On the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Zibin accompanied Chen Guang, deputy director of the Political Department of the Military Sub-district, to meet Ye Tufei.

Emotionally speaking, Zhao Zibin doesn't like to work with Chen Guang very much.

Chen Guang is an old comrade, he participated in the revolution more than ten years ago, when he was fighting local tyrants in Ruijin to carry out land reform, Zhao Zibin was still standing by the river with his bare butt with his friends, who was farther than who peed.

But such veteran comrades often have one characteristic, that is, they are particularly principled, so strong that they are almost paranoid. When the organization arranged for Zhao Zibin and Chen Guang to screen Ye Tufei together, Zhao Zibin's head was big.

He complained to Lu Yao about this: "I don't know how the organization thinks about it, let this brainless participate in the screening of Ye Tufei, isn't this a problem for us?" ”

Lu Yao also felt the same way, but he couldn't show it in front of Zhao Zibin, on the contrary, he had to maintain the organization: "How are you talking?" How can Comrade Chen Guang be called a dead brain? ”

Zhao Zibin snorted and said, "Commander Lu, you don't know what kind of temper that Chen Guang is, and when you get to him, you will become a watermelon." Ye Tufei has been a bandit, and he has worn the clothes of the Imperial Army, just these two, and he can't be grabbed by Comrade Chen Guang and not let go? ”

Lu Yao smiled, smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhao Zibin.

Zhao Zibin habitually took out a cigarette, and at the moment he handed it over, he suddenly thought of what happened last night, and quickly retracted his hand: "What about the pack of cigarettes last night?" ”

Lu Yao stretched out his hand and snatched the pack of cigarettes in Zhao Zibin's hand, and shouted: "What is that pack of cigarettes, it's obviously only half a pack." ”

Zhao Zibin wanted to take back the pack of cigarettes that belonged to him, but Lu Yao had already hidden behind the desk, so Zhao Zibin could only give up and reached out to Lu Yao to ask for cigarettes.

The two lit cigarettes, and Lu Yao said: "Originally, the organization did not arrange for you to cooperate with Chen Guang, I insisted on coming down, why?" Aren't you just thinking that only you, Zhao Zibin, can suppress that dead brain? ”

Zhao Zibin replied sullenly: "How can I have that ability, apart from you and Political Commissar Yuan, who else will that brainless listen to?" I'll talk about the ugliness first, Commander Lu, if there is something that has three longs and two shortcomings, and you don't leave Ye Tufei behind, you can't blame me! ”

Lu Yao's eyes widened and he shouted, "Don't blame you? Then who do I blame? You want me to blame that brainless old Chen? Let me tell you, Zhao Zibin, you listen to me, if you can't stop that Chen Guang and mess up this matter for me, hmph, look at how I clean you up! ”

Zhao Zibin looked unconvinced, and said strongly: "Then you can just clean me up now." ”

Lu Yao saw that the hard one was not good, so he immediately changed it to a soft one, he opened the drawer of the desk, took out a box, and put it on the table: "Comrade Zhao Zibin, my section chief Zhao Da, my dear little brother Binbin, what do you think this is?" ”

Zhao Zibin didn't even look at it, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Lu Yao smiled hesitantly and said, "Hey, although this Colt pistol is good, the bullet is difficult!" It seems that my fifty rounds of Colt's pistol bullets ......"

Before Lu Yao finished speaking, Zhao Zibin had already pounced on the table, holding the box of bullets with both hands, looking at Lu Yao with his eyes, and begging: "Commander Lu, for the sake of my little brother who has followed you for many years, you just thought I was farting just now, from now on, I will listen to what you say, if I talk to you again, you will take back this box of bullets, okay?" ”

Lu Yao laughed out loud and said, "Okay! Absolutely! ”

Zhao Zibin held the box back to its original position like a treasure, staring at it with his eyes, for fear that the box would suddenly grow wings.

Lu Yao said: "Chen Guang is very principled, I think, this is also the main reason why the organization arranged him to do this, otherwise, it would be difficult to stop Peng Youming and Yan Xiwen by someone else." Of course, there will be advantages and disadvantages, Chen Guang presided over the screening of Ye Tufei, it is indeed risky, and if you don't do it, these two will pinch up, so ah, Zibin, the burden on your body is not light! Fortunately, you once saved Chen Guang's life, and he will give you some face. ”

Zhao Zibin carefully put away the box of bullets and said to Lu Yao: "Listen to your tone, do you want me to go and make mud?" ”

Lu Yao lit a cigarette again and said, "Whether the house is built sturdily or not depends on whether the mud is strong enough." ”

With Lu Yao's explanation and on-demand, Zhao Zibin finally agreed to work with Chen Guang.

But Zhao Zibin didn't expect that this task with the mud would be so arduous, and Chen Guang and Ye Tufei would pinch each other as soon as they met.

Everyone called Chen Guang a dead brain behind his back, this dead brain was really dead to the extreme, he rolled out the record book, took out a pen, and the first sentence he opened his mouth turned out to be: "Name? ”

Ye Tufei didn't hear clearly, and asked rhetorically: "What?" ”

Chen Guang reluctantly raised his head, accentuated his tone, and said, "Name? ”

Ye Tufei heard it clearly this time, and at the same time, the anger also came up, and replied: "You don't even know what my name is, so what are you looking for me for?" What a problem! ”

Chen Guang threw away the pen, looked at Ye Tufei coldly, and said, "This is the organizational procedure, please be serious." ”

Ye Tufei returned with a cold look and said, "That's your organizational procedure, do my bird business?" ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Zibin hurriedly got up to play a round, he first appeased Chen Guang, and begged Chen Guang to dissipate his anger: "That, that, Uncle Chen, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!" It's that I didn't make it clear to Ye Tufei and made a misunderstanding, ah, if you don't Uncle Chen, you go next door to rest and rest, I'll talk to Ye Tufei and explain things clearly. ”

After Chen Guang left the house in a huff, Zhao Zibin hurriedly approached Ye Tufei and greeted him: "Sixth Master Ye, you are also angry, this old Comrade Chen, hey, I have been injured here!" As he spoke, he pointed to his head.

The day after Ye Tufei arrived at the Yimeng base, Zhao Zibin visited him. When Zhao Zibin mentioned to Ye Tufei the story of rescuing him in Erlang Mountain three years ago, Ye Tufei recalled Zhao Zibin.

In the next few days, Zhao Zibin went to Ye Tufei every now and then, either chatting, or bringing two boxes of cigars to Ye Tufei. After going back and forth, the two became familiar with each other, and Ye Tufei admired this hot-blooded man with a heart in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Zibin reconciled Chen Guang's unreasonableness, Ye Tufei couldn't help but give face to this brother, he smiled and said to Zhao Zibin: "It's okay!" It's just a moment of anger. ”

Zhao Zibin handed Ye Tufei a cigarette and said, "If you don't have a cigar on you, you can get a cigarette!" ”

Ye Tufei politely refused, took out his cigar with a smile, and said, "I'll take it!" I thought I wasn't allowed to smoke here, you see it suffocated me. ”

Zhao Zibin lit a cigarette himself, and then lit a cigar for Ye Tufei with the match, and replied: "Well, smoking is not allowed here, but our Commander Lu has spoken, except for Ye Liuye, hehe, I am also touching your light!" ”

Ye Tufei took a deep puff of his cigar, slowly exhaled the smoke, and said, "It's comfortable now, you go and call that old guy back, I promise not to get angry again, and I will definitely answer every question he asks seriously." ”

Zhao Zibin smiled and hurriedly ran to the next door to call Chen Guang.

Chen Guang never smoked, he was choked as soon as he entered the room, he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and fanned in front of him with a notebook with the other hand, Zhao Zibin saw this and quickly pushed open the window.

Chen Guang returned to his original seat, slapped a few times with his notebook, and said in a muffled voice: "Name? ”

Ye Tufei took another puff hatefully, then extinguished the cigar on the ground, and replied: "Ye Tufei, the leaf of the leaf, the journey of the journey, soaring into the sky." ”

Chen Guang was expressionless and continued to ask, "Gender?" ”

Ye Tufei glanced at Chen Guang, then at Zhao Zibin, and finally replied helplessly: "Male." ”

Chen Guang made a serious note in his notebook, lowered his head, and asked, "Age?" ”

Ye Tufei thought for a moment and said, "Thirty, oh, thirty-one." ”

Chen Guang raised his head, looked at Ye Tufei, his mouth moved twice, but he didn't say anything after all, Fu lowered his head again, wrote it down in his notebook, and then asked, "Birthplace?" ”

Ye Tufei was speechless, and he didn't answer for a long time.

Chen Guang thought that Ye Tufei didn't hear clearly, and asked again, "Where is your birthplace?" That is, where were you born? ”

Ye Tufei sighed softly and said, "I don't know!" ”

Chen Guang looked suspicious and asked the next question: "Then what is your father's name?" What's my mother's name? ”

Ye Tufei closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and said, "I don't know!" ”

Chen Guang put the cap back on the pen and said, "Then where did you spend your childhood?" I know you've read and read, where did you read and how you read and how you read and how you read and read, you should know all this, right? ”

Ye Tufei's face showed pain, he hugged his head tightly with his arms, and his voice trembled: "I don't know!" I don't know anything! Don't ask any more, don't ask any more! ”

Chen Guang sighed, looked at Ye Tufei, then at Zhao Zibin, shook his head, sighed again, then closed the notebook, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Zhao Zibin hurriedly went over to help Ye Tufei, and said with concern: "Ye Liuye, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ye Tufei slowly relaxed, his arms loosened his head, and said to Zhao Zibin with a wry smile: "Maybe you won't believe what I said, but what I said is the truth." ”

Zhao Zibin said: "Sixth Master, I believe everything you say. ”

Ye Tufei pressed the temples on both sides and said, "I may have lost my memory, I can't remember anything about three years ago, I only know that my name is Ye Tufei." Also, whenever I think about the past, I get a headache involuntarily. ”

Zhao Zibin nodded silently, as if talking to himself, and said, "No wonder, I chatted with those brothers of yours, and they don't know the story of your past, Sixth Master." ”