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Chapter 50 "The Second Shopkeeper" Comes Out Again
Mr. Qi may have fallen ill unexpectedly because he was too entangled.As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, and Mr. Qi's illness almost alarmed the leaders of the entire third regiment.

"Oh! Why are you up! Don't move, don't move! Be careful of catching a cold."

Seeing Mr. Qi sitting up straight after waking up, Sister Li hurriedly wrapped the quilt around his body.

The head of the group smiled while holding a bowl of steaming noodles: "You brat, you finally woke up!"

Sister Li wiped Mr. Qi's sweat from the side and said, "You've been in a coma for two days, look at the sweat!"

"Report!" The correspondent ran in at this moment and said, "Leader, the political commissar asked you to go to the regiment headquarters for a meeting!"

The head of the regiment said: "Got it, I'll go there right away." Then he pointed to the noodles and said: "Eat it, I personally went to the kitchen to make it for you! Get rid of them all, I'll go first .”

Looking at the noodles in front of him, Mr. Qi was very moved. The life of the Eighth Route Army was hard, and white flour, a kind of fine grain, might not be able to eat during the New Year. The head of the regiment personally cooked Mr. Qi's noodles, which made him feel mixed.

Sister Li picked up the noodles and wanted to take the initiative to feed Mr. Qi, but Mr. Qi hurriedly said: "Sister, I will do it myself!"

Mr. Qi was eating noodles while looking at his clothes which were spotlessly washed and hanging to dry in the room, tears could no longer be restrained from flowing down.

"Oh! Qi Siyuan, what's the matter with you! Don't scare me!" Sister Li thought that Mr. Qi was not feeling well again, and said with concern.

"Sister Li, Lao Qi is touched. In the national army, if you are sick, you can only ask for good luck. No one will care about you. If you die of illness, it will be a matter of pitting a few shovels of soil." Lin Mu Putting down the washbasin, he explained while washing the towel.

"Sister Li, I... I don't deserve your kindness to me!"

At this moment, Mr. Qi wanted to confess his identity and the bastard deeds he had done in the past, but he held back when he saw Bai Xu walking in.

"You have a good rest."

Picking up the dirty clothes that Mr. Qi had just changed, Sister Li came to the well in the yard, took a large basin of cold water, and rubbed them "heck, heck".

"Sister, let me come, the water is too cold, it's not good for your health!" Lin Mu snatched the clothes and said in a low voice, "Sister! Come in and help me watch them. mistake."

Sister Li patted Lin Mu and smiled, "You have the energy to spend more on your studies! Learn more from Comrade Qi Siyuan!"

The little girl Bai Xu gave Mr. Qi a new notebook.Mr. Qi turned to the first page, which was written in small letters by her own handwriting: I wish Comrade Qi Siyuan a speedy recovery.

Although the font is handsome, it can't be said to be beautiful.The key is this heart, the most sincere love from comrades.

"Why are you all so nice to me?"

Young Master Qi's heart began to tremble.He felt very humble and small, like a fly hiding in the dark, unable to see the dazzling sunlight.

"Hehe! Your words are so strange?" The little girl blinked her big eyes, looked at him puzzled, and said, "We are all revolutionary comrades, and comrades care about each other. What's wrong with that? To be honest, this notebook I'm quite reluctant, it was given to me by a chief when I was in Yan'an."

Comrade, the part of speech belongs to the noun, and both the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are using it.Mr. Zhongshan once said before his death: The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.The "comrade" refers to like-minded revolutionaries.In the Kuomintang camp, Qi Siyuan didn't feel that the word "comrade" had any special meaning. It was just a title, a pronoun that you said, I said, everyone said, and finally everyone could say it.

But in the eyes of the Communist Party, the meaning of these two words is more important than Mount Tai.Being able to call you "comrade" means that they regard you as one of their own and as their own relatives.

Young Master Qi suddenly wanted to cry, his eyes were red, his nose was astringent, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton.

"What's the matter with you?" The little girl asked softly, her slender little finger hooked his face, and teased, "You're still crying at such an adult? Shame..."

"Remember, when you recover from your illness, you must continue to study hard!" The little girl said with a straight face, "Don't learn from Xu Zhongyi, people who don't study will fall behind!"

This is the most sincere encouragement among comrades, without any hypocrisy.It is completely different from the Kuomintang's "catch a Communist Party and reward as many oceans as you want".No wonder the communist army rushed up like crazy when they were fighting. It turned out that they were not fighting for themselves at all.

"Hey!" Qi Siyuan sighed inwardly: "If I knew this, why did I defect to the KMT? Although the Communist Army doesn't eat well here and doesn't have military pay, but look at how the CCP treats me? Look at the KMT... Sigh ..."

"What's the matter with you? Are you homesick?" The little girl smiled cutely, and comforted: "Is it normal to be homesick? I miss home too. After defeating the little devil, we can go home!"

She squeezed her small fists and encouraged: "Comrade! Work harder! Defeat the little devil!" But before the words fell, she seemed to realize something, especially the word "we", which made her blush all of a sudden Face.

The atmosphere was awkward, two people, one was smacking his finger, the other was rolling the hem of his clothes.

"Comrade Baixu, it's wrong to speak ill of people behind their backs! I'm working hard to learn culture!"

At this moment, Lin Mu walked in, breaking the awkward atmosphere in the room.

"Stop talking! You should have a good rest!" Jumping and jumping, the little girl gave Lin Mu a blank look, and "fleeed away" like flying.

Sister Li followed in and saw half a bowl of noodles left in front of Mr. Qi, and complained: "Your regiment leader Zhao is the same, which patient can eat such a big bowl of noodles, I really don't know how to cherish food."

Hearing this, Mr. Qi picked up the bowl again, wanting to eat the leftover noodles.

Sister Li hastily stopped her and said, "Don't, if you go back and eat it, you can still eat the next meal, don't waste it!" Sister Li snatched the job and put it down and sighed: "I'm not talking about you, you are I don’t know, our army’s vegetable bran is rationed for a year, and even eating big radish is like Chinese New Year. Many soldiers died of exhaustion on the march or on the battlefield because of long-term malnutrition. Hey! My logistics The minister is not doing well."

Mr. Qi hurriedly comforted: "Eldest sister, I don't want you to do this. The little devil is so tightly blocked, and the gods can't do anything about it. By the way, Xu Zhongyi, you quickly give elder sister an idea. When you are in the army ... the national army is not Everyone calls you 'Shop Xiaoer'? You must have a way!"

Sister Li stared at Lin Mu expectantly and said, "Xu Zhongyi, if you can solve the problem of dressing and eating, I will give you a confession. However, we must speak first, and we must not violate discipline!"

"Is it a violation of discipline to do business?" Lin Mu asked after thinking for a while.

(End of this chapter)