In a corner of the barracks of the compound of the military organs, there is a dormitory building for "senior cadres," and in the 40 rooms on the upper and lower floors of this building, more than 100 "division-level cadres" live. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a joke.

Judging by the number of vehicles parked in front of the building and the grade of the vehicles, it can be seen that this is a fleet of vehicles serving the leading organs of the troops, and that the buildings are where the drivers live, and that "division-level cadres" is the name of the drivers as ridiculed by some people in the organs.

The eight people of the first squad of the third detachment lived in two dormitories on the fourth floor, "the size is an officer, and he sleeps on the side." The bed of the squad leader Yang Changlin is in the corner of a wall facing the door of the room on the east side, and inside are the three beds of Lin Feng, Zhu Qigen, and Xia Yang, a conscript, a non-commissioned officer of the first class, and the other four people in the squad live in a house on the west side of this dormitory.

Yang Changlin is a third-class non-commissioned officer and a "veteran" among the team drivers. Many ordinary people know that in the past, soldiers who had been in the army for a few years could be turned into volunteers, and no matter how many years a volunteer had served in the army, he would still be a "soldier" after all. The word "non-commissioned officer" has the word "soldier" for a soldier and the word "official" for an officer, which is probably a type of person between officers and soldiers! When the volunteers had just been changed to non-commissioned officers, not to mention the common people, even some people in the army were confused, saying that they were soldiers, but they did not receive allowances and salaries, that they were officers, and that they did not enjoy some of the treatment of officers, and what was even more incomprehensible was that they still wore the same hats and clothes as soldiers.

After so many years, not to mention the people in the army, even most ordinary people know that a "non-commissioned officer" is not an officer, but still a soldier.

Yang Changlin came back from the parking lot, pushed open the door of the dormitory, and saw Zhu Qigen's body leaning on the bed, laughing with Lin Feng, and his face immediately showed a look of displeasure. Some people say that the soldiers of the army are "strict in the company, loose in organs, and hanger lang as a car soldier." "Look at it, it's a mess on the top of this bed. When Zhu Qigen saw the squad leader entering the house, he hurriedly jumped down from the bed, straightened the quilt, stretched out the sheets, and sat down on the chair next to him embarrassedly.

"Your car came back from outside and left it there without scrubbing?" Yang Changlin asked Zhu Qigen unhappily.

"I've just come back from outside, I'm a little tired, go upstairs and take a break, and then go down to wipe the car later." Zhu Qigen said.

"If you don't want to go now, give me the car keys and I'll wipe them!" Yang Changlin said, stretched out his hand, and glared at him.

"I'll go, I'll go, the big driver of the squad leader."

Zhu Qigen went to the parking lot, and Yang Changlin asked Lin Feng. "Xiao Xia hasn't come back yet?"

Lin Feng replied: "Not yet, he just called the duty room from outside, saying that he might not come back for dinner." ”

"If you come back to eat in the future, you have to ask clearly, if you don't come back to eat, forget it, and if you come back to eat and can't catch up with the meal time, you must notify the cooking class to keep the meal."

"Knowing the squad leader, you are really doing your work 'stomach'."

Yang Changlin paused for a moment, understood what Lin Feng said, and said with a smile: "You boys, sometimes you like to make fun of me. ”

Among the soldiers in the squad, Yang Changlin likes Lin Feng the most, Lin Feng's driving level is high, and his service attitude is good, the automobile team often receives calls from organ cadres praising him, and the team captain and the detachment leader often praise Lin Feng at the conference, which also makes Yang Changlin, the squad leader, proud. Lin Feng also has a characteristic, that is, he loves cars like life, the cars he drives have never been bumped, if you go to the parking lot to see, his cars are clean and spotless at all times. Yang Changlin said that if the car had life, Lin Feng's girlfriend would not have two legs, but four wheels.

Zhu Qigen was born in a small village deep in the mountains south of the Yangtze River, and his family of four used to rely on only a few acres of thin land to dig for food. After graduating from junior high school, the children who studied with him and did not have a chance to work in high school went out to work one after another, he carried a restless heart, like his brother, worked in the fields during the day, took care of his parents at night, from the spring of hope to the winter of disappointment, he was a farmer for more than a year, and his life could only be coaxed to coax his stomach and not scream. On a day when the snow drifted, my brother got married and the arrival of my sister-in-law added a lot of joy to the family and also brought embarrassment to Zhu Qigen. The three brick houses in the family were originally one for his parents to live on the east side, and he and his brother lived on the west side. When Westinghouse became a new house, he moved to one of the houses. Three rooms and three urinals at night, my brother's peeing like a flash flood, my sister-in-law's Xiaojie like a small bridge and flowing water, all heard clearly, and there was a certain sound that could arouse some instinctive impulse in him, making him feel that watching others eat meat was more unbearable than starving alone.

When it was time for conscription again, Zhu Qigen looked for acquaintances, trusted relationships, reported an extra year of age, and spent a few hundred yuan to become a soldier.

The car and train fell back and forth, tossing and turning for several days and nights, and he came to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It is a place with thin air, vast land and few people, the Gobi Desert has a gray-yellow face all the year round, and sometimes it snows a little in winter, like an old lady smearing a layer of frost on her face, which makes people feel more desolate; The high mountain in the distance is veiled white for most of the year, and its bare stone body can only be seen in July and August. There is less green, and there are also girlish people, "After the unfrozen spring, the sow races the sable cicada." "Young people's desires to pursue the opposite sex are condensed into a ball, cherished in a corner of the heart, a soldier who has been a soldier on the plateau for a year, when the leader asked him what he wanted, he said that he just wanted to go to the garrison hospital in Golmud to see what the female soldiers looked like.

Zhu Qigen, who was ready to return home after a few years of service, sat on a train with his comrades-in-arms and walked along the several thousand kilometers of railway line, like a fast climb of an extra-long ladder, to the capital.

The buildings in Beijing are so high that you can stand on the top floor and pick up the stars at night; The girls in Beijing are so beautiful, they are all as beautiful as the girls on the cover of magazines. Coming to work in the capital is not a dream that has become a reality, because he has never dared to dream such a dream.

For Zhu Qigen, the urban life reflected in movies and television is as mysterious and distant as the moon in the sky, and before he joined the army, he had only been to the county seat, which was not much better than the township market, where tractors and tricycles were rampant, competing with cars for the road, and ordinary people with baskets on their backs wandered around, looking for opportunities to dislike money. But after all, the county seat is a "city", and it has many qualitative differences from the countryside, there are electric lights on the streets of the city, cars run on the roads in the city, and more importantly, people in the city can survive without the land, they can receive a salary every month or do business to make some money. If he can find an employer in the county town, drive a car for a few years, earn some money, and start a family like some demobilized veterans, it was Zhu Qigen's greatest wish when he was a soldier on the plateau. (To be continued.) )