Chapter 10 Chapter 10

The company commander Zhao Lin and the instructor Gao Baoxin were confined in that hut until the seventh day. The investigation team talked to them again and said to Zhao Lin, go back and do a good job in the military training and administrative management of the third company. Let's go. How to deal with the next step is determined by the Youth League Party Committee, and said to the instructor, let’s go, the ideological and political work in the next step must be carefully and meticulously implemented, and how to deal with it is up to the Party Committee to decide.The two of them carried the bedding and returned to the third company from the battalion headquarters.

The confinement is finally over. At that time, the sun was shining brightly, with a circle of fire hanging high in the sky.The white clouds are light, like flowers and flocs, moving slowly in the sun.There was a warm air everywhere in the barracks, and the autumn leaves kept swirling and falling.On the large playground opposite, the four companies of this barracks lined up, with hundreds of troops, practicing day after day. Collision everywhere.Looking at those soldiers, the instructors are all young people after all.The company commander said that we all came from there, and they will come to us one day.Not necessarily, the instructor said, ten years is just a blink of an eye, and no one can grasp what it will be like in ten years.What the company commander said is true. Ten years ago, who would have thought that we and Vietnam would be on good terms. Ten years later, it would be good if it was true, like brothers.The instructor hooked his head from under the luggage, Lao Zhao, why are you always from Vietnam and Vietnam? Is it for peace to fight Vietnam?It was fought for the sake of peace, and the company commander said that I have been in office for 14 years, can I not understand the truth?It's just that my waist hurts whenever the sky is overcast.If it hurts, it hurts. The instructor said that it seems that you are the only one who has been injured or made meritorious service. Don't keep talking about these things, it will have a bad influence on the soldiers.They talked and walked like this, and they returned to Sanlian like brothers.

At that time, Xia Xia had committed suicide by stealing a gun.The head of the regiment personally talked to more than 170 officers and soldiers related to Xia Luo, and the security officer recorded more than 400 pages of conversation records, totaling more than 130,000 words. All materials prove that none of them knew why Xia Luo committed suicide.In the end, the Communist Party Committee and the Camp Party Committee decided based on all the materials: Xia Sunset was young and ignorant, and his life was flat. He entered school from kindergarten and entered the military camp as soon as he left school. He never encountered any setbacks. He lost confidence in his future and committed suicide by stealing a gun.The objective reason is that the company's ideological work is not effective, and the administrative work is not strict. On the one hand, Xia Luo's low-mindedness was not discovered in time; on the other hand, improper gun management provided conditions for him to steal the gun.When the head of the regiment read this section of the accident report to them, the instructor said that the head of the regiment was mainly because the company's ideological work was weak, and that I was the secretary of the company branch and should bear the main responsibility.The company commander hurriedly cut off the instructor's words and said Lao Gao.It can't be said like this, maybe he had suicidal thoughts when he saw the gun, and the main responsibility is that I, Zhao Lin, can't shirk it.The head of the group said forget it, it was like this one day earlier, and it was less of a day to squat in the hut, you go back and think about how to make amends to Xia Luo's parents.

When they returned to Sanlian, Xia Luo's funeral had all been done, and his father's ashes had been packed into a package.After Xia Luo's family received Xia Luo's death flood, her mother had to sweep a 350-meter section of the street every day for forty years without interruption, but she couldn't find a substitute and couldn't come to the barracks.The eldest brother and sister have already established a family and have a small family, so it is inconvenient to leave.The second brother and the third brother are doing a big business, and they can't get away, so my father came.My father taught Chinese in elementary school and asked a teacher to take classes for half a week, and set off back to Zhengzhou that night.Therefore, Zhao Lin and the instructor left their luggage, and the most urgent thing was to make amends.

"What do you say when you see the old man?" "If you can't, just kneel down to the old man." The old man lived in an empty room in the company, which was on the same row as the company commander's house.In a few steps, they entered the room where the families of the soldiers were entertained.When they went, the old man was watching TV, accompanied by documents.When I met the company commander's instructor, I asked for a document and introduced to the old man that this is the company commander and this is the instructor.The old man hurriedly turned off the TV, saying that Sunset’s death has caused you two troubles, and I’m really sorry.The instructor held the old man's hand tightly and said that you can't speak like this, we are here to apologize to you.With a pale smile on his face, the old man said that no one was guilty, it was fate.Said that when I came, my wife confessed that he could not be unreasonable to the troops. He wanted to die in the sunset, and no one would shoot him.I didn't expect the old elementary school teacher to be so reasonable. Zhao Lin was embarrassed for a while, but couldn't find anything to say, but he had to say it. Zhao Lin thought for a long time, and said that sunsets are called sunsets when they happen at dusk in summer, right?The old man said yes.Then there was a problem. The old man said that Sunset was very withdrawn when he was young, he worked hard at reading, and loved to read casual books.The old man talked about these topics for a while, and finally the topic suddenly turned to, is there a river nearby?The company commander thought about it and said no.The old man said that I searched for it for three days, and I walked outside every day after dinner, but I didn't see a river.What happened when the instructor said there was no river?The old man said that Sunset always mentioned the river when he wrote to me for a long time, and the last letter was all about the river.As he spoke, the old man unzipped the white zipper of a bag and took out a letter.Sure enough, the letter was all about rivers.

dad: ... The place I'm talking about is really that beautiful.A river bent down from the mountain, flowing like gold and silver, ding-dong to me.When it got in front of me, the water spread out in a thin layer, showing a shiny green color.I have never seen such a nice place.The four fields are extremely quiet, there is no one else but me.No one else.There are only a few water birds rising and falling on the river.The best place is not under my feet, but on the other side of the river.Looking across the river from a distance, the old willow tree is beckoning to me.The water bird was tired from flying, so it landed on the stone under the old willow tree to rest. I thought there must be someone on the other side, but how many times I have been to this river, I have never seen anyone on the other side.At dusk, the river water is light red and light yellow, and the dry air after a day in the sun drifts over the river surface and banks along with the fresh smell of river grass.I often stand on a rock and look towards the other side.The opposite bank suddenly opened up in the setting sun. At a glance, the forest is sparse, the light is faint, and the sky is blue. The river in that place is wild and quiet, and the sound of birds flying is as loud and sweet as rolling rocks. Today People yearn for something very special.I really want to go across the river and sit under the willow and poplar trees there for a while, but the river is very wide, and it takes a long time to get there.I think it is worthwhile to sit in that tranquility for a while in the past, look at the mountains standing in the sky, and listen to the melodious sound of the flute.At night, I think it must be full of moonlight.That river must tremble and tremble in the moonlight.The water was flowing slowly, the moonlight spread all over the ground, and the night bird occasionally called out in the twilight, and then flew away from that place into the boundless night.You can hear an imperceptible sound ringing in your ears, making the night, the river, and the sky so quiet that it cannot be described.In the morning, it's even better.The river is crystal clear, flowing gently and crisply.Still Shino Gento, surprisingly quiet.I've been there in the morning.I clearly saw the sun coming out from the other side of the river.The river water is golden and blood red, the old willow trees are covered with birds, and the mountains have receded behind the sun, which is so brightly illuminated by the sun that they seem to be stripped naked, standing naked in the world.Fortunately, there is no one else there, except me standing on the stone on this side of the river, there is no one else.I think even if there is someone else, the mountain will be so naked.Really dad, it's wonderful there.It's so quiet that I can't say it. Once I get there, my heart is as clean as a piece of white paper.But what fascinates me the most is when the sunset is there.The sun came out from the upper reaches of the river and went down to the lower reaches.A sun the size of a copper basin, half in the sky and half in the water, dyed the downstream river the color of a watermelon.Those layers of mountains are all stacked together, printed in the calm river water, turning purple and brown.The old willows put their shadows on the water surface, scratching back and forth in the water as if trying to salvage the half-round sun and prevent the sun from setting.Really, it was very quiet there at that time, there was no one else but me.No one else.Standing on that rock, looking at the sunset on the opposite bank downstream, I thought it would be a shame if people didn't look at this scene.The birds returning to their nests, the fish swinging, the sheep hanging on the hillside, the trees falling in the water, the sound of jingling, and the silence like nothing...

Xia Luoxia's letter was very long and well-written. It was written on the kind of manuscript paper sold by the military service agency. It was written in five pages, all of which were about the river and the scenery on the other side of the river.The instructor read the letter and gave it to the company commander.After reading it, the company commander returned the letter to the old man, saying that there were no rivers near the camp, only a few dry canals and the old course of the Yellow River a few miles away.The old man said that I always felt that the child Sunset was out of his mind. If he was normal, he would not always describe the river to me in his letters.The instructor said that he was still young, with a student-like attitude, unrealistic about things, and fond of fantasy. Maybe the river was the one he imagined alone when he had nothing to do.The old man said maybe.At this point, the topic about Xia Sunset was over, and they asked the old man about other things, and asked the old man what else he wanted.The old man said that death in the sunset really cannot be judged as a martyr?The company commander said that it was really impossible, this is the rule.It’s okay if you can’t, the old man said that he should be able to judge a martyr.He can ask the government to take care of him and arrange a job for his son.The instructor also said that it was really impossible, so he finished talking about the topic.At night, the company cadres had an extra meal with the old man, and drove the old man to the train station eighty miles away.