The Wolf Came in the Midnight
（1）
It was a dark night and a winding mountain path. A gust of autumn wind blew, causing the weeds on the roadside to produce sand! The sound of sand.
A group of people walked over on the mountain road, and the sound of messy footsteps echoed in the mountains.
On both sides of the path were unfathomable ravines, and there were a few families in the distance.
It was midnight, and every house was closed. The people who had worked hard all day were immersed in sweet dreams.
Suddenly, a miserable scream pierced through the silent night sky.
"People on the main road, come quickly. The wolf is here. Long live Leader Mao!”
This shout shocked the team on the mountain road. They stopped and looked down the mountain. It was a team of twelve or thirteen year old students and teachers. They were marching at night, and the children were panicking, not knowing what was going on. The teacher ordered the students to follow one after another so that they wouldn't fall behind.
"What happened? "There really are wolves. What should we do?" The children chattered.
Yaning looked worriedly at the few families in the distance, guessing what might happen.
Tonight was the night training event organized by the school. Although Yaning was only a twelve-year-old child, the school often organized night training, camping, and other activities to prepare for the war.
"Students, don't panic. The teacher has already sent people to understand the situation. Everyone, don't make a sound. One by one, quickly leave this place."
The students did not dare to make a sound and could not help but quicken their pace.
The sun rose in the east, and Yaning followed everyone to an open area.
The camp instructor (school militarized management) assigned everyone a combat mission: "Last night, a small group of Su Xiu paratroopers landed in our area and requested all platoons of soldiers to start a search. We must capture them all in one fell swoop." "Come at the call, fight when you come, and win when you fight" was the motto at that time. The students began their search mission in twos and threes.
Yaning and another classmate formed a team. They searched carefully, not letting go of every mound and corner. Finally, they found a "spy".
"Surrender your guns and we won't kill you!" Yaning shouted. Raise your hands!"
The " special agent " still wanted to resist, but Yaning pulled him out from the grass. When he looked closely, he saw that it was a senior student.
"Oh, why is it you? I thought you were a real spy."
"Hehe, you must have been frightened by what happened last night, right?”
"Yeah, do you know what happened?”
" I heard he's a mental patient."
Mental illness. Yaning didn't have time to think about it and went to catch the "spy" again.
After catching the spies for a while, the whistle for the gathering sounded. The students lined up and prepared to return.
After working for half the night, the children were all exhausted. As they walked home, they dozed off in a daze. In order not to fall, the teacher asked them to hold hands one by one to prevent them from falling into the ravine.
（2）
There were basically no more classes in school."Learning engineering, learning agriculture, and learning the army" was the primary political task.
Autumn was the wheat harvest season, and Yaning's class was arranged to go to the production team in the suburbs to harvest corn.
The working time was set at one week. Yaning brought some simple daily necessities and set off with the team.
When they arrived at the place, Yaning saw that the long corn stalks had been laid down. The task assigned to them by the captain was to break off the corn cobs and pile them into a pile, waiting to be transported away by car.
The work wasn't considered tiring, but after working for a while, Yaning and her classmates bent over, got up, and did a long row. They also felt that it wasn't easy.
Finally, it was time to call it a day. Yaning felt a pain in her knee joint, and she couldn't help but sit on the ground. After resting for a while, he stood up with difficulty. With the help of his classmates, he walked down the slope and returned to the encampment.
For dinner, they had rice and stewed radishes. The tired and hungry children didn't care about anything else. They each scooped a big bowl and started eating.
"Gao Liang, you really can eat. You ate a big bowl, and then another big bowl."
" I'm willing to come out to work so that I can eat. At home, my mother doesn't let us eat too much. My family has a lot of people and there's not enough food to eat."
Yaning looked at the boy named Gao Liang, who was as thin as a stick.
" Yaning, do you know? He's sick. It hurts like hell. I heard that his mother gave him opiates to relieve the pain."" Yes, it's illegal."" Keep your voice down. His illness can't be cured."
Yaning whispered to her classmates as she looked at Gao Liang with regret.
A week of hard work was over in the blink of an eye.
When she returned home, Yaning felt a burst of pain in her knee joint. She went to the hospital for a check-up and found that it was rheumatism. So, she heated up the electricity, did physical therapy, took medicine, and went through a series of treatments.
（3）
Sunday.
It was rare for Zhou Heng to have free time. Today, he planned to take Ya Ning and Ya Qi to the place where they had once fought a bloody battle to educate the two children on revolutionary traditions.
They came to a place called White Tiger Village. Zhou Heng pointed at the dilapidated thatched houses in the village and the bumpy dirt road at the entrance of the village and said,"At that time, we were hiding here and launching a general attack on the enemy in the city. At that time, I was the instructor of the company and was in charge of propaganda and agitation. When the battle was intense, the casualties of the entire company were very high, and only a dozen people were left. I was also shot in the leg. The bullet is still stuck in the knee joint and can't be removed. When it was windy and rainy, it hurt a lot. That's why I was rated as a disabled second-class soldier."
Yaning looked at the people coming and going in the village, busy with farming, and the scene of the fierce battle in the past appeared in front of her eyes.
"Daddy, does your leg still hurt?" Ya Qi touched Zhou Heng's right leg with her small hand.
" I don't usually feel it, but it hurts when it's cloudy. It's even more accurate than the weather forecast." Zhou Heng stroked Ya Qi's little head lovingly.
" In our language class, the teacher also said that our little one's father is a national war hero," Yaning continued.
"Yes, today's happy life is hard to come by. You have to cherish it. No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, thinking about the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the birth of the new dynasty, what difficulties we can't overcome? Zhou Heng seized the opportunity to educate the two children on the revolutionary tradition.
Seeing that it was already late, Zhou Heng brought the two children home.
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