Chapter 23 The Last Soldier Marriage

Wang Qinggui himself couldn't explain why he came to Xinji Village. He didn't wake up from the daze until he saw Xiaolan.He and Xiaolan stared blankly at each other, and he saw the tears in Xiaolan's eyes.He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but felt that he had no strength at all. When he saw Xiaolan, he felt like crying for a while.Xiaolan took a step forward and immediately hugged him, and he fell softly into Xiaolan's arms. That time, he fell into a coma for three consecutive days at Old Man Wu's house. He had a high fever and kept yelling: Miao Deshui, Xiaoliuzi,

Liu Wendong...-I'm sorry for you, there is no one in our independent group... Of course, this is what Xiaolan told him after he woke up.When he woke up, he found that there was a martyr certificate on the wall of Xiaolan's house, which belonged to brother Xiaolan. He seemed to see old man Wu and Xiaolan looking at the entrance of the village again before his eyes. They stared and waited idiotically. They didn't wait for their relatives, but they waited for the martyr certificate. Xiaolan later told him that her brother couldn't wait to come back, so she began to wait for him like she was waiting for her brother.Old man Wu persuaded her not to let her wait any longer, and she firmly believed that he would come back, because before he left, he said that he would come back when he found the team.Now that the whole country is liberated, he has also found a team, and it is time to come. Sure enough, he came back.

In the blink of an eye, he has been away for three years. He has been looking forward to the return of the army for the past three years, and sometimes he will think of Xiaolan's family in his heart. When he came back, he would go back to the army.Only then did he realize that after so many years, he had already regarded the old man Wu's family as his relatives in his heart.This was his last line of defense. He had no choice but to marry Xiaolan. This year he was twenty-five and Xiaolan was twenty.After getting married, he and Xiaolan's family lived an ordinary life. During the day, they went to the fields to farm, and while they were working, he would be in a daze. He felt that everything in front of him was too unreal, like in a dream.Looking at the mountains and beams, he seemed to be back in the team. They were fighting guerrillas on the mountains. Those days were hard and exciting.

In the evening, when he returned home with Xiaolan, he saw Xiaolan's figure turning around in front of his eyes, and he didn't know where he was for a while.Waking up in the middle of the night, he took a look at Xiaolan beside him, pinched his thigh again, and believed that all this was true.Then, he couldn't sleep anymore, and stared out the window blankly.He thought of those comrades who died, lying side by side on the hillside, alone and helpless. Sometimes in his sleep, he dreamed of Miao Deshui, Hu Dazi, Xiao Pan... They stood in front of him as before, saying over and over again: Platoon leader, we miss you.

He shook and woke up, his face was cold and full of tears.Xiaolan, who was lying beside him, also woke up, put her arms around him, and found him crying.She didn't say anything, just looked at him so faintly in the dark night. Sometimes, he would ask: I am a laggard, do you believe me? Xiao Lan nodded: You are hurt, I saw it with my own eyes. He said again: I looked for the army, but I couldn't find it. Xiaolan nodded again. He also said: I am not a deserter. Xiaolan still nodded. After a while, he said again: But if I am so ignorant, others will think I am a deserter. Xiaolan hugged him tightly again and said: "Others are others, anyway, I know you are not."

For Xiaolan's understanding, he hugged her tightly. More often, he would stare at brother Xiaolan's martyr certificate on the wall in a daze.That was the proof of Xiao Lang's identity. Not only that, but there was also a wooden sign of "Martyr's House" hanging on the gate of their house.He really envied that certificate, he thought of the scene when he went to Miao Deshui's house, his son died, but his family got nothing; they hoped for his son's return every day, but his son would never go back.No one could inform them, and their family waited inexplicably.Thinking of these, he felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart.He couldn't sleep or eat, he knew that so many comrades died, even the head of the regiment died, but he survived, because of that blocking battle, because he was left behind, he should be glad that he was not only alive, but also married Xiaolan , With a family, he also thought he was lucky enough, but he couldn't feel at ease in his heart.He opened his eyes and closed his eyes, all of which were scenes from the past, either marching with his comrades, or fighting... In short, the affairs of the army lingered in his mind.

That fall, after he finished his farm work, he told Xiaolan that he wanted to go out for a walk.Xiao Lan didn't stop him, and baked another stack of pancakes for him, which he warmly carried on his body.He didn't go anywhere else, and came to the hillside where fourteen comrades were buried. The sun was setting, he was sitting on the hillside, looking at the weeds growing on the grave, weeping, he murmured: Big man Hu, Miao Deshui, Xiao Pan... The platoon leader came to see you. After saying these words, his heart calmed down, and he sat next to each other for a while in front of each grave, saying a few words, just like they did before, watching and talking, the sky darkened.He lit a cigarette, sat among his comrades, and smoked one puff after another.He had already told his comrades the news of the return of the troops, and the news of the death of the regiment leader and his comrades. After he finished speaking, he just looked at the west sky quietly.There were stars there, three and two twinkling in the distance.

He also said: I am the only member of the Independence Regiment who is still alive. You can testify that I am not a deserter. The cabin was still there, and he came to lie down in the cabin again, and fell asleep after a while, and he slept more securely than ever.The next day, it was the sound of birdsong that woke him up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his comrades on the hillside. He said in his heart: Guys, I am here. At that moment, he thought: I will live here from now on, and I will never leave again. This is my home. After thinking this way, his heart suddenly became brighter, and the world in front of him suddenly became lovely.