Chapter 21 front teeth

Head Xu of the 43rd Regiment may have reason to criticize our workstation for lax discipline and undignified style of work.On the third night after being assigned to the workstation by the recruit company, our squad leader had a fight with "Zinc Phosphide", the son of a senior cadre in Tianjin, the business staff officer of our workstation. The five old hens I raised stole one and cooked it while on the night shift.Later I learned that "zinc phosphide" was named Lin Huaxin, the son of the director of the Tianjin Revolutionary Committee Office.Our squad leader dragged the "zinc phosphide" who was on the night shift and slept during the day out of the bed like an eagle holding a chick, and dragged it to the edge of a stinky puddle as big as a pan at the entrance of our dormitory.It is the beginning of March in the ancient calendar, the season when people are freezing but not freezing water. "Zinc Phosphide" was wearing a pair of big trousers, barefoot, his stalk-like legs were covered with black hair, and his ribs were protruding from the broken vest.The water in the pool is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky with flying clouds and the small apricot tree sprouting rice grains and big flower buds by the pool, "What are you doing, your mother's 'little thing'!" "ZnP" scolded , Jumping from foot to foot, "What are you doing? You've got fleas on the drum, and you've sneaked up on your second uncle's head." Our squad leader continuously bent his knees and pushed against the skinny "zinc phosphide" tailbone.The squad leader gave it a push, "ZnP" pushed forward, and at the same time called his own mother.The squad leader said: "Be honest, did you cook and eat my chicken?" "Zinc Phosphide" groaned strangely, but did not answer the question.The squad leader said: "Do you want to say it? Don't say that I pushed you into the pit—" "ZnP" stepped back vigorously and said, "I ate it, Squad Leader Xiao, if you let me go, I will pay you Just a chicken." "Let go of you, cheap, the dignified son of the director of Tianjin City, who steals chickens from the poor, and I will turn you into a drowned chicken." The squad leader raised his knees to his buttocks, stretched out his hands to push his neck, and just once, Just get "zinc phosphide" into the smelly puddle.The sediment in the pool was stirred, and the clear water turned into black water, with a foul smell.Staff Officer Lin grew up on the banks of the Haihe River and was familiar with water. He climbed up with his head covered in black mud, his trousers and undershirt clinging to his bones, and stood shivering in the cool breeze in March, like someone on a physiological anatomy chart. Skeleton specimens jumped out of the wall chart.

Several business staff members carried Staff Officer Lin back, and those who fetched hot water and cold water were busy. Our bald director, holding a wooden gun with a black rubber tip for assassination, ran to our class to reprimand our monitor. "Xiao Wanyi, are you a member of the Communist Party?" "Didn't you introduce me?" "Does the Communist Party allow beating people?" "Does the Communist Party allow chicken stealing?" "It's not right for him to steal the chicken, isn't it right for you to push him into the pit?"

"Absolutely not right." "Is that right? Is it a good comrade to admit a mistake!" "I admit my mistake!" "It's okay, I have time to apologize to Staff Officer Lin." "Does he want to apologize to me?" "of course yes." "Forget it then, Director, if he tells me, and I tell him again, isn't it the same as not telling?" "Fuck you. Xiao Xiao, take the new comrades to train well, first practice shooting, and then practice bombing." "Yes, Director." Just as he was talking, he saw a woman flying over from the family courtyard like a hungry eagle.Grabbing our director, tearing, kidnapping, and yelling: "Old man, old man, if you don't make the decision for me, who will make the decision for me? That stinky bitch of the Du family pointed at chickens and dogs and scolded me for eating but not for laying eggs. If I don't lay eggs, shut her up." She has two squinting eyes and crooked eggs. My mother doesn’t even want to pinch her buttocks Oh, my mother, I’m being bullied... The old man is not my fault, it must be your fault. You go to the hospital to check and check how many children you can raise. Struggle..."

The director was probably a little embarrassed in front of us recruits, so he pushed his wife away, held a wooden gun in both hands, and yelled majestically, "Go back!" The woman was stunned, scorning the wooden gun with a rubber tip, and methodically unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her swollen belly.She patted her belly and said, "Reactionaries, shoot! Revolutions don't fear death, fear death and don't make revolutions, if one falls, a thousand stand up! Oh, I don't have children..." Squad leader Xiao went up and persuaded her: "Old sheep, old sheep, go back, let the recruits laugh at you."

"Go laughing! Go laughing! Laughing at me is laughing at his mother! Xiao Xiao, if your director is not sick, I would have a group of children!" The woman stuck to our monitor like sugar. "Li Jiatian!" Our squad leader called out to a veteran, each with an arm crossed, and sent the old sheep away. Our director stood with his face covered in bruises for a while, then walked towards the business office with a wooden gun in his hand. When passing by a gasoline barrel lying on the wall, I saw the director rushing up with a wooden gun like a leopard, stabbing There was a thumping sound from the petrol can.Gasoline drums rolled all over the place.A big mouse ran along the base of the wall, chirping and running away.

That night, our squad leader took us to Tangjiabu "Mule"'s house to have a bridal chamber. Many people came and went in and out of the yard of "Mule"'s house, and the red window paper was so beautifully illuminated by the electric lights.The squad leader greeted the people in the yard.A woman shouted: "Auntie, the People's Liberation Army is here, come out and receive it!" A woman with small feet ran out. Our squad leader said: "Congratulations, aunt! Congratulations, aunt!" The old woman was trembling with excitement, and said, "Thank you PLA... Thank you PLA, mule, mule, come quickly."

The groom named Mule stood in front of the squad leader in a new iron-like suit, scratching the back of his head and smiling silly.The squad leader bumped him on the shoulder and said, "Boy, quickly take us to see the new wife." The mule ran into the bridal chamber as if he had received a general's order, and drove away all the children in the room. The children stood in the yard indignantly, watching us file into the bridal chamber. A little boy shouted: "The People's Liberation Army! Don't go in, his family is a rich peasant, and his wife's family is a landlord!"

Both the mule and the mule's mother hung their heads. The squad leader ordered me: "Little Guan, go and catch that little dung-spraying bunny and goose his eggs!" Before I could go out, the little boy left in a flash. The room was too small to stand on the ground, so the squad leader took the lead on the kang.The new daughter-in-law sat on the corner of the kang, her face flushed and she dared not look up. The mules poured tea and handed us cigarettes in a hurry. Holding a cigarette, the squad leader stared at his new wife and asked, "What's your name?" The new daughter-in-law answered like a mosquito buzzing.

"You look up and let us see." The squad leader said. The head of the new daughter-in-law drooped even lower. The squad leader said, "Mule, let your daughter-in-law look up." The mule said: "You...raise your head...to show the PLA..." The new daughter-in-law raised her head, she was really beautiful, with oval face, round eyes, small and straight nose, and two teardrops rolled in the eyes of the new daughter-in-law. "You are so handsome, you look exactly like my sister, Mule, you are so lucky!" The squad leader slapped Mule, turned around and said to his new wife, "Hey, do you have any older sisters in your family? Introduce them to me."

The mule said: "Squad leader, what are you kidding, you don't even want a fairy to come down to earth!" The squad leader said, "Fuck you! How about it, Mule, I'll go back to my hometown and bring my sister to marry you, and you give her to me." The two long-simmering tears of the new daughter-in-law rolled out of her eyes.She took out a paper bag from somewhere behind her, peeled out more than 20 pieces of fruit candy, handed it to the monitor, and said, "Brother, let comrades eat candies!" That sugar is so sour! The news that the squad leader took us to the bridal chamber somehow spread to the 43rd regiment. When I went to the military affairs department of the 43rd regiment to pick up grenades in August, a fellow villager who was a warehouse keeper asked me secretly: "Hey, third child, I heard that you went to the landlord's house with guns to make a bridal chamber, and stripped off the pants of the new wife?"

I said, "Pure fart! You go ask that mule, he thanked us!" My fellow villager took out two boxes of grenades and said, "Would we be sparse soldiers with real grenades?" "Don't underestimate us, we have been practicing for two months." I said. After receiving the live ammunition, the squad leader took me to ride a bicycle to look around the terrain, and finally chose the location in a dry river in the east of Nanbao Village, where red willow trees grow clustered on the river beach.The river is full of pebbles covered with white alkali.Stepping on the pebbles, you can look north to the sea. The training bombing was carried out on the sand outside the apple orchard for two consecutive months, as long as it was not the turn to stand guard. We lined up in the sand, each with two trainers in his thick-wire belt.The squad leader stood in front of the team, the sun was shining so hard that he could not keep his eyes open. He pulled down the brim of his hat and said, "The grenade is a family heirloom of the Communist Party. This thing may be useful in war. It can be thrown at 70 meters and 80 meters." It doesn’t matter if you don’t need a rice fart, throwing 40 meters is enough, the key is to be accurate, how to practice the accuracy? The key is to have a target, where is our target? Right in front.” Directly in front of us is the apple orchard in Tangjiabu Village. The squad leader said: "Have you seen the 'Fuhuapi' tree? That is our goal. Whoever drops the apples will eat them. I have already made an agreement with Secretary Zhong. One 'Fuhuapi' and ten 'India Green' can be spared, but unfortunately 'India Green' doesn't ripen until old autumn." The squad leader drew a line under his feet and said, "Step on this line to cast, and you are not allowed to cross the line." The monitor gave us a demonstration.He pulled out a grenade from his waist, moved his arms and legs, and asked us to move our joints.He retreated, twisted his waist, raised his arms, and the grenade rolled and flew to the apple tree at high speed.Thousands of apples with half red and half yellow on the apple tree were as flexible and lively as living things. The grenade flew in, like an old raven breaking into a parrot's nest, crackling and chaotic, carrying a few apples and falling. The squad leader ordered: "Go pick up bombs and apples." I ran over quickly, jumped over the thin and short fence made of amorpha branches, got under the huge apple tree canopy, picked up the coach bomb standing obliquely on the sand, and picked up two more apples, Run back and report to the monitor. The squad leader took the grenade and apple, threw the grenade on the ground, lifted the apple, and said to us: "Did you see it? The fruit of victory!" He wiped the apple on the skirt of his shirt, took a bite, and crunched He chewed and said, "Let's start, throw one by one, and pick it up after throwing." The squad leader watched us drop the bomb after eating the apples. The apple tree I sometimes think defies us, holding thousands of glistening fruit. Sometimes I think the apple tree hates us, shaking its thousands of glistening fruits. I think sometimes the apple tree begs us, hanging down with thousands of glistening fruit. The comrades-in-arms all gained a lot, surrounded the squad leader like a group of greedy beasts, gnawing on the apples nervously, everyone was very happy, although I soon learned that this "fuhuapi" apple is not delicious, it has a kind of let The taste of exchanging tears. The squad leader said: "Little Guan, it's your turn to vote." I was standing on the drawn line with a grenade in my hand as I looked at the apple tree and the apple tree looked at me. "Vote, don't you want to eat apples?" said the monitor. I followed the essentials the squad leader told me and threw the grenade out vigorously.For a split second I stopped breathing and so did the apple tree.I watched my grenade fly forward smoothly, it didn't roll and somersault at all, it flew very slowly, as if it could be reached out and caught very easily.My grenade defied the laws of motion at all. It flew straight, then fell vertically, and landed on the sand like a shot bird.It's still a long way from the apple tree. "Hey—boy, what strange bomb did you throw?" Our squad leader threw the apple core, ran over in person, circled around my grenade three times, and then walked back like holding a snake. The squad leader taught me the essentials of the movement again and allowed me to cross the line ten meters before throwing. My grenade was still flying steadily. I thought it could fly above the apple tree and then land, but who knew that it stopped suddenly above the fence and plunged down, only three to five meters away from the apple tree. The squad leader said: "His grandma is a bear, is your grenade his mother's magic bullet?" The squad leader asked me to change a grenade, and asked me to step forward five meters. The squad leader said: "Vote!" I strictly followed the action essentials and threw the grenade out.The grenades I threw out all flew anti-parabolic, and it still does not turn somersaults, and glides as smoothly as a bird.Above the apple tree, it hesitated for a moment, then fell gently.The top of the apple tree moved slightly, and for a long, long time, no grenade fell, let alone an apple. The apple tree looked at me sadly, and I looked at the apple tree sadly. Thousands of fruits are turning together, like a kingfisher falling from a tree. "Oh, evil! You kid." Our squad leader said in a strange voice. I practiced hard for two months but failed to change the reactionary trajectory of the grenade that flew out of my hand, so squatting in the red willow bushes outside the dry river, I was always uneasy, why I couldn’t throw it according to the essentials taught by the monitor Squad leader-style rolling bomb?Why does it always glide smoothly and then fall vertically?The squad leader sows dragon seeds and reaps fleas.I was then dimly aware of the complexity of things and the mysteries of the simplest things.Throwing bombs is not only a physical exercise but also a mental exercise; it is not only physical training, but more importantly, emotional training.The dull, numb, ups and downs of the grenade may be the materialized expression of my way of thinking.Bomb training is sometimes emotional training, how flying grenades are like flying thoughts.How I wish you were that apple tree, full of luscious fruit, my companions were so greedy to snatch you or snatch a few of your fruits.I missed the first shot, missed the second shot, and missed the third shot.How my love's movement is like the movement of my grenade.I don't want to have a momentary feast, I just want to let my heart perch in your dense canopy, get your warmth and shelter, and my heart beats for you.If I die, bury my flesh under your shade. I sat in the red willow bushes, thinking wildly, thinking about the big girl in the resident.Our squad leader commanded two soldiers to dig two half-meter-deep bunkers behind Liukezi. The squad leader gathered us together and solemnly announced several disciplines. Live ammunition throwing officially began. The squad leader said: "You all go lie down behind the willow tree, and I will try to throw two first." We lay on our stomachs, watching the squad leader pry open the wooden box, peel off two layers of greased paper, carefully pick up a hand grenade with a white handle and a black handle, unscrew the iron cover on the handle, and put a small silver iron Putting the ring on his finger, he shouted "Be careful and concealed", and then shook his arm vigorously.The grenade rolled and flew into the river, one, two, three, four, five, I counted secretly.The grenade exploded with such a thin sound that I felt it was as thin as a blade. The squad leader ran to the river, and we followed suit. The grenade blasted a hole the size of a watermelon in the river, and a dozen pieces of shrapnel the size of a nickel were packed tightly in the hole. The squad leader picked up two pieces of shrapnel and looked at them, and said angrily: "The quality of this urine bomb is terrible, and it won't blow up your ass even if you stuff it in the ass hole!" We went back to the bunker, and the squad leader said, "Leave the little tube, and the rest go lie down behind Liu Kezi." The squad leader said: "Vote, five." I looked at the box of grenades, and my heart skipped a beat. "Take one," said the squad leader. I carefully picked up a bomb. "Unscrew the cap. Hang the loop on the little finger." My hands were shaking badly. The monitor helped me hang the ring on my little finger.My little fingers curled up nervously. The squad leader said: "Prepare-vote!" I threw the grenade out in a daze, and threw myself into the bunker and got up on my stomach. The squad leader raised his head from the bunker and said in amazement: "His grandma's, it's been a minute, why hasn't it sounded?" The comrades shouted in the willow bushes: "Squad leader, the one who flew out with the string - didn't pull the string -" The squad leader took a look at my right hand and said, "Did you curl your fingers?" I nodded. The squad leader bowed his waist and walked to the grenade more than ten meters away, examining it for a long time. The squad leader picked up the grenade, handed it to me, and said, "Throw it again! You can't go to the battlefield if you are afraid of death!" I made up my mind and threw the grenade away with all my might.The grenade flew away with white smoke.After a while, there was an explosion in the river. The squad leader looked at the place where the smoke was rising in the river, and said happily: "Boy, the shot is not close, shoot again!" I cast farther and farther.Shrapnel flew in mid-air. The squad leader was happy and rewarded me with another bomb.I held the bullet in my hand, looked at the ugly rotten river beach, and waved my arm vigorously.The grenade chirped, rolled rapidly in the air, and exploded immediately after landing.I heard a thud, and hurriedly glanced sideways.Our squad leader lowered his head and spit out a piece of black shrapnel from his mouth, and then spit out two snow-white front teeth. The squad leader held the shrapnel and front teeth with both hands, and said in a daze, "Huh, so you grind Dongxi?"