"Divisional Cadres" (5)
On the afternoon of the day before yesterday, on his way to the capital airport to see off two cadres of government organs on a business trip, Zhu Qigen went to an audio-visual product store again, saying that he was buying a cassette tape, but in fact he wanted to see Xiao Chen again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info He went in civilian clothes a few times before, and this time he went in a military uniform, Xiao Chen saw Zhu Qigen in a military uniform, his eyes lit up, and the service was extremely enthusiastic. While talking to Xiao Chen, Zhu Qigen kissed every part of her face with eager eyes, Xiao Chen looked very good when he smiled, especially the two small dimples on his cheeks, which were particularly charming, and if he could jump in, it would be worth drowning.
Zhu Qigen used to only buy one box of tapes at a time, but this day was extraordinarily generous, and he bought three boxes at once.
The other three people in the room were still asleep, and their breathing could be heard in the silence of the night, and each of them was probably dreaming of their own dreams.
Zhu Qigen thought in his heart.
Zhu Qigen spurred his imagination and continued to roam in the ethereal world, his body full of desire and his heart looking forward to the future were comforted and satisfied.
He was thinking in his heart, if he could be transferred to a detachment, and then transferred to a second-class non-commissioned officer at the end of the year, he would strive to make friends with Xiao Chen, and now the most difficult thing to find friends in the army is the non-commissioned officer, high or low, can find a hometown girl who works in Beijing, it should be the most ideal result, do a good job in the future, stay in Beijing for a long time, I really can't do it, so I will go back to my hometown together, there is no worries. Now I just don't know if Xiao Chen has a boyfriend, hey, whatever, even if he does, he has to dare to snatch love.
The sky outside the window was still gray, and before I knew it, the dawn had replaced the moonlight.
Lin Feng was wiping the car in the parking lot when he was called to the team headquarters by the communicator.
The captain was waiting for him at the team site, Lin Feng rarely came to the team site, and he was a little restrained when he saw the captain.
"Sit down!" The captain pointed to the chair next to him, and his attitude was very kind.
After Lin Feng sat down, the captain asked him bluntly, "What is your relationship with the newly transferred Minister Fu?" ā
"What relationship? It doesn't matter, oh, even if it's a fellow countryman! Lin Feng replied inexplicably.
"I know this, Yang Changlin has already told me. Let me ask you if you have any other relationship with Minister Fu? ā
Lin Feng shook his head resolutely.
"So, how would Minister Fu know about you?"
"I don't know."
This time it was the captain who shook his head, and there was a distinctly distrustful look on his face.
Coming out of the team headquarters, Lin Feng immediately dialed Yuan Li's mobile phone.
Yuan Li's familiar native voice came from the mobile phone: "Minister Fu's niece left me for Beijing, and her aunt wanted her to help with housework in her new home in Beijing while looking for opportunities to study." When she left, she told me that she wanted to still learn tailoring in Beijing, and let me go there in the future, so we would unite a few people, rent a counter or open a small shop, cutting, making, and selling one-stop, and continue to do the clothing business. After she arrived in Beijing, she may have told her uncle about you, but I didn't ask her to tell her. ā
Yuan Li's words made Lin Feng clear what was going on.
That night, Lin Feng explained the causes and consequences of this incident to Yang Changlin clearly.
"I'd like to ask the captain to explain this." Lin Feng said to the squad leader.
Yang Changlin pondered for a moment and said to Lin Feng: "No, you must not tell the captain what Yuan Li said on the phone, just pretend not to know, I think the matter of you going to be a special car driver is basically decided." ā
Lin Feng looked at his squad leader in confusion.
After Zhu Qigen went to the Beijing Railway Station that afternoon to see off the guests who had come to the office of the office, on the way back to the office, he quietly parked his car outside the audio-visual products store.
"Today I will recommend you a few new boxes of tapes, you will definitely be interested." Xiao Chen smiled and spoke to Zhu Qigen, his round eyes narrowed into a slit.
Zhu Qigen also smiled and said: "I don't plan to buy tapes today, I have a comrade-in-arms who drives at the Academy of Military Medical Sciences, and he gave me a few packs of masks that have special effects on preventing smog, and I will bring a pack and give it to you." ā
Xiao Chen took the mask, held it with both hands, his face was red with excitement, and he said to Zhu Liugen gratefully: "Oh, you are so great, I will send it to my husband tonight, he works outdoors, and he just needs -----"
"What did you just say, and to whom did you send it?" Zhu Qigen's eyes widened. The smile on his face froze, but the smile on his face was no longer necessarily connected to the thoughts in his head, and the nerves connecting them were short-circuited.
"To my husband, he turned out to be a soldier like you, but he was an armed police soldier, after he was discharged from the army last year, he worked as a security guard in a hotel near Jianguomen, and stood at the door every day on duty."
Xiao Chen was talking in her mouth, but her eyes were looking at the instructions printed on the mask, and as soon as she looked up after reading the instructions, she only saw Zhu Liugen's back, so she hurriedly chased to the door of the store and shouted: "Hey, your mask money, give you money------"
There were not many cars on the street, and the fluff that fell from the leaves of the tomentosus was like snowflakes, held hostage by the spring breeze, floating in the air, and from time to time there were clumps of two passing in front of the windshield of the car.
Zhu Qigen held the steering wheel in his hand, feeling that the scenery in front of him was blurry, as if they had lost their proper outline, he just saw the red light at the intersection with angry eyes, the green light with affectionate eyes, and the yellow light with sleepy eyes. As the lights shifted, he mechanically maneuvered the vehicle.
When he was about to arrive at the gate of the camp, there was a "bang", and the car he was driving hit the butt of a taxi in front of him, the back of the taxi was recessed, and the front cover of his car was bulging.
The fresh greenery of the large playground lawn smells mellow in the breeze, and the delicate poplar leaves look down and whisper above people's heads.
After dinner, Yang Changlin slowly walked on the runway around the lawn again, but this time he walked not with Lin Feng, but with Zhu Qigen.
Zhu Qigen crashed and hit the car very horizontally, the two cars were seriously damaged, and the two drivers were safe and sound. The responsibility for the accident is very clear, the team has asked Zhu Qigen to stop going out of the car and wait for processing, he has sometimes listened to the phone in the duty room in the past few days, and sometimes carried the bed board in the dormitory. Things have come to this point, he doesn't dare to think about the good anymore, indulging in unrealizable dreams, which will make people even more uncomfortable in the face of the reality that they can't get rid of, and he is already mentally prepared for demobilization at the end of the year or even early demobilization.
After the accident, Yang Changlin's face was as cold as a tombstone, he had been a soldier for 12 years, and he would return home at the end of the year. The captain of the team had something to say at the beginning of the year, the work of the first class of the third team has been good for many years, and if he can ensure safe driving and complete the fuel-saving index, and there will be no accidents, he will be given a third-class meritorious service and an advanced collective for the first class, and now it is all in vain.
Zhu Qigen looked at Yang Changlin, felt deeply uneasy in his heart, and said guiltily: "Squad leader, no matter how the organization punishes me, I have no complaints, this is also self-inflicted." I just feel sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the other comrades in the class, I am holding you back. ā
Yang Changlin sighed and said: "I don't have anything, no matter what, I have to change jobs this year, and the work of other comrades in the class is also easy to do, but you are still young and have not been a soldier for a long time, so you shouldn't fall so early." ā
Zhu Qigen smiled bitterly and said, "I was also born at the wrong time, and my fate should be like this." There is a saying in our hometown, which is called 'If you should eat vegetables in your life, run outside the village, pick up an old cucumber, and see that it is still a vegetable'. ā
Yang Changlin had a solemn look on his face and said to Zhu Qigen seriously: "I don't think so, if you believe in fate, you should first believe that fate can be in your own hands." You, like Lin Feng and the others, are all sons of farmers, and they were all so simple and honest in the past, but then you changed. There is also a saying in our hometown, called 'transplant seedlings with some Lao Niang soil, do not need to make up for the spring of the next year', 'Lao Niang soil' refers to the soil that seedlings or vegetable seedlings rely on to survive before transplanting, seedlings and vegetable seedlings are transplanted from one place to another, if the roots do not bring a little original soil, it is difficult to survive, and the second year will be replanted, you just throw away what you should have carried. ā
Listening to the squad leader's frank words, Zhu Qigen felt very ashamed, and his face was as red as the sunset in the western sky.
(End of this article) (To be continued.) )