In accordance with the requirements of the higher authorities, the guerrillas in the small mountain villages decided to transfer some of their backbone forces and set up a group of advanced soldiers to ensure grain during the autumn harvest and rush to the areas where grain is most needed to carry out the task of ensuring grain during the autumn harvest. This task naturally fell to Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu, because they had carried out the tasks of the special operations team for a period of time, and they had rich experience and super ability to fight independently.

Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu still share the duties of the leader and deputy leader of the newly formed Autumn Harvest Grain Protection Pioneer Team, which is still composed of five people, no different from the previous special operations team, and the team members are Ah Zi, Dazhi and Da Er.

After a brief farewell, Qiao Xiaojing and they set off in a carriage in the village under the arrangement of the political commissar.

Don't cross the small mountain village, don't cross the willow tree, don't cross the small bridge outside the village, Qiao Xiaojing embarked on a new journey......

The carriage was busy, and in a trance, Qiao Xiaojing returned to the scene that happened on the way to Zhi'an Town for the first time after leaving the small mountain village: there was a loud noise, the heavens and the earth shook, and everyone was shocked, only to see the stone egg smiling, flying into the air, and then disappearing.

The five warriors, including Qiao Xiaojing, all stood still, they all understood what this earth-shattering noise portended, and they all stared at the direction of the loud noise with deep eyes, and stood silently for three minutes, as a way to greet the stone egg soaring from heaven.

Before leaving, everyone collectively saluted the stone egg, all of them pursed their mouths at that moment, tears rolled in their eyes, the big man sighed, picked up the machine gun and prepared to shoot at the sky, and Dazhi on crutches grabbed him tightly. All the people are like their relatives have died, their hearts are heavy, their thoughts are condensed, and it seems that the heavens and the earth have been condensed.

Everyone knows that as long as the team moves a little, the devils not far away will chase after them, and the sacrifice of the stone egg will become meaningless.

"Poor man, please forgive us! We can only let you lie in the barren mountains and mountains, and we can't collect your corpse, let alone bury your corpse......" Qiao Xiaojing looked up at Changtian and finished saying this sentence with a bite of her mouth.

After sacrificing the stone eggs to get rid of the entanglement of the devils, the team left the gloomy woods with a heavy heart......

"Team Leader Qiao, you can only send it here, you can't go any further. The coachman interrupted Qiao Xiaojing's thoughts.

Qiao Xiaojing understood that they had already arrived at the main road, and for the safety of the guerrillas in the small mountain village and the safety of the coachman, they should abandon the car and walk.

Although it was very difficult to climb mountains and mountains and wade through mountains and rivers along the way, they did not encounter devils or thieves, Qiao Xiaojing and they traveled 140 miles in three days and successfully arrived at their destination.

After arriving at their destination, it seemed that a hand capable of controlling everything was pulling Qiao Xiaojing and them behind the scenes, and Qiao Xiaojing and they quickly got in touch with the local guerrilla forces, and the whole process went unexpectedly smoothly.

For those who have experienced the baptism of war and experienced the test of life and death, before the war is over, smooth sailing often indicates that danger lurks. Including Qiao Xiaojing, everyone was puzzled that things were going too well, and they all suspected that they might have fallen into the trap set by the enemy, but time has seriously proved that this time, it was their nerves that were too sharp.

Half a month has passed, and everything is running in an orderly manner according to Qiao Xiaojing's expected trajectory.

"It will take some time for the autumn harvest work, why don't you go home and take a look?" One day at noon, Cuiyu, who was doing research outside, came back, she briefly reported her work, and suddenly thought that Qiao Xiaojing's house was not far from here, so she started to do ideological work.

"I want to go back," Qiao Xiaojing sighed, fell into deep thought, and after about a quarter of an hour, she stood up and walked to the window, looking out of the window with scattered eyes, almost talking to herself, "I want to go to see the old lady, but I'm afraid to go back......"

Early the next morning, Qiao Xiaojing, who was full of contradictions, still set foot on the way home.

In late autumn, the Loess Plateau has shown vicissitudes. The yellowed grass is always mixed with uneven layers of dry plants, like patches of psoriasis growing on the skin.

The wind blew slowly, as if it had exhausted its strength from spring to summer, but the dust seemed to have lost its fulcrum, rising with the wind, and from time to time it would raise the head of the rebellion, and the smell of loess came to the nostrils.

Qiao Xiaojing used her hand to cover the flying dust, full of sorrow, raised her eyes to look at the endless and tortuous dirt slope, and the sorrow in her heart seemed to be draped on this cross-cutting hillside.

Coming to the top of the mountain, Qiao Xiaojing stopped, half-squatted, took a few deep breaths of cool breeze, put one hand on his eyebrows to hide the dazzling sun, and fanned the wind back and forth with one hand, taking a break.

Looking at it closely, the undulating mountains in front of you are like dancing skirts, one by one skirts stretch out into the distance in a staggered manner, and the ravines are like a winding dragon passing between the mountains.

Qiao Xiaojing never thought that it would be such a beautiful thing to look at the endless mountains from the top of the mountain.

Everything in front of her is so natural, pure and true, indifferent and quiet, I don't know how many times better than life under the hustle and bustle! Qiao Xiaojing sighed at this, and a scene suddenly flashed in her mind, just a shot, a fleeting shot, but it made her suddenly fall into remorse and pain, she bit her lip and shook her head, with a wry smile on her face.

Originally, Qiao Xiaojing didn't want to recall the past, especially those unbearable pasts, but those pasts that broke her heart were like growing feet, and they would pop up if she wasn't careful. She thought that her stepfather Liu Ma had personally cut off her beautiful visions for the future when she was waiting to be released, and let her fall into a gloomy abyss, refusing the sun to shine into her heart......

From that moment on, Qiao Xiaojing's young soul had a brand that she thought was unclean, and fate intertwined her again and again on those points that even she could not perceive or even control, wantonly destroying without mercy.

Originally, time could heal her wounds, make her quiet, become simple, let her heart rekindle the flame of longing for life, let her see the light, let her feel her own worth, let her know the role of her life, let her also know that time is like a white horse passing by and never returning, and the wonder of life comes from continuous pursuit. However, whenever she is full of enthusiasm and courage, it is when she is deep in the thorny jungle. She looked around, but she couldn't see the end ahead, and she couldn't find the way to come...... Qiao Xiaojing thought: "A woman from a good family has become a plaything shuttling between the lights and wine, without shame, without face, and even almost lost her conscience. Can anyone tell me what path I have taken and why I have taken it?"

People are all passers-by of time, but their positions and postures in front of time are different!

"What kind of posture I am, like a clown, is destined to be a joke that makes people cry after reading. After so many years, why these things are still as clear as ever, why do they pop up involuntarily and linger. Qiao Xiaojing sat on the top of the mountain, the chaotic thoughts in his mind were like movie shots, one picture after another, repeating, excessive, his eyes were dim, he felt a little weak, and he felt a bit of true qi rushing in his chest. The unhappiness of the past gathered together, and now it appeared in front of her, annoying her, but it was not under her control.

"I've become a thirty-year-old woman," Qiao Xiaojing suddenly thought, "If my mother asks me about marriage, how should I answer? How should I answer...... Hmph, forget it, getting married and starting a family is not something I am blessed to enjoy. ”

Qiao Xiaojing casually thought of several men who had broken into her life--- stepfather Liu Ma who ruined her life's happiness, Qiao Shuangxi who was a little silly but made her feel at ease, the despicable and shameless Principal Yan, the kind and backward Teacher Wang, and the inferior Suzuki Shaozuo......

Qiao Xiaojing, Qiao Xiaojing, for you, a husband has become an unattainable luxury, and the funny thing is that there is no shortage of men in your life, but none of the men who have been free from your body are not coveting your body...... Qiao Xiaojing thought of this and snorted angrily, and the voice trembled in the valley.

"Such a good sister can't see it/Such a long braid can't reach the sky/Such a good sister can't see it/Such a big pot can't put down two grains of rice/Such a strong fire can't heat you/Three rocks and two bricks/What kind of person makes me upset......" The melodious song of the fellow came not far away, which was not sad at all in the wind, but very warm.

This song interrupted Qiao Xiaojing's thoughts, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the song, she didn't see anything, except for the endless mountain tops not far away--- this is the top of the mountain that is infected by the song, this is the top of the mountain that is easy to ignore but always makes people's hearts start, her body trembled involuntarily.

Life brings suffering, not to make people remember it, but to make people more determined to pursue happiness. Fortunately, in recent years, I have finally lived a different life--- no matter how difficult this is the transformation, no matter how rugged and difficult the road is, I have finally come over, I can straighten my back and say: I no longer have to hide from other people's eyes, I don't have to hide in the corner to feel the pain of cold.

Qiao Xiaojing stood up and walked down the mountain. After walking for an hour, I saw smoke rising not far away.

"Arrived, Qiaojia Village, Qiaojia Village in front, almost home, almost to the home where I wanted to come back many times but only returned after more than ten years. She was so excited that she could already feel the warm smoke coming at her, and the wisps of smoke wafting from her own kitchen, seemed to welcome her, the prodigal son who had not returned for a long time, and she felt the smoke grinning at her, quiet and peaceful.

On the edge of the river, a few women were washing clothes on the stone slabs, and their swaying figures were reflected in the clear water, and in the grass by the river, a cow was grazing carelessly, and from time to time he swept his back with his tail and raised his head to "moo" Calling twice, it seemed very leisurely, and the simple villagers were holding all kinds of farm tools in their arms, leaving the village and returning to the village, which made Qiao Xiaojing feel a little uncomfortable, she wanted to go forward to greet her parents and fellow villagers many times, but when she really wanted to take two steps faster and really wanted to open her mouth to speak, she muttered in her heart, and even showed some timidity, so she had to slow down, lower her head, and pretend not to see.

This may be what the ancients called "closer to home, more timid, dare not ask people"!