The rest of the trip was not easy at all.

I have to admit that I didn't expect this to happen to me...... Otherwise, I think I'd have chosen to find an excuse to refuse when the instructor taught me the task.

It's not that it's disrespectful to the martyrs, it's that I'd rather face a battle than tell their families as brutally as I do now...... Your son died or your husband never came back.

The reactions of the families of the martyrs are also strange, some are sad and painful, some are silent, and some are grateful to us...... But no matter what the reaction was, it was a heavy burden for us, and we always felt as if we owed them something, and sometimes even the envelope containing the pitiful 500 yuan would get hot, and we felt a little unable to do it.

Perhaps, 500 yuan is not a small amount for this era, because I used to listen to some domestic situations on the radio from the tunnel before...... A rural village with a per capita annual income of 150 yuan was advertised on the radio.

In other words, the average annual income in rural areas is only 150 yuan, that is, the monthly income is only 10 yuan......

In this way, the 500 yuan is indeed a lot, but you must know that a pack of Dazhongjiu with a mouth costs 2 yuan, and a month's salary is also to buy 10 packs of cigarettes...... What can you buy for 500 yuan?

What's more, what is the price of a life? How much is a chamber of blood worth? Can 500 yuan guarantee the future life of these military dependents?

The wind from the jeep was whistling in my ears, and I still remembered the other village I had just left...... This time we met a wife, a wife who had just learned that she had lost her husband, a wife whose child was only five or six months old.

Counting it, when the husband went to the front to fight, it was almost the time when the child was born, so he ...... The husband will never get to see his newborn child.

This wife is brave. Also strong...... She didn't cry when she knew that her husband had died, and she even warmly served us tea and invited us to lunch at her house......

The relationship is difficult, and we can't refuse, so we helped her to open up together.

But what we don't know is...... She actually left us to eat for a purpose.

While we were cooking the fire and washing vegetables, she somewhere she found a pen and a few pieces of paper and said to me: "Comrade of the People's Liberation Army! The child has never seen his father since he was a child, and the doll is his flesh and blood, and I don't want the child to grow up and not know what kind of person his father is...... I'm a countryman who can't read a few words. The memory is not good, I am afraid that I don't know how to tell the doll when I grow up! Homosexuals...... You can help write down his father's affairs and wait for the doll to grow up...... I let him read and let him read...... He read what you wrote. The child knows what kind of person his father is! ”

I couldn't help but be stunned, and I didn't know what to do for a while......

"Sister-in-law!" Zhang Fan took the pen and paper from her hand. Said: "I'll write!" ”

"Huh!" Her eyes were full of joy: "Xiexie, this lesbian!" ”

So it was under her expectant eyes. Zhang Fan filled the pages word by word, writing with tears in his eyes...... I don't know what Zhang Fan wrote, but I do, no matter what he wrote...... This martyr deserves this honor, and his children undoubtedly have a father to be proud of, and a mother to be proud of.

Right now. I finally had an envelope left in my money bag, which meant that we had completed the task after sending Zuihou, and I suddenly felt a sense of relief...... It's finally coming to an end!

With a "squeak", the jeep stopped in front of a row of old, blackened wooden houses. I asked an old farmer who was squatting on a stone and smoking a dry cigarette silently, "Fellow, do you know where Chen Qingji lives?" ”

The old farmer raised his wrinkled face and raised his head at me: "What are you looking for him?" ”

"We ...... It is Chen Qingxiang's comrade-in-arms......"

The old farmer was silent, and after a long time, he nodded slightly and replied, "I am!" ”

"Hello uncle!" Zhang Fan and I hurriedly got out of the car.

The old farmer didn't wait for us to speak, so he took the lead and asked, "Xiangzi sacrificed?" ”

"Uh...... "I couldn't help but be surprised, this is the first time I've been so calm as an old farmer."

"Yes!" I said, "Comrade Chen Qingxiang...... He died in the battle against Lao Cai! ”

"Hmm!" The old peasant was silent for a while, no one knew what he was thinking, and after a while he said, "Got it! ”

Then he put the dry tobacco on the stone beside him, knocked it, shook off the clothes he had draped over his shoulders, and turned to go into the house.

"Uncle!" I hurriedly chased after him and handed over a bag of envelopes to zuihou: "This is ...... Pension! ”

The old farmer hesitated, turned around and took the envelope, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle...... What's the difficulty...... Can we help? ”

The old farmer looked at me, and then at the jeep behind me...... said: "Comrade, can you take me to the county seat?" ”

"Absolutely!" Not to mention that it is only half an hour's way to the county seat, we are also going back to the base, and it is also a way to the county seat.

So a few people climbed into the jeep and soon drove along the uneven highway towards the county seat, at this time Zhang Fan asked with a lot of mouths: "Uncle, do you have something to do with the county seat?" ”

"Hmmm! It's time to fertilize the corn in the field! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Fan suddenly realized: "You are going to the county seat to buy fertilizer!" Then we'll ship it back for you later......"

"No!" The old farmer's answer was simple: "I'm here to buy cigarettes and alcohol!" ”

"Uncle......" Zhang Fan asked suspiciously: "Corn needs to be fed, why are you going to the county to buy tobacco and alcohol?" ”

"The fertilizer is in the village, and the village chief will not approve it!"

"This ......"

So we soon understood that the old farmer went to the county town to buy cigarettes and alcohol to go through the back door, in order to buy fertilizer...... And it's still a son's pension!

"Stop!" I ordered.

The jeep stopped with a squeak, and I asked, "Do you need approval from the village cadres to buy fertilizer?" ”

"Of course!" Zhang Fan nodded in disbelief: "You...... I don't know? ”

Seeing the other people also cast puzzled glances at me, I realized that I had become an outlier again...... I seem to have heard the old man talk about this, saying that there was a serious shortage of materials in this era, and many things were often impossible to buy even if there was money, such as timber and fertilizers, and they had to be approved by cadres...... As a result, the power in the hands of the cadres is great, and some cadres rely on this to secretly engage in "income generation".

"Back to the village!" I just said two words.

"Yes!" Xiao Li answered and began to turn around.

"What are you doing here?" The old farmer couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Isn't this going to the county seat?" ”

"Uncle!" I said with a very ugly face: "You don't need to buy this cigarette and alcohol, this money is your son's pension, you can keep it and use it when you need it!" We'll take care of the fertilizer thing! ”

The old farmer looked at the envelope in his hand and sighed...... Then he quickly raised his head and said anxiously: "Comrade! Don't be embarrassed, I know you're dragons...... But people are local snakes, and I still have to live in this village! ”

"Don't worry! Uncle ......" I said, "We're going to put this in order!" ”

Zhang Fan secretly tugged at the corner of my clothes next to me and whispered, "Don't make mistakes!" ”

But where would I listen to this, and then I held my breath in my heart and couldn't ...... My soldiers are fighting hard with the devils on the front line, and they have become martyrs, and my old father is still being bullied by these corrupt elements at home, and even the pension has to be shared...... How can I swallow this breath!

Under the guidance of the old farmer, we soon found the village chief's house...... This is so magnificent, it is the only brick house in the village, and it seems that the village chief has been doing it for a while.

I didn't say much, but I kicked the wooden door hard...... The wooden door was kicked open when it sounded "collapse", and several people broke in without saying a word......

There were four people playing mahjong around, and they were all stunned when they saw this jiashi.

"Who is the village chief?" I say.

No one dared to speak, but the irrelevant people soon walked out of my sight very consciously, leaving only a middle-aged man wearing a military hat and a military uniform...... In these years, those who wear military uniforms are not necessarily soldiers, and the people of this era are born with a little admiration for soldiers, so it is popular to wear military uniforms, and if the young man can get a military uniform to put on his body...... That going out will arouse the envious eyes of the surroundings.

"Comrade!" The village chief stood up and said with a smile: "I am the village chief...... Something to say......"

"Collapse", before he finished speaking, the whole mahjong table was covered on his body, I was about to rush up to vent happily but was taken by the driver Xiao Li to take the lead......

In fact, it wasn't Xiao Li who took the lead, but I was stopped by the guards...... And Xiao Li rushed up to split his head and covered his head with punches and kicks, only to beat the village chief to the ground and only beg for mercy.

"Battalion commander!" The guard advised: "Eliminate the gas...... If you make a mistake, it's a big problem, so let's do it! ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but be angry and funny...... Feelings: The guard and the driver seemed to have discussed it, one stopped and the other stepped forward to beat people.

After a while, I saw that it was almost over, so I motioned for Xiao Li to stop, and then grabbed the village chief from the ground and asked, "Has Chen Qingji's fertilizer been approved?" ”

"Batch...... Batch ......"

"Is this gift enough?"

"Enough, enough......"

"I'll tell you!" I stared at the village chief's eyes viciously and said, "Chen Qingji's son is our comrade-in-arms, we have all fought on the battlefield, and we have killed more devils than you have crossed the bridge...... If you make Chen Qingji dissatisfied in the future, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to save you! ”

"Yes, yes......"

Actually, I don't want to show off the killing, but if I don't...... It seems that it can't relieve the worries of the old farmers, so let's do it once! (To be continued......)