The distance from the provincial capital to Jiangbei City is only 400 kilometers. Nowadays, the railway transportation is very fast. If you take the EMU, you can get there in two hours. But Deputy Commander Luo chose the cheapest green train with a group of migrant workers and township enterprise salesmen.
We sat bang bang bang bang together for five hours before we arrived at Jiangbei City.
It was already six o'clock in the evening when we arrived in Jiangbei City at twelve o'clock in the afternoon. After leaving the train station, Xiao Li's stomach was already growling, but he had strictly fulfilled his accusation and followed Deputy Commander Luo's vigilant eyes around him.
With.
Standing in front of the train station square, Deputy Commander Luo looked at the night scene of Jiangbei City with its lights on after the snow and couldn't help but sigh: "It has really changed."
Xiao Li took a taxi and sat in the front seat. Deputy Commander Luo sat in the back seat and told the driver: "Go to Gaotupo."
The taxi driver moved the car and asked casually: "Are you from outside the city? If you have relatives and friends living in Gaotupo, you are very unlucky."
Deputy Commander Luo asked with great interest: "Why do you say that?"
"Oh, don't mention that the price of Gaotupo is only 1500. It's spread everywhere. It's too dark and such a good area. I can only eat meat by myself. I won't even let people drink a mouthful of soup. This world..."
The taxi driver chattered endlessly, but Deputy Commander Luo was silent. Holding the military newspaper in his hand, he sighed in his heart, Brother Guo, your life is not easy.
Not long after, the taxi arrived at a shantytown. The front houses facing the street had already begun to be destroyed. The windows and glass were smashed and big letters were written everywhere. The road was also dug up, and various pipelines were exposed. The street lights were extremely dim. Some people were returning home from get off work. People push bicycles carefully for fear of falling into a pit.
After paying the driver, the two got out of the car. Deputy Commander Luo politely stopped a female student after school and asked: "Do you know this person in the newspaper of my little classmate?"
The pretty girl took one look and said, "That's Grandpa Guo. I know him."
"Please, where can I find him?"
The girl stretched out her slender fingers: "Go forward, turn left, then turn right. It's so dark, I'll take you there."
After walking for a while, I finally arrived near Uncle Guo's garage. The girl said: "This is it." After getting on the bicycle and leaving, Deputy Commander Luo said to her back: "Thank you.
You little girl." He slowly turned around and looked at Uncle Guo's shack not far away.
This is a simple little shed built with broken bricks, linoleum, asbestos tiles and broken wood. It can only shelter from the wind and snow in this cold night. Seven o'clock in the evening is the warm moment when people have just returned home from get off work and every household is preparing dinner. But there was only one dim yellow lamp in this cold broken shack. The cold wind blew violently and blew up the colorful strips of cloth pressed against the bricks on the shack, as if it wanted to pour in from every crack.
Just as Deputy Commander Luo was looking at this small shack, a young man with a shaved head came over alertly and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Deputy Commander Luo turned around and pointed at the young man with his finger and asked: "I remember you. You are from the anti-aircraft artillery brigade stationed in Coldstream. Your name is Lin Hao. You were the first place in the brigade's five-kilometer cross-country race with weights that year. When will you retire?"
Yes? Why didn't you become a sergeant?"
The young man was stunned for a moment and looked at Deputy Commander Luo carefully, as if he couldn't believe his eyes: "You are... Luo..." Suddenly he stood at attention, raised his hands and saluted, and said: "Report that I was discharged last year and was qualified to be transferred to a non-commissioned officer.
It’s crowded.”
"Hmm." Deputy Commander Luo frowned. The bad atmosphere in the local area is sometimes even more serious in the army. As a senior leader, it is difficult to pay attention to the issue of the retention and retention of ordinary soldiers. The deputy commander has no choice but to do this.
Deputy Commander Luo motioned for him to put down his hands and said, "It's a private matter that I came to visit my old comrades. No need to salute. What are you doing here?"
"Reporting that I was ordered to protect Uncle Guo, who is repairing the car. He is on duty."
"Oh whose order are you on?"
"The report I am following is the order of Manager Liu of Red Star Company."
"Okay, you can continue on duty."
"yes!"
Deputy Commander Luo asked Xiao Li to stand nearby and watch over him. He walked slowly over to the door of the shack. He stood speechless for a long time and choked. Behind the colorful striped cloth in the window, a pale old man was sitting in front of the briquettes stove.
I don't know what was stewed in the rice-steel pot. The fire was not strong. He sighed and went to get the fan. Suddenly, his outstretched hand froze. Deputy Commander Luo looked outside and said nothing.
"Report to the platoon leader! Soldier Luo Kekegong from the 1st Squadron of Unit 597 has arrived!" Deputy Commander Luo suddenly said impassionedly while raising his right hand in a military salute.
Uncle Guo slowly stood up and lifted the colorful cloth and looked at Deputy Commander Luo. The two stared at each other in silence for a long time. Suddenly, their four hands were tightly held together and then they hugged each other fiercely.
"Won't the old platoon leader invite me to come in and sit down?" Deputy Commander Luo asked with a smile.
"Come in, it's just a family joke." Uncle Guo let the guest into his small shack. The low shack made the tall General Luo feel cramped. The bed made of bricks and door panels was covered with bedding, small briquettes, and rice was stewed on the stove.
In addition to the leftovers, there are some car repair tools, a few inner tubes hanging on the wall, a pump leaning behind the door, and a naive puppy who heard the noise and opened his sleepy eyes. He climbed up and came to the owner to beg for food.
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"Old platoon leader, is this your home? The conditions are too difficult and you have suffered a lot these years." Deputy Commander Luo took off his hat and sat on the ponytail and sighed.
"I'm used to it." Uncle Guo said calmly and took out a cigarette for Deputy Commander Luo, who happened to be smoking the same thing. The two of Zhongnanhai laughed and lit their own cigarettes.
"Old platoon leader Political Commissar Xu passed away just yesterday," Deputy Commander Luo said, blowing out a puff of smoke.
Uncle Guo just nodded without saying a word and served a small bowl of rice for the puppy to eat.
"He told me a secret before he died. He was responsible for the failed top-secret operation thirty years ago. The Rangers had wrong information from the beginning and pointed it at the enemy's gun. Therefore, your treatment was an unjust case."
What shocked Deputy Commander Luo was that after hearing such shocking news, Uncle Guo didn't even blink an eyelid and continued busy feeding his puppy.
"What? You knew this a long time ago?" Deputy Commander Luo asked.
"I knew it right then."
"Why didn't you say it! Do you want to endure this unjust injustice?" Deputy Commander Luo couldn't bear the anger in his heart and stood up excitedly.
"He is responsible, but the key is my command error. The organization trusted me, and the comrades entrusted their lives to me, but I failed them. I should bear this responsibility." Uncle Guo continued to look straight.
"But……"
"No, but a man should bear the responsibility and... Lao Xu's child and young wife just joined the army and cannot withstand the storm."
"So you took the blame for him! He has been carrying the blame for thirty years! Old platoon leader Guo Yuanchao! You are so stupid!" Deputy Commander Luo turned around angrily. He wanted to pace back and forth to vent his anger, but the shack was too small.
There was no room to turn around and he could still walk around, so he had no choice but to smoke heavily.
"Forget it, Lao Xu is dead and you are old. I will give you an explanation. Have you eaten? You haven't eaten yet. I haven't eaten either. Let's go together." Deputy Commander Luo couldn't help but shout outside: "Little
plum!"
"have!"
"Go buy some food and drinks."
Uncle Guo quickly advised: "Don't send other people's children. If you want to buy something, the shop next door has it."
"That's just right." Deputy Commander Luo opened the door and went to the shop next door to buy a lot of ham sausage, braised chicken wings, tea eggs, dried tofu, and Erguotou.
The shop owner and Uncle Guo are good friends. When he heard that the other person was Lao Guo's comrade, he said that he would not accept any money. Deputy Commander Luo was not a hypocritical person, so he accepted the money and invited the shop owner to have a drink with him. The other party readily agreed.
The old guy, Xiao Li and a puppy started a unique dinner in Uncle Guo's drafty shack.
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Mr. Hu had a great time drinking today. At ten o'clock in the night, he came out from the splendid city in a drunken state. Jin Lao called Lao Qi again: "Lao Qi, don't forget that you have to settle things for me tonight. I don't care about you."
Whether it's murder, arson, or kowtow, those two old guys must be kicked out, do you hear me?"
Lao Qi smiled and replied: "Brother Hu, you drank too much again. Didn't you call and make arrangements just now? Brothers are ready. We have done this tonight. You can go back to sleep without worries."
Mr. Hu slowly put away his cell phone and turned on his Cayenne. He rubbed his eyes and let out a wine burp. Although it was a bit loud, he was still conscious. He only had a pound or three ounces of white wine and it was not that easy to knock Mr. Hu down. He muttered in a low voice.
The car left the splendid parking lot. The weather was cold and snowflakes seemed to be floating in the air again. Mr. Hu switched the car to snow mode and drove slowly. Jiangbei City was silent under the night. Fine snowflakes were flying under the bright car lights.
"It's snowing, why don't you freeze those beggars to death?" Mr. Hu muttered, turning the steering wheel and Cayenne entered a high-end community in Binjiang. He had a property under his name and also maintained a female student from the art college.
Live here all year round.
After getting off the Cayenne, Mr. Tiger yawned loudly and turned around smelling of alcohol. That damn girl had to force him to take a shower again. He just took a shower, but he had to take a shower together to enjoy it. Mr. Tiger's mind was full of messy things and he was thinking about it as he walked.
He didn't even notice a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.
A strong gust of wind hit him. Master Hu subconsciously turned around and saw a black rectangular object hitting his face. He was very familiar with this thing. He could see it everywhere on the construction site and picked it up at his fingertips.