This meal lasted until about ten o'clock at night, which was already very late for a small mountain village.
After dinner, Han Qingyu helped his mother wash the dishes and fill the rice and water jars.
Then he went to the yard to chop firewood with his father, and piled the chopped firewood along the wall. As the father and son talked and worked, they unknowingly built the pile of firewood so high that it reached the eaves.
In the days of mountain people, rice jars and firewood often represent a lot. Words like "full jar", "mandou" and "full hoard" are often used as names because they always make people feel at ease.
"Come on, Qingzi, Mom wants to show you something."
When Han Qingyu returned to the house, his mother Zhang Jiexia was sitting at the dining table and called him over.
The old handkerchief with blue border and white background was opened, revealing a silver bracelet.
The old silver is a bit old, with a simple color and a very ordinary style. It is bare and has no patterns or carvings. It is probably my mother's dowry back then.
"Bring it to you." Mom said, handing over the bracelet and handkerchief.
"Don't you want this?" Han Qingyu quickly clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "Here, a silver bracelet, why am I taking this with you?!"
My mother was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't think of an appropriate reason for it, so she said, "What do you think?"
Han Qingyu thought for a moment, "Normally, wouldn't this be passed on to my daughter-in-law when you become my mother-in-law?"
"So you still know?!" When he said this, my mother immediately became confident and said, "Isn't it because you are leaving home? You have been away for several years, and my mother can't see or control... Take it , if you meet her later, give her the bracelet for your mother, and put it on first to avoid running away."
Han Qingyu: "..."
"We can't let people run away wearing our bracelets." Zhang Jiexia thought for a while, and then added another explanation seriously and distressedly.
"No," Han Qingyu couldn't laugh or cry, "I went to the army, Mom."
"How many girls are there in the army? Don't you need anyone to cook?"
"It's what men in the army do." That's what he said. In fact, Han Qingyu didn't know what the "army" he went to looked like.
"Oh, then... I'm not happy that you happened to run into one when you went out one day? I'm not happy that a girl from a leader in the army fell in love with my son? I'm not happy... there's another Hua Mulan in the barracks? "
While Zhang Jiexia was thinking about good things, she talked a lot and counted all the slim possibilities together.
Han Qingyu was unmoved, especially the one about Hua Mulan.
Until the end, my mother sniffed and said in a reluctant tone: "We don't have anything else decent at home, so just take it with you and keep it by your side as a thought."
"...Eh." Han Qingyu took the bracelet. He really needed something to think about after leaving.
After washing, I returned to the room and calmed down a bit.
There was nothing to pack in his luggage, just a few simple things that couldn't even fit into a schoolbag he carried when he went to school. Han Qingyu turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.
His current state of life can be roughly described as: looking at the abyss while looking at the light.
What happened tonight itself probably made the light a little brighter. But I heard from Lao Jian that in the battle they went through before, 17 people died, and everyone else was injured...
Live, you must live... Source energy is hope.
Han Qingyu understood his absorption of source energy as a special physique. As Lao Jian said before, he had heard of people with particularly high degree of source energy integration, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. Han Qingyu regards himself as a similar person to those people and is eager to know their fate and achievements.
The blue crystal source energy absorbed tonight is still in the body and can be felt, but the amount seems to be slightly reduced.
So, is it like this? It erupts during combat, acts on the outside, and consumes a lot of energy; in non-combat states, there is excess, which warms the body and is slowly absorbed.
With no one to consult or discuss, Han Qingyu could only analyze and reason based on the fragmented information in Lao Jian's words and his own body perception.
It was probably until early in the morning that he finally came to a preliminary understanding, or conclusion:
First, the actual source energy content of a dark golden metal block as big as last time is actually far greater than the blue crystal source energy block we got tonight. If you really want to compare, it is at least the difference between a glass of water and three or two drops of water on your fingertips.
Therefore, if the metal blocks obtained by Lao Jian and the others from a battle are turned over for refinement, they are likely to be able to produce dozens of blue crystal energy blocks. But excluding the cost of fighting for so many people, I'm afraid there won't be much "profit".
It's no wonder that because of a missing piece of metal, Lao Jian had to go to the headquarters to explain the situation and be examined.
Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway... I didn't mean it, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Second, the so-called scientific refining by the army is not actually purification, but the addition of some impurities, or guided substances, so that the source energy can be transferred and divided, and at the same time it can be used by more people and more generally.
Therefore, compared to dark gold nuggets, blue crystal nuggets are impure, so there is a huge gap in the absorption speed between the two.
That's probably it?
After thinking about this, Han Qingyu began to long for a metal block, but currently, if he wanted to get a metal block, he would have to catch and kill at least two "black-armored robots". He definitely couldn't do it alone, but with his teammates, he wouldn't be able to do it. Dare to embezzle it at will...it's too difficult to operate.
Thinking about it this way, he felt that the blue crystal blocks were actually very good. If he could get a lot of them...a car, a house...
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Lao Jian came around noon the next day.
His face looked a little pale and haggard, but he came here neatly and cleanly. It is hard to imagine that someone who kept vomiting blood like that the night before could show up like this the next day.
If this was left in the village, the coffin would have been laid overnight.
In addition, the timing of his arrival is also very particular. If he is visiting relatives and friends in the countryside, this is equivalent to tacitly saying: I want to have lunch at your house.
"So it's really shameless... As expected, you are not from the regular army. The regular army never takes advantage of the masses. You actually eat my old egg-laying hen."
In order to entertain the army leader, Zhang Jiexia killed an old egg-laying hen at home, and Han Youshan opened the last bottle of old liquor that he had been reluctant to drink.
Han Qingyu hurriedly filled his stomach and watched from the side. Seeing Lao Jian talking about his sister-in-law and eldest brother, and enthusiastically exchanging cups with Father Han, it felt like watching a devil sitting there in human skin. Behind the kind face, there was The true face of someone who may turn against him at any time.
"He pointed a knife at your son's throat, Dad, Mom. He forced your son to be a "soldier" who could die at any time. He..."
Unable to stand it any longer, Han Qingyu made an excuse, got off the table and went to the yard to stay.
Not long after, inside the house, Lao Jian had eaten and drank. Without making any preparations, she took out a thick stack of money from her bag and placed it on the table.
"I applied for a special talent recruitment subsidy for my child... here is six thousand yuan, take a look."
Father and Mother Han were stunned for a moment, looking puzzled.
"It's issued by the state, so feel free to take it." Lao Jian paused and said, "By the way, because the matter is special, it's better not to tell anyone about it, so as not to waste time explaining."
After saying that, he also stood up, leaving time for the Han parents to buffer, and went to the yard to find Han Qingyu.
"Six thousand..."
Six thousand is a lot. I said 10,000 before. In fact, the Han family has never seen more than 1,000 yuan in order to support his education in these years. Han Qingyu thought so in his heart and felt that it was good, but on his face, he felt it was good. There was no sign of excitement, just a faint "Oh".
Of course, he didn't know that Lao Jian actually took the money himself.
The money was not approved by the superiors. Although the Blue Alliance Army is rich, in the more than 80 years since its establishment, there has never been such a rule and precedent of "before sacrifice, compensation first"... There is no such rule in any army in the world.
Lao Jian paid for it himself. Among the 6,000 yuan, he had 4,000 that he usually had on hand. The other 2,000 was borrowed from the doctors and nurses at the medical point last night when he was spitting blood.
As for Han Qingyu's attitude, Lao Jian knew clearly why the child was considering it, so he naturally didn't mind. He laughed on the spot and said, "You, I think your kid likes everything, but this is the only thing... he is really petty."
Han Qingyu remained silent.
But it was Father Han and Mother Han who came out of the house together, holding money in their hands and walking to Lao Jian's side with worries and uneasiness on their faces.
The father spoke first, and said in a low voice but with anxiety: "Brother Lao, this... soldiers are paid so much, I have never heard of it."
"Yes, Brother Lao," the mother continued, "Are the children in great danger when they become soldiers? That's why..."
Lao Jian was stunned. He didn't expect that when faced with six thousand yuan, the simple and hard-working parents of the Han family would first think of this.
"This family..." It was not difficult for Lao Jian to understand why Han Qingyu was so filial and sensible.
He was distracted for a moment.
Han's father and mother suddenly felt that something was wrong. They hurriedly returned the money to Lao Jian and said, "Then, can we not take it? No special move... It's not that we are not willing to protect our family and the country... It's just, This kid is really not the material."
"Yes, leader, you don't know that this child is actually very timid. He didn't dare to go out alone to urinate at night for two years ago."
This... I didn't expect that my parents could still sing together like this.
Han Qingyu knew that things were inevitable and there was no point in talking about it. He quickly stepped forward with a smile and said, "Mom, Dad, look at you, what are you thinking about? There is no danger. I'm going to be a cultural soldier..."
"real?"
"Of course it's true."
While Han Qingyu was comforting his parents, Lao Jian lowered his head and lit a cigarette silently, then turned his head to look at the distant mountains outside the courtyard for a while, then turned back and interjected:
"Yes, Brother Han, sister-in-law, you two are overthinking... Besides, it's not me. I will do my best to take good care of Qingzi for you."
After he finished speaking, he patted his chest sincerely, but he didn't have much confidence.
Father and Mother Han looked at each other and believed it. After being embarrassed for a while, they remembered the business and hurriedly said that they would pack their luggage right away.
"My parents are packing their luggage?" Han Qingyu asked Lao Jian with confused eyes after his parents returned to the house.
"The new recruits are in the city by train," Lao Jian said. "When we were having dinner just now, your parents asked me if they could go with them, saying they wanted to see you off... I agreed. Anyway, I have a car here. . By the way, I’ll take them to the bank to deposit the money first, what do you think?”
"...Thank you." Han Qingyu thought for a moment and lowered his voice, "So I wear the same red flowers and ride in the same car as the other recruits?"
"Of course, I told you before, all the procedures are formal and complete." Lao Jian said, "It's just that the carriage you get in is different."
