0194 Old comrades-in-arms are not doing well at all

Speaking of this, Wang Liang's eyes were filled with tears.

He understands Huang Honglin too well, and the job in the Tobacco Bureau is his lifeline.

It was more than 20 years ago that he exchanged his life for his life on the Laoshan front, and he exchanged his loyalty to the motherland and the people.

At the end of the battle, he did not become a martyr, but a battle hero.

The colleagues around him all felt that Huang Honglin was not a good person to get along with, this person was short-tempered, just a little, and sometimes even beat people.

But who knows what Huang Honglin carries.

Despite suffering from severe mental illness, during those twenty years, he did his best to take care of the widows of more than a dozen martyrs of the Heroic Sixth Company.

Deputy platoon commander Lin Zuwu, deputy instructor Xie Guanyou, deputy squad leader Xie Xiaofu, and soldiers.......

Huang Honglin came back alive, but those brothers stayed on the high ground of Xiaojianshan forever.

Now that life is prosperous, he takes it for granted that he should take care of his brothers' widows.

But in 2006, he was laid off.

What can you do with the buyout fee of 180,000 yuan, does Huang Honglin, who is stubbornly ill, still have the physical strength and energy to start a business?

Even if there is, according to his current state, will he be able to succeed?

180,000 buyout fee, in the eyes of the stubborn Huang Honglin, this is the blood and life of the sixteen members of the death squad who rushed to Xiaojianshan that year.

Divide it.

Later, the re-employment of the Tobacco Bureau began.

But Huang Honglin's name was not on the list.

It was from that time that Huang Honglin's condition worsened.

was laid off, which made him very excited.

At that time, his faith and glory were crushed.

"Later, I went to them twice and three times to theorize and petition, but the result was to no avail. Later, when they saw me, they would say, 'Yo, our battle heroes are here again?' ''These aren't the big heroes, please please', it's changed, banter, contempt, and disdain. Huang Honglin laughed at himself.

Boom!

Wang Liang slapped the table and stood up, looking very angry: "Damn, who do they look down on?" If it weren't for those of us who shed their blood for the republic, would they be where they are today? Holy shit, kill them! ”

"Chief!" Huang Honglin looked at Wang Liang with tears in his eyes, at this moment, he seemed to have found support.

The child, who had lost his way, finally found his way home.

He finally didn't have to freeze to death at the joint like the little match girl.

On this cold winter night, there is a place to be.

Not only Huang Honglin, but also Sun Weimin, Lin Zhuo, Wang Dong and Feng Xiong, their eyes were also red, maybe the alcohol played a role, or maybe it was Wang Liang's words that pierced their hearts.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, the people sitting at the table here are all crazy, shouting, complaining about this and that, and sick!

But a few years ago, they carried guns and fought and shed blood for the republic, and they almost lost their lives.

Fortunately, they are not like those unlucky and sacrificed comrades-in-arms, the living are bullied, and who cares if they die.

Some people, when they think of it, will engage in formalism and pay tribute.

This is not to comfort the martyrs, this is a mockery, this is a stumbling.

"Life is getting more and more stressful, there is no hope of rehiring, my illness is getting more and more serious, I will use the pots and pans at home to vent, and then those things are smashed, I will clean up the furniture, smash it to a pulp, I will also slam the wall with my fist, I can smash the cement with my fist. I have no other skills, I have been a scout for more than four years, and this is what I have practiced. Huang Honglin continued.

Listening, Wang Liang's eyes lit up, and no matter what, Huang Honglin finally admitted that he was sick.

That's a good sign.

You know, if anyone says he's sick before that, he's bound to turn his face.

"Chief, I'm not human, I still beat my wife. When I go to bed at night, I don't know why, I always like to punch and kick, and I kick her out of bed. ”

Huang Honglin's words were full of remorse, and obviously, he didn't want to do this either.

"Honglin, what do you dream about at night at that time?" Wang Liang asked.

Wang Liang felt that he was fully capable of curing Huang Honglin, because he had such symptoms before this, and the soldiers under his command had also suffered from post-war syndrome to varying degrees.

To this end, Wang Liang has read a lot of relevant books and consulted many Chinese and foreign experts, whether it is clinical psychology, mental health, or applied psychology.

More importantly, Wang Liang has handled many cases and has rich experience.

"It's still a war, the war scene is more intense, I dreamed that the Vietnamese army hit me with a gun, I was shot, and I was hit in the thigh. They came to me laughing, they wanted to torture me, I wanted to run, but I couldn't. Huang Honglin replied.

Wang Liang nodded and continued to ask: "I heard that you burned the Civil Affairs Bureau, what is going on?" Can you tell me about it? ”

Wang Liang understands these things, but now he wants Huang Honglin to tell them personally.

It's a good thing to be able to say it.

In the past, when others asked so much, Huang Honglin would have already flipped the table, but today, he has changed: "I remember that it was May of 2007, yes, not long after Labor Day, a comrade-in-arms of mine came to see me, his family is rural, and his family is so poor that it jingles ......."

One day in May 2007, Huang Honglin was at home.

"I said Four Tigers, you kid can come, why do you bring me so many things?" Huang Honglin couldn't help but blame his comrades-in-arms Sihu carrying two heavy bags of marijuana.

Look at the clothes of the four tigers again, this is the 21st century, the four tigers are still wearing military uniforms more than 20 years ago, and they have more than a dozen patches all over their bodies, and they are still wearing.

Another year of sewing and patching, how many years have it been.

And the cloth shoes on the feet, the toes are almost exposed.

Seeing that Huang Honglin felt uncomfortable, he was on fire.

He knew that the Four Tigers had no money.

There is a seriously ill old lady at home, and three children who are in school, which one is not allowed to spend money.

The four tigers and their daughter-in-law got up early and fiddled with those few acres of land, all depending on God's face, plus a body of injuries, they couldn't do much farm work.

How could life be prosperous, and how could he be willing to buy himself a new outfit?

"Brother Honglin, these are some of my own vegetables, as well as millet, worthless things, don't dislike it." The four tigers scratched their heads embarrassedly and said.

At noon that day, Huang Honglin ordered eight dishes from the restaurant, got a box of wine, and entertained the four tigers well.

At first, the four tigers couldn't let go, and after being scolded by Huang Honglin, they feasted on it.

It can be seen that this guy has not eaten such good wine and food for a long time.

Huang Honglin was sad and uncomfortable again, damn, this was a brother who fought with his head back then, how did he become like this?

"Brother Honglin, I have something I want to ask you." The four tigers were gnawing on the pig's trotters and suddenly remembered something.

"Four tigers, you say." Huang Honglin took a sip of wine and looked at the four tigers.

"You also know the situation of my family, I have been to the Civil Affairs Bureau many times in the city, and the application, group photo, household registration book, and various certificates have all been completed, but they just don't give it to me. Brother Honglin, you ......"

Before the words of the Four Tigers were finished, Huang Honglin patted his chest and said, "Four Tigers, this matter is wrapped up in my brother, don't worry, I think it's done for you." ”

"Thank you, Brother Honglin!"

"Thanks, there is no such thing between our brothers."

"Huh!"