After settling in the families of the platoon leader's left guard, he returned to the company.
Wang Ke walked to the second row with a tattered book in his hand.
There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys are kings. Once Platoon Leader Yanjiao left, he wouldn't have to ask for leave.
"Platoon leader, have you sent the rubbings you gave your teacher?"
"Sent it, what happened?"
"Forget it. I originally wanted to send the hand-drawn book that Uncle Geng gave me to your teacher for review? Forget it. We'll talk about it later when we have time."
"Wang Ke, why do you think of your shabby book again? Haven't all the experts in your book read it? It's not an antique. It's estimated that not many people in the world can understand the little people and symbols painted on it. Personally, please stop causing trouble to my teacher."
"No, I've been thinking about it these past few days, how come the two pictures I drew on the mountain are somewhat similar to the ones in our book!"
"Where does it look like?"
"Platoon leader, take a closer look at what's in my book." As he said that, Wang Ke opened the book in his hand. Turning over the first few pages, he pointed to a picture drawn on it and said, "Platoon leader, look!"
In this picture, the top is a man standing with several circles drawn on his head, and the bottom is the man bowing towards the sun. A string of hand-drawn symbols next to it.
"Platoon leader, what do you think this means?"
Platoon leader Hu Zhijun shook his head. He really didn't know what this picture meant. Drawing a few circles on your head means that you don't understand the meaning of the circles? Or is this person dizzy with misty thoughts?
As for bowing to the sun, it is clearly a kind of piety, a kind of gratitude to the sun, or a hope that the sun will never set.
Except for the second half of this book, which is painted with vegetation, the entire front part is filled with these weird characters' expressions and movements. It’s such a vast world, full of wonders.
"Wang Ke, don't tell me, there are some similarities. It's probably just the imagination of some uneducated people. Just like when our ancestors created writing, they initially started with carving symbols, some hieroglyphs. That's all. You , stop studying, wait until my teacher reads it and see if he can solve these mysteries?"
"Platoon leader, what kind of letter did you send it by? Ordinary or registered?"
"How can such a valuable thing be sent by ordinary mail? The registration fee alone cost me one yuan and eighty!" After platoon leader Hu Zhijun finished speaking, he changed the subject and said, "Do you think your platoon leader Yan Jiao is reliable? Don't take our photos and let us have nothing to celebrate without accomplishing anything, but I told our teacher in the letter."
"Probably not. If it's just a general understanding, Platoon Leader Yan can't rush back overnight. And I heard him talk about the calligraphy style of your teacher's ancestor Wang Xizhi, what is the ancient system of the present, what... and so on. Ancient and simple...the rhymes of seal script and official script, etc., one set after another. Even if Platoon Leader Ye is a college student, he does not have such high cultural attainments. He must have gained it after communicating with his grandfather."
When Wang Ke said this, platoon leader Hu Zhijun also thought it made sense.
At this moment, words are worse than silence, so we can only wait slowly and we will know tomorrow. Platoon leaders Hu Zhijun and Wang Ke both wanted to help the teacher facilitate this good thing.
At this time, a voice came from outside. It was Da Guo. After he came out of the reconnaissance squad, he became the deputy squad leader of this platoon. "Wang Ke, why are you here in our platoon?"
There was a bit of sourness in the words. We are all soldiers of the same year, one is transferred out to be the deputy squad leader, and the other stays and directly becomes the squad leader, everyone can understand the difference.
What's more, Wang Ke has made meritorious services three times, two of which were in the position of squad leader, and he was also lucky enough to go on a business trip to assist the joint inspection and archaeological team. I was fortunate enough to be selected to participate in special training in Inner Mongolia.
"Da Guo, let me see the old platoon leader!" Wang Ke smiled and closed the book in his hand.
In fact, platoon leader Hu Zhijun is exactly the same as Da Guo. He was doing a good job, but he was moved away and moved to the artillery platoon as the platoon leader, but his original position was given to Yan Jiao, a new college student. But platoon leader Hu Zhijun did not feel as disappointed as Da Guo. On the contrary, after leaving the command platoon, his relationship with Wang Ke became deeper and deeper.
"Come on, come on, fifth squad deputy, it's not easy for the reconnaissance squad leader to come over once. If you have time, let him teach our platoon a lesson on military topography. He has participated in the military training team in Inner Mongolia." Platoon leader Hu Zhijun said It was true. To him, he was the one who proposed to let Da Guo join the infantry platoon and keep Wang Ke. Watching Wang Ke's every progress, Hu Zhijun, the platoon leader who originally selected Wang Ke and was the strategist, has always been secretly happy for Wang Ke.
"Okay, it's up to you, platoon leader! But Wang Ke's military topography is still learned from behind you!" That means, platoon leader, don't praise Wang Ke to the sky, our military topography is no worse than him.
Who would have thought that platoon leader Hu Zhijun would really say: "Ten fingers have different lengths, and the ones taught by a master also have high and low levels. When the reconnaissance squad leader participated in the army's Inner Mongolia training, the sixth team he led was in the 20s. In this group, we won the runner-up position!”
Da Guo stopped talking, which made Wang Ke feel uncomfortable. He found an excuse and left the second row.
The troops are on rotation these days, and many subjects cannot be carried out in the barracks in winter. The troops mostly learn some basic theoretical knowledge at home, and at most organize some queue training.
In addition to the three major regulations, I am already familiar with the Artillery Regulations, Shooting Regulations, etc.
As for queue training, in this traditional army, it is even more difficult to mention, such as marching, marching, running, turning left, turning right, turning backward, turning left, turning right, and walking. Then turn away, count the numbers neatly, etc., etc., they are all practiced very well.
Therefore, Wang Ke quietly found the deputy company commander Lu Zeran. I wanted to take advantage of the day when platoon leader Yan Jiao went home to visit Dawangzhuang near the divisional farm.
He wanted to see how the house built by Mrs. Fu's family was doing? Let’s go see that little girl named Li Xueying. How is she doing now? If I remember correctly, she had just graduated from sixth grade at the time of the earthquake, and she should be in the second grade of junior high school now.
Of course, Wang Ke never disclosed to anyone that he donated 1,800 yuan to help her rebuild her home.
So he found Lu Zeran, the deputy company commander, and just said that he was going to deliver some school supplies to primary school student Li Xueying. This little girl was rescued by them together at that time. They had feelings for the little girl, and Deputy Company Commander Lu Zeran was particularly understanding.
"Okay, Scout Squad Leader, I'll ask for leave for you. How do you plan to go and what do you want to bring?"
"Deputy company commander, if you can be granted leave, I want to leave in the middle of the night. I borrowed a bicycle from the next village. I will return to the team on time at eight o'clock tomorrow evening. As for what to bring, I have prepared a new school bag , can you buy some more stationery and stuff? Just in the name of our command platoon."
"I'm going to tell the company commander and instructor about this leave. There's nothing to do tomorrow anyway. I'll also pay twenty yuan, which you can give to her family as the little girl's tuition."
Deputy company commander Lu Zeran's words still shocked Wang Ke, because the monthly salary of company cadres at that time was only sixty or seventy yuan. There are seniors and juniors at the top, and Wang Ke knows that Lu Ziran, the deputy company commander, regularly sends fifty yuan back to his family every month.
"Deputy company commander, just keep your money and I will take your feelings with you."
"How could you, the leader of the reconnaissance squad, do this? Aren't we engaged in military-civilian joint construction now? Bring it with you!" After saying that, deputy company commander Lu Zeran took out twenty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Ke's shirt. in the pocket.
That night, Wang Ke told wireless monitor Huang Zhonghe and telephone monitor Xiao Gao about his schedule. Unexpectedly, everyone donated another fifty yuan and gave it to Wang Ke to bring to this unfortunate family.
Although the road of life is sometimes difficult, there is no perfect path. As long as we smile at life, we will meet more and more good people.
Wang Ke packed up his belongings and asked his sergeant to borrow a bicycle from the home of a fellow resident in the evening.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, Wang Ke rode this bicycle and set off on time.
After riding out of the barracks gate, Wang Ke discovered that the bicycle he was riding was a small gear bicycle.
This kind of bicycle is not found in ordinary big cities. The gear on the pedal is smaller than that of a normal bicycle and is only slightly larger than the flywheel on the rear wheel. It rides very fast, but the speed cannot be increased. This is mainly because when local rural areas use it to carry heavy objects, it can still carry it and ride stably.
For example, if you put a door panel on the back of a bicycle, you can tie a donkey to it and carry it around.
But there are also advantages to such a bicycle, that is, it takes less effort to ride.
Eighty kilometers, Wang Ke has calculated, it should take seven to eight hours, fifteen hours round trip. If there is no delay, he can arrive at the train station near the station around five o'clock in the evening, and then pick up the platoon leader Yan Jiao, exactly at eight o'clock in the evening. Click to join the team.
Why not take the bus? Because taking the bus requires three trips, and the most important thing is that it costs four yuan. A round trip is eight yuan, which is a monthly allowance.
At that time, the first year of being a soldier was six yuan, the second year was seven yuan, the third year was eight yuan, the fourth year was ten yuan, the fifth year was fifteen yuan... Wang Ke had just received eight yuan, so he had to plan carefully.
Wang Ke arrived at Ancheng before seven o'clock in the morning. He rode around Ancheng and arrived at the door of the drugstore. The door was not even opened. Wang Ke bought a bowl of tofu bread on the roadside. Bought two fires. After eating, we quickly hit the road. There are still dozens of miles left, so we will try to arrive around nine o'clock.
Not long after the sun rose, Wang Ke finally arrived at Dawangzhuang. A soldier riding a bicycle was quite eye-catching in the village on this morning.
Wang Ke first arrived at the village chief's house. The village chief was very surprised when he saw Wang Ke. He kept saying "Yeah, yeah!" and quickly pulled him to sit down. Wang Ke was really not an outsider to this village. He first rescued Mrs. Fu's family, and later donated money to help build a house for her family and primary school. Even if Wang Ke didn't ask about this kindness, the village chief still had to tell him.
But when it came to the 4,800 yuan donated, Wang Ke was really stupid, "I didn't donate that much!"
"You, the People's Liberation Army, do good deeds without leaving your name. They are all sent in your name, how can they be fake? In addition, we gave all the collective land certificates for these two places to Mrs. Fu. She insisted on using the name Register your name. Let's go, I'll accompany you to her house." The village chief said, stood up, tucked up his big cotton-padded jacket, and accompanied Wang Ke out of the door and walked to Mrs. Fu's home.
