Saying goodbye to the strange old man in the Shinto stele pavilion, the reconnaissance team returned the same way under the leadership of Wang Ke.
Uncle Geng was walking in front, carrying a basket on his back.
Wang Ke followed closely, everything he saw today flashing through his mind.
Unknowingly, we passed the Concubine Mausoleum, and then passed through the "Interference Group". Except for Wang Ke, everyone felt bored. Even if I was studying with the prince today and saw two corpses, everything else was meaningless.
Only Wang Ke was still walking and thinking about the broken porcelain pieces and torn old calligraphy and paintings that were scattered on the floor in the tomb. Alas, there was also that pillow-like stone. Among this group of soldiers, even though he was aware of collecting, he still did not expect that these broken porcelain and fragments still had high value.
He overlooked one thing. The fragments of the calligraphy in the hands of the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun were so valuable. When he came to Jinshan, he forgot this.
"Gu Maolin!"
"arrive!"
Following Wang Ke's call, Gu Maolin ran up from the rear of the team. "Platoon leader, what's going on?"
"You picked up a broken piece of porcelain in the tomb and took it out for me to take a look at."
"Hey." Gu Maolin said, taking out the small "small wine cup" from his pocket and handing it over.
"Platoon leader, what do you think this looks like?" he asked somewhat flatteringly.
Wang Ke took it and took a look. He really couldn't see what it looked like. It's a bit like the lamp I picked up from the hole in the cave, but it's smaller and more delicate.
"This is definitely not for drinking. I can't tell what it is. It's a pity that it's damaged, otherwise it might be something."
"Platoon leader, what you said is wrong. It must be something. Otherwise, how could the emperor be placed in the tomb like himself?"
"Well, what you said makes sense. Keep it well. When Professor Ye Rongguang comes, ask him to help you take a look." After Wang Ke finished speaking, he returned the broken porcelain to Gu Maolin, and then faced Geng in front of him. The uncle said: "Uncle Geng, we are already halfway gone. Should we rest for a while before leaving?"
Uncle Geng stopped and looked at the sky. "Okay, let's rest under the tree in front for a while before leaving."
When they arrived under the big tree, everyone sat down. Sweet potato Liang Xiaolong approached Wang Ke and said: "Platoon leader, look at that old man following us!"
"Which old man?"
"That's the old man you gave him the steamed buns to eat."
Wang Ke looked back and saw the lean old man sitting down on the roadside. He actually followed for several kilometers.
"He may not be following us, maybe his family also lives in this direction and is on the same road as us." Wang Ke disagreed. In peacetime, it is common for fellow villagers to follow the People's Liberation Army. When walking on this mountain road, it is safest to go with the People's Liberation Army. Besides, he doesn't look like a spy.
"Doesn't he also live near our Longquanzhuang?"
"It's completely possible." Wang Ke replied smoothly, because he had seen him in Longquanzhuang.
After resting for a while, the reconnaissance team continued on their way.
But this time, Wang Ke was determined. After walking for a while, he looked back and saw the lean old man following him dozens of meters away, hardly losing an inch.
Let him follow. When he returns to Longquanzhuang, where else can he follow?
At almost five o'clock in the afternoon, the reconnaissance team returned to Longquanzhuang. When entering the village, Wang Ke looked back specifically and saw that the old man was still there. When he entered the village and entered Uncle Geng's yard, Wang Ke looked back and could no longer see the old man. Wang Ke thought that he must be heading to the north side of the village, and he was indeed on his way.
"Everyone, take a shower, take a rest, and get ready for dinner. Reconnaissance squad leader, please go to the company headquarters to report that we are back." After Wang Ke and reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin finished speaking, he turned to Uncle Geng and said, "Uncle Geng, thank you for your hard work today. ,Thank you."
"it's okay no problem."
Wang Ke returned to the room, took off his military uniform, picked up the basin and prepared to fetch water. Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong had already walked in with a basin of water.
"Platoon leader, veteran oilman, please bring the basin quickly. I'll mix the water and you wash first."
Sweat and tears have similar chemical compositions, but the latter can only bring sadness and regret, while the former can bring success.
"Diyang, you are very fast. You can hand it over to the platoon leader first, and I will clean the yard." Gu Maolin put down the equipment and bag in his hands, and immediately walked out of the door. After a while, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" was heard in the yard. "The sound of sweeping the floor.
After Wang Ke finished washing, dusted his clothes, opened the shell box, took out the lamp from it, and looked at it carefully. When he saw Gu Maolin's satchel on the kang, he took out the broken porcelain bowl again.
Wang Ke discovered this comparison. The patterns of the two items are really similar, and in terms of glaze and fineness, even the colors are similar.
Couldn't it be something that came out of a kiln? It's miserable enough for an emperor to reach this level, and even get some worthless porcelain as funerary objects. well! What a tragedy.
Wang Ke put away Gu Maolin's things, put away his own lamp, locked the shell box, and came to the yard.
The company will return to the barracks in two days at most. Wang Ke is reluctant to leave the company as he and Gu Maolin will leave. However, it is a soldier's duty to obey orders, and going on official business is a last resort. What's more, inviting Professor Ye to inspect was his own idea and he couldn't blame others.
The evening in Longquanzhuang is particularly beautiful, with smoke curling up from the cooking pots. Apart from the braying of donkeys and pigs, not a single barking of dogs is heard in the village. If it weren't for the crazy dogs from outside, the village would be so peaceful.
"Platoon Commander Xiao Wang, when will your company leave?" Uncle Geng's voice from behind interrupted Wang Ke's thoughts.
"Uncle Geng, maybe in the next day or two."
"I heard that after your company left, an inspection team came."
"Well, Uncle Geng, Gu Maolin and I need to stay for a while to cooperate with their inspection team."
"I know, I know. I have already made an agreement with the village. When the inspection team comes, they will stay at my house, so you don't have to run around."
"Thank you, Uncle Geng." Wang Ke was very touched. The fellow villagers here are very simple and there is no philistine like the people in the city.
"Uncle Geng, I want to ask again, why doesn't your family have a dog? It seems that you don't have the habit of raising dogs in your village."
"Hehe, Platoon Leader Xiao Wang, I have told you before that there is nothing to be afraid of in this broken house. But in the past, I have raised dogs, but they couldn't be raised. They either ran away or starved to death."
"Why?"
"The dogs don't eat either. Our village is evil." After Uncle Geng finished speaking, he went out with a shovel and a basket on his back.
The people in the village couldn't stand still. Wang Ke looked at Uncle Geng's retreating back, chewing on Uncle Geng's words, puzzled. Why do dogs in this village prefer to starve to death rather than eat? What exactly is the "evil nature" in this village?
Also, think of the golden cobra on the eagle's beak and the five-fingered peach in Muling. How many unsolved mysteries are there in Longquanzhuang and its surroundings?
"Beep -" the company watchman's whistle sounded in the distance, indicating that dinner was about to begin.
The reconnaissance squad quickly assembled the team and followed Wang Ke from the reconnaissance squad to the company kitchen for dinner.
After dinner, Wang Ke was called to the company headquarters by instructor Ding. Mainly to explain the following precautions. The company set off, leaving only Wang Ke and Gu Maolin. Instructor Ding explained everything about mass discipline and how to return to the team after completing the mission.
"Command the platoon commander, has the platoon had a meeting? Who is responsible for the work of the platoon?"
"Instructor, we have already had a meeting, and the old squad leader Huang Zhonghe is still in charge temporarily."
"Okay! You and Gu Maolin will go to the sergeant's place later and collect your autumn and winter clothes. At the same time, you will pay a month's food expenses in advance and set up a place with a fellow villager at his house, so as not to cause trouble to others as much as possible."
"yes!"
Wang Ke said goodbye to the instructor and went to the company commander Bearded Tian and deputy company commander Lu Zeran. He could never get enough of the commander's teachings. Finally, Wang Ke came to the small courtyard where the sergeant lived.
This time was special enough. Everyone else went back to the barracks to get quilts. Only Wang Ke and Gu Maolin were given quilts separately.
A pair of cotton shoes with felt insoles, a pair of Jiefang shoes, a winter smock, a cool military uniform, a white sheet, and two pairs of socks.
"Is it gone?" Wang Ke asked when he saw the two piles of quilts in front of him.
"Commander platoon leader, what else do you want? Yes, the company will give you a month's food allowance. The two of you have a total of ninety kilograms of food stamps, twenty-eight yuan, plus one month's allowance for you two, a total of forty Three yuan. Here, write a note."
The sergeant was counting the food stamps and money, and Wang Ke was writing a receipt on a piece of paper.
After the handover was completed, Wang Ke put the money and food stamps into his pocket, packed the quilt into two small bags, and took them out.
Not far from next door was the cooking class, so he had to go see the nonsense building.
"Hu Yan Lou, is Hu Yan Lou here?"
Hu Yanlou ran out as soon as he heard this. "Old squad leader, which gust of wind has brought you here? Come on, sit down in the room."
"You kid are really talking nonsense. What are you talking about? I'm just a piece of paper, and the wind blows it to you?"
"Yes, yes, that's what the old squad leader criticized. After Dr. 'Shush' left that day, I wanted to find you, but I saw you guys in a meeting, so I came back. We had a class meeting last night and we didn't have time. I was just thinking about going to find you later, but I didn’t expect you to come first..."
"Wait a minute, what did you just say 'shush' doctor?"
"Hey, old squad leader, I'm a bitch, don't worry about it. That Doctor Shi is so beautiful. Even a fool can see that she's interested in you. Look at how she changes your dressing and blows to music," Shh'."
"Hu Yanlou, do you need to be beaten?" Wang Ke stuffed the two quilts into Hu Yanlou's arms, "Come on, follow me back to the reconnaissance squad."
Hu Yanlou stuck out his tongue, took the package, followed Wang Ke, turned around and shouted into the room: "Squad leader, I'm asking for leave. The former commanding platoon leader will send something."
This is called brine and tofu, and one thing is reduced.
Ever since Wang Ke returned from Nanshao Village, the Hu Yanlou has been helping the command platoon. And he also obeyed Wang Ke and respected the old squad leader who was both a teacher and a friend.
"Old squad leader, I heard that you and Gu Maolin are staying and have to go on business."
"Yes."
"Is there anything missing?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I'll leave you a bag of white flour and a few pounds of peanut oil." Hu Yanlou sincerely wanted to help Wang Ke.
"Isn't this... bad? If the company finds out, you won't be able to eat and walk around." Wang Ke wanted to refuse, but when he thought about Professor Ye Rongguang coming, life in this mountain valley was indeed very hard, and he didn't even want to buy some fine grains. Easy to buy. So I took a breath for a moment and hesitated a bit in my words.
"It's okay. I'll be on duty tomorrow morning and I'll bring it to you."
"Then I'll throw you some money."
"Squad leader, if you want to talk about money, that's a waste of money. You helped Cuihua and she told me, but I haven't repaid you yet."
"Then you can't use the company's things as favors! Well, I'd better throw away the fifty kilograms of food stamps, and you can throw away the twenty yuan and give it to the sergeant. Remember, no more corruption."
"Okay, monitor, I find you are good at everything, but sometimes you are a bit prude."
"You kid, you need to be whipped again, aren't you?"
