Xiaobing Fang Heng

"It must be the company commander." Yue Zitong, who was at the same table, said a word.

"Deputy company, the instructors all have this title." Hou Jue frowned and looked at the dishes in the bowl, "Eat."

food.

Stir-fried fat pork slices with lotus flower, boiled lettuce slices, cold eggplant, stir-fried vegetarian potato slices...

Really, it's hard to eat.

Fang Heng ate with a sad face, he really thought it was pig food, he couldn't see the original shape, it was tasteless, and he didn't add anything except salt.

Yue Zitong stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewed hard, and said in a low voice, "Do you know which training company we belong to this time?"

"Isn't it military training?" Hou Jue looked at him strangely.

Yue Zitong smiled, and lowered his voice a little bit, "Red Seventh Company, a new company commander has arrived, and he is in charge of the recruit company this time. I heard that the background is very hard, so..." Speaking of this, Yue Xintong thought After thinking about it, "Forget it, I'd better not talk about it, let's eat."

Hou Jue frowned.

Fang Heng chewed the lotus white in his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and looked at him with a bitter face, "This is half the story."

Another comrade who came to this table also said, "Yes, finish."

Yue Zitong smiled modestly, "This is not good, you will know in the future, I say it is not appropriate."

Fang Heng actually wanted to ask if he was the child of a cadre, but after thinking about it, he felt that since the other party was switching back and forth between high-key and low-key, it was better not to ask.

After eating for two or three minutes, the instructor stood up and said, "Eat all the food in the lunch box, don't waste food."

"Instructor, can I apply for two lunch boxes?" A young man from Guangdong stood up and spoke in a strange tone, "I can't eat the food covered on the rice."

"A lunch box, this is the recruit company rule."

"Excuse me, isn't there a plate over there? Can I get one?"

The instructor shook his head, "When you're in the army, you don't have personal habits, young man, get over it."

The Guangdong guy bit his lip, lowered his head with a bitter face.

The cafeteria was very quiet. Fang Heng watched the instructors sit back to their original positions and ate the same meals and vegetables as them. Apart from the nausea left in the mouth, everything is fine, at least I am full.

The instructor walked all the way, and when he saw someone with something in the lunch box, he stood there for a while, didn't say much, just looked at it with his eyes, and the other party obediently ate it.

So, when the recruits finished eating all their eggs and formed a team to go back, the instructor sighed in relief and exclaimed, "This year's boys are all pretty good."

When the recruits returned to the dormitory, the cadre asked them to make up their beds for an afternoon nap. After everyone was lying down, they closed the door of the dormitory and left.

It was quiet for about 20 seconds, and the ventilation fan was buzzing. Someone suddenly said, "Is there anyone who can't sleep? Let's talk."

Fang Heng turned over on the bed and followed the voice. Just as he was about to speak, someone spoke first, "Yes, I'll go to your side."

"it is good."

So Fang Heng rolled over again, lay down for a while, and saw people getting out of bed and running around, so he got out of bed and chatted with Hou Jue.

The two of them sat at the end of the bed and talked about when to call home, and about today's lunch. Hou Jue said that he also found it unpalatable, but he had to eat it, and he got used to it if he endured it. .

Fang Heng sighed, why is the food so poor?I thought high school was the worst.

Big pot rice, no matter how hard you cook it, it won't taste good, but it turns out that there is no worst, only worse.

The two talked for a while, and when they turned their heads, Yue Zitong had already sat down, and said in a low voice, "I know, today I saw that we had to wait outside until we finally went in, and I knew that the food must be terrible."

Fang Heng and Hou Jue raised their eyebrows at the same time, looking at him.

"The dish is still hot, it's freshly fried, and it's different from what the veterans eat." Having said that, Yue Zitong covered his mouth and said, "You're a new soldier, if you can't hold on, get out!"

"Indeed." Hou Jue stroked his chin thoughtfully, "There is a piece of green pepper under my stool, which is green in water. I was still wondering where it came from. It must have been accidentally dropped by a veteran."

Fang Heng frowned, "I still have something to eat in my bag, do you want it?"

Hou Jue waved his hand, "I'm full."

Yue Zitong smiled and said, "What's there?"

"Snacks, beef jerky." Saying this, Fang Heng quickly ran back to his bunk, came back holding a bag of spicy beef jerky, tore it open, and shared a piece with each other. Fang Heng bit the beef jerky in his hand , sighed with emotion, "This is what people eat, my taste buds, I'm sorry for you."

Yue Zitong looked at Fang Heng and laughed, "You are very funny."

Fang Heng looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Nice personality." Yue Zitong said.

"That's right." Fang Heng chuckled.

"You just say that now. When you really know the nature of this person, you won't think so." Hou Jue interjected.

Yue Zitong thought for a while, "What's wrong? Contradictory appearance? Disgusting and sullen?"

Fang Heng looked at him with a look of admiration, "You are really a god, why don't you be a queen, and change your career to be a fortune teller or something, you will definitely be enshrined in Zen."

"Alright." Yue Zitong nodded thoughtfully.

Fang Heng sighed quietly, looked at Hou Jue, heartbroken, "This child, he can't even settle his debts. The queen's job is inappropriate, and she wants to become a 'great fairy'. Deer pit people."

Hou Jue burst out laughing.

Yue Zitong raised his hand and smashed half of the beef jerky in his hand, "You only have a Sanlu! The kind that costs 38 bags."

"Don't tell me, at least 138 bags are required. This is a fundamental upgrade."

"I'm willing to fall!"

"I don't want to be famous forever, but I want to leave a bad name forever."

"..." Yue Zitong looked at Fang Heng's sad smile, and gave a thumbs up, "The water is clear and there are no fish, people are cheap and invincible, my little brother is willing to bow down."

"Concession!" Fang Heng replied politely, then turned his head to look at Hou Jue, "Surrender without fighting, buddy, is that okay?"

Hou Jue tilted his head to look at Yue Zitong, and gave a thumbs up, "Truth."

Yue Zitong immediately grinned, picked up the beef jerky that bounced back from Fang Heng, and started eating.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the instructor brought over 20 veterans, said to be the squad leader of the veterans, and came to teach them how to clean up the house, explaining that it was about stacking quilts, arranging shoes, and arranging toilet utensils.

He also specially introduced three veterans, "Liu Yirong, the leader of the platoon."

"Ao Xiaoliang, the leader of the second row."

"Yang Yi, the leader of the third row."

Then the roll call began, and a company of recruits was divided into three rows. Fang Heng and Hou Jue were both divided into three rows.

Yang Yi, platoon leader Yang, is a little shorter than Hou Jue, about 1.80. During the introduction, Fang Heng kept staring at Yang Yi, and the corner of the other party's mouth was always smiling like a spring breeze, and he was gentle and easy-going.

Maybe it was too long to watch, but Yang Yi turned his head and looked over, and then raised the corners of his mouth a little, there were two shallow pear dimples at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were curved like moons, he couldn't see his eyes when he smiled, and his kindness was so messed up.

Such a smile seemed to be contagious, and Fang Heng's mouth was brought up, and he smiled unconsciously.

Until the disbandment, Fang Heng didn't stop the smile from the corner of his mouth. When he looked back, he saw a group of kittens whose fur had been patted down, just like himself...

Fang Heng hurriedly put away his smile, and looked at Yang Yi in surprise. Yang Yi was lowering his head and talking to the instructor. looming.

These veterans and recruits were not as scary as Fang Heng thought. They were all very kind and patient, and taught them how to do it step by step, and explained some rules by the way.

After stacking the square quilts all afternoon, no one passed the inspection. It’s not that everyone is stupid. They have learned it during high school military training, and it’s just stacking quilts. Who can’t! ?

The problem is that the newly issued quilt is very fluffy and cannot be folded into a beautiful shape with edges and corners. Although it looks good in their eyes, it is actually full of problems.

At this time, the platoon leaders were still very generous, encouraging them, telling them the tricks, pressing and rubbing with their knees, as long as they continued, the shape of the quilt would come out.

For dinner, they sang again, went in last, and there was a pile of food whose original appearance could not be seen clearly, and then they were organized to make a phone call to inform them of safety.

Fang Xinyou didn't inquire about his health, just like the image of a strict father, he told his son to behave well, and hung up the phone.

Perhaps because of this kind of dialogue, Fang Heng's eyes were extraordinarily clear among the recruits in the same period. He was heartless, but it gave people a feeling of independence and strength.

That night, Fang Heng was one of the few young men who were full of loneliness and homesickness, still smiling cheerfully.

He chatted with Hou Jue for a while, then went to sit with other comrades for a while, and finally strolled to Yue Zitong's bedside.

Yue Zitong was talking to Hou Jue. As soon as Fang Heng passed by, he put his arm on Yue Zitong's shoulder, shaking, "Empress... Huh?" Fang Heng squinted at Yue Zitong's ear, "Do you have pierced ears?"

Yue Zitong smiled slightly, "I was sick a lot when I was a child, and my family had my ears and eyes pierced, so it's easy to take care of."

Fang Heng turned his head to look at the other intact ear, "Are you GAY?"

Yue Zitong looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Yes!"

Fang Heng shrank back a few inches in an instant.

Yue Zitong grabbed his hand and touched it obscenely, "You are tender and slippery, I like you like this, come into my harem."

Fang Heng blinked, saw Yue Zitong's rippling smile, reacted immediately, grabbed his hand with his backhand, and said in a deep voice, "Zitong, you are naughty again."

Hou Jue was watching from the side, and waited for the two over there to make a fuss for a while before Hou Jue asked, "Our platoon leader, how is Yang Yi?"

"What?" Yue Zitong turned to look at him, "Why are you asking?"

"I know, just reveal it."

Yue Zitong thought for a while, "It's not a veteran anyway, maybe it was assigned by the military academy. It's good for college students to guide us. They have enough theoretical knowledge and a better temper than the veterans directly brought up by the army. Don't you know? Veterans have to learn how to lead recruits. , Clean up directly, college student cadres, not bad."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows. He is a cultured person with more tricks in his heart, so it may not be that good.

Resolutely, the next day, a group of recruits knelt and rubbed on the bed. The scene was extremely spectacular. After rubbing for more than an hour, someone asked, "Platoon leader, I heard that it is okay to get wet with water."

Yang Yi turned to look at him, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "You can try."

"Really!?" The man's eyes widened. Of course, because of his narrowed eyes, he couldn't stare any wider. "You can't accuse me of cheating!"

"Of course, if you fold well, my platoon leader will also be disgraced, right?"

"Then shall I go?"

The platoon leader pursed his lips and smiled.

The rest of the people just watched their interaction, even the two second-year soldiers looked over and smiled maliciously.

Squinting and running back with a jar of water, Yang Yi stood by the bed and watched.

When the water in the jar was half gone, Yang Yi asked with a smile, "Does it feel good?"

"It's easier to press." He squinted and nodded.

"Oh, let's continue." Yang Yi put his hands under his armpits, walked out with his neck shrunk, and muttered to himself, "December...it's so cold..."

"Pfft!" Everyone around laughed.

He squinted his eyes and stared stupidly at Yang Yi's back, the water in the tank was spreading and rippling...

Tears flowed down my face.

Before taking a nap at noon, Yang Yi called out Squint Eyes, and when he came back, he was holding a new quilt in his hands, and he was dejected under a group of taunting eyes.

After the recruit company ended, this buddy was assigned to a squad with Fang Heng, named Bi Yuntao, nicknamed Brother Tao.

Three days, rest and recuperation, only three days to study internal affairs.

It passed in a blink of an eye.

This was the most relaxing time Fang Heng had in the barracks. He met new comrades-in-arms every day, chatted, folded quilts, unpacked his backpack, and when he was bored, he looked through the books handed out such as army rules and confidentiality rules. It's like going to summer camp.

Just two words, novelty.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, at 6 o'clock sharp, the wake-up call sounded, and more than 100 people were divided into three rows and stood on the playground.

It is a big playground. When I passed by that day, I saw a lot of veterans running and doing exercises on the playground.

Standing in front of the team, Yang Yi was tall and slender, with his hands on his shoulders, and his spirit was handsome, especially his eyes, shining brightly in the early morning mist, looked at a group of young men who shrank their necks from the cold, and smiled brightly As the rising sun shines, "Today we will officially go out for exercises. It is a bit cold this day, but this is the army, so I have to get used to it. Let me first talk about the plan for the next half month. I will train in the queue in the morning and organize housework in the afternoon. Tuesday and Thursday afternoon Study, rest on weekends, through everyone's performance, I will select three recruit squad leaders within half a month."

Hou Jue's back straightened instantly, his eyes sparkling.

Fang Heng's back instantly bent, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Run, 5 laps, rest after running!"