hello fireman

Chapter 76
Rice crackers? !
In addition to being a bit awkward to pronounce, this name also gave Yue Tingchuan an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Rice crackers?

Where did he seem to have heard this meaningful name?Where did you seem to see it?
Before he could think deeply, the people around the detachment leader came over to call him, and Yue Tingchuan left in a hurry.

Kong Shuming shook hands with Comrade Qiu Jinming, a senior municipal law official of A. Qiu Jinming asked about the situation of the martyrs, and Kong Shuming called Yue Tingchuan.

"Secretary Qiu, he is Yue Tingchuan. As for the specific situation of Martyr Wu Lei, you can just ask him." Kong Shuming introduced Yue Tingchuan who came running to Qiu Jinming.

The heroic and upright Yue Tingchuan faced Qiu Jinming, gave a handsome military salute, and said in a loud voice: "The captain of the City Fire Special Service Squadron, Yue Tingchuan, reports to the chief!"

Qiu Jinming, who was dressed in formal attire, was not tall, with a square face and slightly dark skin. At first glance, he looked ordinary and was no different from ordinary people, but Yue Tingchuan saw a stern look in the old man's eyes. Righteousness.

Qiu Jinming looked Yue Tingchuan up and down, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and then he raised his wrist and returned a standard military salute to Yue Tingchuan.

Yue Tingchuan was stunned for a moment, maintaining a posture of saluting, motionless.

Qiu Jinming put down his arms and smiled at Yue Tingchuan, "Why, you don't accept the military salute from me, a retired veteran?"

Yue Tingchuan put down his hand, hanging on the seam of his trousers, and stuck it up, "No, Chief!"

In fact, Qiu Jinming, a high-ranking official in politics and law, saluted him in return. He was both surprised and moved, especially when Qiu Jinming revealed his identity as a veteran, which made Yue Tingchuan feel a little cordial.

Qiu Jinming pointed at him, and then said to Kong Shuming who was beside him: "You have the final say on your soldiers! Old Kong, tell Xiaoyue not to make him too nervous. I want to have a chat with him."

Kong Shuming smiled, and he patted Yue Tingchuan's thick and straight shoulder, "Tingchuan, listen to your Uncle Qiu, now, he is your chief."

"Yes!" Yue Tingchuan subconsciously wanted to stand at attention, but Kong Shuming stopped him with his eyes, "You guys talk, I'll go see how the memorial service is going." Kong Shuming waved his hand and left.

Seeing the chair in the corner, Yue Tingchuan wanted to invite Qiu Jinming to talk, but Qiu Jinming shook his head and refused. He looked at the portrait of the martyr surrounded by flowers in the center of the hall, and said in a heavy tone: "I am not a secretary or a leader today. It is to see off the hero as an ordinary veteran."

Yue Tingchuan suffocated for breath, and a hot tide surged in his chest, burning his eye sockets slightly wet.

"Chief." He called softly.

Qiu Jinming turned his face and looked at Yue Tingchuan, "I heard from Lao Kong that you and Wu Lei are not only good comrades in arms, but also best brothers."

"Yes, we are students who graduated from the same military academy, and Wu Lei is two grades older than me." Yue Tingchuan said.

"Okay! Okay, okay!" Qiu Jinming said yes three times, then suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Yue Tingchuan's shoulder, "Well done, you guys! I am not ashamed of the people, I am not ashamed of you national emblem."

"I've always known you, Xiaoyue." Qiu Jinming said.

Yue Tingchuan was taken aback, why didn't he have any impression.

Qiu Jinming smiled and said, "I met you on the news. You are the most handsome back, right?"

Yue Tingchuan defaulted.

"I have heard many stories about you. You once dived into the sea of ​​fire alone and rescued 48 trapped people. In the earthquake in a neighboring province last year, it was you again who risked your life to rescue students who were buried for 73 hours. And recently, You went to the landslide site, in order to rescue the smashed migrant workers, you almost couldn't get out, right?"

"Chief, I..."

Qiu Jinming waved his hand to stop him: "It is because of you selfless and selfless soldiers that the country has the hope and guarantee to move forward. Why do heroes have to be unknown? In my opinion, your deeds must be greatly improved. Propaganda and publicizing it to the public, only in this way can we set an example and lead the way and improve the unhealthy atmosphere in society.”

Yue Tingchuan glanced at Wu Lei who was smiling in the middle of the hall, and said in a calm tone: "Chief, I have never regarded myself as a hero. Everything you said, any firefighter would go forward bravely, because , This is our job and our responsibility. I think it is Wu Lei who deserves the admiration and commemoration of the public. It is the thousands of firefighters behind him. Their deeds should be publicized and remembered by the public. Remember."

Qiu Jinming was silent for a long time, then suddenly looked at Yue Tingchuan, "Then don't you feel that you are at a loss? You paid no less than Wu Lei and the others, but you didn't receive much attention."

Yue Tingchuan shook his head, a trace of pain escaped from his deep eyes, and said in a low and slow voice: "At least, we are still alive."

For relatives and comrades-in-arms, there is nothing better than being alive.

Qiu Jinming sighed, and patted Yue Tingchuan on the shoulder again, "Xiao Yue, you young people often make me feel ashamed."

Probably because he had been away from the army for too long, Qiu Jinming felt that the military atmosphere in him was getting weaker and weaker. On the contrary, he had a more mundane and utilitarian flavor.

Especially in front of soldiers like Wu Lei and Yue Tingchuan, he felt more and more small and ashamed.

Thinking of what he wanted to ask, Qiu Jinming changed the subject and asked Yue Tingchuan: "I heard from Lao Kong that Wu Lei's body was seriously damaged. Will today's memorial meeting be affected?"

Important leaders of provinces and cities and the general public have to attend the memorial meeting and farewell to the remains. Qiu Jinming is afraid of trouble.

"No, chief, I have seen Wu Lei's body. The cosmetologist at the funeral parlor repaired it very well, so I can't see it." Yue Tingchuan said.

"Oh? It's so amazing, then we have to thank this plastic surgeon! Is he here today? I want to meet him." Qiu Jinming said.

Just as Yue Tingchuan said yes, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he was stunned for a while, and finally remembered the strange name that Hou Weiye said, where he had seen it before.

Remains room.

Mi Guo inspected the remains of the martyr Wu Lei for the last time.

The master Guo Taizhuang looked at her serious and professional movements and expressions, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He had worked in a funeral home for most of his life and dealt with corpses for half of his life. He never expected that he would get such an excellent female disciple when he was getting old.

It's just a pity that her professionalism and savvy may have been buried.

After a careful inspection, Mi Guo fastened Wu Lei's collar button, unfolded the bright red party flag, and covered the peaceful body.

She took off the mask and let out a long sigh of relief, "Master, it's done."

Guo Taizhuang pointed to the morgue, "Push it there, the temperature is high here."

"Oh. Don't move, I'll do it." Seeing Guo Taizhuang struggling to get up while supporting himself on the table, Mi Guo quickly waved his hands and put on the mask again.

She pushed the mobile bed, and as she walked, she wondered whether it was time to buy a waist support pad for the master. The master suffered from waist and limb strain due to years of irregular life. Now, if he stood for a long time, his waist would hurt Can't straighten up.

With his back facing the door of the No. 5 morgue, Mi Guo pouted his buttocks, knocked open the door that was concealed, and then pulled the mobile bed inside.

After walking two steps, she suddenly hit a pillar-like object with her buttocks. She paused in astonishment. Before she could speak, she heard a trembling exclamation in her ear, "Ah——"

Miguo also let out an ah, both legs were able to leave the ground, and he jumped and turned around.

She stared at the source of the sound in horror, and when she saw the young face of the other party exposed under the light in the corridor, she gasped and shouted, "It's you?!"

Wang Fuxiang's soul was scared away by Mi Guo.

He and three other soldiers were ordered to come to the morgue to pick up the body of the martyr Wu Lei, but after the funeral home staff brought them here, they suddenly received a call and left. He asked them to stay in this gloomy morgue. Waiting here, saying that the body of the martyr will be back soon.

Except for him, the other fighters are all recruits who just joined the army last winter. Although the squad leader Wu Lei died, there were also several special service members who sacrificed their precious lives in the rescue operation, but Wang Fuxiang and the others have never really come into contact with the martyrs. The remains, not to mention being kept in a cold morgue.

Facing the metal blanks, he was already apprehensive and fearful, who knew that he would be bumped into by a white woman who was closest to the door!
Hell!

Wang Fuxiang's first reaction was to run away, but the white shadow suddenly pointed at him and spoke in a strange way. He couldn't move his feet, and several other soldiers also showed terrified expressions.

Mi Guo recognized the firefighter wearing the uniform of the armed police army in front of him as the little soldier who helped her find the ambulance during the Jinjiang Inn fire.

She was just about to say hello again, when she suddenly thought of something, she immediately covered her mouth.

The gloves blocked her voice through the mask, but the two big flickering eyes that could not be blocked made Wang Fuxiang, who was gradually regaining his sanity, aroused suspicion.

"you.."

After moving his feet off the ground, he used the light in the corridor to see clearly that the white shadow was not a ghost at all, but a young girl pulling a morgue.

To his surprise, why does this girl look so familiar?Especially when she covered the lower part of her face, only revealing a pair of big black eyes, this sense of familiarity was even stronger. .

Just when he was about to recognize Miguo, the guilty Miguo took a self-help action. She turned her face away, choked, and called Wang Fuxiang, "You are here to pick up Martyr Wu Lei, right, here he is. "

When Wang Fuxiang heard Wu Lei's name, his body shook suddenly, and his eyes froze for a moment.

When Squad Leader Wu Lei died, he was at the scene. The broken limbs were picked up by him and his comrades while crying bitterly. For many days, he did not dare to recall that tragic scene. It was the hearty laughter of class leader Wu Lei. Like Captain Yue, he liked to tug his ear and call him Xiangzi.

(End of this chapter)