What's on Jasmine's mind- My leader, my regiment follow-up

(One)

Fanla’s life is still quite regular. During the day, he honestly wrote his memoirs in the detention center. At night, we took him to Jiqipo to reunite with the brothers, and told him about his family, school and surrounding areas. some situations.

This period of time became the most free period for Fanla's soul.Although the body temporarily loses its freedom, it just makes room for the soul to escape from the secular life, and the soul cannot be imprisoned.

In the past, considering that he had his own life and his own little life to live, brothers would not bother him at night, and it was rare to entrust him with a dream or something.Now, we reunite with him every night at Jiqipo, and sometimes we even call him Sangmenxing. Brothers get together more than ever before.

Fanla said with emotion: "I still don't know whether my daytime life is a dream, or my nighttime dream is life. Can any of you tell me which kind of life is more real? More meaningful? ’ he asked us in the tone of a philosopher.

The old cannon fodder couldn't figure out what he was asking, and the answer I gave him was never to know.We soon found out when exactly he was able to go out, though.

The principal of Hongqi Primary School has never given up his efforts to help him obtain leniency.After being imprisoned for a month, Fanla finally became one of the first "tigers" to be released.The conclusion given above is: the arrest was not wrong, but a more lenient policy was adopted for him, so the eradication of counterrevolutionaries was the right thing to do.

Fortunately, Fanla didn't care about these.He can go back to school and continue his original job, which already makes him very satisfied.

(two)

Fanla came home, and after a week of finally waiting for Fanla to come home, Gou Rou passed away.This year, Gou Rou has turned 15 years old, which is really old for a dog.

That day, I was in the sky, looking at the yard of Fanla's house, watching the dog meat pass away peacefully beside Fanla.Then I waited for it, for the spirit of my most faithful old friend.

When dog meat came to our world, it has not forgotten us. It kept saying hello to every cannon fodder, throwing them to the ground one by one.

After it played with the big guys, I took it to the Jiqi Slope, sat where we used to sit, looked at the Nantian Gate on the other side of the Nu River, and sat quietly for a day.

In the past, I was always accompanied by dog ​​meat. Although it didn't understand my thoughts, it gave me incomparable loyalty and support, and helped me share a lot of pressure and pain invisibly.At that time, it was my only friend, the one who would never betray.Now, I want to spend a good day with it, do nothing, just accompany it quietly, let it feel that I am beside it.

Then, I accompanied it to the time window of the Six Realms of Reincarnation and watched it pass away.Dog Meat was later reincarnated in the Kunming Police Dog Base of the Ministry of Public Security and became a tall and mighty black-backed Kunming dog.Its descendants will become police dogs and military dogs in the future, and continue to make contributions to our country.

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(three)

One day a month later, I wandered around the campus of Hongqi Primary School.I said it was to see Silong's learning environment and learning status, but in fact, I really wanted to experience the campus atmosphere that I had never had access to since I was a child.

It is the end of 1955, and the weather in Kezenda is still like autumn.The greening of the campus is very good, the rhododendrons are in full bloom, and there are several ancient osmanthus trees. The strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus permeates the entire campus.

Looking at this peaceful campus full of flowers, I think that our country has finally bid farewell to war, and the children of Silong's generation can finally learn and grow healthily in a stable and peaceful environment.How can the old cannon fodder of our generation who were born in the turbulent autumn of war not be born at the right time not be moved?

Fanla was not at school today, and was sent by his principal to another school for exchange.The well-meaning headmaster still regards Fanla as highly as ever, as if the "tiger" incident never happened.

I saw him call Yunli to the office, handed her a thick stack of manuscripts, and only said one sentence: This manuscript is worth keeping.Just let her go.

I followed Yunli and glanced curiously. The manuscript turned out to be the material written by Fanla to explain historical issues during the detention period. For some reason, the superior returned it to the school, and the principal gave it to Yunli. .

Yunli held the pile of manuscript papers and read them carefully in her school doctor's office.

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(four)

One evening two days later, I was wandering in the yard of Fanla's house.In fact, it's not for hanging out, but to see if there is a chance to say hello.Since he came back, the brothers have missed him very much, but they know that he has to be busy with work during the day and with housework at night, so they don't dare to disturb him lightly.

Meng Yi, Fanla's son, my brothers and I privately call him Meng Dasun and Xiao Fanla.Now he is almost two years old, he can walk and talk, and he is very naughty and cute. Looking at him, I can't help but think of Silong when he was a child.

After finally putting Xiao Fanla to sleep, Yunli suddenly took out the stack of manuscripts, put it in front of Fanla, and just looked at him quietly.

Fanla froze for a moment, then said lightly, "Why is this thing in your place?"

"It was given to me by the principal two days ago. He also said that this manuscript is worth keeping!" She replied.

"Since the top has retreated, it is useless. Why keep it? Burn it?!" Fanla said indifferently.

"Don't burn it, you wrote such a good memoir, why do you want to burn it? I want to keep it and keep it well. I will show it to my son when he grows up!" Yunli was a little anxious, and quickly took it Passed through the stack of manuscript paper, and put it away somewhere.

After finishing the stack of manuscripts, Yun Lila Fanla sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him carefully, eyes full of pity.

"I never knew how you fought at that time. When the Japanese occupied China, I was still young. Although my father also died for the resistance to Japan, I never knew how you fought." She looked at him and said quietly.

Fanla felt embarrassed when she saw him, he probably never talked about the past to her, and the soldiers who survived from that era probably didn't want to talk about the past.

"I just wrote it casually, don't take it seriously! Look at you, don't cry! Isn't that just to write an account! It's not that miserable! If it is so miserable on the battlefield, can I come back alive?" Besides, it's all in the past, don't be sad!..." Fanla comforted her softly.

"Don't lie to me. I know that what you wrote is true. I can still see it. I just don't know that at that time, the soldiers were bleeding and sacrificed, while the high-ranking officials were shirking, wrangling, and even Some people are betraying the country. I don’t know that at that time, it was often necessary to sacrifice several or even dozens of Chinese soldiers to kill a devil. I don’t know what kind of tragic battle you fought at Nantianmen. I didn’t know this before .But now, I know that you are the one I want to love in this life..." Yunli was sobbing, speaking in a low voice, I knew it was time for me to leave.

Yunli was nine years old when she was little Fanla, she often looked like a child in front of him, and was always taken care of and protected by him, but now, she finally understood Fanla more deeply, and at the same time, she really grew up.

When I left, I was still thinking: No matter how the world changes, no matter whether the current situation is turbulent or not, Fanla already has a confidant, a confidant who can share weal and woe with him, how wonderful!