Chapter 172 Doing Happy Events

Monk Wei drove the carriage all the way back to Zhaojiayu without stopping, at this time the sun was already high, and Zhaojiayu was full of jubilation. Zhang Dabiao and the soldiers were busy building sheds, tearing red cloths, hanging lanterns, and some fellow villagers who could play suona were playing festive music there.

Zhao Gang was naturally the chief planner of the wedding, and he commanded loudly there, while Li Yunlong, who was shouting on weekdays, was just sitting there grinning today, and a group of battalion commanders and company commanders who rushed over from the station surrounded him and coaxed him, asking him to tell him how he got the heart of the women's rescue president.

Li Yunlong was still a little embarrassed there at first, but after a while, his original form was revealed, and he was grinning and blowing nonsense there: "Do you need to talk about this?" Who is your leader? Which girl's family has to chase after Lao Tzu when she sees him? It's not for you to blow, your head and I will go to this station, and it will be a group of girls to pounce up! ”

The soldiers laughed loudly: "Commander, you brag again......"

Li Yunlong laughed, and his eyes swept to the side: "Who is that!" ”

A figure over there stopped, turned his head to look at Li Yunlong, and his face was a little flustered: "Commander, what's the matter?" ”

Li Yunlong stood up, walked over, and patted this person on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhu, today is my old Li Day's big day, why are you still sad?" ”

This person is none other than Zhu Ziming, the security officer.

A trace of uneasiness flashed on Zhu Ziming's face, and he soon smiled: "Yes, head of the regiment, congratulations." ”

Li Yunlong laughed: "Okay, don't cry all day long, go, help Zhang Dabiao do something, wait for a while The bride will come, but it's all up to you Zhang Luo." ”

"Okay, don't worry, head of the group, you will definitely make your wedding lively today." Zhu Ziming said.

"That's good, let's go!" Li Yunlong said, and went back to bragging with his soldiers.

Zhu Ziming did not go to Zhang Dabiao, but walked out of the courtyard, looked left and right at no one, and walked along a path towards the cliff behind the village.

There is a large tree on the cliff behind the village, which was burned to death when it was swept away by the devils last time, but the trunk is still standing there, and the sound of the wind blowing through Ula Ula seems to tell the story of the crimes committed by the Japanese invaders.

Zhu Ziming came to the bottom of the big tree, looked left and right, and found that there was no one around, so he slowly sat down on a stone under the tree.

He pulled out a pack of paper cigarettes from his bosom and tried to pull out a cigarette from it to smoke. But as soon as his hands trembled, a pack of cigarettes was scattered on the ground.

Zhu Ziming hurriedly picked up the cigarettes in the corner, stuffed them back into the cigarette case one by one, and then stuffed a cigarette into his mouth.

He took a match out of his pocket, and struck a match with a trembling hand to light the cigarette, but it was blown out as soon as a gust of wind blew.

So he threw away the extinguished match and pulled out a new one, but this time he couldn't strike it several times. Finally, he threw the match to the ground in distraught, and looked at the jubilant village over there, with mixed feelings. He took out the match again, and after scribbling a few in a row, he finally lit a cigarette, but after taking a puff, he choked and coughed for a long time.

In the end, he simply threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it to pieces with his foot.

Then he looked left and right again, took a small envelope from his bosom, and stuffed it into a dry hollow.

While stuffing, he looked left and right, like a thief stealing someone else's things in broad daylight, for fear of being caught.

After stuffing it in, I took a stone and stuffed it into it uneasily, pressing the envelope to the ground.

Then, with his head down, he returned to the village without looking back.

Two hours later, an old man who was picking up dung walked over slowly with a dung basket and a shovel in his hand, and sat under the big tree like Zhu Ziming. He sat there and lit a cigarette, and while smoking slowly, he casually inserted his hand into the hollow of the tree.

Soon, his hand froze, as if he couldn't believe it.

Then, looking left and right to see no one, he carefully withdrew his hand, and by this time there was an extra envelope in his hand.

The old man carefully took the envelope into his arms, then threw the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, picked up the dung basket, picked up the shovel, and walked down the hill from another road without looking back. Along the way, although there was a lot of cow dung and sheep dung on the side of the road, he didn't even pick up a piece of it.

At this time, there was still a lot of jubilation in Zhaojiayu Village, everyone was immersed in a sea of joy, and no one noticed the figure of this old man who was picking up dung.

At this time, Monk Wei came back, he drove the carriage, the cart was full of liquor with boxes, and he couldn't help but drink a bottle secretly along the way.

"Commissar, I've brought you back the wine, let's see, is it enough to drink?" Monk Wei proudly asked Zhao Gang for credit.

Zhao Gang walked over and took a look, and immediately patted Monk Wei's shoulder happily: "Good job, monk, so much wine is enough for the head of the regiment to marry a daughter-in-law again." ”

After speaking, he felt that his words were a little inappropriate, and quickly changed his words and asked, "Why did you come back alone?" What about the Heavenly Dao? ”

"You said brother, he hasn't come back yet, go get something for the regiment commander." Monk Wei said mysteriously.

"What's good? Is there anything better than wine? Li Yunlong walked over and asked curiously.

Monk Wei smiled: "When the time comes, you will know, and keep things that are better than wine." ”

Li Yunlong didn't ask much, Monk Wei stood on the cart and waved: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Come and move the wine! ”

The soldiers rushed up and unloaded all the wine from the car.

At this time, Li Yunlong was happy, but he didn't forget to get down to business, and said to Zhao Gang: "Old Zhao, have all the sentries been arranged?" You can't forget about safety because of Lao Tzu's happy event. The little devil is not a fuel-efficient lamp, maybe he will be able to touch it at any time, but he can't let the little devil serve it because he drank Lao Tzu's happy wine, and Lao Tzu's face will have nowhere to put it. ”

"Lao Li, don't worry, I just told the security officer Zhu Ziming to remember to check the post a few more times. He also told Zhang Dabiao to take the time to take people around, and the more times like this, the more important he must be guarded against. Zhao Gang said.

"That's good." Li Yunlong put his arm around Zhao Gang's shoulders: "Lao Zhao, you have been busy with my Lao Li's affairs for a night, let's go, go and have two drinks first." ”

"Of course, drinking is indispensable, but not now, now I have to show your happy event, and when it comes to the evening, we must have a good drink, and we will make trouble in your cave room."

(End of chapter)