Deng Zhihua wore a big-brimmed hat and snorted.

Song Hongqi noticed the difference in him, and asked with a smile: "Why are you still wearing a hat in the house, and you are not afraid of being bored." ”

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the hospital is also full of festivity, with red Chinese knots hanging on the walls.

Deng Zhihua was wearing a hospital gown and a big-brimmed hat on his head, which did look a little weird.

"It's cold, let's eat first."

Shu Ange opened the thermos bucket, and the aroma of corn rib soup emanated.

Deng Zhihua pressed his hand on the brim of his hat, took a deep breath, and took off his hat, revealing a smooth and fair face.

The cold wind blew on his face, which did not have a trace of stubble, making him very uncomfortable.

"Company Commander Deng is really shaved, he looks so young."

Shu Ange served the soup well and looked at Deng Zhihua with a smile.

He and Song Hongqi have similar temperaments, but there are some differences, the same ambition, but a little more bookish than Song Hongqi.

After carefully observing Deng Zhihua's facial features, Shu Ange speculated the reason why he was reluctant to shave.

The bridge of his nose is quite handsome, his eyes are looking forward to Shenfei, but his cheeks are too round, and he is a little angry when he is thin, and he looks a little baby-faced after he comes back from fat.

"What's the use of a big man looking young, the important thing is to be able to fight."

Deng Zhihua raised his arms and made an elbow strike, and the baby's face showed tenacity.

Somehow, seeing the way he showed off his fists, Shu Ange remembered the wolf's close relative, Erha, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"What are you laughing at, am I funny?"

Deng Zhihua habitually touched his beard, only touching his smooth cheeks.

He shouldn't have shaved!

Deng Zhihua sat down boldly, and his chic movements in the past, coupled with a baby face, always gave people the illusion that children pretended to be adults.

Song Hongqi has a loyal and simple personality, he didn't see Deng Zhihua's awkwardness, and praised with a smile: "Company Commander Deng studied a lot and also went to a military school, which looks different from us rough people." ”

The two have lived in the same ward for so long, and they have learned a lot about each other.

After Deng Zhihua joined the army, he went to a military academy, and after graduation, he joined the Sharp Knife Company and performed major tasks.

"Brother, are you going to go to military school?"

Ever since he was able to get out of bed and feel better, Song Hongqi would always hold a book in his hand to read, sometimes mathematics and sometimes Chinese, as well as some political education and military ideological theories.

Deng Zhihua also reads books, and he reads esoteric books on the research and development and introduction of advanced foreign weapons.

"I'm too old to have much hope of getting into a military school, but it's always good to read more. Sister Shan, you have to study hard and work hard to get into a good university. ”

"Ambition is not old, Commander Song has made such a great contribution. According to the regulations of the army, you can obtain the qualifications to apply for the examination, and you can also enjoy extra points. ”

After Deng Zhihua was thrown into the army, the first thing he did was to familiarize himself with the discipline and regulations of the army.

"Brother, Company Commander Deng said, you can apply for the military academy, you must work hard."

Song Hongqi smiled and didn't say anything to show his determination, he was a calm person and was not good at rhetoric.

After enlisting in the army, Song Hongqi had a dream of military school in his heart.

But his foundation is too poor, and he is usually busy training and performing tasks, so he can only study in his spare time.

This hospitalization and recuperation did not hurt to the top, at least it gave him a chance to go further to school.

On the day Shu Ange returned to H Province, it was rare for the weather to be clear, and Sun Wu carried a large bag and sent her to the train station.

Song Hongqi wanted to go out to see her off, but was stopped by Shu Ange.

He stuffed money into her pocket, but was also refused.

After getting on the train, Shu Ange opened his schoolbag and found a letter stuffed inside and a stack of colorful banknotes.

Song Hongqi's words are strong and powerful, and it can be seen that he has worked hard.

"Sister Hongshan, when I am leaving, I am reluctant to give up my brother, and I feel ashamed ......"

The letter is very long, and it should have been quietly written by Song Hongqi when he was free, carrying Shu Ange on his back.

There are not so many Internet buzzwords these days, and the letters written on red checkered manuscript paper are solemn to read.

In Ward 308, when it was time to eat again, Deng Zhihua was not in a hurry to eat, and stood at the window and muttered: "I don't know if Sister Hongshan's train has left?" ”

"If the train isn't late, it should have already departed."

In the past, every time it was time to eat, Shu Ange always carried a thermos bucket and walked slowly from the family home.

Deng Zhihua often used the excuse of basking in the sun to sit or stand by the window.

Her delicate and small face, like a bouquet of fresh and elegant lilies, with jet-black braids, is playful and lovely.

When she walks, she likes to tiptoe her heels slightly, as if this makes her look taller.

"Let's eat, the food is going to be cold."

Song Hongqi reminded him, Deng Zhihua left the window, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the blandness of the dishes, and missed the "sick meal" in the past even more.

"Company Commander Song, your sister's cooking skills are really good. After eating the food she cooked, the sick meal tasted like chewing wax. ”

Song Hongqi took out a bottle of mushroom beef sauce from the drawer, and said happily: "The food in the hospital is still very delicious, in the countryside, except for the vegetables grown by myself and the chickens and ducks raised, it is difficult to eat other dishes." This is the shiitake mushroom beef sauce made by Hong Shan, and she said we can eat less at a meal. “

The two are in the health period, and they should eat less pickled products and pickles.

"Just brew this bottle of sauce, if our sister needs help in the future, just mention it to me."

Deng Zhihua's ambitious packing ticket, Song Hongqi still just smiled.

The road was bumpy, and when he arrived at H Province, Shu Ange's feet were swollen and his face was full of vegetables, and his feet were on the ground and he just wanted to vomit.

This time I came back just in time for the peak of the Spring Festival, the carriage was crowded and stuffy, and the children cried and the adults were noisy, like a thousand ducks calling together.

Not to mention anything else, she was dragged to the platform by the flow of people even when she got off the train.

There were crowds of people on the platform, Shu Ange carried a backpack on his back and a big bag in his hand, and it was very difficult to walk.

Rao is like this, or she put some bulky things in Province G temporarily, so that Song Hongqi can send them back in the spring.

finally got out of the station, Shu Ange's sideburns were dripping with sweat, and his back was also wet.

She wasn't tired, she was just sweating from the crowd.

"Child, snatch the child, help!"

"Save my child, someone has snatched the child!"

The mournful shouts caused a commotion in the crowd swarming in the square.

It was full of people during the Spring Festival, uniformed police officers maintained order at the entrance and exit of the station, and there were also police patrols in the square.

There were so many people that the mournful cries of the woman and her husband were overwhelmed by the crowd.

Shu Ange looked up and looked around, and found that in the southeast direction, a woman with a big burden on her body and a little girl with pigtails in her hand was sitting on the ground, pointing to the northwest direction and shouting.

Her husband had lost his luggage and was already chasing him northwest.

In recent years, human traffickers are rampant, and they like to hunt for prey at train stations and bus stations.

(It's always tiring, little angels!) }