The radio band was finally repaired, and the long antenna received the signal in the left and right shaking of the pier, and after the stabbing sound, it sounded in the living room of the Liang family:

-- 'The typhoon landed on Crescent Island on 3 July, with a wind force of about 9, causing damage to houses and trees on Crescent Island and surrounding counties, villages, and villages, and the soldiers of Unit 625 worked together to fight the disaster and rescue the disaster, and the passage of the typhoon did not cause deaths, but injured 189 people, all of whom were sent to hospitals. ’

Among the soldiers who were injured this time was Political Commissar Liang.

When Feng Xiuhui received the news, she almost didn't stand firm, but fortunately, Xiao Zhang, a communications soldier, added that there was no major problem, but she was hit in the leg by a broken coconut tree when she was saving people, and she just had to recuperate for a month.

Jian Lu helped Feng Xiuhui make chicken soup and accompanied her to lead Dunzi to the military health hospital to visit Political Commissar Liang.

In the past few months, she has eaten and lived at Liang's house, and she has been living like relatives with the family of three, and when she heard the news of Political Commissar Liang's injury, she was naturally very worried.

On the registration at the gate post of Unit 625, led by Xiao Zhang, a communications soldier of Liang Haisheng, the three of them went to the health hospital.

"Look, let's just say that I couldn't sleep a few nights ago, and my left eyelid jumped after my right eyelid jumped, and something really happened."

On the way, Feng Xiuhui was still uneasy, and she wouldn't be relieved if she didn't see anyone.

Jian Lu carried the chicken soup lunch box and comforted her, "Sister Xiuhui, it's okay, Xiao Zhang won't say it, Commissar Liang is not seriously injured, don't freak yourself out." ”

Xiao Zhang, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, also followed to help, "Sister-in-law, there is really no big problem with Political Commissar Liang, but I am worried that you will not worry about him, so I must remember to tell you clearly." Political Commissar Liang said that Gai Ming'er would be able to go to the ground. ”

"How dare he?" When Feng Xiuhui heard this, she immediately erected thorns all over her body, "Is your leg injured and you still fall to the ground?" I don't think he wants that leg anymore. ”

Several people rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

The military health center is a long, three-story building, and Liang Haisheng is now living in a second-floor ward.

Jian Lu followed Xiao Zhang, looking at the hospital in the 70s, filled with the strong smell of disinfectant water, the lower part of the walls was painted with green paint, and there were long benches outside the ward.

"Political Commissar Liang, sister-in-law has arrived!"

Feng Xiuhui saw Liang Haisheng lying on the hospital bed at a glance, and hurriedly rushed forward to check his injured leg.

"What's going on? Seriously not? ”

As soon as Liang Haisheng finished talking to the soldier in the next bed about his heroic rescue experience, his daughter-in-law and son, whom he had not seen for several days, suddenly came in. It's all small injuries. ”

Political Commissar Liang, who had seen a rain of bullets on the battlefield, really didn't take this injury seriously, but this remark aroused Feng Xiuhui's dissatisfaction, "Still a little injured? How many injuries have you suffered over the years? You don't think being hit by a tree is not an injury, do you? I see what you will do when you get old, don't come to me when you are in pain and lame! ”

The puffed daughter-in-law was angry, and Political Commissar Liang looked at the soldier on the bed next to him, and then at Xiao Zhang, a communications soldier, coughed lightly, pulled the hem of his daughter-in-law's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, can't I?" This outsider is here, you save me some face. ”

"Face?" Feng Xiuhui just raised her voice, but she pressed it down again, still saving some face for her man left and right, and if she had anything to say, she still went home and said, and just sat on the side of the hospital bed, "Then you give me a good care of my injuries, don't jump around blindly." ”

"Of course! You can rest assured. ”

"Dad, Dad, drink chicken soup quickly, we'll make it for you." Dunzi has also seen his father injured, the child doesn't know so much, he only knows that the injury will hurt, he doesn't want his father to be in pain, he has to make up for it quickly.

"Okay, let's know how to hurt Dad."

Jian Lu, who was carrying a chicken soup lunch box, smiled at Political Commissar Liang, "Political Commissar Liang, sister-in-law is worried about you, so hurry up and borrow half a chicken for you to stew, you drink a bowl of supplements." ”

As soon as the lid of the aluminum lunch box was lifted, the fresh aroma of chicken soup filled the ward.

Feng Xiuhui is not a miser, there is still a wounded person in the ward, she sends a bowl of chicken soup to the wounded next to her, and the rest is all for her man, watch him drink it.

That night, several people stayed in the ward for a long time, and Liang Haisheng talked a lot about the disaster relief work after the typhoon passed.

"This time, the typhoon came quickly, and I didn't monitor it, otherwise we could have prepared in advance. Fortunately, the wind was lighter than before, and many people were injured and their lives were saved. ”

"By the way, Lao Cheng and Lao Xu don't know what's going on." He separated from Cheng Zheng and Xu Lang for the next two days, and did not see each other again until he was injured and sent to the hospital.

"Chief of Staff Xu went home in the morning, he had nothing to do, and he talked to Yuhe for a while." Feng Xiuhui covered the quilt for the man again, and then said, "I just don't know what happened to Captain Cheng?" We couldn't get into the single dormitory. ”

Ahem.

When Jian Lu heard this, she muttered softly, "Captain Cheng is fine, don't worry." ”

Hey~

When Liang Haisheng, Feng Xiuhui and Dunzi heard this, they all turned their heads to look at Jian Lu.

"Lulu, how do you know? Head Cheng didn't come to the family home. "Feng Xiuhui has been in the courtyard all day, and Jian Lu has not been separated from herself, how can this person know Cheng Zheng's movements?

Jian Lu's face flushed, remembering the scene in the middle of the night, "He came to me in the early hours of the morning. ”

"This kid! Ouch! Liang Haisheng was so excited that he wanted to straighten up, but he forgot about his injured leg, and almost hurt his leg, and he gasped in pain.

"Die, you! I told you not to move, don't move, your legs hurt you, what are you moving? When people talk about someone, what are you excited about? Feng Xiuhui is full of firepower, and it is rare to be strong when it comes to the safety and health of her man.

Liang Haisheng, who had been counted down, didn't dare to fight back, only stretched his neck and said excitedly, "How can I not be excited!" Cheng Zheng, this kid can still do things like going to see the object in the middle of the night, okay, good, it really has the style of my year~"

When Liang Haisheng and Feng Xiuhui were with each other, they had a tryst late at night, but they didn't expect that now they are better than blue, and Cheng Zheng can still go in the middle of the night.

"It's okay, just wait until everyone is done now."

In the middle of the night, Feng Xiuhui insisted on staying to take care of Liang Haisheng, and asked Jianlu to go home with Dunzi, who was reluctant to say goodbye to her parents and followed Aunt Lulu home.

In the next few days, Cheng Zheng and Xu Lang were busy rebuilding after the typhoon, but fortunately the wind was smaller than before, and the damage was not too serious.

The first thing was to confiscate his wine.

The most beloved wine was gone, and Political Commissar Liang was seriously sad for a few days, and he could only comfort his wounded heart by talking about Cheng Zheng's object, and he must tell Xu Lang about Cheng Zheng's finding a partner in the middle of the night.

Jian Lu's supply and marketing cooperative's work was also put on hold because of the typhoon until Li Jihong's sister-in-law informed her that she would resume business next Monday and go to work again.

Career starts soon, but what about your love?

Oh, love he's still busy.

That's right, after confirming the relationship with Cheng Zheng, Jian Lu hasn't seen him for a whole week. Well, she hasn't gotten married yet, and she's already married to the life of a military wife ahead of schedule.

Today, life has returned to normal everywhere, and even the row of coconut trees outside the family home has been replanted and stands tall in front of the door.

The Liang family was preparing dinner, Feng Xiuhui was busy in the kitchen, Jian Lu was teaching Dunzi to write, and Liang Haisheng was lying on the sofa with one injured leg on the armrest of the sofa, and he was lying on the sofa reading the newspaper with a broken heart.

"Hui'er, you can eat as much as you want, don't bother too much, be careful and tired." Political Commissar Liang found out that since he was injured, his daughter-in-law and son had changed their ways to make up for their bodies, and they did not want to rest for a moment.

"It's so simple, don't worry, I'll give you some grass."

"It's good to eat grass." Liang Haisheng knew that this person was talking back, "Come to a cold weed, I can also make a bowl of rice, do you believe it?" ”

"You're poor, you."

"Why don't you add another dish?" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded outside the house.

Jian Lu was the first to react, and suddenly looked up at the door, where Cheng Zheng, dressed in a navy uniform, appeared at the door, carrying a net bag in his hand, and walked in energetically.

Seeing Jian Lu in the room at a glance, Cheng Zheng smiled and strode in, stopping in front of Jian Lu.

"I'm back."

Jian Lu didn't have time to put away the smile in her eyes, and only nodded slightly, "Are you done?" ”

"Hmm." Cheng Zheng faded away, put on a neat military uniform, and his face was full of spring, and he was the handsome head of Cheng again. He'll finally have a day off tomorrow.

"Yo, who's this? Isn't this our head Cheng? Liang Haisheng, who was lying on the sofa, said in a sharp voice, "Now you can only see the object, not the brother?" ”

Liang Haisheng didn't expect Cheng Zheng to have today, look at that, it's sour, I'm back!

Sour, too sour, can this numb flesh be Cheng Zheng?

He has to keep in mind the scene just now and tell Xu Lang about it later!

"Lao Liang, how is your leg hurting?" Cheng Zheng showed him a mullet in his net pocket, "Well, I'll make up for you and make a fish soup or something." ”

"It's hard for you to have a daughter-in-law and forget your brother." Liang Haisheng bumped a fist with Cheng Zheng, feeling a little comforted, but within half a minute of his feelings, he saw this person come to Jian Lu again.

Forget it, when he didn't say.

Today's dinner was very rich, Cheng Zheng and Xu Lang came back from their busy work, and the three families were able to get together.

Mullet boiled into fish soup, a big bowl per person, cold cucumber strips, spicy and fragrant, cold revolutionary dishes...

Feng Xiuhui pushed the revolutionary vegetables in front of Liang Haisheng, "Oh, the grass for you to eat." ”

Liang Haisheng was so energetic that he put two chopsticks into his bowl and took a big mouthful when he opened his mouth, "What's wrong with revolutionary dishes, it's delicious!" In the past, when we were fighting, it was good to have a mouth. ”

Jian Lu recognized that this revolutionary dish was wild chrysanthemum, and it tasted really good. She saw that Cheng Zheng also had a chopstick to eat, and with Chief of Staff Xu, the three men were still nostalgic for the past years of revolutionary struggle.

After the typhoon, the warm little days when several families got together to eat and eat made Jian Lu feel good.

After dinner, Liang Haisheng called Xu Lang to him and told him about Cheng Zheng's various performances, which made Xu Lang amazed.

In this regard, Chief of Staff Xu came to the conclusion that love makes people irrational!

"That's it!" Liang Haisheng also wanted to make fun of Cheng Zheng for a few words, but no one was seen in a blink of an eye, not only him, but also Jian Lu, "Daughter-in-law, what about Lao Cheng and Jian Lu?" ”

"Went out for a walk."

"Tut-tut, I don't usually see him have such idleness."

"Do you manage people? The person you talk to is not allowed to go for a walk? Feng Xiuhui smiled and counted him down.

——

At this time, the beach that had experienced a typhoon gradually returned to its usual liveliness.

The sea is unforgiving, as if it does not remember what has just happened, the blue waves rippling, gently lapping against the reef, washing the sand over and over again.

After dinner, people who came out for fun and walks were walking and talking, and there were even young people reading articles aloud on the beach.

Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu walked towards the other side of the beach, where there were fewer people and quieter.

Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Lu's hand beside him, which was swaying lightly with her walking movements, white flowers, so that his eyes could not help but follow.

Holding her hand gently, Head Cheng seemed to have mastered the self-taught love rules, and he was not timid.

Soft and warm, this is his subject's hand, the fingers are slender and white, and the nails have a faint pink color, small and cute.

"Who allowed you to hold my hand?" Jian Lu was gently and gently squeezed by Cheng Zheng, as if she was massaging herself, that is, he had been a soldier all year round, and there were some calluses on his hands, which made her palms itch.

Cheng Zheng smiled and said angrily, "I can't hold my object's hand yet?" Comrade Jian Lu, your thinking is not right. ”

"Not necessarily, who said that the subject's hand can be held?" Having said that, Jian Lu obediently let him hold his hand, and the two of them stepped on the fine sand together, accompanied by the salty and wet strength of the sea breeze, and walked slowly.

"Cheng Zheng, tell me about your rescue this time." Jian Lu couldn't wait to hear what had happened to him in the past few days.

Cheng Zheng's thoughts came back to the picture of rescuing people and materials in the typhoon, "Later, when the typhoon stopped, we took boats to and from various places, so we could rest and rest for a while, but I closed my eyes and thought of you. ”

"What do you want me to do? Just for a while, don't you take the time to rest? Jian Lu muttered silently, "Don't be a rabbit's eye." ”

"At that time, I lived in the dark, I can't remember how many days I left, I remembered that day, you asked me to go to you tomorrow night, and if you had something to tell me, I thought about it, and when I went back, would you still say anything? Won't I be late? ”

"Of course I don't think so, I'll remember it for you, you're seven days late." Jian Lu gestured with his hand, and seemed to be really serious about remembering it for him.

This playful appearance made Cheng Zheng smile, and he only whispered, "Okay, I owe you seven days." ”