At seven o'clock in the evening, Liu Tuan and Yan Political Commissar arrived on time, and they ordered a pot of Biluochun without drinking, and chatted happily while eating the special spicy dishes in the old store.

Ye Jian, who was in a good mood, was a little depressed at this time, Liu Tuan had already chosen to change jobs, and when all the work in hand was handed over, he took off his military uniform and left.

The appointment order of the strict political commissar has been down a year ago, and he went to the Linchuan Military Region to take up his post after the 15th day of the first lunar month.

This meal is actually a farewell meal, and Ye Jian ate a little without knowing the taste.

"The three of us have known each other for ten years, and it was not the previous regiment commander who was just transferred to Fujun Town to receive me, but Lao Chen. At that time, Lao Chen had only been in Fujun Town for two years. Liu Tuan took a sip of the hot tea with a strong aroma, and his resolute face, which had seen the wind and frost, had deep memories of the past.

He sighed: "Time flies so fast, ten years in the blink of an eye, too fast, too fast." Thinking about it now, it seems like yesterday. Lao Chen, you were wearing a set of semi-new Chinese clothes, holding two textbooks in your hands, and your hair was still stained with dust, and you hurriedly appeared in front of me. When you come up, you apologize, saying that you forgot the time in class. ”

"I didn't just wonder at the time, I thought that a soldier from the army should have come to pick me up in the mountains, but I didn't expect a teacher to come."

Fujun Town Middle School is an oil depot transfer station for north-south fuel logistics support, and its importance is self-evident.

Principal Chen, who is the caretaker of the oil depot, naturally needs to meet with the newly appointed head of the regiment immediately, and at that time, a teacher asked for a temporary leave, so he substituted for a class, and when he arrived, the head of the regiment had already arrived.

There are endless words to say about recalling the past, and Principal Chen, who sighed, said, "Yes, it didn't take long for Lao Yan to arrive after picking you up." I still remember that at that time, the two of you always disagreed on the management of the army, and I, a teacher, had to run into the mountains every once in a while to make adjustments. After almost half a year of running-in, the two of you stopped. ”

There is also Uncle Gen, he often advises you, and some times persuade him to get angry at his old man's house.

That time happened to teach the recruits to adjust their guns, and when I heard that you were making trouble again, the uncle didn't say a word, picked up a "eighty-one bar" and rushed in, put the gun on the table, and said angrily, "Do you two boys have to make trouble until you have to solve one of them?" Okay, I'll fulfill you, rock, scissors, and paper will win or lose! ”

The past is vivid, but the root uncle who taught them back then has passed away.

From the Loess Plateau, Liu Tuan, who was dressed in iron bones, wiped the moist corners of his eyes, sighed heavily, and had a deep melancholy, he forced a smile on his face, and took over Principal Chen's words, "I later told Lao Yan that the first-class sergeant Changfa Wei is really different from ordinary people, and he still plays with rock, scissors, and paper, and treats us as three-year-old children." ”

Lao Yan replied to me coldly, "In his old man's eyes, aren't you and me just three-year-old children?" ", I was happy when I heard it, and I haven't fought with Lao Yan since then, even if there is a dispute, it is silently resolved behind the back of the cadres in the regiment."

"I'm northerner, rugged and straightforward. Lao Yan is a southerner, delicate, and he speaks in a roundabout way, not to mention how annoying he is. Hahaha, I was tired of it at the time, and I couldn't wait to go to the military region to quarrel and transfer him away, so as not to be in the way of my eyes. ”

The corners of Political Commissar Yan's eyes were also a little moist, and he quietly raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes when he lowered his head to drink tea, and then looked at Commander Liu with a look of disgust, "Each other, I still wanted to remove you, a rough man who doesn't know where to go, and I won't be surnamed Yan." ”