In the middle of last month, Yue Xiuying and several cadres of the Second Squadron went to Xujiaji to organize the establishment of village power. After the incident, Deputy Squadron Leader Hu Wenqi and Platoon Commander Yu left first because they still had to leave behind to train the militia of the Armed Forces Committee. On the way back, walking in the grass, she didn't expect to step on a flower-skinned green snake, she jumped forward with a scream, and hit Zhu Zhudao's back at once. Zhu Zhudao turned around and caught her. At this time, she looked at Zhu Predao again, and there was something wrong with the eyes of those men. Looking at Zhu Yudao's eyes, her eyes were not quite right.

Neither of them spoke again. Dressed thin on a hot day, a strong arm clutched a round and warm arm, and his throat and eyes fluttered. Yue Xiuying's moon-white homespun cloth gown and Zhu Zhudao's gray coarse cloth military uniform were soaked with sweat in the blink of an eye. After that, I walked next to a melon shed that was the next year. At that time, the new melon seedlings had not yet budded, and the melon fields that could not be seen at a glance were like a green lake, rushing to the distant mountain roots. There was no one in the field, only a steaming sun lingering in the middle of the sky, steaming the green vines and young stamens into a damp fragrance.

Walking and walking, the steps are a little fluttering.

Zhu pre-said and said: "It's a hot day, how about going in and resting?" ”

Yue Xiuying said, "Then go in and rest." ”

The two of them went into the melon shed one after the other. There was a pile of straw in the melon shed, and a broken bamboo mat was spread on the straw, exuding a black shine and the smell of old sweat. It was on that mat that was broken and uneven that a terrifying feat unfolded in a grand manner.

For Zhu Zhudao, that melon shed is undoubtedly the first paradise he encountered in this life. What a thrill and happiness that was! One hot body was next to another, and the melon field turned into a sea of waves in the blink of an eye. The tender melon seedlings all over the ground are crystal green, and the yellow flowers are like stars scattered on the ground. Bees collecting honey and chasing butterflies fly around in front of you. In a dazzled world, they walked into a chaotic world. The sun was dazzling, and the world was filled with a blazing halo. Later, they are pushed into a mysterious world by an invisible hand. Nestled on the broken mat in the melon shed, he couldn't remember what he and Yue Xiuying had said and done, as if they hadn't said anything or done anything, but they seemed to have said everything and done everything. He vaguely remembered that he had put the shell gun on fire and held it in his hand. At that time, Yue Xiuying was not shocked, with a face full of happy expectations, and said dizzily, Captain Zhu, are you going to kill me, why do you want to put on fire? He said I wouldn't kill you, but I wanted to kill myself, I ...... I'm afraid I'm going to ...... Disciplined. Yue Xiuying trembled so much that she was about to cry, and her plump and playful lips seemed to be dyed with pomegranate juice in August. Yue Xiuying said that if we want to commit discipline, we will commit it together, and if we don't say it, it won't be considered a discipline.

After that, he didn't speak, and the two hearts beat together, beating loudly, like ripe melons rolling all over the ground. When a melon hit another melon, the emerald green melon skin was cracked, and a red melon pulp appeared, and he hurriedly rushed towards the cracked melon pulp, and the red melon juice flowed all over the ground......

Oh, what a wonderful thing, this is a battlefield with wider fronts and deeper depths, a battlefield that is both exciting and intoxicating. The difference is that on this battlefield, there is no need to strategize, and there is no need to plan a battle, this battlefield only needs one weapon, that is, passion, and the firing pin that fires passion is a hot heart. On this battlefield, attackers and defenders are allies, victory and defeat are one, fighting and fighting have the same goal, and fighting and occupation march side by side. The smoke of gunpowder floated above the nine heavens, and the waves were surging at the bottom of the heart sea. One waded through the Chu River and drove straight in, one surrounded the Han realm and flooded, one single-handedly penetrated into the hearts of the people, and the other opened an all-encompassing labyrinth cave...... Oh, what a heart-wrenching pleasure.

It wasn't until a long time later that Zhu Zhudao suddenly woke up to the fact that in this world, only people, and only one person can make another person reach this towering realm, and now he understands that the most valuable thing for a man turns out to be a woman.

After the battle, Zhu Zhudao picked up the shell gun, only to find that Yue Xiuying's face was full of tears......

The time of happiness is always short-lived. That happiness is like a sharp plough that ploughs the early ground of lovesickness and longing. After returning to Jiangdianji from Xujiaji that time, Zhu Zhudao didn't dare to see Yue Xiuying again.

Yue Xiuying is still babbling, when she is in a meeting and doing things together, she decorates her face so that she is not inconspicuous, but the matter of falling off the bottom is still impossible to prevent, and someone intentionally or unintentionally makes a joke about her, and the color on her face is very suspiciously red.

Whenever the sun sets and the moon rises, when the big things are done and the small things are done, Zhu Zhudao's heart will walk into a place that is not far away, and walk to the front of that hot early summer......

Oh, the field of golden melon seedlings, the bamboo and melon shed full of red juice, and the artemisia grass swaying left and right in the storm of passion and **, as well as the rippling green and yellow seedling tips and the humid early summer sunshine flowing everywhere...... The deeper the night, the deeper the lovesickness, the louder the snoring of the comrades, the louder the shouts in his heart, the occasional howl in the dream, and the cold sweat when he woke up.