Although life is good, days must go on.
Liu Bancheng managed 17 pig pens with about 60 pigs by himself. A vegetable cellar as big as a basketball court and a lot of land became his main battlefield. They are at the artillery range or the training ground, and the sound of killing is loud. You dare to chase me. However, he traveled back and forth between these three places with great interest, as if it was a silent game.
The recruits who joined the army in the same batch also felt that there was a person and a special place in the southwest of the company. I would come and take a look from time to time, but half the time I would just smile and not answer. His face was tanned as if he came from Africa, and everyone looked at it funny.
A few days ago, everyone has eaten the long-lost corn, and the golden beans with golden hooks that are difficult for Northeasterners to eat. We also ate red radishes that were picked fresh from the ground. More importantly, you can eat large pieces of fat meat, pig offal, pig intestines, pig liver, and pig heart. "As usual, these rare things must be at the deputy battalion commander's and battalion commander's homes." When the soldier who spoke saw Wang Qiang approaching, he ran away as if nothing happened.
The company often has meals and often improves the food. Everyone keeps the accounts of the half-way trip in mind.
On this day, the instructor came to the cafeteria with a cadre. The cadres carry long-tube cameras and carry two stars on each side. Standing on the dozens of large vats where Liu Bancheng pickled vegetables, he took photos repeatedly with the fluorescent light flashing. Ban Cheng felt that there might be something about his dish that attracted the photographer.
Within a few days, the correspondent rushed to deliver a newspaper from the army to Liu Bancheng. At that time, I was loosening the soil in the vegetable field halfway through. When you spread it out, you will see two photos arranged in the lower right corner of the first page. The two photos are combined together. At first glance, the main part is two regular rows of circles, and at closer look, it is two rows of large tanks. Dishes of various shapes are regularly placed on the large vat.
Some are like clean white lotuses, and some are like pink suns. In the other picture, he saw himself standing in front of those large vats, bending over to fish out vegetables. Blood surged halfway through. I signed up for the army myself.
Halfway through, not knowing what would happen next, he lowered his head and started fucking the guy in his hands again.
In the afternoon, the deputy company commander also came, accompanied by more than 10 people. Halfway through, he felt that the deputy company commander had not been here for a long time, so he unconsciously gave him a military salute. The deputy company commander also returned the gift in a formal manner, and stepped forward to give Liu Bancheng a heavy punch, which left him at a loss.
"You're the only one who's looking for trouble for the company." Halfway through, he thought he was making trouble again. The deputy company commander said, "Tomorrow, our superior's superior, the third-level logistics on-site meeting will be held in our brigade."
"Originally, our brigade only had one or two tours during this meeting. Then it was transferred to other units."
"But after the leaders saw these two photos of you in the military newspaper, after careful study at all levels, they made a temporary decision to treat your place as a temporary visiting spot. Today is Thursday, and we will come tomorrow. And you, are The first stop for our brigade is also the first stop for our troops in the provincial capital to visit." Halfway through, I felt that this was really a big deal.
The deputy company commander continued, "Just now, the company commander organized a meeting for us. He said he would dress you up for the battlefield. Just do your thing normally."
This was great, a dozen official officers were acting separately like Japanese soldiers entering a village. The people who cleaned the windows and cleaned the pig pens had nothing to clean up on the ground, so they pulled out the grass on the paths in the fields and wiped the windows in the vegetable cellars.
There is no need to clean up the vegetables in the vegetable cellar. Normally, Halfway through the process, they would be treated as if they were training new recruits, neat and tidy, with straight lines and very orderly manner. There is no need for them to clean up the pigsty. Because his pigs are also well-trained, the firewood in the pig nests is dry, and the feces are stored in an orderly manner. The pigs are white and fat, as if they live in a villa.
After a while, the company commander also came. After walking around the vegetable fields, pig pens and vegetable kilns halfway, he left without any expression.
In fact, Ban Cheng knew that his small move had alerted the entire battalion of officers and soldiers. The Second Company, Third Company and the Battalion Headquarters were cleaning from the inside out as if preparing for the New Year. All units’ blackboard newspapers rushed out a new issue overnight. The content all reflects knowledge of logistics production and crop science. People were sent to clean up the road from the camp to the bottom of the mountain to avoid any mistakes.
This military camp, which had been dormant in the ravine for many years, has taken on new life.
They were busy until it got dark and Dao'er was no longer visible. The battalion commander, accompanied by the company commander, arrived at the pigsty halfway. At this time, Halfway was feeding the pigs their supper. A hooded headlight was attached to the pigsty. Under the illumination of the light, Halfway saw the battalion commander's face clearly for the first time. Isn't this the man sitting in the middle at the recruit pep rally? Of course, the battalion commander didn't see Ban Cheng clearly. He patted the shoulder halfway and said, "Young man, that's good! Go to bed early today and be energetic tomorrow morning!" After that, the group left.
Everything was calm again. It's like the tranquility before dawn.
At night, I fell asleep again halfway through. When it's almost dawn, I feel sleepy. At this time, a burst of slogans woke up Ban Cheng.
A group of soldiers was led down the mountain by the platoon leader to guide the vehicles.
Halfway through, I nervously washed my face and tidied up my housework. After packing up, before reaching the pigsty, deputy company commander Bai Zhiqiang was already standing at the door of the pigsty. Stand there like a guard.
At this time, in the distance, smoke and dust were billowing down the mountain. A group of vehicles came from the foot of the mountain, with police lights at the front to clear the way. The vehicle parked in the open space in front of the company's cooking squad. The battalion commander, deputy battalion commander, company commander, and instructors lined up and saluted and shook hands with the leaders who got off the minibus one by one. Then, a group of people, led by the battalion commander, walked towards the pig house talking and laughing.
Halfway through, my legs were shaking uncontrollably and I was sweating.
The group of people did not come to the dormitory halfway, but went directly to the Sunshine Pig Shed. At the door of the pig shed, at some point, a sign was erected with the name of the pig, its place of origin, and the time of slaughter. The deputy company commander, wearing a red sleeve band, was introducing the pig halfway through the process like a commentator, as if introducing his own work. At the front was an old soldier with a yellow shoulder sign. He asked the deputy company commander to open the first pen door, and he walked directly in. After looking around, he bent down and entered the pig shed, using his shiny leather shoes to shovel the grass.
After he said something to the group of people behind him, he saw the battalion commander waving back and asking Banzheng to come to the pig house. Halfway through the process, I hurriedly went, and the battalion commander said hurriedly, "Go quickly! The leader wants to ask you something!". Before he had time to think about it, he was dragged to the head by the battalion commander.
Ban Cheng, the battalion commander and the chief were all in the pig pen. The big pigs who were half way through were huddled in a corner, their ears pricked up nervously. There were many people standing outside the pigsty, and it became the center of the crowd halfway through.
Halfway through the pigsty, the pigs' barking suddenly stopped. They are no longer so tightly squeezed together. Halfway through, under the influence of the pigs, I stopped panicking.
