In a courtyard house located at the east end of Zhao Village, it was now the station of the Independent Regiment's First Battalion, Third Company, and First Platoon. The soldiers were eating dinner around the fire. The staple food was white steamed buns and horse meat.
Due to the lack of necessary seasonings, the horse meat of this era was not as spicy and delicious as it was in the later generations. Instead, it had a sour, salty, and chewy taste, just like chewing expired betel nut in the mouth.
Even so, for the soldiers who had been cooking wild vegetables and eating tree bark for a long time, they still enjoyed eating horse meat.
Every day during dinner, it was a rare leisure time for the soldiers. A group of young people in their early twenties gathered together and listened to the love stories of the veterans.
As a result, the first squad leader, Yang Laojiu, took advantage of his old age and began to show off his relationship experience in front of a group of inexperienced people. He talked non-stop, and the new recruits listened with great interest.
"Let me tell you, back then, our Old Yang was also a famous handsome young man in the countryside. The matchmaker who came to propose marriage almost flattened the threshold of our family.”
"First Class Monitor, didn't you say your name was Xiuzhi? Why is it Xiumei today?"
Someone in the crowd joked, causing the group of warriors to burst into laughter.
"Go, go, go. Don't cause trouble. Do you still want to hear it or not?”
Old Yang Jiu, who was exposed, was not angry. He knocked the troublemaker's head and continued,"At that time, I was herding cows for the landlord's family, and Xiuzhi was a servant girl for the landlord's family. After a while, we looked at each other and liked each other. Every day after dinner, we would meet in the haystack behind the dam to chat. At that time, our Old Yang was so innocent that he didn't know anything. It was Xiuzhi who took the initiative to hold my hand and leaned her little head towards me.”
At this point, Old Ninth Yang deliberately paused.
The ears of the group of young warriors were all vertical, and their necks were stretched out like girafs, afraid to miss any wonderful details.
"Squad Leader Yang, why is Xiuzhi sticking her head over here?”
Suddenly, a crisp female voice rang out, followed by a series of light laughter. Zhao Xiaoguan, the director of the Zhao Family Village Women's Rescue Association, walked in with a basket of newly made cloth shoes.
Yang Laojiu, who was about to keep them in suspense, suddenly blushed. He stood awkwardly in place amidst the laughter of the soldiers.
"Hey, Squad Leader Yang, why didn't you say anything?"I want to hear it too!" Zhao Xiaoyan blinked her big, watery eyes and stared straight at Yang Laojiu.
"Yeah, Class One, tell me, hahaha!”
"Old Yang, I still want to hear it, hahahahaha!”
The group of warriors, led by Liao Wenhua, immediately began to cheer and laugh.
Old Ninth Yang glared at Liao Wenhua fiercely, then stood up and said resentfully,"Director Zhao is here. It's time to feed the horses. I'll go feed the horses!”
Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Laojiu quickly slipped out of the camp as if he was running for his life, causing the soldiers to burst into laughter again.
Although Yang Laojiu was thick-skinned and liked to talk dirty. However, he was still a little embarrassed to say this in front of a female comrade. It was only natural that his face would turn red.
As for Zhao Xiaoyan, she had just turned 18 years old this year. This mountain girl married early. Usually, she would be married and have children by the age of 15 or 16. Those who were still unmarried at the age of 18 could be considered old girls. If it was not for the chaos of war, Zhao Xiaoyan would have married and become a mother long ago.
Although the authentic mountain girl did not have the stunning beauty of an elder, she was still in her youth. Her every move could bring some feminine gentleness to this group of men who fought on the battlefield and rolled around in the pile of dead people.
Even a wily old fox like Yang Laojiu didn't dare to look at her, let alone those seventeen or eighteen-year-old kids. They all buried their heads between their knees and only dared to steal a few glances from the corner of their eyes.
Zhao Xiaoyan looked around but did not find any trace of Chen Weidong. He felt an inexplicable sense of loss and asked Liao Wenhua,"Deputy Platoon Leader Liao, is Platoon Leader Chen not here? Our comrades from the Women's Rescue Association made some cloth shoes and soles for you.”
Cough cough!
Liao Wenhua coughed twice and said seriously,""Director Zhao, on behalf of all the soldiers of the 1st Battalion, 3rd Company and 1st Platoon of the Independent Regiment, I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to the women of the Women's Rescue Association of Zhao Family Village. Thank you for making cloth shoes for our soldiers. We will definitely not let down the women's kind intentions."
"Alright, alright. Old Liao, stop it. My ears are aching from listening to this!”
At this moment, Chen Weidong, who had just finished inspecting the sentry post, walked in and heard Liao Wenhua reciting the text in front of Zhao Xiaoyan. He immediately interrupted,"Old Liao, don't put onions in a pig's nose and pretend to be an elephant. You can't read a basket of big words, but you're really good at making polite remarks.”
When Zhao Xiaoyan turned around and saw Chen Weidong, his mood immediately improved. He echoed,"Platoon Leader Chen is right. These words are getting calluses in my ears.”
Chen Weidong smiled at Zhao Xiaoyan and said,"If you ask me, this woman makes cloth shoes and does logistics. As men, we fight the devils and kill the traitors, so we don't have to be polite with each other. We're all fighting the devils, so the division of labor is different. If there's anything you need in the future, just tell me directly. I'll do whatever I can do, and I'll think of ways to do whatever I can't.”
Zhao Xiaoyan nodded his head and said happily,"Platoon Leader Chen, you're right. We're a family, so there's no need to be polite.”
After a pause, she changed the topic and said,"Platoon Leader Chen, you just said that if the Women's Rescue Association needs you, you will do whatever you can and think of a way to do whatever you can't. Is that true?”
Chen Weidong waved his hand." Of course. A man's word is his."”
"Hehe, Platoon Leader Chen, our Women's Rescue Association really has something we need your help with."”
Chen Weidong was stunned at first, then he laughed heartily.""Sister Xiao Yun, what's the matter?”
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