This evening, Wang Ke wants to write a few letters.
The parents have to write, the two godfathers have to write, and Ye Pianpian and Wu Xiangyu must also write.
"Reconnaissance squad leader."
"arrive!"
"Tonight, you prepare lessons. Tomorrow morning you give a lecture on military topography to the whole company. I will take your reconnaissance squad to explore the road. This night training must be interspersed several times."
"yes!"
When he came back this morning, Company Commander Bearded Tian told Wang Ke that the entire company must make up for this lesson in military topography, otherwise there would be no way to proceed with the night training, let alone the positioning later. Fixed-point training.
The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun also deliberately wanted the artillery company to take more routes, otherwise the "tiger" trained on the same route would still be "confused" if he changed the route.
After Song Ruimin left, Wang Ke immediately took out the letter paper from the shell box. Spread on the Kang table.
It's best to write a letter to your parents, just to say goodbye and report your thoughts.
It is not difficult to write a letter to the two godfathers. Just ask them about their current situation, ask about the current situation in Nanshao Village, and then talk about your own situation. It is purely a kind of communication. Of course, Wang Ke also asked about Uncle Geng’s visit to the doctor. thing.
But the most difficult thing to write was the letters between Ye Pianqian and Wu Xiangyu, because if they were not written well, it would easily lead to misunderstandings.
It's difficult to write about Ye because this girl is too sentimental and is basically a "stalker" type. Moreover, her parents had asked Godfather Wen to help her, so they already had that intention.
But it would be troublesome if I didn't write it. Maybe one day, this crazy girl will suddenly appear in Longquanzhuang.
Wang Ke thought for a moment and then started writing.
By the way, hello!
…
As soon as this started, Wang Ke couldn't write anymore. She must not let her have the slightest misunderstanding, otherwise the fire in her heart would definitely burn crazily.
So, Wang Ke started with the intense training of the company and talked about night training, about grassy beaches, swamps, eagles' mouths, and pitchforest pine forests... implying that he was so busy training day and night that the troops wished they could work 24/7 Hours of training.
Wang Ke actually wrote these nonsense on three pieces of paper! Okay, no more writing. These thrilling military legends must also attract her and satisfy her restless heart.
After writing about Ye Xianpian, it’s time to write about Wu Xiangyu. Wu Xiangyu is the one who embarrasses Wang Ke the most. He met her the earliest and left the deepest impression on each other. And after she got married, she never gave up her feelings for him. Let’s take it as an example right now? He is so careful that he actually knows that what he lacks most is Jiefang shoes.
She is completely different from Ye Xianqian. She does not have the squeamishness of Xiaojiabiyu in Ye Xianqian, but she is also a little more calm and capable than Ye Xianqian. The same military career and the same friendship as comrades-in-arms also caused Wang Ke to collapse several times.
However, now is far from the time for romance, and this pure friendship must be maintained.
Therefore, Wang Ke thought for a while and there was no need to think more. First, thanks, and then, like Ye Xianqian, he talked about night training with the command platoon, about grassy beaches, swamps, eagles' mouths, and pitchforest pine forests... The difference is that he talked more about the imperial mausoleum here. , talked about the golden cobra encountered on the eagle's mouth, and also talked about the cockscomb snake encountered in Nanshao Village.
The topic of snakes made Wang Ke couldn't help but think of Wu Xiangyu's snow-white butt and how he helped her suck the snake venom.
Hahaha, I thought wrong. When Wang Ke came back to his senses, he bit his pen. There were two things he should say. One is those snake stones; the other is the matter of acting platoon leader.
These two things are not easy to explain clearly. Forget it, let’s not talk about it for now. Let’s talk about it later when we have a chance.
Wang Ke packed the five letters, sealed them, affixed stamps, and placed them on the table next to him. Give it to the sergeant tomorrow morning and ask him to help take it to town and mail it off.
Gu Maolin has been studying. He was reading a book "Military Topography" under the lamp.
"Maolin, go to bed and remember to bring these letters of mine to the sergeant tomorrow and ask him to send them away."
"Yes!" Gu Maolin put down the book and walked to the outhouse.
The two recruits had already prepared the face wash, and Gu Maolin brought it in. Wang Ke picked up his towel and was about to wash it when he suddenly heard a slight noise from the box at the head of the kang.
Wang Ke raised his head in surprise and listened again. It was indeed the sound coming from the box. The sound was "rustling", like something crawling, or like something being turned over.
"Maolin, did you hear the sound in the box?"
Wang Ke lowered his voice. Gu Maolin, who had already gone to the outhouse to carry his own washbasin, leaned against the door frame. He listened carefully, and then looked at the box attentively. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
"Platoon leader, the mahjong box is moving."
"Nonsense! How can mahjong move? Is there something pushing against them?" Wang Ke knew that Gu Maolin's eyes could see through, but mahjong... mahjong...
When Wang Ke thought of this, he suddenly trembled all over, and he couldn't help but feel terrified. What happened in the dream actually appeared in reality. "Wait a minute, Maolin, what did you say? Is there mahjong in this box? There really is mahjong. Can you tell me what mahjong is like?"
Gu Maolin didn't answer, he was still staring at the box.
"Which mahjongs are moving?" Wang Ke asked.
"It's a little strange, platoon leader. You're right, how can Mahjong move on its own? Unless there is a ghost, look at that Yaoji."
The sound of two people talking in this room attracted the attention of Uncle Geng in the east room, and he walked over from there with his shoes on. "Platoon Commander Xiao Wang, what are you talking about?"
When Wang Ke saw Uncle Geng, he immediately winked at Gu Maolin. Don't mention mahjong now, otherwise he will mistakenly think that they have rummaged through his suitcase.
"Uncle Geng, no, we were just talking about whether there was a noise in the box. Could there be a mouse?"
People in Xishan don’t call mice “rats” and follow the local customs, Wang Ke said.
"Which box?" Uncle Geng came over and asked. There were three boxes of about the same size in a row.
"It's the one in the middle. Maybe it's a mouse." Wang Ke pointed to the box in the middle, pretending to be relaxed.
"The one in the middle? No way, there's nothing in it." As he said that, Uncle Geng reached out and pulled out the box in the middle. Open the lid of the box and take out things from inside.
First he took out a tattered quilt and shook it, but found nothing. I took out two more old clothes and shook them again, but still found nothing. Finally, he took out a box from it, and with a crash, he dumped it on the kang mat, a box of old mahjong.
"Platoon Commander Xiao Wang, this box is fine. There is nothing in it." Uncle Geng said, turning the box over and showing it to the two of them.
Although the light was not very bright, there were no holes in the walls of the box. Wang Ke and Gu Maolin stretched their heads to look inside, which meant that it was impossible for anything to get in.
But this mahjong caught Wang Ke's attention, and he asked: "Uncle Geng, do you also play mahjong?"
"I know a little bit about it. It's something left by the elders. Not many people in our village know how to play with it. It's been sitting in this box for many years and no one has even thought about it."
"Uncle Geng, when we have time, we will play with you." Gu Maolin stared at mahjong with his eyes fixed on the side, but he was talking nonsense.
"How many bankers play this? Just play cards during the New Year. Xiao Wang, if you like it, I'll give it to you." Uncle Geng put the tattered quilt and clothes back into the box and closed the lid. , pushed the box back to its original position, turned around and went back to the house.
Wang Ke was stunned. The mahjong in front of him was really weird.
Wang Ke reached out and touched a piece of mahjong. The mahjong tiles were very small, smaller than ordinary mahjong tiles. They were only about the size of two fingernails. They were made of two unknown types of bones. The upper bones were white in color, and the lower ones were The bones were black and yellow, giving people a greasy feeling.
"Platoon leader, what kind of material is this made of?" Gu Maolin also rummaged through the pile of mahjong, and finally he found the Yaoji that had been moving around just now.
He picked it up and looked at it under the lamp. The card was very dirty, with oil stains showing through in some places.
"Maolin, was that it just now?"
Wang Ke asked in words that only the two of him could understand. Gu Maolin nodded, but except for the mahjong tiles in his hand, which were a little dirty, there was nothing unusual about them.
He took it and leaned under the lamp to look at it, but he couldn't tell. When he touched it on his hand, except that it was still a little boney, he couldn't tell it had any life in it.
The People's Liberation Army is disciplined and does not take advantage of the masses. But two business trips with Professor Wen of Jinmen University made Wang Ke particularly sensitive to these things of unknown origin. This is the mahjong set now.
"Maolin, help me put this mahjong away first and study it tomorrow. Let's take a shower first."
"Yes! Platoon commander."
Gu Maolin began to put the mahjong pieces into the box. It was quite troublesome to code them one by one. Wang Ke looked at the mahjong box. It looked a bit like the small trousseau box used by rural girls to wear jewelry. It was very heavy and painted with a kind of red and black paint. There was also a layer of yellow cloth inside. It was very worn and could not be seen. What wood is it made of?
After finishing the coding, Gu Maolin deliberately placed the Yaoji sheet and the other three Yaoji sheets at the top, closed the lid, and placed them on top of the innermost box.
"Hurry up and sleep. Don't forget the ten kilometers tomorrow morning." Wang Ke had already finished washing. He picked up the water in the basin, walked out and poured it into the pig pen.
Wang Ke finished pouring the water, carrying the washbasin, and stood in the yard and took a look. The lights in the west wing were already turned off. The stars twinkled in the distant sky, and a dog barked from the west side of the village. Tomorrow will be another sunny day.
"Platoon leader, what are you looking at?" Gu Maolin also walked out with foot-washing water.
"Maolin, why doesn't Uncle Geng's family have a dog?" Wang Ke asked.
"I don't know about this. It seems that none of the neighbors in the east of the village have dogs." Gu Maolin felt that the monitor was strange and asked some inexplicable questions.
It is normal for rural people not to keep dogs. Some people keep dogs to prevent theft, but some people find it too troublesome to keep dogs. Besides, there is nothing valuable in this broken house, so there is no need to waste food.
"Have you noticed? Maolin, there are very few dogs in Longquan Village."
"Platoon leader, do you want to eat dog meat?"
"Go away, go back to sleep."
The two people talked and returned to the house. The lights in Uncle Geng's room had been turned off. Wang Ke and Gu Maolin quickly took off their clothes and got into bed.
The entire Longquanzhuang was shrouded in night.
Wang Ke was lying on the bed, staring at the roof. Although nothing could be seen there, Wang Ke seemed to feel that there was a face always looking at him. Like a gray-haired old man, and like a lion.
Slowly, a wave of sleepiness came over, and Wang Ke fell asleep.
