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

(One)

The days passed peacefully day by day, and the old cannon fodder and I didn't know that the most turbulent and catastrophic stage unprecedented in history was about to begin, that is, the "proletarian revolution" that began in May 1966.

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Facts have proved that "□□" is not and cannot be a revolution or social progress in any sense.It was a civil strife wrongly launched by the leaders and exploited by the Communist Party, which brought serious disasters to the party, the country and the people of all ethnic groups.

(two)

During that ten-year catastrophe, we spent most of our time in Zenda.During this period, except for the occasional few times when I would go out to see my son, the old cannon fodder of the Sichuan Army and I stayed in that remote small town in western Yunnan all the time, and witnessed scenes of strange phenomena.

In May of 66, when the great turmoil started, Fanla, as an old "athlete", was picked out without exception, raped and raped again and again.In fact, since the "Eradication of Counter-Revolutionaries" in 5, Fanla's status as an old soldier has made it difficult for him to get out of previous campaigns, so he has already trained himself into an old "athlete" through many battles.

At the same time, we are sad to see that not only Fanla, but even the principal of Hongqi Primary School, who has been sympathizing with him and protecting him, that kind and humane old man, has been labeled as an "opportunist" because of his long-term protection of Fanla. ", after the "□□" started, I was raped and struggled with Fanla...

We have seen that the honest head of the mourning star, because he was willing to be mediocre and has always been the most ordinary farmer in Wangqi Village, was hardly affected by this catastrophe, and he did not let himself fall into the situation of being bullied.This is a point that is very gratifying to everyone in this turmoil.

In fact, I have always been very worried about Jasmine. If her identity as the second concubine of the national army quartermaster is exposed, then what awaits her will be a catastrophe.If that day does come and I can't save her, I've even prepared for the worst.

So, since the beginning of this movement, I have been more worried than Molly.I was worried about Fanla, Zangmenxing, Jasmine, Zhang Lixian and Silong who was studying at school.We don't understand this movement, we don't understand why things are getting more and more out of the way they should be? ?

(three)

At Zenda, our biggest concern is Fanla.His historical problems make it impossible for him to avoid previous campaigns.Fortunately, the young master has become more mature since he was demobilized and returned home.He restrained his sharpness and anger, and also changed his bad mouth that harmed others and harmed himself.Due to his peacefulness and low profile, he did not make too many enemies for himself in his work and life. Instead, he summed up countless experiences of "preserving yourself and persevering" in campaigns.

Fortunately, Zenda is located in a remote area and is not the center of political struggle in the whole country; and the common people have simple folk customs, and their enthusiasm for political movements is not so extreme and intense, so even though every movement is carried out among the revolutionary masses of Zenda , carried out, but after all, very few people were killed.In the later period of the Communist Party, many movements became mere formalities, and ordinary people were organized to go through the motions. In this way, those who were being struggled were able to breathe, and survived the tight and loose movements.

Annoyed, my mentality is extremely open-minded now.When he is exercising, he will consciously suffer from sex, and when he is not exercising, he will do what he should do.Classes at the school stop and start, intermittently, but the school's salary still does not stop, and life always has to go on.The brothers would visit him when he was convenient, give him encouragement and comfort, or just quietly accompany him through one difficult night after another.We believe that the dark night will pass one day, and we hope that the living relatives can live well and wait to see the light...

I also occasionally go to see Zhang Lixian.Fortunately, he was in the field army. Since the field army had to complete the arduous task of "aiding Vietnam and resisting the United States", there was no chaos during the war.Just imagine, can a unit that is in disarray and disobedient to command still have combat effectiveness?

Zhang Lixian had been promoted to be the commander of their division because of his excellent commanding ability on the battlefield.Perhaps, during the war, only those who can really fight tough can hold this position!The old superior who admired him is still in place, and is in charge of the specific aid to the Vietnam War, so Lao Zhang's work has not been greatly affected for the time being.

In early [-], after Zhang Lixian's daughter Kangmei turned fifteen, she finally joined the army as she wished.She is now in the same unit as Lao Zhang, working as an operator.And Zhang Lixian's son, the boy that Fanla saw Xiao Zui pregnant when he was trying to persuade Lao Zhang to surrender, was called Zhang Chenxi, who just graduated from high school in [-].The high school graduates in [-], how rough their fate was, we slowly realized later.

In May of [-], sex began. At this time, Xiao Zhang was about to graduate from high school.As a top student in a key middle school with excellent character and learning, Xiao Zhang has always liked to study and learn. His original ideal was to be admitted to a prestigious school such as Peking University or Tsinghua University.However, there was turmoil, colleges and universities stopped enrolling students, and the beautiful ideals were smashed to pieces by reality.

Zhang Chenxi suddenly became an unemployed youth. He could not continue to go to school, had no job for the time being, and was not interested in messing around with those gangsters in such chaotic sports and connections. Xiao Zhang chose to study at home.But even for reading, even in your own home, you had to be sneaky, because many books had become pornographic, and a popular slogan at the time was "the more knowledge, the more reactionary".

(four)

I was also worried about Silong.Worried about how much the military academy he attended would be impacted?How much impact will it have on his study?Most importantly, in this catastrophe, will he lose his direction in life?

Therefore, now I often go back and forth between Nanjing and Zenda, running in front of Jasmine and Baoer, thinking about those two people who are my closest relatives in the world.

Silong's school was also affected by the virus, and teaching was intermittent.Some teachers who teach well in some classes will suddenly be put on some trumped-up hats and knocked down.This kind of environment can't help but make the young Silong also start to worry.He cared about his old troops and his comrades on the front line.

At this time, Silong was no longer the passionate young man who had just graduated from school.Now he is also young and passionate, but he has a layer of rationality and independent thinking ability.Especially after experiencing the smoke of gunpowder and life and death on the battlefield, he has a new feeling for life and society, and when he looks at problems, he will not just stay on the surface of things.For political campaigns, he has always kept in mind what Mr. Meng said to him. If there is nothing he wants to understand, he should do less or not do it.Jasmine's delicate thoughts and prudent words and deeds were also gradually reflected in him.When he wrote letters to his comrades-in-arms, classmates, family and friends, he would never mention the various sports in his school, and he tried not to discuss politics in words.Now Silong has learned to be cautious, especially on sensitive political issues.

At the same time, in order not to waste time, when the school is closed, he will go to the library and the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall to collect various military materials about World War II as objects of study and research.He has always had a sense of urgency in his heart, that is, he can't waste time, especially when his comrades are shedding blood on the front line, and he can't waste time in the rear.If schooling does not work properly, he educates himself as best he can.Seize all the time to enrich yourself, and look forward to the day when you return to the army after graduation.

(Fives)

Time passed slowly amidst my worries and expectations, and it was the summer of 1969.Right now, I'm wandering the campus of the PLA University of Science and Technology in Nanjing.It has been more than three years since Silong came to school, and it is estimated that now is the time when he is about to graduate. I came to visit him, hoping to know his latest trends.

I shuttled around the campus of this university, from the dormitory to the cafeteria.I feel in my heart that this university is big, and it is quite different from Zenda's Hongqi Primary School.Time flies so fast, 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the scene of little Bao'er going to Hongqi Primary School with her schoolbag on her back often appears in front of my eyes.

I came to the cafeteria, it was dinner time, there were a lot of students who came to eat, and they were all wearing green military uniforms, so it was not easy to tell them apart.I stood in a corner of the cafeteria, patiently searching through the crowd.Suddenly, he saw that familiar figure. He had just finished cooking and was walking towards the seat next to him with a bowl in one hand.But a slender daredevil in military uniform bumped into his arm clumsily, and a bowl of soup was spilled on Silong's body...

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Why are you squeezing!" Silong said, with suppressed anger in his voice.

When the daredevil turned his head, the panic on his face suddenly turned into surprise: "Yuan Silong, it's you!"

(six)

That clumsy daredevil first knocked over Chief of Staff Zhang's ink bottle four years ago, and spilled half of it on Yuan Silong's resume.That year was the summer of 1965, when they met for the first time. At that time, she was 15 years old and Yuan Silong was 21 years old.

Now, in the summer of 1969, exactly four years later, they met again in the cafeteria of the military academy.It was the same daredevil who knocked over the bowl in Silong's hand and poured a bowl of soup on Silong.At this time, she was nineteen, while Silong was just 25.That clumsy, daredevil who always makes small troubles is Zhang Lixian's precious daughter, Zhang Kangmei.

Kangmei: "Yuan Silong, you don't know me anymore? We met four years ago. At the door of my dad's office, he seemed to be telling you about going to the military academy. Do you remember? I am Zhang Kangmei .”

Si Long: "Your father? Is it Chief of Staff Zhang? I seem to have a little impression. When the Chief of Staff first mentioned me to the military academy, I almost bumped into a ghost when I went out. Oh, no, I almost bumped into a daredevil, yes There is a little girl hiding and eavesdropping outside the door, it is you! Why are you here?"

Kang Mei’s face turned red and white at Silong’s words, and she couldn’t bear it anymore, but she was a straightforward girl, so she answered Silong’s question: “I’m here for a short-term training, and I have a It’s been a month, and this is the first time I’ve met you! I joined the army in [-], and now I’m a three-year veteran, working as an operator in our division.”

Si Long was puzzled: "Our teacher?"

Kang Mei: "Yes, don't you know? We are in the same division. My dad is now the division commander. You should return to the original army after graduation, right?! You have been away from the old army for more than three years, right? Graduating soon? Then I will return to the teacher soon!"

Silong looked at Kangmei, then at the stain on the military uniform, shook his head helplessly, turned around, found a table and sat down, and began to eat his meal.But before he took a few bites, he saw a person sitting across the table, and after finishing his meal, Kangmei sat directly in front of him.

Kang Mei whispered: "Yuan Silong, I forgot to say sorry to you just now, I didn't hit you on purpose, I was careless."

Silong still buried his head in his meal, and after hearing this, he just nodded, but the lines on his face were much softer.

Kangmei glanced at Silong, and continued: "After I joined the army, I often heard people mentioning you in our division! Especially those veterans of the independent battalion reconnaissance company, they all told you like a god, and finally God is that time you were able to walk out of the minefield with your comrades on your back, not to mention you were injured at that time..."

Hearing this, Silong stopped the spoon in his hand, and said seriously: "I'm not as good as they are. It's just a little bit of luck. It's just good luck. How long have you been here for training?"

Anti-American: "There are still two months, I will go back. Before I came, I was thinking, I heard that Comrade Yuan Silong, the combat hero of our division, went to this university. I wondered if I could meet him. I didn't expect to meet them. My dormitory is in the second building of the East District. You can come to me when you are free!..."

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