Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

It was early summer in June. There were a few thin clouds floating in the blue sky. The bright sunshine shone through the clouds into the hospital ward, shining on He Yuzhu's pale face.

After lying in bed for seven days, He Yuzhu finally woke up. However, after hearing the news of the death of squad leader Hao, he fell into a state of depression, often leaning on the bed alone in a daze, no longer active as before.

"Click, click..."

There was a rhythmic crisp sound next to the bed.

Cheng Hao took a small knife and slowly peeled the white melon in his hand. His hand was very steady. Every time the knife moved forward an inch, it could peel off a thin circle of melon skin. Until the whole melon was peeled, the skin was not broken and remained intact.

"Here, have some food."

Cheng Hao handed the peeled melon to He Yuzhu and said softly.

The expression on He Yuzhu's face finally began to change. He looked up at Cheng Hao, his cracked lips moving slightly, and he held it in for a long time before uttering a word.

"Thank you, Brother Hao. I don't want to eat it. You can eat it yourself."

Cheng Hao cut the melon in his hand into two halves with a knife, stuffed one half into He Yuzhu's hand, and put the other half into his own mouth and chewed it carefully.

The war has not completely stopped, supplies are still scarce, and fresh fruits and vegetables are not easy to get.

The few cantaloupes in the ward were bought by Cheng Haote after a round of shopping in the town.

"Squad Leader Hao has only been gone for a short time, and you have already forgotten everything he taught you?

No matter how fierce the battle is, you should not miss your meal. Only when you are full can you have the strength to fight. "

As soon as He Yuzhu heard the name of squad leader Hao, his eyes instantly became moist, his nose twitched, and he began to sob softly.

"Brother Hao, the squad leader...the squad leader sacrificed himself to save me..."

In the battle of Cheorwon, if it weren't for squad leader Hao's desperate protection, He Yuzhu would have died long ago. He Yuzhu was able to live because squad leader Hao paid for his life, and he felt very guilty about it.

He Yuzhu is a man of intense temperament. He is not afraid of sacrifice, but he is afraid of having a guilty conscience.

“The squad leader risked his life to save you, not to let you cry.

The regiment is short of manpower because of the casualties. You must recover quickly. The regiment's kitchen is still waiting for you to take charge."

After saying that, Cheng Hao patted He Yuzhu's shoulder, picked up the garbage on the ground, and turned to leave.

Cheng Hao was relieved that He Yuzhu's life was safe. He was now the new head of the 702nd Regiment, and there were many matters in the regiment that needed his attention.

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The 702nd Regiment is stationed in the town of Xiawan in northern North Korea to rest and reorganize its troops.

As the name suggests, Fjord Town is a small seaside town with the Sea of ​​Japan to the east and mountains to the north, west and south. The terrain is rugged and narrow, not conducive to the deployment of large troops, and it is a small place that the United Nations forces look down upon.

However, Cheng Hao was very satisfied with this place, because the Fjord Town was not far from the border and he could probably reach his own country in just one day's walk.

Although I am still abroad, it is always good to be closer to home.

The 702nd Regiment was stationed in Fjord Town. In addition to rest and recuperation, its main responsibility was to guard against UN raids and maintain security in the surrounding area.

After basically ruling out the possibility of a UN maritime raid, Cheng Hao's main task became maintaining public order.

North Korea was colonized by Japan a few years ago, and war broke out recently, which can be said to be a series of disasters.

Amid the turbulent situation, many lawless elements took the opportunity to cause chaos, either by occupying the mountains and becoming kings, or by becoming bandits, posing a huge threat to people everywhere.

In fact, this is not surprising. After the founding of New China, it also experienced a difficult period of bandit suppression. After annihilating more than two million bandits and remnant forces of the Kuomintang, domestic security has improved significantly.

Not to mention the situation in North Korea.

On the way Cheng Hao led his army into the fjord, he destroyed more than one bandit den and annihilated more than a hundred bandits. Unfortunately, these bandits were all poor, and Cheng Hao did not find much gold, silver, and jewelry. The only thing he could find was two hundred-year-old Korean ginseng.

Korean ginseng is a rare and signature product of North Korea. It has very high medicinal value and is effective in preventing diabetes, arteriosclerosis, hypertension, etc.

Due to over-exploitation in later generations, it has become difficult to see wild Korean ginseng that is hundreds of years old.

Moreover, the weight of these three Korean ginsengs is more than 8 taels and their quality is excellent.

It is said that seven taels is worth ginseng and eight taels is worth a treasure. Of course, Cheng Hao put such treasures into the space without hesitation and stored them, waiting to enjoy them slowly in the future.

After being stationed in Fjord Town for more than a month, as the regiment's troops continued to increase, Cheng Hao's life became more leisurely.

The officers have been replenished almost completely, and all matters are handled by the subordinates. Without combat missions, Cheng Hao, the regiment commander, does not have much to do except reviewing some documents and holding meetings to discuss the situation.

At first, Cheng Hao stayed in the office honestly after finishing his work, but later he started to slack off, occasionally changing into plain clothes to inspect the surrounding situation.

Language is no longer a big problem for Cheng Hao. Having stayed in North Korea for such a long time, although he is not proficient in Korean, he has no problem communicating in simple terms.

The fjord is surrounded by mountains and the sea, and in addition to farming, it can host a number of side businesses.

Villagers living near the mountains outside the town often go up the mountains to pick firewood in the summer, and if they are lucky they can even hunt some wild animals.

People living near the sea mainly make a living by fishing. The fishermen who have lived here for generations go out to sea in the small wooden boats passed down from their ancestors before dawn every day and return to the port when the sun sets.

Due to the outdated fishing tools and low efficiency, many fishermen can only catch a dozen small fish after a busy day at sea when they are lucky, and even no fish when they are unlucky. On weekdays, they can barely make a living.

Cheng Hao stood on the shore and looked at the dark-skinned and skinny fishermen, and couldn't help but lament the hardships of life.

As expected, no matter what dynasty, the life of the lower class people is always hard.

The sun set and Cheng Hao returned to the regiment headquarters in the evening. Just as he was about to get something to eat, he saw He Yuzhu walk in with a bowl of hot noodle soup before he even reached the door.

"Zhuzi, why are you here?"

Looking at He Yuzhu who had recovered as before, Cheng Hao showed a smile on his face.

After a period of rest, He Yuzhu did not suffer from any chronic illness and returned to work in the regiment's kitchen team.

"I know you haven't eaten yet, so I made a bowl of noodles for you."

He Yuzhu came to the desk, gently put down the bowl, then found a stool to sit down and looked out the window.

"I'm not used to hearing this title of leader."

Cheng Hao picked up the chopsticks and slurped the noodles, stuffing his mouth full. He also did not forget to praise He Yuzhu's cooking skills.

"Zhu Zi, do you miss home?"

"Of course I do. There's not a day that I don't miss home since I came here. I think about the women at home, and the rain..."

He Yuzhu sighed, and when he mentioned the woman, a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth for the first time in a long time.

"The war is not that intense now. How about I try to transfer you back to Sijiu City?"

Almost all the people he knew were gone, and Cheng Hao didn't want He Yuzhu, who had escaped the disaster, to get into trouble again.

He Yuzhu paused for a moment, then shook his head and said firmly, "I will never go back until the war is over."