The beacon of youth

Chapter O9 The Bold Emerald Flower

The small courtyard where the women lived was very clean, and some jujube trees were planted around the courtyard wall. They are local specialties, red dates. It is June, and under the green leaves, you can faintly see the jujubes with their white belly. Although such jujubes can be eaten, the syrup is not enough, and they are not red, and the taste is astringent, and the taste is far from that of those picked after autumn.

The few houses lined up look very neat. They are not the earthen cave dwellings that most villagers live in, but are built with walls made of yellow mud. A certain proportion of straw is also mixed in the yellow mud. Such walls are better than simple yellow mud. The mud is much stronger. When covering, you need to use a long fork to fork up the reconciled mud bit by bit. After the mud is dried by the wind, it will be a good wall. There is not much rain in the northwest, so The walls can last for at least a few decades.

The yard of this family was looked after by He Cuihua. This girl searched everywhere for a house when the troops came to garrison, and she finally found such a good place. It was a relatively quiet small courtyard. The local houses were very tense when the troops were stationed. There are many fellow villagers who live together with several families, vacating the house for the army. It is really hard to find a good house.

He Cuihua's domineering strength is known to the whole group. Although the local house is very tight and no one robs him, it is estimated that he can't rob it.

After finding the house, He Cuihua went back to the supply camp to manage Laosun to ask for some food, and a few women pooled up some money to borrow the small yard. It is right to let the troops live for a few days. How can I manage my troops to ask for money and food? If the villagers know about it, they will be laughed at. The local government also gives compensation to the people's Liberation Army. Several women are repeatedly Emphasize that the PLA is disciplined, and if the villagers don't collect money and food, they dare not live in it.

A small square table with a few small wooden stools, a few women who have been busy all day are sitting by the table drinking water and chatting, and there are a few giggles from time to time. There is no hustle and bustle of the big cities in the future, and there is no war. Atmosphere, this is the most relaxed time for these women. Regardless of whether they are leaders or officials in front of the soldiers, they are in charge of dozens or hundreds of people, but they are still women after all. He is a young man in his early 20s. After a day's work, he naturally relaxes at night.

Although each unit has its own cooking team, several of them take the meals back from their respective units and take them to their own small yards to eat. As long as there is no combat mission, they will do this, which can be regarded as a small habit.

The topics of conversation are all, but everyone can guess who is the person who is often mentioned. While talking, a person walked in from the outside of the small courtyard with a casual tone. Said: "Hey, a few beauties, what are you talking about so happily? Is there anything happy about it?"

The few women who looked up were a little surprised. Li Jia didn't say anything. Her unit was at the regiment headquarters, and she could see Li Yong every day. This smart girl always had an indescribable feeling that the regiment leader and other Eighth Route Army The tone of the cadres is different, um, it means a little frivolous, yes, it is frivolous, even if the cadres of Laobalu know you are beautiful, they will not say it in such a beautiful tone, but in this tone It doesn't sound offensive to say that I am a beautiful woman, is it very popular?

No matter what kind of woman it is, you must be right to praise her for being beautiful. Even if you put on an angry look, it's just pretending, but you still like it in your heart.

Hu Xiaolian murmured in a low voice that no one else could hear: "Why did this bad guy come here?"

He Cuihua's performance is different from the two of them, she puts her joy on her face, she is the acting battalion commander of the Fifth Battalion, and it is the busiest time for training, and she hasn't seen Captain Li for several days. The girl stood up suddenly, ran a few steps to Li Yong, put one of her arms on Li Yong's shoulder, stuck to her body without letting go, and said to Li Yong's ear with her mouth: " Brother, why do you remember? Did you miss me? Let me tell you, I miss you too. "

A little embarrassment was immediately replaced by other feelings. The weather was hot, and everyone didn't wear much. He Cuihua's fifth battalion was the main combat unit of the independent regiment. The training intensity was very high. After training with the soldiers for a day, they washed their clothes After sweating, he only put on a gray military uniform, the cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, and his soft and bulging chest rubbed against Li Yong's arm, which made Li Datuan's heart flustered.

Hu Xiaolian, who gritted her teeth secretly, was a little angry, Cuihua is too much, look at her chest, isn't she trying to seduce Dayong on purpose, Dayong is the most irresistible hooker, although she really wants to do like He Cuihua in the past , but I really can't get rid of this face, I really can't do it.

Letting go of the unhappiness in my heart, I went to arrange food.

It was dinner time, and Li Yong did not eat on purpose. He deliberately wanted to have a meal with a few women. With three beautiful women to accompany him, it was a pleasure to eat.

Not long after, He Cuihua called a few people in the room to say that dinner was ready, and when she sat at the table, He Cuihua conjured up a bottle of wine again. Everyone, including Li Yong, was surprised. Why did He Cuihua still carry it with her? With wine?

Seeing the expressions of several people, He Cuihua also smiled: "Look at you like that, don't be afraid, I'm not a drunkard, I'm going to use this wine to wipe the wounds of the soldiers, today it's cheap for you, the regiment leader."

Only then did Li Yong suddenly realize that seeing He Cuihua, a little girl, almost forgot her identity. As a battalion commander, he had to lead the soldiers in training all day long. It is some high-grade alcohol, and it is still very useful to use it directly as alcohol.

"A lot of the wounded from our regiment have come back, but it's a pity that Wang Huo hasn't come back yet. If he comes back, you can relax a bit, and you can go back to the supply camp to help your grandson."

"Brother, can I not go back to the supply camp? Wouldn't it be good to work in the fifth battalion? When Big Brother Tiger comes back, you can let him go to the supply camp. Isn't the supply camp still short of an instructor? Just let him do it." He Cuihua never called Li Yong or any regiment leader in private, just called him brother.

When He Cuihua made this call, not only Li Yong, but also Hu Xiaolian and Li Jia were amused by her. How can I say that such a girl cannot be picked out of a hundred, and she is naturally interested in the battlefield. Also too belligerent.

He Cuihua is next to Li Yong, adding more food to him from time to time. Seeing that posture, if there were not two other women in the room, she would have snuggled into Li Yong's arms. dinner.

Hu Xiaolian wanted to be angry but couldn't. She knew that He Cuihua was showing her true feelings. She liked Li Yong, the leader of the group, and she couldn't hide her character even if she wanted to.

After dinner, Li Yong chatted in front of a few women, what about the development of the army, major national events, the state of the country, and what to do in the future.

Gradually, it was getting dark again, and Li Yong still had no intention of leaving. The women knew what Li Yong was thinking. First, Li Jia couldn't resist, and He Cuihua's performance made her really unbearable: "You guys , You chat first, I'm going to bed."

Li Jia's departure is even more interesting. The remaining two women have had intimate relationships with Li Yong. If they were alone, they would have already been with their lover, but what if they are both?

Li Yong didn't care what they did, he did whatever he liked, he grabbed He Cuihua who was leaning on him, turned over and pressed on him, a pair of big hands began to wander around, He Cuihua was a girl who dared to love and hate, stretched out her hands He hugged Li Yong's neck and didn't let go.

Seeing Li Yong and He Cuihua rolling together, Hu Xiaolian had no choice but to sigh secretly, got up and walked out quietly, hey, who told me that I didn't have the courage of He Cuihua.

Li Jia in the other room didn't sleep at all, so who could sleep at this time, seeing Hu Xiaolian walking in, couldn't help laughing and said: "What's the matter? Like a defeated rooster, no, it's a defeated hen, Have you ever fought with that girl?"

Hu Xiaolian was not in the mood to answer Li Jia's teasing, she just sat there silently, the room fell silent, and the two women were thinking about their own problems.

The other room was not the same. Li Yong, who was on fire, unbuttoned He Cuihua's clothes one by one with a few sips of alcohol. Unlike Hu Xiaolian, He Cuihua did not pretend to be coy, and cooperated with Li Yongkuan. He asked him to take off his clothes with his chest raised, and she helped to untie a very tight button.

Soon the two met naked, and He Cuihua, who had just showered, was slippery, naked, and cool, so comfortable to hug.

He Cuihua's naked body rubbed against Li Yong for a few times, and Li Yong couldn't take it anymore. There was a place on his body that was as hard as steel. In the expectation of the two hugging men and women, Xiao Li Yong and his quick movements opened the way for a day, and once again Back to the paradise it longed for.

Following He Cuihua's uncontrollable muffled hum from her throat, the two women in the other room also trembled, feeling a little empathetic.

Attack, attack or attack, Li Yong showed his true skills, and no longer felt sorry for the people under him, and He Cuihua did not show any weakness with previous experience, and was completely able to withstand it.

After a great battle, Li Yong fired the last round of bullets at the sound of He Cuihua's forgetful shouts. He Cuihua, who played continuously, trembled all over her body, trembling for a while like a goat's horn, and then completely softened.

Don't blame Laoba for writing about women. Whoever stipulates that heroes must be ascetics. In the PLA, there are not a few women. Laoba's novel is to make heroes and beauties crowd. Of course, it must meet the regulations Only then can it be.