Chapter 45 A handkerchief resists feelings

One

The head of the regiment returned to the militia and devoted himself physically and mentally to the work of the militia. For his parents and his new wife, he has long been left behind. He was pondering about the affairs of the militia group, the development of the militia, the construction of the militia, how the militia can grow, how to carry out its work more effectively, etc., when suddenly, Tang Liang broke his thoughts with a report. "Please come in!" Tang Liang walked in and saluted and said, "The head of the regiment is back?" ”

"I'm back." Obviously, Tang Liang didn't know that the head of the regiment had gone home to get married. Because the head of the regiment did a good job of self-confidentiality, he didn't tell anyone the real purpose of going home, but just asked for leave to say that he had something to go home to deal with. Therefore, no one knew about his marriage, and everyone in the militia mistakenly thought that the head of the regiment had gone home to deal with things. Tang Liang came to see the head of the regiment, and the head of the regiment looked at Tang Liang and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Yes."

The head of the regiment asked: "What's the matter, let's talk about it!" ”

Tang Liang replied excitedly: "You are not here, I will accept a member of the militia group." ”

"Ah, that's a good thing. Do you know the details of his situation? ”

"According to reliable sources, he is a poor baby, because he did not make a living and was introduced to the militia by the ferryman Lao Song, he is extremely poor, looking at this person is shrewd and capable, and he is very developed."

"Really? If so, you've done a great job. ”

Tang Liang said: "Regiment leader, it's not me who has made a great contribution, it is the ferrying old Song who has made a great contribution, it is his sharp eyes that know people, have you seen this person?" ”

The head of the regiment said happily: "Of course I want to see you!" Quick, bring him in, I want to see this shrewd and destitute boy. And inform him about our future and the future of the vigilante group. ”

"Yes!" Tang Liang turned around with the leader's mind. He said to Xiao Yong, a newcomer to the militia group: "Wu Xiaoyong, you come with me." ”

Xiao Yong was startled by Tang Liang's call, he didn't know what mistake he had made, let alone that he had violated the militia order, he followed Tang Liang with an uneasy heart.

Two

"Ah, you're the new Wu Xiaoyong?" The regiment commander asked him with a smile on his face, the regiment commander's smiling face, and the regiment commander's affinity eliminated all Wu Xiaoyong's worries and uneasiness, and his restraint was also swept away. What was revealed immediately was his own bodybuilding simplicity. He replied relaxedly, "Yes, I'm Wu Xiaoyong!" The head of the regiment looked this unusual poor boy up and down, and saw that his eyes were wise and bright, his body and mind were calm, and his words were sonorous. The head of the regiment looked at the new militia member with joy in his heart, and whispered to himself: "It's a good seedling, it's a good piece of steel." I'm going to forge him well and sharpen him into a true militia fighter. He looked at Wu Xiaoyong and praised himself in a low voice. Then he asked, "Who are you in your family?" ”

"Dad is the only one in the family."

"Where's your mother?"

"My mother died young, and my mother left no memory in my heart."

The head of the regiment thought: "This is a bitter child, a veritable poor baby." Then he asked, "Are you from that village?" How do you know about vigilante organizations? Why did you come to join the militia organization? ”

Xiao Yong said, "I am from Takeda Village. Because my family was poor, I traveled back and forth to Heshang Town every day in order to make a living and find a job, and when I passed by the canal ferry, the old man saw my predicament and asked: 'With such a family background, it is not easy to make a living, would you like to join the militia organization?' I don't know anything about the militia organization, I don't know what it is or what it does. It was the ferryman who told me: 'The militia organizations are dedicated to fighting the Japanese invaders, corrupt officials, and local tyrants and gentry, and are designed to work for the happiness of the common people and the poor. When I heard the boatman say that the militia organization was dedicated to fighting the Japanese invaders and the local tyrants and inferior gentry, and that it was designed to work for the happiness of the common people and the poor, I was very happy to hear this, and said without hesitation: 'I will participate, and I am willing to join the militia organization.' 'I joined the militia organization, not only to fight the Japanese invaders, but also to fight corrupt officials, local tyrants and inferior gentry, to speak and do things for the poor, this is not only a good thing, but also temper myself, why don't I do it? So he said, 'I am willing, I will participate.' Under the guidance of the ferryman, he went straight to the militia. With the determination and confidence to join the militia group, take root in the militia group, and do a good job in the affairs of the militia group, he has devoted his whole life to the work of the militia group. ”

The head of the regiment listened to his gushing words and placed high hopes on him. He said: "Okay, since you have come and you are so determined, in the future, you must not only actively participate in study and training in the militia group, but also set strict demands on yourself, and only in this way can you forge yourself into a qualified militia member." ”

Three.

The commander's multifaceted advice, Xiao Yong's self-discipline, and his own excellence made him quickly adapt to the life of the militia and become the leader of the militia. He participated in militia activities and learned culture at the same time. After a period of study and training in the militia group, he not only enriched himself, but also learned knowledge; He not only understood the revolutionary truth, but also tempered his own will. At a young age, he has become an indispensable backbone member of the militia group. But the intense study and training did not stop him from missing Yingge. He took missing Yingge as the motivation for his hard work. As long as he has leisure, the description of Yingge will fill his mind. The fluttering of thoughts forced him to take out a handkerchief to soothe his heart. In the middle of the night when the moon was high and the night was like day, longing deprived Xiao Yong of sleep. When he saw that all the brothers in the room were snoring like thunder, he secretly took out the handkerchief, a token of love given to him by Yingge, and looked at the moonlight with great attention; Sniff deeply. He looked over and over again, sniffed again and again. This move was fully seen by Tang Liang, who was still asleep with a lot of thoughts. He watched Wu Xiaoyong's obsessive behavior through the moonlight. He thought: "Why does Wu Xiaoyong appreciate and obsess over a small handkerchief so much? Why do you watch it over and over again? Why do you keep sniffing again and again? What's the mystery here? What does what he did? He asked himself, he didn't know, he just secretly stared, watched quietly, and buried what he saw deep in his heart, and did not publicize it to the public. Since then, Tang Liang has had more thoughts. Whenever the bright moon hung in the air in the dead of night, he faced Wu Xiaoyong but squinted and pretended to sleep, secretly peeking at Wu Xiaoyong's movements.

Wu Xiaoyong had the first time to peek at the handkerchief and sniff the handkerchief, and he didn't know it, but he gradually grew bolder, and he secretly took out the handkerchief again when he couldn't resist the hunger and thirst of missing Yingge, and his actions were captured by Tang Liang's eyes again, and were remembered by Tang Liang one by one in his heart again. Once, it was another full moon night. Wu Xiaoyong, who was suffering from the torture of longing, had to take out his handkerchief again, look at the bright moonlight like day over and over again, and then blindfold his eyes with a handkerchief to meditate, meditating on what he was thinking, hoping for, and thinking. And this meditation, this thought, hope, and thought, it is difficult to resist his hunger and thirst for missing Yingge. He was about to sniff the handkerchief together again when a big hand fell out of thin air and snatched the handkerchief away. His contemplative heart was suddenly shocked, "Hey, what's going on?" Why is my handkerchief missing? How did it disappear? Is it God? Or is it magic? The people were asleep, and he didn't dare to shout, let alone disturb others to look around, but he lay quietly and rolled his eyes and looked around softly. The brothers in the same room all snored loudly, and the sound was like thunder. And Tang Liang grabbed the handkerchief and was secretly happy in his heart, motionless, he covered up his thunderous actions with snoring like thunder. At this time, Xiao Yongjing listened to the snoring one after another and the dreams of all the sleeping people, and asked himself in his heart: "Strange, where is my handkerchief?" How does it evaporate instantly? Is it melted by air? It was swallowed by an invisible ghost? Or abandoned me and floated to her...... "He didn't know, just thought hard, thought endlessly, guessed endlessly. This night, he had no sleep, his eyes open, meditating on the strangeness of the handkerchief, and the mystery of the moment when the handkerchief disappeared. He pondered, speculated.