Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

The night before Liu Feng left the lower company of the Art Troupe, He Xiaoman visited his dormitory.At that time, we female soldiers seldom visited the dormitories of the male soldiers, because the male soldiers often wore a pair of shorts and blatantly wandered in their corridors.It is said that during the hottest period in July and August, the most decent dress is small pants, and many people don't even wear small pants.He Xiaoman called Liu Feng twice at the stairs. She yelled this mainly to avoid those who were wearing underpants or not wearing underpants in time. Many people heard He Xiaoman's two calls, so it was never a secret that she saw Liu Feng off.It's just that what she told him was a top secret, and it wasn't until 1994, when He Xiaoman's spirit fully recovered, that she didn't decipher it.Of course, decryption is only for me alone.At that time, many people deciphered it to me, perhaps because I became a novelist, and even if the novel revealed their secrets, they added a lot of fiction to reveal them. Even if they accidentally discovered their secrets in my novels, they would not Codified so that they are illegible even to themselves.

Liu Feng opened the door for her and asked if she was okay.He Xiaoman answered irrelevantly, saying that he did not expect that he would leave the next day so quickly.Liu Feng said that the logging company was short of staff and asked him to report for duty as soon as possible.This is a false statement. It was already autumn, and the busiest time for logging was summer, when the snow in Tibetan areas melted.Liu Feng didn't want to stay among us for a day.Xiao Man asked, is the logging company far away?Far, Liu Feng said, on the other side of the Lancang River, it takes seven or eight days to travel by car group.It's so far away, Xiao Man said.We are very familiar with the Lancang River and have toured Tibet several times to perform on the Lancang River.

So a farewell conversation, held inside one door and outside the other, is not always a problem, so Liu Feng said to Xiaoman, come in and sit down.After Xiao Man went in, she found that there was no place to sit. Liu Feng was packing his luggage, and the bed and floor were all in a mess.A mosquito net had just been mended, and the needle and thread were pinned to Liu Feng's vest.When Liu Feng let Xiao Man in, the first thing he did was find a shirt to wear.The notoriety of touching Lin Dingding has gone out. It is not appropriate for him to wear a vest to talk to any female soldiers at night. He is doing it for the good of He Xiaoman.He Xiaoman saw him wandering around aimlessly, and asked him what he was looking for.He said looking for a shirt.Xiao Man pointed to the shirt on the back of the chair and smiled, and said, isn't it right here?He hurriedly pulled it over and put it on his body, He Xiaoman called him to stop, ah, there are still needles pinned to the chest of the vest.He took off the needle and thread, let out a long breath, and beads of sweat were all over his forehead.

From what He Xiaoman told me later, I imagined the appearance of the two of them back then, and came to this conclusion: He Xiaoman was relaxed and natural that night.Even, confident.Yes, be confident.Liu Feng, who seemed to be placed on a shrine, proved that he was also a human being by touching women, which made Xiao Man confident.Not only did she become a person when she descended from the shrine, but she was also a second-class person who was stepped down by everyone, so she was at the same altitude as her.Xiao Man asked Liu Feng what she could do for him.Liu Feng always helped others, so he was not used to hearing this, so he took out half a bag of washing powder, a pot of shallots, a pot of green garlic, and a pot of coriander, and said that these things could not be taken away, so he asked her to help with them.Only then did Xiaoman know that Liu Feng ran a small farm on the window sill and planted several crops.He explained that Shandong people have a strong taste and always want to eat a bite of onion and garlic.He finally moved out a cardboard box full of things and said that if Xiao Man could help, he would help him dispose of these things too.No more?Well, I can't take it away. He came from the company and knows what life in the company is like. There is no room for so many personal items in the big barracks.Xiao Man was silent for a while, and asked if he could see what was in the cardboard box.He opened the lid of the box, and it was full of pacesetter certificates, certificates, pennants, prizes and the like.Some prizes are useful, such as large tea mugs, artificial leather bags, and washbasins.And two pillowcases.The handwriting of advanced model pacesetters on all the prizes is golden and dazzling.Xiao Man asked in surprise: Don't you want them all?Isn't this all useful?Liu Feng said: "It's all printed, how do I use it?"

"It's all...all good words!" Xiao Man said.These are her original words, which means: the words that recorded his glorious past, isn't it good?She lived for more than 20 years, and never got a word like this. Liu Feng didn't speak, and seemed to be concentrating on sorting things out. Looking at the prizes, Xiao Man finally broke through her shyness and asked if she could keep those prizes.Liu Feng said of course, as long as she is not too ugly. My analysis is that Liu Feng asked Xiao Man to deal with the excess supplies, because he wanted her to move away and leave his room.Liu Feng's love for Lin Ding Ding's life is gone, without Tin Ding, for him, there is no woman in the world.Xiaoman didn't understand his pain, his suffering, and thought that if she accompanied him in this way and sent him off for the last time, we could make up for the rebellion and isolation we all felt towards him.Especially Lin Dingding's harm to him, Xiaoman also wanted to make up for it with her last company.She has lived for more than 20 years, and she has been injured all the way to this moment. She knows how much she needs company and comfort all the way.That night, Xiao Man actually wanted to tell Liu Feng that she had been grateful to him ever since his two palms touched her body and her waist during the lift.His touch is gentle and soothing, he knows the pain of the injured, and conveys private sympathy through public touch, so it is not just a prescribed movement of a dance, what he gave her is beyond There are many, many actions prescribed.He hugged her and put her on his shoulders. In this world, only her own father carried her like that.During rehearsals and performances, she was carried by him time and time again, just like her father carried her when she was four years old, making her feel safe, secure, loved, and... At that moment, she was delicate and loved. Be the apple of your eye.It feels like Xiaoman told me one-third of it, and I analyzed and interpreted the rest.So I further speculated that Xiao Man almost loved Liu Feng that night.No, she was already in love with him.Maybe she didn't know it herself, she came to the door just to ask Liu Feng for another "hug".Tomorrow, the person who hugged her will leave, and there will be no such person, when everyone refuses to hug her, stretch out two gentle palms to her.

Maybe Xiaoman is the only one among us who really knows Liu Feng's kindness.A person who has never been treated kindly can know kindness best and cherish kindness the most.Isn't kindness the most important part of Liu Feng's personality?If he can prove his humanity by touching a woman, Xiao Man will of course agree with him wholeheartedly. He Xiaoman stayed in Liu Feng's room until 9:30, when the two people in Liu Feng's room came back from watching the movie, and she said goodbye. When she carried the cardboard box Liu Feng gave her downstairs, she looked up at all the male soldiers.What she wanted to say to them was: What are you?Not even Liu Feng's little toe!

She kept all Liu Feng's prizes, but she still didn't know why Liu Feng abandoned them.I think I understand Liu Feng's attitude towards those prizes and his reasons for throwing them away as waste.He may have thought this way: How generous you are when you give me these things, as if this is all I need, but I want to ask you for a little bit of human affection, a little bit of true love, it is not enough; As for the true feelings, even a little bit of acknowledgment, a little bit of respect won’t work, you have to call “Help”!It is necessary to criticize verbally and pen, put him to death and then hurry up.It is of course honorable and sacred to be a model soldier, but a drudgery is a kind of ordination, and all the prizes are condolences for the ordination, and rewards for the drudgery are repeated reminders and confirmations: you are so good, you are not allowed to be as ordinary as us, Like us, we are polluted by the seven emotions and six desires.Liu Feng throwing away those prizes is equivalent to throwing away the shackles.

In the autumn of the second year, He Xiaoman also left us.She was also dealt with at the lower level.On National Day in 1978, we went to Aba to perform for the soon-to-be-disbanded cavalry regiment and horse farm.Cavalry and horses are no longer needed in war, cavalry and horses will be retired forever, and our little ballet "The Horse and the Girl" will also be closed forever.The stage was bumpy and bumpy. The little soldier sprained his ankle when he walked on the stage A corner for the first time, and his feet were so swollen that he couldn't even wear pointe shoes.Teacher Yang pushed He Xiaoman up.He Xiaoman was already a standard actor at that time, and only performed in two large-scale group dances, so everyone thought this little soldier solo dance was a big reward for her.Hao Shuwen, the leader of the female team, found Xiaoman in the clothing team.Because He Xiaoman has few shows, she often helps out in the clothing team, and there are always trivial things to do such as sewing buttons and mending wigs.She has been in the army for four years, and now she has a thorough understanding of the true meaning of "progress" and "moving closer to the organization", that is, to be careless about what you should do, and to be hardworking about what you should not do: If the costumer asks the regiment branch "He Xiaoman often helps the costume team mend pantyhose", which is far more important than the dance team's praise of "He Xiaoman is active in practicing skills and serious in performing".Hearing the latter, the Youth League branch will think that it is the job of the dance team to practice actively and take the performance seriously, so there is nothing to praise.Doing other people's work, such as mending shoes and socks for a dresser, will earn a lot of praise.After Hao Shuwen conveyed Teacher Yang's instructions to He Xiaoman, He Xiaoman said no, she couldn't stand up to the little warrior in corner A.Hao Shuwen thought that she had heard it wrong. Usually, in the dances choreographed and directed by Teacher Yang, even if the role given to her was a dog, she would happily take over the role.After He Xiaoman finished speaking, she put the tip of her nose on the nylon stocking and continued to darn.We have yet to discover that the wonderful cohesion of Xiaoman's eyes is due to her moderate myopia.Once in the dark backstage, she used a broom to sweep a small area back and forth: it turned out that she had cleaned the white spot of light leaking in from the roof as a tissue paper stuck to the floor.

"You don't want to be a little soldier?" The female team leader asked He Xiaoman for the second time, giving her a chance to repent.Xiaohao and we both think that He Xiaoman's daydreams are full of this little soldier.Such a showy character, both naughty and clumsy, is very pleasing to the audience. Every time there is applause and laughter, we can't wait to cut off a few centimeters of height to show this limelight. "I'm dizzy." This was the reason He Xiaoman gave. Who doesn't get dizzy?At an altitude of 4,000 meters, a sneeze can deplete oxygen, and everyone will have mild asthma if they don't move.Some people experience nosebleeds, palpitations, nausea, diarrhea, and altitude sickness every day, and dizziness is the most comfortable one.Bodybuilder Zhu Ke became old overnight, his blood pressure shot up to 180, and his heartbeat was fast and slow.

"Who doesn't feel dizzy?" Captain Hao said. "Are you dizzy too?" He Xiaoman asked, as if she had just learned that altitude sickness happens to everyone. "Nonsense!" Hao Shuwen said. He Xiaoman stood up from the stool and really shook it.What she meant seemed to be that since everyone was dizzy, she had no choice but to take up the honorable post of a little soldier. We extras rehearsed with lead actor He Xiaoman all afternoon.It was an open-air stage, built at the height of the hillside, and it entered the severe cold early in October.We are like steam locomotives, exhaling white breath and panting, accompanying her to familiarize herself with every position, every formation, and every connection.

Before the performance at night, we heard the sound of horseshoes in the audience.Looking through the gap in the curtain, two thousand cavalrymen were seated neatly, and the seats were their horses.We have never seen such an auditorium, not only exhilarated but also terrified, and we can't help but think, if the horse is startled during the performance, who will be trampled into meat paste by the iron hoof. He Xiaoman sat by the charcoal fire and watched us move our toes.Hao Shuwen urged her to get up and move her legs together, don't fall down before going out like the first little soldier. She said she was down anyway and had a high fever.Hao Shuwen called the hygienist and felt it on her forehead. It was hot, but she kept burning.The thermometer was proof, and after five minutes she took the thermometer out of her armpit, and the hygienist said: What's wrong, He Xiaoman has a high fever of 39 degrees 7 degrees!We were suddenly confused: He Xiaoman was our last and only little soldier, and this dance would be useless without the little soldier.The head of the team soon came to He Xiaoman's side and watched the hygienist feed her ginger soup. He Xiaoman swallowed a mouthful, and his Adam's apple twitched heavily.He Xiaoman is the moon in this night, and we, including the head of the team, are all stars.Teacher Yang suggested to cancel this little dance drama tonight and let He Xiaoman rest for the night. The head of the group said: "Don't talk about it, this dance has to be danced in any program that is canceled!" The head of the regiment is not very old, only thirty-three or four years old. He was the literary and artistic backbone of the company in the early days, and he was especially good at agitating.His mood changed from excitement to solemnity, saying that cavalry and army horses have fought bloody battles for decades and made great contributions. Now they will be canceled forever in the history of our army. The dance of "Military Horses and Girls" is a tribute to them. Commemoration is also farewell.There is something wrong with the head's eyes, because there are tears. The head of the regiment came to He Xiaoman, squatted down, and treated the child like an adult: "Comrade Xiao He, persistence is victory. The cavalry soldiers will remember you and appreciate you. You are not performing for yourself, nor are you just acting for yourself. Performing for our troupe, you represent the entire army that will continue to exist in our army, and I would like to extend my final salute to them!" Under such call, He Xiaoman stood up. Before the dance started, the group leader walked out of the curtain.We were all confused: Is the head of the group acting as the announcer himself?The head of the regiment said to nearly two thousand cavalrymen and horses: "Cavalry comrades, the following program is specially created for the bravest branch of the cavalry." Everyone thinks that the scope of "we" as the head of the regiment is a bit ridiculous. Erda, the dance was obviously created by the Shanghai Dance School, and we just copied it.What the group leader said next made us feel that he was "pushing".He said that He Xiaoman, who plays the main role, is our excellent dancer. This little comrade will come on stage with a 40-degree fever. If she falls on the stage, please forgive the heroic cavalry commander, because Comrade Xiao He inherited the cavalry Comrade's glorious tradition, you can't get off the horse with a minor injury, and you can't get off the line of fire with a minor injury. With applause, whistles and horses neighing, He Xiaoman instantly became the apple of the eye of 2,000 members of the Independent Cavalry Regiment.Standing on the stage, she felt that the turning point of fate was so wonderful, so swift, and so unpredictable.She also pondered the feeling of being the protagonist: it's great to be the protagonist, it's great to be the apple of the eye. After the whole dance, He Xiaoman was very upbeat. Except for running into the wrong formation twice, she did not "fall down" as the group leader worried.The head of the cavalry regiment came to the stage to meet the actors, and he really regarded the 22-year-old He Xiaoman as a little soldier, touching and patting her on the head.As soon as the curtain was drawn, He Xiaoman collapsed. That night we took turns to be on duty according to the order of the head of the regiment, to ensure that He Xiaoman had water to drink at any time, went to the toilet at any time, and received first aid at any time in case of danger.The group leader said that protecting He Xiaoman means protecting our entire performance.See how moved Xiaoman's performance aroused?How effective is the publicity?To continue to protect He Xiaoman's image of "not going to the front line of fire" is to continue to spread the care and care of the head of the Military Commission for the cavalry. He Xiaoman's body temperature has never dropped, and has remained unchanged, at a constant thirty-nine degrees seven.The hygienist became anxious, thinking that there must be a terrible virus in her body.He Xiaoman can't get off the line of fire with a minor injury, and the virus can't even get off the line of fire. If he persists, it won't be a "minor injury".On the fourth day, after we moved to the military horse farm, the health workers sent He Xiaoman to the field hospital.This field hospital is the most advanced hospital within a hundred miles, with newer equipment than Chengdu People's Hospital.The hygienist helped He Xiaoman into the emergency room, and the emergency nurse inserted a thermometer into He Xiaoman's collar.Five minutes later, when He Xiaoman returned the thermometer, the nurse made a mistake without looking at the temperature. The hygienist asked her what was wrong.The emergency nurse said the thermometer was wrong.The hygienist glanced at the scale of the thermometer and said that it was correct, it measured thirty-nine degrees seven, which proved that the thermometer was accurate.The emergency nurse seemed very busy and hurried out the door.The hygienist followed her closely and asked her what was wrong.The nurse said that the educated youth shepherds in this juggling field will change, and this is an old show.The two are now standing in the corridor outside the emergency room. The nurse pointed to the bustling crowd of patients and said, what idea can't come up with for the educated youth to take care of the patients?The hygienist is still confused, please ask her to make it clearer.The nurse picked up the thermometer, and took another thermometer from the pocket of her white coat, asking the hygienist to compare.The hygienist compared them. The rod of one thermometer is round and the other is triangular. "Here, the triangular ones are from our hospital, and the round ones are brought by you. The triangular ones are new products. We just purchased them from Shanghai. They are just to deal with educated youths who cheat on sick leave," the nurse said. The nurse demonstrated the secret of this "trick" of pretending to be sick: the pretender had a rigged thermometer under his armpit. Play a switch bag under the armpit, and exchange the "fever" thermometer with the hospital's.Seeing the face of the hygienist getting better, the nurse went on to say, it's too simple, just have a thermos by your side, open the lid, smoke the mouth of the thermometer for half a second, and the temperature will rise, if the "fever" is too high, Up to forty-two degrees, then shake it down.No kettle?A tea mug is also fine; not even a tea mug?Rub it with your hands, rub it to generate heat, and rub it well, and the temperature can be adjusted in a few seconds. The nurse called the group leader in the emergency room.After hearing about He Xiaoman's body temperature fraud case, the team leader just agreed, but didn't give any instructions.For such a shameless pretender, the hygienist has too much shame, so I am embarrassed to expose it, but who will expose it? The head of the group whispered: "Don't expose it for now." The hygienist asked why.The leader ordered her to keep it secret, and will explain it to her in the future.Our eighteen-year-old hygienist nearly disobeyed and demanded an immediate explanation from the head of the group on the phone.The superior of the health worker is the head of the outpatient department of the military region. She is directly under the leadership of our regiment leader along with the team for health care, and her disobedience is also indirect disobedience.She said that if He Xiaoman was allowed to continue to pretend to be sick, it would be unfair to others, and who would others point to.Of course, it refers to the young soldiers who we all want to get sick and get the praise of "not going to the line of fire with minor injuries".Soldiers in that era had no battles to fight, no place to be brave, and the highest honors came from such "minor injuries".The health workers think it is unfair because we want to be "injured" and want to go crazy. We can't hide our envy and desire for illness. The heroic tradition of "staying on the line of fire", exchanging real illness for a praise.We have many people who suffer from minor illnesses and yell for minor pains, but no one will "fake illness".We never dreamed that someone was so shameless, juggling with the armpit, playing with the thermometer switch. The head of the regiment became more aggressive and asked the health workers to obey the order, but kept a tight lid on He Xiaoman's pretending to be sick.His last words suppressed the hygienist's righteous anger: "I want to see how she can perform." The health worker understood the strategic deployment of the head of the regiment: lure the enemy deep and wipe them out completely. But the hygienist only half understood the intention of the head of the group.The head of the regiment is the only one who knows about the turmoil in the cavalry regiment and the horse farm.The chief of the military region sent us down for a "consolation performance", in fact, he wanted us to play a mediating role.The future of the cavalry and herdsmen is uncertain due to the abolition of the establishment system, which is what the commanders and political commissars are most worried about.Because of He Xiaoman's "high fever" and the difficult dance performed with "high fever", it had an influence on the cavalry on the eve of retirement.Once the soldiers know that this is a feigned illness, they will be greatly fooled.The soldiers had served hard on the plateau for many years, and when they were about to be dismissed suddenly, they felt that they had been cheated. As the commander's envoy, we pretended to be ill and sang bitter tricks, which would make them realize that this was a real scam.It's really difficult for our deliberate group leader, even if he understands He Xiaoman's bitter plan, he must be her supporting role and cooperate with her to finish the song. The condolence tour ended, we returned to Chengdu, and the hygienists also ended their temporary mission of health care with the team.Before returning to the outpatient department, the health worker told most of the female soldiers and a few male soldiers about He Xiaoman's thermometer trick.The head of the regiment has never publicly confirmed this.We thought at the time that if the regimental commander proved his knowledge of the matter, he would admit that he condoned and even took advantage of this fraudulent scandal.So the case of He Xiaoman's pretending to be sick was like a poisonous rumor, which spread to every department of a military region directly under the authority, and the spread was far-reaching. I didn't know it until many years later.In 1994, during my nostalgic tour in Chengdu, I met a motorcade driver in the military region. He introduced himself as Cai, and said that twenty years ago he often watched our performances. The male soldiers all had the dream of "toad eating swan meat", so they remembered the names of all the "swans" on the stage.He asked what happened to Xiao He who faked a fever.I think He Xiaoman was a real hero on the battlefield, and Driver Cai didn't know anything about it, but he never forgot about her fake scandal.It can be seen that the head of the group was brilliant back then, allowing the scandal to spread by itself. The energy of the people is much greater than that of the government. The facts in the spread will continue to gain new life and new nutrition.The rumored He Xiaoman is like this: whirling, leaping, suddenly falling like a black swan with broken wings, falling on the stage, and the curtain fell sharply in front of her shocked figure.The driver of the small convoy asked if that was the case.I lazily and lightly said that I couldn't remember clearly.Driver Cai also said that he also used the "high fever method" invented by He Xiaoman to cheat several times, because the team refused to allow him to recover.Later, he drove a car for the deputy commander and worked hard, so he didn't have to pretend to be sick.Oh, it was only then that I fully understood the cleverness of the head of the group: he was afraid that the disclosure of He Xiaoman's method of pretending to be sick would expand the effect of that method and cultivate a large number of pretenders like Driver Cai! The leader did not reveal the truth, but it does not mean that the truth does not affect his decision-making.The leader's decision was to let He Xiaoman leave the art troupe and transfer to the field hospital.He greeted the field hospital and said, assign Comrade Xiao He to the laundry class, she needs hard exercise.The field hospital was more merciful than the art troupe, and only allowed He Xiaoman to wash the pus-blood bandages in the laundry class for a month, and then arranged for her to attend the nursing training class. According to my conversation with Xiaoman later, I think that after Liu Feng was dealt with and sent down, Xiaoman completely chilled all of us.She was fed up with people who were born superior, enough of Hao Shuwen and Lin Dingding.To Ding Ding, she is simply hostile.She's also had enough of making up the numbers in big group dances.Xiaoman was nearly twenty-three years old that year. Because of Liu Feng's departure, she began to feel bored with her life experience and the world around her. Gradually, the boredom turned into sorrow.During our tour of condolences to the cavalry regiment, what happened to the cavalry deepened her sorrow, whether it was the cavalry or the horses, or the educated youths who had kept the horses for ten years, whether it was Liu Feng or herself, or even Every one of our male and female soldiers who squandered their youth, what she saw was a play written by her own father, "Changjiao hunting and cooking eagle dogs", so she was so sad that she refused Teacher Yang's favor.Teacher Yang's favor is really late, too late.Little warrior dancing solo?Sorry, can't jump.When Hao Shuwen went to the clothing department to convey Teacher Yang's generous reward, she felt so bleak in her heart.It was only then that I remembered that Xiao Man was, after all, the daughter of a literati, and her literati father, who died of grief, would be resurrected in her body sooner or later.Sorrow is the normal mood of literati who can't afford to love and hate the world.What Hao Shuwen came to see with Teacher Yang's generous reward was just such a sad He Xiaoman, who was planning to give up, give up fighting, and give up our collective that "cooked" Liu Feng while darning dance stockings.Her bitter trick of "fever" was originally to resist acting, and she wanted to kill a hope that suddenly revived in her dead heart.As she stands at the side of the stage, ready to leap onto the stage, hope burns through her body.She later admitted to me, yes, one has to be the apple of the eye once in a lifetime, it feels so good. He Xiaoman in 1994 admitted to me that she went to the clothing organization to mend socks not to "progress" and "closer to the organization", but to avoid us.After Liu Feng left, all of us were the last person she wanted to see. She also admitted that I guessed it right, she was corrupted by hope at the moment when she was lucky and stylish at the side screen.Continuously pretending to be sick is to be continuously corrupted by hope. People can pamper her, serve her tea and urine at night, and serve her food and water during the day. It seems that she has hope to return to the same altitude as everyone.In seven days, she was so thoroughly corrupted by hope that she really thought her turning point had come.However, on the eighth day, the group leader told all of us at the tour summary meeting that today’s meeting is also a farewell party. Comrade He Xiaoman will soon go to the grassroots for training. Let’s send her off and wish her the next job. achieve greater success. Before we abandoned all of us, Xiao Man was abandoned by us preemptively.She knew well how ironically the head of the regiment dealt with her tricks.Dealing with her also cut off the accountability for his cooperating with the cruel scheme.With Xiao Man gone, there was one less topic for the female soldiers to speak ill of, although Lin Dingding said thank God that she no longer had to see her bathing with such a small towel, wiping her face and her buttocks.The bad things about Xiaoman are enough to consume for a while: Can He Xiaoman not emit such a bad smell?One head has the hair of three heads of Ding Ding!Do you know how to grow so much hair?It's a throwback!Anyone who has carefully looked at her eyebrows, if you look carefully, they grow together with her hair!See the hairs on her body?It's a hairy man!No wonder she sweated to scare people to death. The smell of pickled vegetables, pickled scallops and garlic came out with sweat, so when she sweated, she became rotten! ... It has been a year since Xiaoman left, and our discrimination against her is still going on. It was not until the war broke out on the front line that the bad words about her fell silent... After Liu Feng recovered from his injury, he declined all invitations to the Hero Model Club.As early as the age of twenty, he had held all the hero model meetings in his life.He had already fulfilled his share of being a hero model, and Lin Dingding had written off a lot of excess fame.He has long seen through that fame does not count and cannot be exchanged for true feelings and happiness.How he was wounded, how nearly died, he didn't want to tell anyone.Although his injury was on his forearm, the shrapnel blasted through the artery. He tied the wound tightly with a bandage to stop the bleeding, but it still couldn't stop completely.The anticipation and waiting for the ambulance was the longest and most arduous wait in his life, longer and more arduous than waiting for Lin Dingding to join the party and wait for her preparatory period to pass so that he could woo her.An ambulance never came, but a truck delivering supplies and ammunition.If the driver hadn't lost his way, no one would have found Liu Feng unconscious in the grass by the side of the road.The first thing the driver saw was a strip of ocher red wriggling on the ground, three inches wide, and when he looked closely, the driver's hair stood up: the strip of ocher red was actually composed of densely packed red ants, and millions of red ants were rushing to the ground. Grass advances along the road.Next, the driver found a human body covered in red ants.He is still alive, with four pockets in his military uniform, and he is still an official, with the words "Name: Liu Feng. Blood type: A" written on the inside of his military cap.It was the stump of this man named Liu Feng that caused the mobilization of the red ants, and the blood gushing from the wound caused the red ants to migrate across the highway.The driver looked up the hillside again, and another road of red ants was also swarming happily; the entire red ant kingdom had moved here.A huge crater on the road was filled with rainwater from the early morning. The driver dragged Liu Feng into the crater, and a thick layer of red ants soon floated on the surface of the water three to four feet deep.At the same time, Liu Feng was awakened by the cold water. The driver told Liu Feng that he had lost too much blood and would die if he didn't stop the bleeding in time.This is a typical auto soldier, with a submachine gun slapping his butt, bluffing as soon as he opens his mouth, and half of his chest is exposed from the open collar of his military uniform.Liu Feng couldn't speak, it was too cold, the excessive blood loss and the cold water in the crater made him unable to loosen his jaw.Do you know where the tent in the field hospital dressing room is?Liu Feng nodded. He sent several wounded in the platoon there.Liu Feng's nod was actually a blink of an eyelid.The early spring in the subtropical zone made Liu Feng experience the most severe cold, and the winter in his hometown in Shandong was not as cold as this.The pilot moved him into the cockpit and bandaged him again with his own first aid kit. Soon the new bandage was soaked with blood.The driver asked him if he could show him the way, and the truck would take him to the dressing room as quickly as possible.He nodded again.This time it was a little better, and my body temperature and strength came back a little.While starting the truck, the driver was bluffing, he was afraid that the wounded would be unconscious again, and it would be difficult to wake up again.From the driver's bluffs, Liu Feng understood that he was delivering ammunition and supplies to the ×× regiment.The XX regiment, which was cooperating with the brother troops, ran out of ammunition and food, and it was impossible to attack and retreat, so they were forced to retreat to a coal mine. This is a three-way intersection, the driver asked Liu Feng which road leads to the dressing station.Liu Feng's jaw tilted to the left.The driver asked him how far the road was, and Liu Feng said it was not far, at most five kilometers.The temperature of the cockpit and the bluffing of the driver made Liu Feng loosen his clenched teeth.The road is full of puddles, and the truck rides the wind and waves. Every time there is a bump, the driver just says "you are the ancestors of the day".Five kilometers felt like fifty kilometers. At the destination, the driver saw a coal mountain more than ten meters high and a half-collapsed mine shaft.The driver jumped out of the cockpit and yelled, "Stretcher bearer! Nurse! Carry someone!" All the Chinese soldiers present stared at him. The driver called again: "Where is Doctor Gouri? People are going to die, why don't you move?!" At this moment, the soldiers replied: "Where are the nurses and doctors? This is the ×× Regiment Headquarters ×× Battalion Headquarters!" "You are the ×× battalion?!" The soldiers talked a lot, saying that they had been waiting for the car to deliver ammunition and supplies. It was more than forty hours ago that they ate the last piece of compressed dry food, and the water from the coal pit was blackened from their throats to their intestines! The instructor came up and asked the driver what was wrong and whether he had gone to the wrong place.The driver was dumbfounded, and poked the cockpit behind him with his thumb, saying that the guy named Liu Feng led him here. Originally, he asked Liu Feng to lead the way to the dressing room. It seemed that he took him to the right place. Wrong place, now rushing to the bandaging station, I don't know if I can win or not.The driver urged the soldiers to quickly unload the ammunition boxes and compressed biscuits, and the truck had to take the time to send the wounded to the dressing room for first aid, otherwise he would really bleed to death!He yelled at the soldiers how he saw a ghost today. First, the red ant led the way and brought him to the wounded.The unloading soldiers looked into the cockpit, and one of them recognized the dying wounded number inside and said, "It seems to be from the engineer battalion!" The instructor knew Liu Feng, and confirmed that he was the third platoon deputy in the engineering battalion.The instructor patted the car window and called: "Old Liu! Old Liu!" "Old Liu" is a respectful title for grassroots army cadres.The wounded man didn't respond, his tanned face was still smooth, he looked less than twenty years old, his imprint and cheekbones were ominously gray, his eyelids were almost transparent, like a dying bird. The trainer knew that the platoon officer surnamed Liu was not going to survive. He deliberately "led the driver the wrong way" during the most critical tens of minutes of saving his life. Now the ammunition and supplies were sent to the place, but it was too late to go to the dressing station. up.So the instructor led the whole battalion soldiers to salute the unconscious Liu Feng.