An ox cart was walking slowly along the tractor road leading to the village under the stars and the moon. The old farmer was pulling the ox, and the cart was full of sweet potato vines piled high. The weight was not light.
The explosion and bright light not far away caught the old farmer's attention. He stopped and took a look in the distance. He was surprised by the loudness of the explosion and the light of fire reaching into the sky.
This is a very beautiful village, with flat land, neat houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboos.
That is, when the old farmer was lost in thought, an object fell on the sweet potato vines piled high on the oxcart, making a dull sound. He looked and found nothing, so he thought he had heard wrongly.
That was the military airport over there, and something might have happened. The old farmer raised his neck and looked around but found nothing, so he continued to walk home unsteadily.
After passing Jinghu Lake, we arrived at Changjiao Lin's home on the edge of Jinghu Village. At this time, the old farmer clearly heard the sound of a living thing on the oxcart. He immediately stopped the old oxen and put the fork on the oxcart.
He pulled out the long fork from the sweet potato pile and stared at the top of the sweet potato pile with a wary expression.
At Changjiao Lin's house, the couple were having dinner with their two children. After hearing some noise, Changjiao Lin immediately ran out and turned on the light outside the door, shouting to the old farmer, "Qi Gong, you have to finish work so late.
Have you eaten?"
"Come here quickly! There seems to be something in the car!" Qigong shouted nervously.
Changjiao Lin was stunned, picked up the hoe placed by the door and rushed over, "Where is it?"
"Above!" Qi Gong pointed to the top of the pile of sweet potato vines that was at least five or six meters high.
Changjiao Lin pretended to be brave and shouted: "Who! Get down or I will beat you to death! Come down quickly!"
His shouts attracted the attention of several neighboring families. As soon as Changjiao Lin shouted, the neighbors who understood the situation rushed over and surrounded the oxcart.
Others were carrying hatchets and a dozen or so flashlights were shining brightly on the top of the sweet potato pile.
At this time, Qi Gong calmed down and quickly asked a few young men to pull out the old ox and unload the cart directly. Just support the two beams of the ox cart and achieve the purpose of tipping under the action of the lever.
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A tall pile of sweet potato vines slid down, and after hitting the ground, the upper part fell down under the action of inertia. At this time, a person suddenly rolled down, and a group of junior students gathered around and prepared to rush forward at any time.
Criminals who sneaked into the village to commit illegal acts gave the people an iron fist blow and then turned them over to the public security organs.
When more than a dozen flashlight beams hit him and everyone saw the man's condition clearly, the hoes, shovels, hatchets and poles held high were slowly lowered. Surprise and confusion replaced anger.
The man was wearing military uniforms, the kind worn by pilots, and a helmet. The armbands on his upper arms were the most conspicuous.
"Still waiting to die, hurry up and save people! Call the police!" Qigong jumped up immediately. He had interacted with the military airport next door the most, and he immediately recognized him. He was a pilot from the military!
The unlucky pilot was Li Zhan.
The people suddenly became busy, threw their "weapons" aside, and hurriedly followed the instructions of the village chief Qi Gong. At one time, more than a dozen calls were made to the 110 police center at the same time, and many people were busy trying to get there.
Help Li Zhan up.
Qi Gong was very experienced and yelled at everyone not to mess around. He appointed a few steady middle-aged people to find the wooden planks. Don't move the wounded easily if you don't know the injury situation, otherwise it will cause secondary injuries to the wounded. Long-legged Lin Tiao
Then he went home and took out the bed board. Then he and a few middle-aged farmers carefully lifted Li Zhan onto the bed board, then carefully lifted up the bed board and carried him directly back to his living room.
The long-legged woodland wife Jiaopo hurriedly moved the dining table and stools aside to make a large space for Li Zhan. The living rooms in rural houses are generally relatively large, and it does not seem crowded when more than a dozen people come in. Although
In this way, Qi Gong drove out the young people and the children who were watching the fun, but these people did not leave. Instead, they gathered around the door and stretched their necks to see what was going on. Some of them still had rice bowls in their hands.
Qi Gong asked everyone to step aside to give Li Zhan enough space to breathe fresh air, and then tested Li Zhan's heartbeat and breathing. Both his heartbeat and breathing were good, and Qi Gong breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the villagers watching outside had already
They started chatting in whispers. One said that there was a big explosion in the army just now. It must be related to the explosion. The other said that the pilot was probably the one who was bombed. The explosion was so powerful and so on. All kinds of things happened at once.
Various opinions spread in the village, and even groups of small and medium-sized people gathered together to smoke cigarettes and hold a stand-up meeting in front of the door.
"Did you call 120?" Qi Gong asked.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and then they made the same move - they took out the brick-like mobile phone produced by Huaqiangbei and called 120. Suddenly, the 120 emergency center was overwhelmed by more than a dozen calls coming in at the same time.
Let’s talk about the 110 police reception center first. The villagers were anxious and did not call the airport police station. In fact, people are not willing to remember the phone number of the police station. This is a taboo. Almost at the same time, more than a dozen alarm calls were made.
The 110 call center was confused, and it took a while to figure out that they were talking about the same thing.
The same was true for the 120 emergency center. Because it was a matter of rescuing people, they didn't even bother to double-check the alarm situation. They sent out all the ambulances in Xi County at once, which made the leaders think there was a serious car accident.
Dozens of calls came in at once.
In the living room of Changjiao Lin's house, his two sons were also looking at Li Zhan curiously. The younger son suddenly pointed at Li Zhan and shouted: "Handsome uncle!"
"What?" Changjiao Lin asked strangely.
The younger son took two steps closer and looked at Li Zhan carefully again, and said with certainty, "That's the handsome uncle! The handsome uncle who has been a pilot and bought pigeons at home before!"
"Why buy pigeons?" Changjiao Lin was puzzled.
The younger son chuckled and stepped back, hiding behind his elder brother before revealing his head and said, "The time you were whipped by Qi Gong with a bamboo whip, it was the handsome pilot uncle and the policeman uncle who came to the house, saying that you and your mother raised you
The pigeon hit the fighter jet!”
After saying this, Changjiao Lin suddenly remembered that he had been beaten many times by Qi Gong, and the one that left the deepest impression was that time. His wife, Jiao Posi, also remembered it, and was immediately embarrassed. Those who were present at the time quickly came closer.
Recognize each other.
Changjiao Lin's eldest son is in junior high school. After looking at it, he took off Li Zhan's flying helmet. Everyone took off the flying helmet in a hurry. There was a young man who wanted to sneak away with the flying helmet.
After being kicked in the butt by Qi Gong, another middle-aged farmer grabbed the flying helmet and slapped the young man away.
Now you can see the whole picture of Li Zhan. After observing carefully, several people present were pleasantly surprised. Qi Gong said, "It's really that young man! It's really him!"
Although five years have passed, the incident at that time left a deep impression on people, especially because Li Zhan had an extremely handsome face, which left an unforgettable memory. The reason why Changjiao Lin’s youngest son is the most
I recognized him first because he was young and couldn't understand things at that time, so he focused on the handsome and good-looking Li Zhan, so he left a deep impression on him.
"Yes, it's really that cadre!" Changjiao Lin suddenly laughed. He no longer had to be laughed at because of the previous incident. Why, because he saved the pilot of the army!
"Ahem!"
Li Zhan woke up, opened his eyes and saw a circle of ordinary people wearing simple clothes and smiling sincerely around him, and his heart felt warm for no reason.
"I'm not dead?"
When he saw everyone's faces clearly, he immediately sat up in surprise, "Qi Gong? Are you Qi Gong? You... Changjiao Lin? Why is it you? How could you..."
Finally coming back to his senses and fully awake, Li Zhan slapped his head and said, "I flew to your village!"
Qi Gong quickly asked Li Zhan, "Comrade, where do you feel uncomfortable? The ambulance and police will be here soon. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Lie down first."
Li Zhan felt it carefully, and there seemed to be no problem. He moved his limbs carefully, and there seemed to be no problem.
When he saw the starched white labor protection gloves on his hands, he suddenly understood. He slowly raised his head and stared at the triangular wooden beam, and said with emotion, "I have starched white labor protection gloves. I'm fine."
"Is everything okay?" Qi Gong asked again,
Li Zhan nodded affirmatively, "Apart from some dizziness, there are no other problems. Please give me a moment while I get up and move around."
Qi Gong quickly asked everyone to get out of the way.
Li Zhan stood up carefully and did a self-examination in an orderly manner. He was really fine. There was no injury at all. It was incredible. This showed that his handling was quite timely and correct.
"I'm sure it's okay." Li Zhan said.
Qi Gong finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a chair for Li Zhan to sit on. He then placed the flight helmet next to Li Zhan and quickly asked Changjiao Lin to bring boiled water for Li Zhan to drink. The villagers soon knew that the pilot was fine.
Everyone clapped their hands happily and cheered loudly.
There are also people who specialize in reporting news. They run around the village and shout, just like the newspaper sellers in the old days: "The pilots are okay! The soldiers are okay! The pilots are okay! The soldiers are not dead! The soldiers are okay!"
After confirming that Li Zhan was fine, the onlookers became bolder and crowded into the living room. They sat, stood, or squatted against the wall with their knees in their arms. There were even two or three layers of people surrounding the door.
People are just like watching a house lively in the countryside.
Gradually, various questions came up. The common people were particularly curious about people who fly airplanes. People who fly airplanes are almost like gods in their eyes. Of course, in their eyes, those who fly airplanes are all from the army. Many of them have been flying for decades.
I’ve been to all the county towns, let alone by plane.
Li Zhan is in an extremely good mood, this is what the military and civilians are like!