All the soldiers in the border guard company rushed out of the room where they were watching TV, cheered, sang and danced and rushed to the white snow in the compound, expressing the surging emotions in their chests.
When the time was almost up, they consciously stood in a row and shouted in unison in the direction of their hometown.
"Best wishes to Mom and Dad."
"grandparents."
"Uncle, aunt."
"Wife and children."
"Blessings to our great motherland."
"Happy New Year--------"
Powerful and affectionate blessings spread to the hinterland of the motherland through the dazzling fireworks and deafening sound of firecrackers above the Yimu River. Relatives back home are also thinking of them at the border. No one will miss them at this exciting moment.
We have forgotten this group of ambitious men who guard the border and show their youth and passion.
With tears in her eyes, Gu Mengmeng waved in the direction of Beijing like a child. She hugged the soldiers who came over and cheered together, expressing her deepest thoughts and blessings to her relatives.
After 12 o'clock, the cheering soldiers gradually dispersed.
But her cell phone rang.
Conway and his company's mobile phones were confiscated during the last mission and were not returned, so no one could contact the outside world except for the landline phone in the company commander's office.
Gu Mengmeng is a reporter and enjoys privileges. Her mobile phone is still by her side. However, due to the signal interruption caused by the weather during this period, she has not been in contact with Beijing for a long time.
She hurriedly took it out of her pocket and saw Gu Quntang's name flashing on it.
"Hey, dad, I'm Mengmeng! Can you hear me?" She grabbed Conway's hand, and her voice became trembling because she missed her loved ones, making the man beside her couldn't help but lean her into his arms.
Gu Quntang's voice was intermittent, but you could still hear it roughly.
"Meng-----Happy year--good health--come back soon!"
Happy New Year to Mengmeng, take care of yourself and come back soon!
This is my father's speaking style, concise and direct, but with warmth like fire, bringing them family wishes in this frontier far away from the flashy city.
"Dad, please take care of yourself too! Happy New Year. Conway and I are here to wish you a happy New Year!" She arched her hands toward the distance as a wish from an unfilial daughter to her father.
"No. No. Hang up -------" Before the sound disappeared, the sound of beeping signal interruption came.
Gu Mengmeng looked at Kangwei with tears in her eyes and said pitifully: "No more..."
Conway pinched her nose, held her tight in his arms distressedly, and said comfortingly: "Be good, we will go back in a few days, and then we will go home to see dad together."
"Yeah!" Gu Mengmeng hummed while wiping her tears on his coat. Conway's childish behavior made Conway shake his head again.
Just as he was about to move, his cell phone rang again.
Gu Mengmeng picked it up with great surprise and saw that it was Commander Kang's home phone.
She quickly answered the call again.
"Hey! I'm Mengmeng! Are they mom and dad?"
This time something magical happened, the signal suddenly became normal and the speech became extremely fluent.
The call was from He Shanyun, who was thinking about her youngest son and daughter-in-law. After asking her whether she and Kangwei were together, her happy tone changed.
"Happy New Year, you little ancestors!"
Gu Mengmeng stuck out her tongue and smiled, then put the phone into Conway's hand and asked him to speak.
Kangwei took the phone and hugged Gu Mengmeng to wish his parents, brother-in-law, and Aunt Wu New Year greetings.
On the phone, Ning Ning's shouts of joy could be heard faintly, the music of the TV gala, and the endless joy of reunion could be heard.
After chatting for a while and just explaining the return date and signal issues, the phone suddenly disconnected.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh at the coverage of China Mobile. Why didn't they care about Yimuhe?
Later, they received New Year greeting calls from Enya and Gu Jingxi intermittently, but they always stopped midway through, making both of them lose their temper. Enya said that He Yang would return to Beijing after the New Year, and he would bring him with him then.
Give Gu Mengmeng a surprise and let her look forward to it.
surprise?
What is it?
Is Enya and He Yang’s wedding a happy one? Or is it something else?
With a trace of doubt, she snuggled into Conway's arms, found the most comfortable position, and fell asleep holding him.
After the Spring Festival, the Yimu River is still cold, but every day moving forward is heading towards a warmer and warmer spring. In a few months, the ice and snow will melt, and in the summer, the Yimu River will be filled with dark green mountains in the distance and close to the water.
The scenery is golden, green everywhere, the air is refreshing and the wind is refreshing, giving it a unique frontier flavor.
The good days that the soldiers have been waiting for are coming soon.
The one-week training course officially started on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Conway's requirements were more stringent than before. The sharp knife company was composed of elite forces drawn from various border defense companies. The soldiers were also good. They trained hard, were not afraid of hardship, and worked hard to learn and master the skills of the instructors.
Bring them advanced training essentials.
Gu Mengmeng is very busy in the computer room organizing and transmitting subsequent manuscripts every day.
On the eve of leaving, the editor-in-chief replied to her message and said: "You missed last year's Dutch competition award ceremony because you were absent from Iraq. The organizer was very sorry that the first prize in the journalism category that should have belonged to you was awarded to someone else.
.This year, your new work "Moving" immediately attracted great attention from the jury as soon as it entered the competition. You were the first to be shortlisted. They just sent an invitation letter to the newspaper and wanted to invite you to Amsterdam for a half-year lecture.
"
She was stunned, and then pinched her arm as if she didn't believe it. Is it true?
With trembling hands, she typed out the message: "Really? Are you qualified to teach in the Netherlands Competition?" How could she not know that the qualifications to teach in the Netherlands Competition, the most authoritative international professional photojournalism competition, are only limited to photographers who have made outstanding contributions?
Home. Was she, a little-known photojournalist for the Chinese Military Daily, invited?
The editor-in-chief responded to her with a big smile, "Really! The jury urges you to arrive in Amsterdam before mid-March and ask you to reply to them."
"Can I go? Editor-in-Chief!" She still felt like she was dreaming.
The editor-in-chief replied with an angry expression this time, "I can definitely go! The newspaper has already replied to you and agreed to the invitation of the tournament."
"Thank you, editor...thank you, president." Gu Mengmeng covered her lips and said goodbye to the editor.
The god of luck favored her, allowing her dreams to be realized perfectly. Last year, in order to save her lover and for the obsession of not giving up, she missed the highest point of her life. She thought there was no hope.
But things have turned around and everything is full of hope again.