Zhou Lanxiang has always been very reluctant to quarrel, so she didn't quarrel with Chen Meilan, just look at her appearance, and she can't understand the quarrel.

Zhou Lanxiang planned to go directly to Ma Yinghua.

Since Chen Meilan said that she didn't understand revolutionary work, she just had to ask someone who understood.

When she came over, Ma Yinghua was embroidering the insoles of the women in the sixth team, and she must be there now.

Although it is not like before the liberation, many rural areas still maintain the habit of women doing some needlework to support the army, although the regular troops do not need it, most of them are issued to the militia or veterans by the armed part of the county and commune, but it is also a piece of the people's heart, every year in the winter of the cat production team women cadres will organize women to embroider insoles.

Zhou Lanxiang was also assigned a few pairs of tasks in her hands, and she had to hand them in a year ago, and she didn't have time to rub shoulders with Chen Meilan here.

Chen Meilan saw Zhou Lanxiang leave silently, thinking that she was frightened by herself, and shouted at her back: "If you don't want to do it, pull it down!" What kind of face to throw at the revolutionary cadres! With your kind of awareness, hurry up and don't come out of the cat's house! ”

Zhou Lanxiang took a deep breath, paused for a moment and still didn't turn around to quarrel with her, there were more effective solutions than quarrels, the team headquarters was full of people, and she didn't want to be embarrassed here.

Walk out of the brigade headquarters, and then walk dozens of meters of dirt road is through the sandstone road of Mopantun, across the gravel road to the village road next to Zhou Lanxiang's house, she just walked dozens of meters on the village road, she heard Xiaoshan shouting behind her, she turned around and saw Xiaoshan, Erdan and a tall man in a green military uniform walking towards this side on the gravel road one or two hundred meters away.

Xiaoshan trotted over first, this child has eaten well recently, has grown a lot of flesh on his face, and has grown a little taller, like a small sapling that has been fattened and drunk with water, and it makes people happy to look at it.

Although he is a little taller, he still has red lips and white teeth, and he is three or four points like his sister, and the average little girl in the tunzi is not as beautiful as him.

Xiaoshan ran over and gave his cotton hand stuffy to his sister first: "Sister, where are your hand stuffy?" Why don't you wear it when you go out? The handle is frozen! ”

Zhou Lanxiang didn't ask for it, "I'll be home in a few steps, it's okay!" Didn't you go with Erdan to hit the house finch with a slingshot? Why are you still wandering around in the tunzi? Her hands were suffocated and fell to the headquarters.

Xiaoshan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he pointed to the second egg and the tall soldier who came over: "We want to go to Xiaonanshan, and we met Brother Jianguo halfway through, and he taught us to use a slingshot!" Sister, Brother Jianguo is amazing! You see! We're half in the bag! Brother Jianguo said let's wait for him for a while, he will teach us after he goes to the brigade to do things! ”

Xiaoshan has a lot of eyes, and it is not easy to get close to people quickly, and it is really rare to call it so affectionate after just a while of contact.

Zhou Lanxiang looked at it from a distance and guessed that this person was Zhao Jianguo, and when she got closer, she was tall and had a national face, a military uniform and a majestic and upright dress, and she looked much more stable than her peers, but she didn't expect to teach half of her children to play slingshots.

Without waiting for her to say a polite word to Zhao Jianguo, Zhao Jianguo took the initiative to thank her first: "Sister Xiaoxiang, I have eaten so many pickles from you, but I don't dare to let you thank me, otherwise Old Man Han will definitely have to knock me on the head with the butt of a gun when he finds out!" ”

Zhou Lanxiang was a little strange, how could Zhao Jianguo look like he knew her, and he was so familiar with the title.

Seeing that Zhou Lanxiang was puzzled, Zhao Jianguo smiled and raised his hand to knock on Xiaoshan's head, very kind and casual, smiling like a kind big brother, "This kid definitely doesn't remember me!" That year, I was just about to join the army, and before leaving, Mr. Han took me home for dinner, and I also sandwiched a dry-fried crucian carp on the table! But he was only six years old at the time, and he probably only had fried fish in his eyes! ”

Xiaoshan smiled embarrassedly, and Zhou Lanxiang also remembered a little, but she was still not too impressed. Grandpa often invited young men who were going to join the army to go home for dinner in those years, as if he really invited Zhao Jianguo, but she didn't remember much about the specific situation at that time.

However, since Zhao Jianguo can call her Xiaoxiang girl like someone who is particularly familiar with Tunzi, he may have really won the attention of his grandfather back then, otherwise his grandfather would not have let him call himself that.

It was eight years ago, and the things she had experienced over the years were so bad that she couldn't remember those situations back then, so she could only say a few polite words to him.

But there was always a bit of a trance, in her previous life, she didn't remember what Zhao Jianguo looked like, but she was very impressed by him.

Because after he returned to the army after the New Year, he died in training soon after.

He was joined by Ge Hongbing, who was named a martyr, and for the ****** decade the commune had to tell the story of their heroic deeds in detail on the loudspeakers several times a year.

It turned out that he was such a person.

I was only 26 years old when I died, which is a pity.

Zhao Jianguo was still telling her about pickles: "Xiaoxiang's craftsmanship is really good!" I heard that you are going to pickle pickles for the brigade, so I came over cheekily, and wanted to learn two tricks from you, and show my hand in the army during the New Year's festival in the future, so that the soldiers can also taste it! ”

Zhou Lanxiang had listened to his deeds for many years in his previous life, and he had a very good impression of him, but it was a pity that he died young, and it was even better to hear that he even thought about his soldiers when he ate pickles.

Of course, it is even more regrettable that he died young, and his eye circles couldn't help but redden, for fear of being seen and feeling inexplicable, he hurriedly found a chance to leave: "Pickle in the afternoon, if you want to learn, just go to the team headquarters when the time comes, Sister Ma will bring several people over to pickle together." ”

Then he hurriedly took his leave and left.

Xiaoshan first found out that something was wrong, and the house sparrow stopped fighting, so he followed his sister home with a slingshot: "Brother Jianguo, Erdan, I'll go home and help my sister chop firewood, and I'll look for you again in the afternoon." ”

Zhao Jianguo didn't say anything, looked at Zhou Lanxiang's back and left in a hurry, his face was a little serious, he pondered for a while, looked back at the team headquarters that came over her, and saw Chen Meilan coming from the team, his brows furrowed slightly.

Zhou Lanxiang was a little annoyed when she went home, Zhao Jianguo said that if she wanted to learn, why did she really want to teach! What to teach him to do? He won't be able to eat for a few more days, and he will never be able to make a ...... for his warriors

Thinking about it, my eyes are a little red again, such a good person is about to be sacrificed, what a pity!

But she can't stop it! She can interfere in the affairs of the army, and she doesn't know the details of the army.

You can't tell him directly, don't let people be arrested for feudal superstition when the time comes.

felt uncomfortable, and when she told Ma Yinghua about Chen Meilan, her mood was not high, Ma Yinghua asked clearly, comforted Zhou Lanxiang a few words, patted her hand and promised: "Xiaoxiang, don't worry!" I asked you for help in this matter, and I definitely can't let you be wronged! ”

Ma Yinghua now has a better impression of Zhou Lanxiang, and her title has changed from Lanxiang girl to Xiaoxiang.

Zhou Lanxiang didn't have the heart to do anything else, so she sat at home and embroidered the insoles of the army, and others sewed a red flag and embroidered a five-star or something, she embroidered the words "serving the people" so that the book was printed the same, so rare that Xiaoshan was reluctant to let her send it out: "Sister, keep it for me!" It's so good-looking, it's blind in the shoes! ”

The child found that she was depressed, and kept trying to make her happy, and even moved the pot of half-bloomed daffodils to let her smell it several times.

Zhou Lanxiang was coaxed by him, touched his head and smiled: "If you do well, you have to send it to the People's Liberation Army, we can eat safely and securely, and you can have the opportunity to go to school, which they exchanged for their lives." ”

Xiaoshan has followed Grandpa Han since he was a child, and he knows more about this than ordinary children, so he nodded seriously: "Sister, I know!" You embroider another one, I will burn the stove warmly, let the pole aunt and they also come to our house to embroider, you teach them! ”

Zhou Lanxiang let the children toss, fortunately, Xiaojin was playing furniture in the old house, otherwise it would not be as easy to fool as this.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Lanxiang felt that the beans and dried radishes were almost soaked, so she went to inform Ma Yinghua in the team headquarters in the front yard and called a few clean and neat women to go to the team headquarters to make pickles together.

When the group arrived at the brigade headquarters, they opened the door and saw Chen Meilan and her mother waiting in the kitchen of the brigade headquarters, and the two of them were fishing out the soybeans.

Seeing Ma Yinghua and a few people, Chen Meilan hurriedly greeted her: "Director Ma, Zhou Lanxiang is no longer picky, so I can only find my mother, fortunately, my mother has fried vegetables in the restaurant before, and she is also good at pickling pickles, or this time she will be miserable!" ”