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Liu Feng and He Xiaoping's marriage application was approved as expected, and they were allocated a house in the family building.

In an era like this, of course, there weren't that many things about getting married, especially revolutionary marriages in the military, and there weren't that many things to pay attention to.

Early in the morning, Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi, Lin Dingding and others helped He Xiaoping get busy and pack various things. The male soldiers' dormitory on the other side is no exception. They are all helping Liu Feng clean up. Today they are moving in and getting married.

Previously, before the report was approved, Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi and others gave Liu Feng a shout. Of course they believed Wang Yan, saying that if they can get married, they can get married. The momentum is built up, everyone knows about it, and it makes people even more embarrassed.

"Xiao Ping, you are even more beautiful today."

This was said by Lin Dingding. She was arranging He Xiaoping's hair and said, "What's past is past. All the gossip in our dormitory is nonsense. Just take it as a joke. From now on, live a good life with Liu Feng." He's a great guy."

"Thank you."

He Xiaoping nodded, she knew and understood everything. But she couldn't say anything, and all she could say was thank you.

However, she had no complaints and would not think that Liu Feng was settling for the second best before being good to her. After all, the first person she met was Liu Feng, and she had been in contact with him for more than a year. Of course, she knew exactly what Liu Feng was like.

Everything she had with Lin Dingding happened before she came. After she came, it didn't last long, and she didn't feel it very strongly. Liu Feng once clearly told her the cause and effect, and she knew them all.

Hao Shuwen was there helping He Xiaoping pack her backpack: "Lin Dingding is right. Liu Feng is such a good person. He is willing to help others and sets a pacesetter year after year. He is a model for our art troupe. You two, we will definitely have a bright future in the future." No difference. From now on, when you two live in the family building, you must tell us if anything happens. We are all comrades in arms, so we will definitely help."

Xiao Suizi echoed: "Yes, Xiaoping, you and Liu Feng must not be embarrassed to talk. You two are both boring gourds. Liu Feng is a little better, but he only enjoys helping others. When it comes to himself, , asking for help would cost him his life, and he couldn’t open his mouth.”

"I know, thank you."

Little Ballet waved her hands: "We are all comrades in arms, why are you being so polite?"

She was the one who bullied He Xiaoping the most, and she was the most active in the matter of sewing sponges on her bra, insisting on taking off He Xiaoping's clothes. But everything is fine now. Although I still look down on her and exclude her, I haven't said such ugly words or done such ugly things.

Of course, this was due to Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi's previous care. Sometimes they would just give a few words of help, but if they helped too much, everyone would restrain themselves. Later, He Xiaoping and Liu Feng became good friends again, and everyone looked pretty good.

Overall, it's pretty good. No one's life is always smooth sailing, and the current relationship is just fine. Wang Yan, who was relieved, had a smile on his face, but he actually took a small notebook and secretly wrote down the names and sorted them out one by one...

In the male soldiers' dormitory on the other side, Liu Feng looked at the people helping and said with a smile, "Sorry to trouble you."

"That's far from the truth, Liu Feng. We are all comrades in the same dormitory. Shouldn't we help? It was our fault in the past. It's so natural. Don't burden yourself with it." Chen Can waved his hands, "I'm telling you, Liu Feng , this is not Wang Yan standing up for you, nor is it that we are so afraid of him, we are sincere."

Zhu Ke was speechless when he said this. He was so thoughtful. Why didn't he say it when Wang Yan was around?

Of course, it was impossible for him to break up the trouble and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Liu Feng. We are not really shameless and don't know what is good or bad. You, just be down-to-earth and don't be so polite. He Xiaoping is so good. , he is beautiful and hard-working. I heard that he trains extra every day in the group and works hard to make progress. What a good person he is. In the future, your life will definitely be the same."

Liu Feng smiled and said: "I understand, so I have to thank you for your help."

"Okay, thank you so much. Are you done with everything? Let's go now."

Chen Can greeted, and the group of people chatted and laughed, helping Liu Feng carry various things, as well as the things they bought for Liu Feng, and walked towards the family building.

The family building of the art troupe is right next door to the art troupe. The leaders, including many people who have been promoted and have family members accompanying the army, all live here.

Although Wang Yan told the political commissar that he would give Liu Feng a bigger house, the political commissar also cared about it. But the rules cannot be messed with, Liu Feng's level is there.

And another point is that the houses in this era are not very big, and most of them are small households of 50 to 60 square meters. Of course, there is no shared area. If we talk about the actual usable area in a few decades, for apartments and high-rise buildings, it will already reach 70 or 80 square meters. Such a comparison shows that the house is actually not small, and it is quite comfortable for a family of three or four.

The house that Ningshan allocated to Liu Feng was an east-facing house facing north and south. It was less than 60 square meters, which was already very good.

Today is a sunny day, and the light of the rising sun shines brightly on the house. The room is not empty. There are solid wood chairs, coffee tables, dining tables, beds, cabinets, etc., all of which look new. On the wall of the living room, there is a wedding photo of Liu Feng and He Xiaoping wearing military uniforms with their heads close to each other.

When he arrived at the house, Liu Feng didn't wait to pack things, so he picked up the parcels that had been placed here, got a few plates, and said, "These are the fruits I bought yesterday, as well as sugar, melon seeds, peanuts, etc." , don’t be polite, just eat whatever you want.”

"Hey, Liu Feng, you really spent a lot of money. So many of the furniture are brand new, and there are so many candies, but they cost a lot of money."

"My dad is a carpenter, and I made all the furniture in this house myself. Candy is nothing. Before Wang Yan left, he gave me some tickets. It's just this once in a lifetime, so I bought some more. You're welcome." Liu Feng smiled and said it honestly.

In fact, Wang Yan not only gave him a lot of votes, but also gave him thirty as a gift and lent him another hundred.

This is not bad. After all, although Wang Yan was promoted to deputy company, his allowance only increased by eight yuan, making a total of just over sixty. And it’s not like they all get it. After the withdrawal, some money such as food expenses will be deducted. Although Wang Yan can’t eat more than a few meals in the group throughout the year, he doesn’t do anything special. The money received every month is less than forty.

Of course, this is the income on the surface, and there is still money that cannot be used. In short, there is no shortage of money. After being together for thousands of years, you can enjoy good food and drink wherever you go. This is the most basic guarantee. Otherwise, how can you become cool and unrestrained when you are hungry.

After a while, He Xiaoping, Hao Shuwen and others came to the room. Most of the people present had never been here before. They were walking around in the small house and looking at the novelty.

At this time, someone said: "Come on, Liu Feng and He Xiaoping, you two sit down and I will take a picture of you."

Liu Feng heard the sound and looked over: "Director Wu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the place is too small, I really didn't see you."

"Ding Ding came to me and asked me to take more photos for you. When the time comes, I will hand over the photos that have been taken to you, and then you can just wash them off yourself. If you don't wash them, just put them away and wait for another ten or eight years. Take it out, they are all memories." Director Wu shook the camera in his hand and said with a smile.

Lin Dingding smiled on the side: "He is right, keep more memories."

Liu Feng smiled and nodded in response, and said to Officer Wu: "Then I will give you the money for the film later. We can't take advantage of the group."

"Hey, aren't you scolding me? You and He Xiaoping are getting married. It's such a good thing, but I didn't get you anything. Taking pictures is considered a gift from me. Don't worry, Liu Feng, I will definitely replenish the film. Go on, I’m not that kind of person either.”

"Okay, Liu Feng, don't be so polite. Sit down quickly and I'll take a few more photos for you."

There was a lot of excitement here, but Chen Can over there took the opportunity to get close to Xiao Suizi. He and Xiao Suizi looked at each other, wanting to say something. But Xiao Suizi just glanced at it, then looked away, silently staying away from Chen Can.

This made Chen Can extremely depressed, but in a small house, more than ten people were crowded here, and there was no chance for him to say more. What's more, if he talks too much, Xiao Suizi won't listen.

He couldn't help but think about the past again, and also recalled the affectionate look Xiao Suizi had secretly observed looking at Wang Yan after he was beaten by Wang Yan, which made him hate Wang Yan even more.

But what can he do?

It was very lively outside, but he felt extremely miserable.

But the excitement was still going on. Director Wu had several rolls of film in his pocket, and he was fully stocked, so he just took pictures of people. When the busy work reached after breakfast, more people came, and basically everyone in the group came to take a look.

They all came with things, such as pots and pans, hot pots, quilts, etc., everything was given as a gift. Those who didn’t want to take anything got money wrapped in red paper, patted it in Liu Feng’s hand, and laughed and said a few beautiful words, which was very lively.

This continued until lunch time, when everyone went to the canteen together, and of course Liu Feng and He Xiaoping also went. Because while everyone was here at lunch, the political commissar wanted to tell everyone about their marriage, which would be regarded as witnessing their marriage.

People were chatting and laughing all the way back to the art troupe. Liu Feng and He Xiaoping were walking together, and they were all smiling.

Liu Feng still asked knowingly: "Xiaoping, are you happy?"

"Yes." He Xiaoping nodded, "I want to go back and develop some of the photos that Director Wu took today and send them to my dad and send a copy to your home."

"OK."

Liu Feng answered with a smile. After a while, he said: "It would be great if Wang Yan was here..."

He is infinitely grateful to Wang Yan...

Wang Yan was indeed away, so he was naturally still out on tour, bringing joy to the soldiers.

Liu Feng and He Xiaoping became close because of his instigation and they got together in advance. After all, the original trajectory was that the two of them had been working together for most of their lives, and then they were able to live together as a couple, which was a bit regretful. Now is the time of youth, and the two of them are in their prime. It is a great thing to get married and live together early.

At the same time, it prevented Liu Feng from causing trouble for him and had to confess his love to Lin Dingding. In the end, he was punished and later went to the battlefield and lost his arm. At present, it seems that Liu Feng does not need to be very smart. As long as he and He Xiaoping live a down-to-earth life, their lives will be the same.

Compared with Liu Feng's original living situation, this is already quite good. Peace is blessing, and this is considered good reward for good people.

Liu Feng cannot control Lin Dingding, a little fairy...

This year has been a year of disasters. Wang Yan felt deeply about this.

When he was about to leave after the performance that day, he was told by the leader of the local troupe that comrades from the local government judged that there was an earthquake and told him not to leave in a hurry to ensure his own safety.

Wang Yan didn't say anything, let alone leave in a hurry. He obeyed the orders and stayed at the regiment headquarters with peace of mind. He did not enter the barracks and stayed outside with the soldiers, everyone chatting happily. The soldiers actually didn't take it seriously and didn't know whether the earthquake would really come.

Unlike the soldiers, Wang Yan was sure that an earthquake would come. This was a 7.3-magnitude earthquake that occurred in Longling, causing considerable damage to the place. But just like what he is experiencing now, if prepared in advance, the casualties of the people are not big compared to this magnitude. But the damage to production and construction is quite serious.

That night, at about 8:20, the soldiers who had not returned to the barracks felt the vibration of the ground beneath their feet. They were not in the epicenter, but they were not too far away, so the feeling was very strong and obvious.

The leader of the regiment reported immediately and requested instructions. However, due to the impact of seismic waves on the magnetic field, communication has been disrupted.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the second wave was bigger, and an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.4 was heard again. In the distant Longling area, people were already watching their homes being destroyed by the earthquake.

When communications were finally restored, the regiment leader organized the troops to set off. Earthquakes and the landslides they cause, especially now that it is raining, will further cause mudslides, damage houses, farmland, water conservancy, bridges, roads, etc., and hinder the progress of rescue.

Therefore, at this time, the troops must be mobilized. Even if there is still the risk of aftershocks, and even if they cannot go to the epicenter, they must confirm the surrounding road conditions and carry out cleanup operations to facilitate subsequent rescue work.

Wang Yan also went with him...

When encountering a disaster, China's administrative efficiency will definitely be maximized immediately. Before dawn, the specific casualties had been counted, and people finally relaxed. After all, it was all minor. Although production and construction were destroyed, people were still there, and they could always build back.

Wang Yan did not leave. He was still working. When the soldiers were tired, he would tell them stories and relax.

It was not until the work here was completed and the troops were withdrawn that Wang Yan continued his performance schedule and returned to the art troupe in Mengzi in July. A rough calculation shows that I have been away for more than half a year.

"Report to the political commissar, Wang Yan reports to you."

Looking at Wang Yan, who was still a bit dusty standing in front of him, he waved his hands with a smile: "I'm back, sit down."

Then he stood up and poured tea again. He was already very skillful in his movements. While pouring the tea, he was talking about which chief he got the tea from and how much he cherished it.

Putting the tea leaves in front of Wang Yan, Ning Shan said, "How was this trip? Did everything go well?"

"It went smoothly, everything was good."

"Oops..." Ningshan sighed, "The environment this year is not very good. There are many disasters. You may not know that just half a month after the Longling earthquake, there was heavy rain and flash floods here. , all the male soldiers in the regiment went with the disaster relief, it's not easy. Oh, by the way, Liu Feng's waist was broken and he lay on the ground for a month before he went to the ground. He is resting at home. You know both medical skills, don't forget to give him Look, massage, massage.”

Wang Yan was surprised and said, "Yes, I understand. I'll go see him soon."

Of course he knew, but he really didn't know when the flash flood would occur. He was out on tour and couldn't save it. If you have a back injury and you cannot dance or do heavy work, you are still healthy and there is no big problem.

"I have some good news for you."

Ningshan, who had been sighing just now, started to laugh. He got up and took a document bag from the drawer of his desk and put it in front of Wang Yan.

"When you came back years ago, didn't I tell you about going to the Military and Political University for further study? It's settled. Here is the notice, and you have been assigned to the Department of Political Science. You have a good rest these days, and next week Set off to report to the capital, and I’ve included a letter of introduction for you. Study hard when you get there. Politics and culture complement each other and will be good for you.”

"Yes, Commissar."

Thinking about Liu Feng, Wang Yan asked, "Political commissar, what about Liu Feng..."

"Do you still need to tell me? He was promoted to deputy company, and he was also reported as a model of disaster relief. He will go to the capital to receive commendations. Even though the number of places in the Military and Political University is limited, I don't know if he can catch up. Anyway, he can catch up. , I must report it to him, do you think he is just a decoration every year? I asked, why are you so concerned about Liu Feng's affairs? "

"He and I are good friends. Aren't comrades-in-arms also divided into close friends and close friends? Liu Feng is a nice person, he is down-to-earth and does his job, so I should help him."

Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile and drank the still hot tea in one gulp: "I'll leave if nothing happens. Political Commissar, you're covered in stinky sweat again. Wash it off quickly."

"Also, your book '14th Army' has been published, and a set was mailed to you. It was said to be the first set of the first edition. I gave it to the chief for you. Let me tell you, this time you go to the Military and Political University At that time, if you finish writing '11th Army', you have to send it back. I will send it back to you when the time comes. Don't forget this. I made a guarantee with the chief."

"Promise to complete the mission." Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way. If the leader has hobbies, he has to cooperate.

Ning Shan nodded with satisfaction and said: "In addition, the Chinese Heroes you wrote before, People's Literature published three more volumes, and distributed all you wrote. I called you specifically to ask if you still have any manuscripts. There are other Some editors have written to you to request manuscripts.

They're all on your bed. I guess you came here in a hurry and didn't take a good look at them. I'll read them to you first. I don’t care about the specifics. Just wait until you get to the capital and contact me yourself. Okay, that's all, go ahead and don't forget to buy a ticket at the train station. "

"Don't worry, political commissar, we don't dare to forget such a big thing."

After leaving Ningshan's office, Wang Yan did not go back to the dormitory, but went straight to the rehearsal room.

"Xiao Suizi, what are you thinking about? I missed the shot. I don't know. Concentrate."

As squad leader Su Huilan shouted loudly, Wang Yan, who made eye contact with Xiao Suizi, smiled and raised his head at her. The latter was happy for a moment and quickly concentrated on continuing to dance.

Smiling and nodding to the male soldiers watching the excitement, Wang Yan went inside and came to Hao Shuwen, who was staring at him with wide eyes: "What's the matter? I don't recognize him?"

"Fuck you, did you just come back?"

"I just met the political commissar and came to see you."

Hao Shuwen glared and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"The notice from the Military and Political University will leave next week." Wang Yan said with a smile, which sounded like a thunderbolt to both Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi.

"How long? I'm afraid it won't take more than a year, right?" Hao Shuwen's happiness just disappeared.

"It's just one year. Good thing, don't be so depressed. The political commissar said that you will give me a promotion when you come back. I have made progress, not dead. Don't look sad. It's ugly."

Hao Shuwen punched Wang Yan angrily, very hard, with a strong intention of venting her anger.

Wang Yan said with a smile: "You tell Suizi and He Xiaoping later that you won't eat in the cafeteria tonight, but at Liu Feng and his wife's house. Let's meet directly at Liu Feng's house."

"Can you find it?"

"After Liu Feng's house was divided, he took the opportunity of me prescribing medicine for his father-in-law to tell me the address on the phone. Okay, everyone is watching. I'm leaving. Hurry back and pack up."

"No, why are you in a hurry?"

"I have to buy a ticket, and even more meat, otherwise why would I run to Liu Feng? Don't forget to tell me when I'm leaving." Wang Yan came like the wind and left in a hurry.

Hao Shuwen had not yet recovered from the sadness of another year of separation when she saw Wang Yan had already greeted Lao Liao, Fang Hongmin and others and left the rehearsal room...

Wang Yan was indeed very busy. When he returned to the dormitory, he first gave each of his roommates a box of cans, threw a pack of Huazi into each room, and then roughly went through the various letters on the bed. It is true that many magazines and periodicals that are still in operation have sent letters to request manuscripts. This is because he came out strongly with his "14th Army" and people recognized his level and achievements.

The cultural world is having a hard time right now. After all, the policy they adhere to is to "plow through the courtyards and sweep holes" and "thoroughly cleanse", and many writers are doing labor camps. It was in this environment that Wang Yan wrote a long masterpiece that no one could find fault with. It was quite high-level, profound, thoughtful, and rich in history. It reflected certain thoughts on war. It was also widely praised. Praise, not criticism.

Moreover, he was in hot demand right now, so he always chased the popularity, so the invitation letters came to him like snowflakes.

Ignoring these, Wang Yan was busy cleaning up...

In the rehearsal room, they finally got some rest, and as expected, people started talking about Wang Yan again.

Xiao Suizi didn't even take a breath before she came to Hao Shuwen: "You don't seem to be very happy? What did you say?"

Hao Shuwen sighed: "He is going to the Military and Political University to study for a year, and he will leave next week. We are also told not to eat in the cafeteria in the evening, but to go to Liu Feng's house. He went back to the dormitory to pack up, and then went to the station to pick up tickets. Go buy meat again. We’ll have braised pork tonight, is this good news?”

"What? Go to Military and Political University for a year? Why didn't he say that before?"

"It's probably not sure. When did he say something that he wasn't sure about? It's probably because the chief valued him and secured a spot for him. He may not even know it himself. The political commissar also said that he would give it to him when he returns from further training. He mentioned Zhenglian." Hao Shuwen was speaking more objectively at this moment.

"Then this is too urgent? We don't see each other even a few times throughout the year. It's great now. We go away for a year." Xiao Suizi's voice was trembling as he spoke.

Seeing her like this, Hao Shuwen let out a sigh of relief: "He also said that he has made progress, not died, so don't cry in despair."

Hearing this, Xiao Suizi wanted to laugh for a moment, but then she wanted to cry even more. She did not cry after all, and finally understood why Hao Shuwen was not happy. She was leaning against the wall listlessly. This was what Hao Shuwen had done just now. They were exactly the same.

Hao Shuwen shook her head and said, "Xiao Ping? Come here."

Not far away, He Xiaoping, who was sitting there drinking water and panting, came over...

"Wang Yan, why did you buy so many things? It's such a waste." He Xiaoping opened the door and looked at Wang Yan outside, who was carrying a lot of things on his shoulder, and was a little confused.

"You don't have to do anything to visit the sick." Wang Yan entered the room with a smile and put the big bag he had brought and the large sack on his shoulder on the ground.

Nodding to Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, Wang Yan glanced around the room and went to the bedroom with a smile, where he saw Liu Feng struggling to stand up straight. There was a circle of cloth wrapped around his waist to protect his waist and prevent him from bending down.

"Okay, why are you being polite to me? Untie the cloth and let me see what's going on."

He Xiaoping, who came in behind, ran forward and helped Liu Feng untie the cloth and remove a row of slightly curved wood pieces for support.

"You didn't do it yourself, did you?"

"Lao Li from the props team, he got some pieces of wood for me to grind. I wanted to do it, but I couldn't do it. I just had bad luck. The house collapsed. I was a step too slow and it hit my waist. I went to the hospital and took an X-ray. The doctor said it was a serious impact and my spine was injured. I won't be able to dance or do heavy work in the future, but other things are fine. I heard that X-rays seem to contain radiation, so it's fine. ?”

Liu Feng was still the same, chattering away.

"It's not a big problem, otherwise the country won't be able to allow hospitals to use it on a large scale. It doesn't just have to be done all the time. Once or twice is no big deal. Lie down and let me take a look."

Wang Yan walked over, put his hands on his waist, which still had bruises, pressed everywhere with his thumbs, and asked Liu Feng how he felt.

He asked He Xiaoping to get the liquor he bought and spilled some on it. Wang Yan started massaging his hands: "It may hurt a little. Just bear with it and see if it has any effect. Don't be idle. Go and pack the vegetables, braised pork, braised carp, cucumber and scrambled eggs..."

Listening to Wang Yan's report of the names of the eight dishes, Liu Feng groaned and said, "You are too extravagant. You can't eat so much. I can't even put eight dishes on my dining table."

"You are just Zhan Zhanguang. I made it for Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi. In the past, if you wanted to eat well, you had no place. Now that you have divided the house, it is convenient for us to eat good food. Go, go, I'll cook it later. Xiaoping, you don't have to say anything, I'll cook delicious food."

"Yes, just let him do it. Come on, let's pack up and have breakfast. I'm already greedy just listening to him name the dishes." Hao Shuwen greeted, and walked out with Xiao Suizi and He Xiaoping, turning the pages He Xiaoping's exclamations came from time to time when Wang Yan brought things.

Mainly because Wang Yan took too many things in this era. More than ten boxes of canned meat, canned fruits, and five sticks of Chinese cigarettes. A lot of green vegetables, half a fan of pork, and two separate pieces of pork belly, as well as some dry goods that can be stored for a long time, such as bacon, fungus, mushrooms, dried dates, etc., as well as seasonal fruits, a bag of rice, and a bag of white noodles. , a bag of eggs, a few bottles of white wine, and various seasonings for cooking.

The cost of these things is enough for an ordinary person to spend three to five months. If it were put on Liu Feng and He Xiaoping, it would be enough for them to live for half a year at least. They are used to saving.

In this way, the three lesbians were packing the dishes outside and talking without a word. Wang Yan was giving Liu Feng a massage in the room. Liu Feng was still talking about the disaster relief at that time, and also talked about He was worried about his marriage to He Xiaoping, and was also concerned about the situation in Longling. He knew that Wang Yan was involved in disaster relief work there.

Overall, it is very comfortable and harmonious, with a sense of peace and tranquility.

But what's really good? Only he knows what will happen...

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