Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 588: The Youths Gather

"My name is Song Lin, and I will be the captain of your 6th Company in the future. Tell me! What happened? Who started it first?"

This made the crowd move.

Someone pulled certain people back and prevented them from coming forward.

Song Lin looked around and saw that no one had finished speaking, so he said calmly, "No one is talking, right? You have the courage to do it, but not the courage to admit it. What kind of educated youth are you? People like this are not worthy of being a soldier."

By the end, the conversation had cooled.

How can modern young people tolerate such criticism?

One of them stood up and said, "Captain Song, just now on the train we were warmly embracing the Great Northern Wilderness, but someone said stupid. They said that."

"Who said that? Point it out. Why do you say it's us? Why aren't they the ones you stopped sending?"

Someone also spoke up.

"That's what you guys said!"

"Bullshit, you were the ones who stopped sending people."

"It's you..."

“It’s you…”

After arguing for a while, they started to fight.

Yang Xiaole looked at these people. Because they were far away, he didn't know who said that.

If no one admits it now, it will be hard to tell for a while.

"it is good!"

Seeing that there was a trend of fighting again, Song Lin hurriedly shouted.

A headache.

These guys are fearless, and if they really start fighting, any mistake wouldn't be a big deal.

After seeing that everyone had quieted down, he shouted, "Here, there will be no suspension or resumption of assignments. You are all educated youth supporting the Great Northern Wilderness. Producing more food to support national construction is your future mission."

After saying that, he walked to the side and took out a piece of paper.

After coming back, he said, "Now let's start the roll call."

"Yang Xiaole!"

"To!"

The voice that answered made everyone look at him.

"Su Ming!"

"To!"

"Jiang Qinqin"

"To!"

……

By calling out the names of each person one by one, you can tell where they came from by their accents.

Yang Xiaole took a look and found that there were only a few places where people came from: Shanghai, Tianjin, BJ and Northeast China.

"Okay, girls stay inside, boys stay outside, light the stove, take off your clothes and warm yourself by the fire, don't catch a cold."

Song Lin was making arrangements there.

Obviously, he is not going to pursue the previous matter any further.

This is equivalent to disbanding.

Suddenly it became lively and noisy.

The girls went inside and built a makeshift isolation room with straw mats from the warehouse. Twenty girls were inside.

The other twenty or so boys were outside.

Song Lin took some hay and started a fire.

Warm the clothes on the stove.

Wearing short sleeves for a while.

From time to time, I swatted mosquitoes in the warehouse and chatted there.

Yang Xiaole did not participate in it.

Sit quietly on your bedding.

"Captain, do you have anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

Suddenly someone asked a question.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Song Lin.

This round lasted for quite a while, and the dry food was almost eaten up. Besides, it was summer now, so it couldn’t be kept for too long.

We still have to eat at midnight on the train.

It's been ten hours.

Not to mention ten hours, even five or six hours would make my stomach ache from hunger.

Seeing this, Song Lin said, "I don't know when you will arrive. This place is far from the company, and we can only get food at the company. I will notify the regiment headquarters soon, and they will notify the company to send food over. But it can't be delivered here."

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone finds their own snacks.

But apart from candy, there is basically nothing to eat.

Song Lin looked outside, put on his raincoat, and said to Yang Xiaole, "Yang Xiaole!"

"To!"

"I'm going to call Station Master Liu! Keep an eye on them and make sure they don't cause any trouble for me."

These words made Yang Xiaole feel conflicted for a moment.

Let me take care of it?
I only know how to beat people!
But still agreed.

Seeing this, Song Lin left in the rain.

The rest of the people looked at Yang Xiaole curiously.

This guy doesn't look like a veteran!
The veterans are all dark-skinned, how could they be so white and clean?

Educated youth?

I didn't see this person along the way!

But it was just out of curiosity, no one asked him.

Yang Xiaole sat quietly in his seat, feeling a little out of place with these guys.

"Comrade, my name is Zhao Gang, I am an educated youth from Harbin. Are you from the company?"

Still, someone couldn't help but ask.

Yang Xiaole took a look at the other person. He looked quite friendly, a common face.

It was the same person who had first admitted to the fight.

Then he shook his head and said, "No, I'm a BJ educated youth and I just joined the company!"

"BJ educated youth? Then why aren't you with us? I don't see you with the commander of the troops?"

The other party was confused for a moment.

"I was an educated youth who went to work in the countryside near here last year. There was conscription this year, so I signed up for the army and then came here."

Hearing this, the other party suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it!"

Then I didn't ask any more questions.

They are all educated youth.

I thought he was a veteran!
These people were chatting there in groups of three or five.

There was a burst of excitement.

Talk about it, everyone wants to make a difference here.

Fortunately, there was no fighting afterwards.

The rain outside gradually became lighter.

After a while, Song Lin came back and was relieved to see that no one was fighting.

Standing there quietly, observing everyone's words and actions.

After about half an hour, the rain stopped completely.

Song Lin went out to observe the situation and finally said, "Okay, it's not raining anymore, let's pack up and go."

Hearing this, the people present began to become chaotic again.

Get dressed and pack your things.

Carry your luggage.

After counting the number of people, everyone walked outside.

After walking along the path for a while, we came to a meadow.

"The people behind, keep up! Don't run around. There are many swamps nearby. It's very dangerous."

On the way, Song Lin was there maintaining order from time to time.

Dozens of people formed a long queue.

Yang Xiaole was entrusted by Song Lin to walk at the back to see if anyone was left behind.

It also prevents people from running around and getting into trouble.

The Great Northern Wilderness was very muddy after the rain.

"Hey, are you okay? Give me something!"

Yang Xiaole looked at the girl walking at the back who was a little shaky and stretched out his hand.

The other person looked at him, shook his head and said nothing!
"Okay, give it to me! We are all comrades and friends."

Took over the other person's things.

It was clear at a glance that the other party could not hold on any longer.

And he was not trying to show off. Starting with Song Lin taking the lead, other men basically helped the girls get things.

Seeing this, the girl thanked him softly: "Thank you!" "You're welcome!"

Yang Xiaole smiled indifferently.

Then he asked, "Shanghai educated youth?"

"Yes! My name is Tang Ruoyan!"

"Yang Xiaole!"

He said this softly and didn't try to strike up a conversation with her again.

But he could still see that something was wrong with the other party.

Everyone else had a vibrant look on their faces; even if they were tired, the joy in their hearts could not be concealed.

Tang Ruoyan felt a little silent.

This didn't seem like the reason for being introverted, so I didn't ask and just walked quietly on the road carrying my things.

The road was not easy to walk on, so everyone supported each other. If someone wanted to slide, someone would immediately come over to support him.

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.

More than an hour later, the group finally passed through the woods, wetlands, and grasslands and arrived at a small river.

The road along the creek is obviously frequently walked on.

After more than an hour of hot sunshine, the road surface has dried.

They were already very hungry, and after walking for more than an hour with their luggage on their backs, many people were almost unable to hold on.

"Captain, how far is it?"

"We're almost there! There's a wooden plank bridge about four miles along the river. We'll be there soon."

"Almost there? Captain, how many times have you said that?"

Someone said sadly.

"We're really close. Let's go and don't fall behind." Song Lin shouted and continued on his way.

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to follow.

……

"Tang Ruoyan, a Shanghai educated youth?"

A girl with shoulder-length hair in the team came up to Tang Ruoyan and asked.

Tang Ruoyan glanced at the other party and nodded gently: "Yeah!"

"My name is Yuan Qing, and I'm from Harbin."

"Hello there!"

Tang Ruoyan said with a polite smile.

Yuan Qing looked ahead and continued, "Are you related to the commander of this troop?"

These words made Tang Ruoyan slow down her movements and shook her head: "No!"

Yuan Qing sneered: "It must be!"

Then he said, "Why else would he help you so much? Using the back door is evil."

Her words attracted the support of several women nearby.

"Don't bully us Shanghai educated youth."

"That's right! You shouldn't talk like that."

Hearing this, Yuan Qing looked at the people next to her.

I wanted to say something, but finally shut my mouth.

Reluctantly he quickened his pace.

After seeing this scene, several female educated youth looked at each other and smiled.

Yang Xiaole looked at her curiously and felt that his guess was correct. Tang Ruoyan might really have some problems.

As time went by, everyone finally arrived at the wooden bridge that Song Lin mentioned.

In fact, it is a simple ferry bridge built with wooden boards in the narrow area after the river channel becomes narrow.

At this time, there were several carriages waiting by the river.

"Okay, that's the person who came to pick us up. I've prepared some steamed buns and rice porridge for you. Eat something before you leave!"

Before crossing the river, Song Lin shouted to the crowd, mainly because he saw that these people were unable to hold on any longer.

And I saw a carriage, but it was quite far away.

Sure enough, eating at this time is the best motivation for these people.

Zhao Gang excitedly put down what he was holding, prepared a speech, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "Comrades, *** taught us that there are such situations when playing. Favorable situations and active recovery are generated by the efforts of persisting a little longer. Victory is ahead, let's charge!..."

After saying that, he led the way forward carrying his things.

Others also echoed with a smile:

"Move toward the steamed buns."

"We will launch the final offensive on Mantou Mountain. Victory will be ours."

It was noisy and quickened the pace.

When Song Lin saw this scene, he watched with a smile.

I didn't rush over with these people.

But when he got there, he felt annoyed.

Two of the carriages were loaded with baskets covered with quilts. The quilts were opened when the educated youth arrived.

The yellow steamed bun inside was revealed.

With the arrival of the educated youth, they knew that they were there to pick them up, so they dropped what they were holding and rushed forward, not caring whether their hands were dirty or not.

Grab a steamed bun and put it into your mouth.

Don't forget to take it.

Some took two, some took three or four, and it became a mess.

“Put it down, put it down!”

Song Lin took the driver's whip and hit the basket of steamed buns several times, and many people were hit on the hands.

There were a lot of screams.

Everyone was bewildered for a moment.

Then Song Lin shouted with a stern face: "You are the reincarnation of starving ghosts. Have you never eaten?"

The girl who was beaten was dissatisfied: "Why are you beating us?"

Zhao Gang, who was howling before, still had a steamed bun in his mouth, and came over to ask, "Why are you hitting people?"

These people were lawless back then. People with much higher positions than Captain Song have seen them, and some even...

Feeling that what Song Lin did was wrong, he naturally stopped him.

Song Lin was not a pushover either, and said with a stern face: "Strengthen discipline, and the revolution will be invincible. People like you who are undisciplined should be beaten."

Looking at the crowd, he shouted with a cold face: "I said before that you are soldiers of the Production and Construction Corps. Look at you one by one, do you look like a soldier?"

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking.

So embarrassing.

Seeing that no one was talking, Song Lin said, "Now listen to my orders. Anyone who has received the steamed buns, put them in the buns the way you got them. Then go to the river, wash your hands, and come back to line up."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Someone put the steamed buns back in.

Once someone took the lead, others followed suit and returned the money.

Go to the river to fetch water to wash your hands.

He came over again, took two steamed buns, and took the one he had bitten before.

Then he went to the carriage next to him to get an enamel bowl, poured a bowl of corn porridge from the wooden barrel, and went to drink it.

Yang Xiaole followed the crowd, took some steamed buns and porridge and sat there to drink.

These are the people from the kitchen team. When I went to support the border defense company, I naturally met these people.

I just didn't say hello.

But he remembered the names of all these people.

The person who was giving him porridge looked at him in surprise and said, "Yang... Yang Xiaole?"

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this: "Captain Wu, you still recognized me! I didn't expect it was you who came to deliver something!"

The other party was the company’s kitchen squad leader, Wu Dahai.

I've dealt with him several times.
The other party laughed when he heard this: "How could I not remember you? With so many new people, I must come over! Why are you here too?"

Speaks Mandarin with a Sichuan accent and a Northeastern accent.

It sounds a bit weird.

Fortunately, he heard too many dialects that were not very authentic in later life.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Join the army!"

Then he smiled and said, "You are busy, let's talk again when we have time."

At this moment, he had a very strange feeling. He couldn't be like a new recruit, nor could he be completely familiar like a veteran.

And then, he met more acquaintances.

"Hey, good!"

Wu Dahai agreed and continued to serve food to others.

Yang Xiaole took the food back to the side and started eating.

Then he shook his head. The noodles didn't rise, and were a bit sticky and sour. It seemed that life in the company was still not easy.

It may be due to lack of alkaline surface.

But everyone else was hungry, so it was good enough for them to have two cups of noodles, which was barely acceptable.

(End of this chapter)