It's going to be the New Year in about a month, and my brother is finally back!

Zeng Xiangyang came back from school and saw a tall black and thin soldier sitting on the dining table in the living room, talking to his parents.

"Brother, you're back!" Zeng Xiangyang jumped up

He hugged his brother, carefully and solemnly, looked at his brother, who was about to be eighteen years old, now dark and thin, his face and hands were covered with chilblains, and he looked at it suddenly, saying that he was 40 years old, and people believed him, holding his brother's hand full of calluses and scars, his eyes suddenly became wet.

"It's time to eat!" Zeng Xianghong, who was wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen, and her sister's cooking skills were indeed better than her mother's.

"Drinking?" Zeng Zhiwen asked his eldest son

"The outpost is located on the plateau, the cold and wind are strong, and the coldest in winter reaches minus 40 degrees. Zeng Xiangjun replied solemnly

Zhang Yulan silently took out a bottle of Yili Daqu from the cabinet, which was prepared for the New Year, and at the same time put two wine glasses, filled the wine for her husband and eldest son, and poured orange water for herself, her eldest daughter and younger son, and said: "Today we will count the New Year, have a reunion dinner!"

During the banquet, the atmosphere was very good, Zeng Xiangjun became the center, and drank all the bottles of wine with his father, Zhang Yulan wanted to stop it several times, but Zeng Zhiwen hinted with his eyes not to stop it, his son didn't drink a drop of wine before joining the army, and now he has half a pound of belly, and his face does not change, which is really incredible!

"Brother, how have you spent this year?" Zeng Xiangyang finally couldn't help but ask

Zeng Zhiwen and Zhang Yulan looked at each other, in fact, after the eldest son came back, the two of them always wanted to ask, but they didn't want to hear the things that made them sad.

Zeng Xiangjun put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked out the window, the snow was falling outside the house, and it was another heavy snowfall!

"In the first three months of joining the army, we were transported to a plateau training base, the terrain and environment are similar to those of the Tasti outpost, starting with queues, internal affairs, and physical training, followed by military theory, shooting, bomb throwing and other military skills training, 10 kilometers of rapid march, night training, and learning the basic terms of Russian, Uygur, and Kazakh. In three months, my meal can be 5 steamed buns and 3 bowls of porridge, and my body has become stronger. Zeng Xiangjun said this, his face was solemn, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one very skillfully, and just wanted to light a match and light a cigarette, when he suddenly remembered something, stopped his movements, and looked at his parents.

Zhang Yulan's mouth was wide open, stunned there, Zeng Zhiwen's expression was complicated, he was a doctor, he knew that smoking was very harmful, and he also hated smoking, looking at the cigarette in his eldest son's hand, he swallowed back what he wanted to say!

"Brother, you still learned to smoke!" Zeng Xiangyang broke the embarrassment

Zeng Xiangjun smiled bitterly and explained: "Life at the outpost is boring and monotonous, and as soon as the call rings in the morning, get up and wash, eat breakfast, change the guard and patrol, eat at noon, study politics in the afternoon, change the guard and patrol, eat at night, change the guard and sleep!"

Zeng Zhiwen waved his hand and asked Zeng Xianghong to make a cup of strong tea for his eldest son, and Zeng Xiangjun took the cigarette back.

"Smoke less, smoking is not good for your health, you drink tea, sober up, drink less wine, drink too much and hurt your body!" Zhang Yulan couldn't help but nag.

Zeng Xiangjun agreed, and continued to talk about the outpost

"Our outpost was just built, it was built on a stone mountain, around 10 kilometers there is no grass, are bare stone mountains, water has to be transported 15 kilometers away, each person can only get a kettle of water every day, brushing teeth, washing our faces, we can save the province, the summer water is the most difficult, sometimes the water is broken, we go to the Baruch Mountain snow line above the risk of avalanche to pick ice and snow back to melt, two months ago, and I a group of Chen Hongbing in the second class because of the snow picking, suffered an avalanche sacrifice, I also went at the time, Seeing him buried in the snow, two months passed, and we went to dig up his body every day, but we couldn't find it. At this, he choked up and couldn't go on.