After Ye Xianqian smiled, he thought about the same truth.
Even if I have this intention, I have to seek the opinions of my parents, including my father Ye Rongguang, who is a professor. But she thought her father Ye Rongguang would definitely not agree. Because the soldier opposite, please note that he is still a soldier. He is just 20 years old now. His future life path will face various variables. At least he still has a second choice of career path!
Thinking of this, she herself felt a little discouraged.
She drove around a bit until she sent Wang Ke to Tunliu Village, then quickly turned around to haul today's ore.
On the way, we no longer talked about the love between our children. We just talked about the ancient well, Tunliu Village, and the upcoming possible visit and archaeological inspection.
"Look forward to our meeting soon." These were the words Ye Xianqian threw to him before leaving.
Wang Ke returned to the station with a large package, and first went to the company headquarters to cancel leave and deliver letters.
To cancel leave is to report to the company leader that you have returned safely and on time and have now returned to the team.
After selling the leave, Wang Ke went directly to the house where the platoon leader Hu Zhijun was staying. He loved to be with the wireless squad wherever he went. Because Wang Ke was now the reconnaissance squad leader and could not be taken with him casually, so a recruit in the wireless squad became his temporary correspondent.
Platoon leader Hu Zhijun is practicing calligraphy in the room. A newspaper on the table was covered with words on both sides, and the original shape of the newspaper was almost invisible.
"Report to the platoon leader, I'm back." Wang Ke couldn't salute because of the things he was carrying in both hands.
"The reconnaissance squad leader is back. What are you carrying?"
"The old newspapers I found for you, and the window paper I brought back." Wang Ke put down the two bundles of paper in his hands and took a deep breath. A long journey is not easy. Carrying two bundles of paper weighing dozens of kilograms, I walked half a circle around Tunliu Village. Although I wasn't sweating, I was still a little short of breath.
"All for me?" Platoon leader Hu Zhijun was very happy when he saw the newspaper. While untying the rope, he asked: "What is the window paper you brought with you for?"
"It is said that it is similar to rice paper, and the calligraphy written on it feels not bad."
"Really?!" When the platoon leader Hu Zhijun heard this, he quickly put down the newspaper in his hand and went to open the pile of paper covering the windows. But the difference between this kind of paper and rice paper is that the paper is square, each sheet is three feet in size horizontally and vertically, and the four edges are rough and not as neat as rice paper.
"I'll give it a try!" Platoon leader Hu Zhijun was very interested and spread a piece of window paper on the landlord's table. No matter how busy he was in training, he would insist on practicing calligraphy on this table for hours every day when he came back.
"Reconnaissance squad leader, what should I write?"
"Whatever, how about you write a poem and I can read it to you?"
"Okay, please read slower."
Wang Ke read the poem word for word, and the platoon leader Hu Zhijun quickly wrote it down in cursive.
God has given all things to come back, and a hundred blessings have made auspicious jade cups.
The warm scenery is biased toward the willows, while the plum blossoms are half-hidden in the shadows of the cold snow.
Good calligraphy and good poetry. Hu Zhijun took a step back and carefully looked at his four-sentence, twenty-eight-character masterpiece. It was written with flying colors and a bit of charm.
"How do you like this one?" he asked Wang Ke.
“Very flattering!”
Platoon leader Hu Zhijun put down his brush and said to Wang Ke: "Although this paper feels a little rough, it is still good for practicing calligraphy. Where did you buy it? Buy more next time? I will write another one and send it to my teacher. Please He gives guidance!" The teacher mentioned by the platoon leader Hu Zhijun is the direct descendant of Wang Xizhi, the famous calligrapher of the Jin Dynasty. Mr. Wang Fuzhi, who is famous in Qilu, has given guidance to his student Hu Zhijun. The teacher and student have always kept correspondence contacts.
Platoon leader Hu Zhijun wrote another one with the same style and content. Comparing the two, he picked one that he thought was pretty good and was going to send it to the teacher.
"Platoon leader, give this one to me!"
Wang Ke asked for this piece. First, platoon leader Hu Zhijun's calligraphy was really good and he was very elegant. Second, he wanted to give this calligraphy to Wu Xiangyu, who liked this poem.
"Then take it, wait, I'll write another one, and I'll appreciate it myself."
Soon, the platoon leader Hu Zhijun wrote another one. After he finished writing, he blew it, found a few thumbtacks, and nailed them on the wall next to the Eight Immortals table. He took a step back and chanted word by word: "God-given all things." Zhaohui, Baifu welcomes the auspicious jade cup. The warm scenery is leaning towards the willows, and the cold snow shadows half hide the plum blossoms."
When it was over, platoon leader Hu Zhijun said: "This poem is very artistic!"
Seeing that the platoon leader was very happy, Wang Ke explained: "This was written by Ma Huaisu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in our hometown. I changed a few words."
"Haha, then you are the poet of the command platoon. But you will learn to write a few poems in the future. I will help you write them and we will encourage each other."
Wang Ke went back with the words written by platoon leader Hu Zhijun. The first thing he did when he returned to the reconnaissance squad was to hang up the poem written on the window paper.
It can be regarded as a kind of homesickness!
While admiring it, Xiao Hou, the company correspondent, ran over. "Reconnaissance squad leader, instructor Ding tells you to go to the company headquarters now!"
"Okay, I'll put on some clothes and go."
Wang Ke quickly stood up, put on his military uniform and followed the correspondent Xiao Hou down the mountain, running towards the company headquarters.
When they arrived at the company headquarters, Xiao Hou went in, but Wang Ke stood outside the door and shouted: "Report!"
"Come in!" Following Instructor Ding's words, Wang Ke entered with his legs together and saluted to Instructor Ding, "Report to Instructor, Wang Ke has been ordered to come."
"Come on, come on, Wang Ke, what have you been doing recently? There are quite a lot of things."
"What's the matter, instructor?"
"We received a notice from the regiment. First, we sent you to the division field hospital to teach field survival knowledge. This was named by the director of the division field hospital. How did he know that we were engaged in field survival training? And Jinmen University The invitation letter came, and I want to ask you to go to Jinmen University and cooperate with them to conduct some kind of joint archaeological inspection. The discussion letter has been sent to the teacher. The teacher wants us to understand what is going on first?"
The previous thing is easy to explain. At that time, I was bragging, and the hygienist Yu Deben was also there. Wang Ke briefly explained the matter, and instructor Ding nodded. "Well, this is also a propaganda for our group. I support you to go. But Jinmen University is different. It is an institution of higher learning. What is the investigation of archeology? What's going on with you and them?"
There was no other way, so Wang Ke could only take a turtle he found out from an ancient well, and then took a ride to the division headquarters and gave it to the heavy truck driver Ye Qianqian on the way. Ye Qianqian’s father was a professor in the Department of Biology of Jinmen University. They were interested in this turtle. The turtle was very interested and said it again.
"Why wasn't this reported?"
"I'm afraid if I say anything, everyone will eat this turtle." Wang Ke told the truth. After the heavy snow on the farm, the people in the command platoon did not dare to eat anything, even the loach and eel that grew in dry land and horse manure. They dare to eat it, let alone a turtle.
"Okay, I understand. I guess what you are looking for is not an ordinary turtle." Instructor Ding said.
"Yes, it seems to be called a yellow-throated water turtle. It is also said to be a rare species of jade turtle in this species."
"Yellow-throated Water Turtle, I have never heard of this name."
"Instructor, if I can refuse, I won't go." When Wang Ke said this, he thought of Ye Pianpian. If you go to Jinmen University, you won't be able to escape Ye Qianquan's entanglement. It would be better not to see each other than to meet him.
"Oh, you don't want to go? But I'm afraid this matter is not something you and I can take charge of." Instructor Ding estimated that this matter may be more complicated than imagined. It is related to scientific research and archeology, which is history and culture. Even Jinmen University attaches great importance to it. From the perspective of military-civilian relations, the troops will also cooperate closely.
"Let's do this. I will report the situation to the regiment today and wait for the superiors' decision. You can train with peace of mind first."
"Yes!" Wang Ke saluted and left the company headquarters.
Not far away, I met the health worker Yu Deben head-on. "Reconnaissance squad leader, you're back! You're so awesome now. I heard Xiao Hou say, does the division field hospital really want you to go to class?"
"I'm just going to class to brag again. Let me tell you, the health worker, that Hu Xinrui's eyes must be cut with double eyelids. What will he do if he becomes a boy or girl in the future?"
Health worker Yu Deben smiled, "Have you reported this to the company leader? But there is no point in reporting it or not. He has been transferred to the regiment as a guard. You can't see these double eyelids. Are you scared?" What do you get?"
"That's, that's, I have to go back. I'll go to training tomorrow."
"Wait a minute, I have to ask you something. What is your relationship with Wu Xiangyu from the division field hospital?"
When Wang Ke heard this, his heart immediately stopped beating. "What does it matter, comrade!"
"No, I don't think the way she looks at you is normal. To be honest, is she having sex?"
"Please, health worker, please be gentle. Don't say this nonsense. How can I talk to her about a partner? She is a princess, and a great future is waiting for her. They will send her to the field hospital immediately. We're going to nursing school. Who are we? Just a little soldier, a toad still wants to eat swan meat? Besides, we have discipline now. Even if I want to have a partner, I can't go to her." Wang Ke said, Bow to the health worker Yu Deben.
"Well, I'll keep this matter a secret for you first. It's best if you don't do it. If it does, don't blame me for reporting it to the company leader."
"Thank you, thank you, but I really didn't do it! I'm just a comrade I met on the farm." Wang Ke knew that he couldn't say any more. The more he said, the more it became clear that there was no more than three hundred taels of silver in this place.
Saying goodbye to health worker Yu Deben, Wang Ke became more and more afraid as he thought about it. If the company knew that there was another heavy truck driver Ye Xianzhan who was also entangled with him, it would be over. The troops are disciplined, and soldiers are not allowed to talk about partners in the station, including between soldiers. They also gave them a very elegant word. Any such violation of discipline will be called "hook up."
If there is a "hook-up" phenomenon, you have to "blow out the light" quickly. If you blow out the lamp, it will fall apart, so don't worry about it. The consequences of continuing to "hook up" will definitely be punished, including serious early discharge!
It's not worth it to retire early just to "hook up". This is what I said before, revolutionary fighters must not take a step beyond the bounds.
Back in the class, Wang Ke looked to see that no one was there, quickly cleaned up the things Wu Xiangyu had brought to him, and quickly dug out the letter from the small cloth bag. When I opened it, I was horrified to see that there was a single photo of her smiling under the glass table.
The photos are beautiful, and I really want to keep them, but I’m really reluctant to do so, but this is a big time bomb.
Without further ado, he quickly took out his empty grenade box, filled all the letters sent by Wu Xiangyu, along with this photo, into the landlord's stove and burned them. If this is accidentally discovered by the company one day, it will be completely over.
