"Platoon leader, this matter can only be done quietly and cannot be made public."
"Nonsense! Let me think about how it works." Wang Ke opened his mouth, and the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun's mind started to spin. Wang Ke is right, if Gu Maolin is really a genius and others don't know about it, that's their business. But Wang Ke had no choice but to help him, but time was too tight. Now each company is already figuring out whether to stay in the team or not. Everyone knows about it, and they can only wait until the new recruits get off work after the new year.
Wang Ke has been in the army for more than two years, and Hu Zhijun, the second platoon leader, has witnessed Wang Ke, a kid who has always been desperate to help others. He saved people again and again, even helping a platoon leader's left guard buy medicine. Such brothers who are hard to find even with a lantern are a blessing in life, not to mention that they are also a reserve of talents.
The war might happen tomorrow.
"Okay, I'll find a way." After finishing speaking, the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun took out a letter from his pocket and said, "My teacher has written again. These are three poems written specifically for you."
"What, three poems written for me?" Wang Ke was confused.
"Yes, the last five poems you wrote was the poem about the coldness of my hometown. I finished it and sent it to the teacher. The teacher did not comment on my calligraphy. Instead, he harmonized the original rhymes of three poems and sent them to me. I'll forward it to you."
ah! This surprised Wang Ke.
Wang Ke took the letter and hurried to the street lamp in front. He opened the letter and saw several poems written in neat small regular script calligraphy. The street lights were too dim and it was still a little unclear to see, but it was enough to make Wang Ke feel shocked and warm.
"Platoon leader, your teacher is also a poet. How come he remembered and composed three poems for me?"
Second platoon leader Hu Zhijun looked at Wang Ke and said, "Your poem is too pessimistic. The teacher wrote a letter asking me to enlighten you."
Wang Ke thought for a moment, right? At that time, I was disappointed, and the issue of joining the party puzzled me. Whenever my parents write to me asking when I can join the Party, I am completely unable to answer, but I have to answer.
He felt that he could only express his feelings and clarify his ambitions through poetry. I originally wanted to write two poems, but the first lyric poem was taken away by the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun after I finished writing it, and I did not continue writing the second poem. After this teacher really became a saint, he could see the anger and melancholy in his heart at a glance.
With this letter in his hand, Wang Ke wanted to go back now and read these poems sent by the teacher immediately.
But the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to ask why. I can only walk with him. After walking around the big playground, it was almost lights out when we got back to the company. Because it was a free activity, there was no clear requirement to turn off the lights, so when he returned to class, Wang Ke couldn't wait to open the letter forwarded to him by the second platoon leader, Hu Zhijun.
When I opened it, I saw that there were not three songs, but four. It begins with a poem called Qijue, which criticizes oneself.
The valley is replaced by the mausoleum, which is different from the past. The love is cold, shameful and full of suspicion.
Unless it is about the rise and fall of the world, I am afraid that it is not appropriate to look to the east of the Yangtze River.
Next, there are two five unique poems by Yuan Yanhe, the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun.
When the Han ancestral cauldron was first set, the wine was thrown into the wind. There is no end of the world, and the river flows eastward day by day.
A woody water source, the water deepens into the rain and wind. The grass grows slightly on the plain, still in love with the sun rising in the east.
In addition, there is also a song called Qijue by Yuan Yanhe, which uses several idioms to enlighten yourself.
Ji Ying was ordered to drive and think about the perch soup, and the ancestors of the Han Dynasty returned home and sang in the strong wind.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are in my dreams, thousands of years of sea and cranes recall Liaodong.
After reading these four poems, Wang Ke's heart was filled with excitement. He didn't know who Ji Ying was, so he also checked the modern Chinese dictionary. For a moment, I immediately felt that I was open-minded and full of unlimited energy. What worries can stop my beating heart!
Wang Ke took out his notebook and neatly copied the four poems into his notebook.
The next day, as soon as I got up in the morning, the whole reconnaissance class went to the kitchen. Today was the 30th, so a lot of preparations started in the morning. For example, they were butchering pigs, preparing vegetables, and chopping dumpling fillings. They were busy until almost ten o'clock in the morning. Niu Suozhu drove the donkey cart to the kitchen. On it were two quilts and Wang Ke's fur coat.
Wang Ke quickly washed his hands, said hello to the cook squad leader Zhou Daguang, put down his sleeves and set off to the train station, preparing to pick up the platoon leader Yan Jiao. When he arrived at the train station, Wang Ke took out the photo he took last time, put it in his coat pocket, and hurried to the small square at the entrance of the waiting room, tied up the little donkey, and the two of them were waiting at the exit. .
The terrain at the exit of the station is much higher than that of the small square, and there are more than ten steps when you exit the station.
After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I saw platoon leader Yan Jiao in military uniform. With one hand covering the right side of his lower abdomen and the other holding a bag, he walked out slowly. There were quite a lot of people getting off the bus today, because it was the New Year's Eve, and those who went home to celebrate the New Year were all carrying big and small bags.
"Platoon leader!" Wang Ke shouted, quickly ran up the steps to meet him, took Yan Jiao's bag, helped him and walked down.
Suddenly, Wang Ke felt that his left and right ears were being pinched by someone from behind at the same time. It hurt so much!
You want to go back, but you still can’t? He struggled hard and broke away. When I looked back, I was scared to death. The two female generals standing behind, one on the left and one on the right, turned out to be Wu Xiangyu and Ye Pianpian.
"You... why are you here, you... why are you together?!"
Wang Ke was so frightened that he could not speak coherently, and he was even more puzzled. Isn't this a sudden attack?
"We're going to run away if we don't catch him!" Ye Pianqian said angrily with his eyebrows raised.
Wu Xiangyu, who was wearing military uniform, lost his reserve at this time and pushed the bag in his hand into Wang Ke's arms, "Carry it!"
Wang Ke already had a bag in his hand, so he quickly hugged the bag that Wu Xiangyu stuffed over him.
"Here's another one!" Ye just pushed a bigger one over.
The three people made a fuss here, and Yan Jiao, who was walking in front, stopped. Looking back, ha! Two stunning beauties were giving Wang Ke two bags.
"This is..." Yan Jiao asked.
"Ah, platoon leader, these two are my friends. They are here..." At this point, Wang Ke really doesn't know what these two people do? How could they suddenly appear at this small train station at the same time? Wang Ke's head is still foggy now.
"I'm on a business trip!" Ye Pian replied immediately, assuming that he was Wang Ke's platoon leader.
"I...I'm from the division field hospital. I stopped by to see Wang Ke." Wu Xiang hesitated for a moment and said generously.
Wang Ke looked at the two immortal aunts suspiciously, what kind of trick was this?
When Niu Suozhu saw the two beauties twisting the ears of squad leader Wang Ke in the small square, he immediately understood that the three of them were familiar with each other, and immediately ran up and helped carry down the three bags.
Wang Ke quickly introduced to the two aunts: "Our platoon leader Yan Jiao has just been discharged from the surgery." After speaking, he helped him and walked down the steps slowly.
When he walked to the donkey cart, Wu Xiangyu was okay, but Ye Xianqian's eyes were wide open. How could he sit here?
Yan Jiao was half lying on the quilt, which was covered with a bed. The two beauties were sitting on the side of the car. Niu Suozhu sat on the right handlebar, but Wang Ke didn't dare to sit on it. The little donkey couldn't bear it, and it couldn't pull five people.
Yes, go on your own. He held the reins in front and started to set off. When Niu Suozhu saw it, he jumped out of the car and walked side by side with Wang Ke on the other side.
"Brother Bing, have you received the letter I wrote to you?" Ye Qianqian asked as soon as the car moved.
"Ah, received...didn't you receive it?" Wang Ke secretly complained, why he didn't read her letter.
"Wang Ke, it seems you haven't received my letter either?" Wu Xiangyu also asked.
As Wang Ke walked away, he pretended to be stupid and asked Niu Suozhu. "Has the correspondent's letter been delivered?"
Niu Suozhu understood immediately, "Squad leader, you did have some letters with me. I forgot them. I will give them to you when I go back."
The performance of the two was so realistic that Ye Qianqian believed it first, "Brother Bing, did you accept the invitation letter for the Dingxian Demonstration Conference?"
"I received this. I gave it directly to the instructor. He went to the group to ask for instructions this morning. I don't know how he invited me? Hey, how did you know about this?"
Ye pursed his thin lips, "Of course I know, it's my suggestion."
Wang Ke immediately turned around and stepped away, "What's going on?" Several other people looked at Ye Pianpian.
"At the end of last year, your Ding County came to our university and wanted to make a county-wide water conservancy blueprint plan for the water system project along the Juma River. But this is a very complex and huge project, including the water environment along the Juma River, As well as the reproduction and protection of biological diversity, the county’s water conservancy construction and many other aspects have different views, so our department sent me here. Professor Wen and others may also come.”
"Wait, why am I confused? What water environment and creatures along the Juma River have nothing to do with me? Have nothing to do with Professor Wen and his archeology department?"
Ye Qianqian said seriously at this time: "Brother Bing, you are too phenomenal, do you know? Where does this Juma River lead to?"
"I know this. Is it the Yellow Sea or the Bohai Sea?"
"You are absolutely right. The Juma River was an important waterway leading to the Yellow and Bohai Seas in the past. To completely change the water environment, the waterway must be dredged again. And do you know how many shipwrecks and villages there are under this old road? Is archeology necessary? In addition, the water conservancy construction in Dingxian County will create tens of thousands of acres of fertile land around both sides of the Juma River. Is it possible without river branch canals extending in all directions? And is the planning of these ten thousand acres of fertile land and the construction of the Hehan Canal necessary? Surveying and mapping? And shouldn’t your army use its unique advantages to support local economic construction?”
"Ah, so this is what I was invited to do! I understand. This demonstration meeting actually has two tasks: one is to clean up the ancient path of the Juma River and complete the archeology, and the other is to build a new project along the banks of the Juma River with thousands of people. An acre of fertile farmland is supported by a water network. Am I right?" Wang Ke said excitedly.
"Brother Bing is still smart. This is the main reason why I strongly recommend and organize you to participate in this demonstration meeting." Ye Qianqian was also extremely happy.
"Then what are you doing here now? Aren't you going to have a meeting on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year? How will Professor Ye and the others celebrate the New Year when you are here?" Wang Ke asked in confusion.
"I can't come here to see you on the pretense of official service, and by the way, I can experience Brother Bing's military camp life." Ye Pianpi replied.
"Then Xiao Yu, how come you two...came...together?!"
Wu Xiangyu did not expect that Wang Ke's firepower would suddenly turn around and he was caught off guard. "I...our school is on holiday and I am going home. I came here specifically today to see a comrade from your company. I happened to meet her on the train." When he said this, Wu Xiangyu's face was as red as fire.
Yan Jiao, who was in the car, closed his eyes and was concentrating at this moment, without saying a word. He didn't dare to open his eyes at all. The two beauties were condescending, one on the left and one on the right. Whichever eye he opened, they were so dazzled that he couldn't open them. He did not expect that Wang Ke would attract two beauties to the company, one more beautiful than the other, especially the one in military uniform. I don't know how many soldiers were crazy about him tonight.
It seems that Wang Ke has an unusual relationship with these two girls, and they are very familiar with each other. As an officer, the two girls turned a blind eye to him, which really made people envious and jealous.
