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Post a novella for everyone to enjoy!(2/6)

Shortly after that meeting, Liu Lan served as a cultural instructor and began to literate the illiterate officers and soldiers in the camp. Since then, no one has ever mentioned asking her to get married, as if this incident had never happened.

Not long after, the regiment ordered Wang Yanluo to bring a company, fully armed, to the division headquarters to pick up more than 300 sent-in prisoners who came here from the mainland.

The elements of these sentencing criminals were very complicated, including Kuomintang officers, bullies and bandits. Wang Yanluo did not dare to be careless. What he did not expect was that there were fourteen women inside.

These women were all unkempt and unkempt, as if they had just been dug out of mud. But there was a woman who cleaned herself up very refreshed - she washed her face and combed her hair. He also saw that there was no black mud in her nails. She was very charming. Unlike Liu Lan, she looked very mature and had a scent of a mare in heat. This kind of woman could speak all over her body, especially her eye waves. When she saw Commander Wang for the first time, he felt that her eye waves could scare his soul away. He thought that his appearance could scare any woman away. But she didn't seem to be afraid of him. Her eyes looked at him were a little special. The first time he found a woman looking at him with that look. He thought that it would be great if Liu Lan could use that look when she looked at him.

After those women came here, Liu Lan was no longer the only woman. For the first time since ancient times, nearly a thousand people have worked here. The smell of sand, the smell of saline and alkali in the soil and the smell of sweat emitted from people, forming a new smell that fills the ancient wasteland.

When soldiers work together with sent-offenders, they cannot tell who is a soldier and who is a sent-offender. In fact, the labor intensity of soldiers is greater than that of sending offenders, and the purpose is somewhat the same, that is, "earning performance". But the purpose of sending offenders is clearer, that is, if you perform well, you can get a reduction in sentence and release the crime; the purpose of soldiers is to "build a new Xinjiang", which undoubtedly looks a bit illusory. That kind of work intensity, that kind of heartfelt and voluntary hard labor, does not regard themselves as "people", but is just a rough, durable, waving.

In addition to working during the day, Liu Lan was responsible for managing the fourteen female sentencing prisoners, and at night he had to give tutoring cultural lessons to the officers and soldiers. Most of the women's original lives were full of food and clothing, and some even had a wealth of food and clothing. When they first arrived here, there were a few women who could do nothing, and she had to teach them to work.

The woman who always cleans herself up very refreshed is the most convenient. Her name is Xue Xiaoqiong. Her father went to make tea in Bazhou, Sichuan - Piaotianwenxue. The sentry named "Ghost Face" looked at him, pointed him in the direction, and said, "I wish the battalion leader a happy!" He felt that the grimacing looked at him with a strange look and tone. He was black and cursed, and he was dicked!

The wind on the wasteland was sharper than a bayonet, and a full moon larger than a pot-kick was hung in the sky, laying a thick layer of moonlight on the ground. No more sentries, Wang Yanluo ran in that direction. He saw her limping forward, like a female ghost.

But Liu Lan didn't run far, and her feet were bloody and numb and could no longer run. She fell to the ground, and the breath she exhaled sprayed on her face, and her hair had already condensed into frost, making her look like a white-haired girl on the stage. Wang Yanluo was startled when she saw her hair. In the moonlight, she seemed to suddenly become an old woman.

If you don't want to follow me, don't follow me. You run around...what, do you know where this is? Can you run out? Wang Yanluo was very angry and uncomfortable. He felt a little sorry for her. He wanted to yell at her, but he held it back. He originally wanted to say "You are running away", but the word came to his mouth and he swallowed it "gulp" into his stomach.

She squatted there, saying nothing, looking pitiful.

I know you don’t want to follow me. You think I’m old, I think I’m one-armed, I think I’m ugly, I think I’m a rough person, I think I can only fight. But you have to know that there are thousands of acres of land after it is opened. We have worked hard to build it. If there are no descendants, and we are old, who will plant this land in the future?

She still didn't say anything. She was trembling, maybe it was frozen. He saw the felt boots beside her. This time he could no longer hold back the anger in his stomach, you! You are a female soldier! Are you going to be a cripple like a short horse? You are a cripple today, and you will get out of the camp tomorrow! Wang Yanluo roared loudly and squatted down and touched her feet.

He frightened her, and her body shook even harder. Her teeth were bumping and making an upsetting sound. Seeing her like that, he felt unbearable and slowed down his tone and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't yell at you."

She suddenly started to sob in a low voice.

Wang Yanluo touched one of her feet. Her feet were wrapped in cloth, but when he grabbed it in his hand, he felt that it was a lump of ice. He wanted to get angry again. If your feet were not warmed up quickly, it would be ruined. As he said, he pulled her feet into his arms. When he passed the Qilian Mountains, his arms warmed the feet of his comrades-in-arms, but it was the first time that a woman's feet were warming. He said to her that there was no fire here, so I'm sorry!

Her feet made him shiver.

She didn't resist. He thought it was because her feet were numb, and she was a little afraid of him.

I said, it’s fine if you don’t want to live with me, but you must not run away. There are big deserts around here, and you can’t run out, and you will die. Also, you are the People’s Liberation Army now, and you will be a deserter. Do you know? As a soldier, the most shameful thing is to be a deserter.

The ice on her feet was slowly melting, wetting his shirt.

The wind cut their faces with one knife and another. He had nothing to say, look, how cold it is! It would be strange if you don't freeze you to death.

She shivered less violently. He took her feet out of his arms, and when the feet were warmed up, the smell of sweat came out.

Alas! You smell your stinky feet, which smells like a dead dog! I didn't expect the girl's feet to be so stinky.

She quickly retracted her feet and couldn't help but laugh. She said, "Where is water to wash your feet in this ghost place...

Haha, just laugh it off, go with me, go back, let me carry you.

I'll go by myself! She said strongly in a very hard voice while kicking on the felt boots.

He remembered an old saying, but he didn't say it all. That's right, why don't men and women kiss each other?

Men and women are not kissing each other! She is lame and stands up while talking.

The old thing is difficult to say. When he saw that she was walking out of the desert, he became anxious. Why are you still walking out of the way?

If I marry you, I would rather be a deserter than die than go back! You should shoot me as a deserter now.

Dick! He was anxious and said swear words again. I said that if you don’t want to live with me, it’s a shame.

This is what you said!

It's not what I said or what the ghost said!

OK, you have to keep your word.

I am a man who has been peeing for thirty years while standing, so of course I keep my word.

Then I will go back with you.

"You can't do it if you don't leave." After he said that, he grabbed her and carried it on his shoulder.

9

After Liu Lan's feet were frostbite, she lay in the ground nest for several days without coming out - her feet can still walk now, so she should thank Wang Yanluo. If he had not put her feet in his arms at that time, her feet would have been ruined. She had shrunk into the ground nest for those days and thought a lot. She felt that he had a cute place, and the movements of his feet in his arms were a bit like her father. Her father got married at the age of seventeen and had her at the age of eighteen, and her father was only four or five years older than him. But his face was much older than her father, not to mention that he only had one arm, a scar on his face, and a hole in his ear... Okay, now he doesn't care about him anymore, he said, I'd be unwilling to marry him. It seems that this time I ran right, and it's worth it to be frozen. Liu Lan felt much better when she thought of this.

Wang Yanluo went to see Liu Lan once and gave her a few fruit candies. When she saw the candies, she became sensitive. She quickly said, "I don't want them, I don't want them." He didn't understand why she was like that, and said, "This candies are sweet, it was given to me by me when I went to the regiment headquarters and the political commissar. He insisted on putting the candies down. Liu Lan gave the candies to the correspondent. After the wedding, she never ate candies again.

Other times, the correspondent was ordered to take care of her. He carried a basin of hot water every day and put some herbs in it, saying that this herb could treat frostbite and was picked by the battalion commander in Xiaosha Lake.

The correspondent was twenty-one years old at that time. He blushed when he saw Liu Lan and called her a female soldier. Now he was not blushing anymore. When he saw her, he naturally called her sister-in-law. He took Liu Lan's candy and said, thank you sister-in-law for her wedding candy.

Liu Lan thought she had heard it wrong at the beginning, so she asked him, "What are you calling me?"

Call you sister-in-law.

Who made you call that?

The army is just like this rule, and they call the families of leaders and veterans. You are now the family of the battalion commander. Why don’t I call your sister-in-law you?

Who got married to the battalion commander?

He smiled, smiling innocently, and asked her, who did you say married to the battalion commander?

Liu Lan couldn't answer him anymore.

Do they call me that? She asked in despair.

Of course, even if the instructor meets you, he has to call you sister-in-law.

You might as well call me a female soldier. Her voice was begging.

Sister-in-law, how can that work!

Liu Lan could barely walk, but after walking out of the ground nest, she found that the soldiers looked at her differently. In their eyes, she was no longer the little female soldier who was only seventeen years old and younger than them, but the wife of the battalion commander. They had respect for their elder sister-in-law and a very delicate sense of fear. She quickly got into the ground nest like a frightened mole.

When the correspondent brought her food to eat, she said to him, "Company, you know, I am only seventeen years old this year, and I don't want to get married yet. The battalion commander agreed, saying that I don't want to talk to him. So, you can't call me sister-in-law, can you tell other soldiers, just say that we are not married yet, and ask them not to call me sister-in-law."

The correspondent opened his eyes wide and was a little unhappy. I can't say this. Who doesn't know if you get married to the battalion commander? Do you dislike our battalion commander? His tone became excited. You don't know how powerful our battalion commander is. He is a great hero. When he was the company commander, I worked as a correspondent with him. You don't know how powerful he is in war. Every time he charges, he will shout loudly, rush to the front, kill an enemy, he will scold him. When fighting with him, he will also scold him, go see the King of Hell, you dick. The enemy knows that there is a king of Yan Luo who is desperate for war. When fighting with him, he will be extra careful. Do you know how many times he has been injured? Forty-eight

Time! No, plus the black beard was pierced by the black beard here, a total of forty-nine times. His arm was swept by the enemy's machine gun bullets, his bones were broken, and only a piece of skin was connected. At that time, he was rushing to a critical place with the army, and victory and defeat were in the blink of an eye. He thought the broken arm was cumbersome, so he closed his eyes, cursed, chopped it down with a sword, then jumped up, and rushed forward. I followed behind his butt, looking at his chopped arm, his hair was so scared that he stood up. He fainted shortly after he rushed to the high ground, and then I had the chance to ask the butcher to tie the wound to him. I think he would definitely not be able to survive that time, but he was very lucky, and he actually survived. Where can you find such a person?

You...I mean... I'm going to say... I need to have feelings for you to marry someone. She said to him apologetically.

I know, after reading some books, you should pay attention to feelings and freedom of marriage! Let me tell you, our battalion commander also likes it, do you know? That time, the celebration meeting was held for him on a university playground, and the girl below was so moved that she cried. When the troops were about to set off, a beautiful female college student chased him and asked him to go with him after finding him. The battalion commander smiled and said, "This battle has not been finished yet, and I will come back to find you after I finish the battle! Who knew that we came here later. Otherwise, our battalion commander would have all the babies!" He finished speaking angrily, turned around and left angrily.

Liu Lan didn't expect that she offended the correspondent. She smiled at her and said to herself, "How could this happen?" In the blink of an eye, I was recognized as his wife. I have gone from a young girl to the youngest soldier in the entire battalion to their sister-in-law! She decided to go to him and ask him to clarify with the officers and soldiers in the entire battalion.

That afternoon, the officers and soldiers were wiping their weapons. Although these weapons had not been used for a long time, they were well maintained. When they saw her, no matter what they were doing, they would stop their work and politely call her sister-in-law. She was really amused and crying.

The former battalion department has now become the bridal chamber for her and Commander Wang. She shouted a report and said, come in. After she went in, she saw the correspondent firing the gun. The correspondent ignored her and lowered his head and just did his own thing. Wang Yanluo was playing with the Browning pistol. He put the gun down and said, "Why do you still report when you come here?"

I am the same as other soldiers, so of course I have to report to come here.

Oh, too.

The correspondent poured her a glass of water, and then went out with the gun and the tool to wipe the gun.

Have your feet been well?

It’s much better, the cultural cram school in the camp will be resumed tomorrow.

OK, it is much harder to learn that dick culture than to fight. He looked at his pistol and then asked, "You came to me with a limp, what's wrong, right?"

Didn’t you just say that I don’t want to marry you? Your words don’t count at all.

Why don't I count?

Everyone... called me sister-in-law, they thought I was yours... Can you gather everyone together and clarify...?

He laughed and said, I can't control this. It's up to the organization to get married. You have to find the organization.

Who is the organization?

Who is the organization? It was obviously the first time he encountered this problem, and he didn't know how to answer it. He scratched his head with his big hand, thought about it, let me tell you the truth, although I have been listening to the organization for so many years, I have never thought about who the organization is. Big guys like me who only know how to fight and charge can just identify one thing, that is, the thing decided by the organization, and they will never object, and will resolutely and unconditionally implement it. In short, the organization is not a single person, the instructor is in charge of the organization, and he must know that you can go to him.

Liu Lan saluted Wang Yanluo, said thank you to the battalion commander, and turned around to find the pony.

The pony was writing something in the ground nest. When he saw Liu Lan in, he quickly put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and pointed to the stool made of the dry poplar wood with special enthusiasm, saying, Haha, sister-in-law is here! Sit quickly and sit!

Liu Lan did not sit, she stood stubbornly.

My sister-in-law came to see me, must something be wrong?

Instructor, I...I don't know what to say...I just say it straight, you know, I have any objections to you asking me to marry the battalion commander. The battalion commander also told me that if I don't want to go with him, it's fine. But everyone calls me sister-in-law, I hope the instructor can clarify the entire battalion officers and soldiers.

Yes, you see, everyone's sister-in-law has called me, what do you have any opinions now!

Captain Wang is a good person and a hero, but I treat him...

Before she finished speaking, the instructor interrupted her with a smile. He is a good person and a hero. What do you have any opinions?

But... I'm still young, I don't even know what love is, and I don't want to get married so early.

However, the battalion commander is not young anymore, and our revolutionary cause urgently needs successors.

But... the battalion commander said, if I don’t want to talk to him, then forget it.

This is the decision of the organization. He has no right to say that he can forget it? He is simply disorganized! The instructor's tone suddenly became very strict.

Yes... it was the battalion commander who asked me to come to the organization to reflect my opinions with the organization.
To be continued...
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