In just over a month, the Chinese New Year will be. In the past two days, Zhang Yulan has been very busy, the reason is that because of war preparations, all border guards will not go home to visit relatives this year, and Zhang Yulan, who misses her eldest son, decided to go to the Tasti outpost to visit relatives, and not long ago she received a reply letter from Zeng Xiangjun, saying that the leaders of the unit had agreed that she had agreed to take Zeng Xiangyang to visit relatives at the outpost.

In the past two days, it happened to be winter vacation, and she hurried to prepare the things she brought to her eldest son. decided to take Zeng Xiangyang to the outpost, because he wanted this most uneasy little son to feel the environment his brother was in, show up to receive education, and also hope that the "little hero" could not float, but should be down-to-earth, like his brother, and be a useful person to the country!

At this moment, thousands of miles away at the Tasti outpost. Zeng Xiangjun is using the black soil dug from more than ten kilometers away to reinforce the bottom of the small poplar tree, several veterans have said, this winter is colder than in previous years, look at the thin trunk of the small tree, a weak look, Zeng Xiangjun always wants to strengthen it, now the windbreak wall is not only frontal, the left and right sides have also been built up by comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms often say, it is okay to eat one less meal, but it is not okay to see the "mother tree" every day!

Zeng Xiangjun cultivated the last handful of black soil, looked at the "mother tree", and silently recited in his heart: "I hope that my mother and younger brother will arrive at the outpost safely as soon as possible!"

Finally, three days later, the mother and brother arrived at the outpost. On this day, the outpost is equivalent to a holiday, the officers and soldiers are welcomed, the instructor, platoon commander, and political commissar stand at the front of the welcome team, Zhang Yulan and Zeng Xiangyang were shocked by this battle, Zhang Yulan was at a loss, Xiang Wenhua stepped forward, saluted Zhang Yulan, held Zhang Yulan's hand with both hands, and said quietly: "Thank you for cultivating a good son, a good soldier, on behalf of the forty-three people in the Tusti outpost, welcome your arrival!" The crowd erupted in thunderous applause.

Zhang Yulan was speechless with excitement, at this time, Li Wei stepped forward with a smile, saluted, and said: "I am platoon commander Li Wei, thank you for sending the 'mother tree' to our outpost, so that we can always feel the warmth of the motherland and our relatives in this desolate and cold place!"

"What 'mother tree'?" Zhang Yulan looked at her eldest son standing opposite in confusion.

Zeng Xiangjun came to his mother and told him the origin of the "Mother Tree", and Zhang Yulan smiled knowingly.

Zhu Zhi stepped forward, also saluted, and said: "I am political commissar Zhu Zhi, and now I officially announce that after the study of the party organization, Comrade Zeng Xiangjun will be a reserve party member of the Communist Party of China, and at the same time appointed as the deputy squad leader of the third class!" The crowd burst into applause.

A soldier about the same age as Zeng Xiangjun stepped forward and presented Zhang Yulan with a special bouquet of flowers, which were made of canned food boxes, bullet shells, and fruit candy wrappers. Zeng Xiangyang, who was standing next to him, was deeply moved by this scene, and his young heart planted the seed of learning from his brother.

Everyone hugged Zhang Yulan, and came to the canteen like the moon, and today to eat dumplings, everyone worked together to wrap dumplings together. Zhang Yulan took off her coat, tied her apron, and rolled out the dumpling wrappers with the cooking squad leader. The cafeteria was full of laughter, and everyone seemed to have celebrated the New Year in advance!

Zhang Yulan finished rolling out the dumpling skin, and wrapped the dumplings with the soldiers, she made dumplings while chatting with the soldiers, and the joyful atmosphere surrounded the entire outpost.

The little poplar tree outside the window, which is under key protection, rustles in the night breeze, as if singing a happy song!