afternoon exercise time, and there were hardly any people in the camp. Only the soldiers on duty, led by low-ranking officers, armed with guns, patrolled back and forth between rows of makeshift houses made of trees and hay. As he walked, the officer kept returning salutes to the soldiers, occasionally stopping to chat casually with familiar people about the training and the mastery of new weapons, and was very conscientious.

After passing through about 14 or 5 rows of wooden houses, Zhang Songling finally saw several adobe houses that were independent of each other and set off each other. Each house is surrounded by a low wall made of rammed loess, about half a meter high, which is purely a function of dividing the boundaries of the courtyard. It can neither stop people's footsteps nor people's sights.

In front of a small courtyard slightly to the left of the center, Officer Lao Gou stopped. Turning around, he nodded at Zhang Songling, and then pushed open the wooden fence gate. When he entered the courtyard, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Stone, stone, are you there?" Where the fuck are you dying again?! ”

"Yes, yes!" As soon as the shouting fell, a sturdy figure immediately ran out of the black hole room. About one meter seven or so, bronzed skin. Holding a book in his hand, he lifted his face, but there was a bright red scar, slanting from his left eye over his nose to his right earlobe.

"Read again, sooner or later you will have to look blind!" The officer scolded hatefully, and then introduced him to Zhang Songling, "This is a stone, the big one is called Shi Liangcai, my guard squad leader." This is Zhang, what is Zhang......"

He scratched his head and looked at Zhang Songling apologetically. The latter hurriedly reported to his home, "Zhang Songling, Gong Chang Zhang, the pine of the pine, the age of the age!" I've seen Big Brother Stone. ”

"Yes, Zhang Songling, I only listened to it once yesterday, so I didn't remember it!" Officer Lao Gou patted the back of his head and continued to introduce, "I mentioned him to you this morning, the one that Lao Ji picked up from the pile of stones yesterday afternoon. From now on, he will follow me. You tidy up the house and make room for the futon. He's a serious high school student, and if you have any books you can't read in the future, you won't have to worry about no one asking! ”

"It's been packed up a long time ago. As soon as you finished talking to me in the morning, I was already cleaning up! "Although the face of the stone is very vicious, the man is kind and considerate. responded to his boss with a smile, and then took the initiative to hand his hand to Zhang Songling, "Brother Zhang, welcome, welcome!" I've gone to the quartermaster's to get your luggage and summer clothes back for you. You see if it fits, if it doesn't, let's quickly find him to change! ”

Zhang Songling hurriedly stretched out his two hands, shook them with the stone's hand, shook them, and then thanked him with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Shi!" Thank you! ”

"Go into the house and say, go into the house and speak. Stone, pour a bowl of tea for Lao Tzu first, his grandmother's, Lao Ji's horse had a stomach upset, and I left it in the hospital. It's a little hot walking back in the sun on these dog days! ”

"Oh!" Shi'er glanced at his boss suspiciously, not quite believing the other party's words, but he didn't get to the bottom of it. Smiled and led Zhang Songling into the door, arranged for the two to sit down at a table of eight immortals in the house with a stove in the middle, and then carefully put away his books, carrying a teapot and pouring a large cup for each person, "Jujube leaf tea, I dried it myself." Brother Zhang also tasted it, not me blow, the taste is quite good! ”

"Come on, you turtle who has never seen the world!" Officer Lao Gou picked up the tea soup and took a sip. Then he snatched the teapot and poured it for himself, "Brother Zhang's family is a shop, what good tea haven't you seen?" You, you're fooling me, sir! ”

"Hey, hey, hey." Stone smirked and moved the teapot in front of him, a hint of embarrassment in his smile. Seeing this, Zhang Songling immediately took a big sip, and then followed the example of Lao Gou, grabbed the teapot in his hand, and filled himself up, "Really quench your thirst!" It also smells like jujube flowers! Relaxed! The small shop in our house usually pours some tea bricks and broken tea foam, which is not as catchy as this! ”

"Really!" Stone's eyes immediately began to glow, twinkling and twinkling, as pure as the stars in the night sky.