"Old Tian, ​​guess what kind of evil I committed in my previous life?"

Ask me, what does this mean? The transfer rate is too fast. Lao Tian looked at Zhang Qingshan in confusion. If he hadn't seen Zhang Qingshan talk and take out cigarettes, he would have seen when did Zhang Qingshan be so experienced and understand this teleportation conversation?

Zhang Qingshan, who was lowering his head to take out cigarettes, did not hear the answer. He subconsciously looked up at Tian Jingshan, and the action of raising cigarettes from his pocket stopped.

Tian Jingshan curled his lips and replied: "How can I know this?"

"You must know." Zhang Qingshan said angrily: "Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky in my life? It would be unreasonable to meet a leader like you who blackmailed his subordinates."

Tian Jingshan smiled, but his eyes were staring at Zhang Qingshan's right hand put in his pocket, without any embarrassment. However, when Zhang Qingshan's right hand stretched out and saw the sign of the cigarette, Tian Jingshan couldn't help but angrily said, "Lao Sicheng? Just smoke this cigarette for your leader?"

Zhang Qingshan immediately glared at him: "Laotian, I am very satisfied that I can still draw Lao Sicheng now. Why? Do you still want to draw Dragon Flowers?"

"If you put the dragon flowers on, go to Lao Sicheng. Do you think I'm sick?" In fact, Tian Jingshan meant that. He didn't see him brows and asked, "Lord Zhang, are your dragon flowers?"

"Don't call me a landlord, if you call me again, I won't give you cigarettes."

There is a short story here: Because there was a lot of cigarettes hidden in Anshun, Zhang Qingshan smoked dragon flowers on the road to physics and chemistry. Zhang Qingshan was also a righteous person who was blessed and shared the same kindness. Therefore, he gave him any cigarettes, and he also took out the best cigarettes with great care. This made many people subconsciously think that this kid must have hidden a lot of cigarettes. It is estimated that the Long March was over and he was still smoking dragon flowers. Therefore, Tian Jingshan was a little confused about Lao Sicheng, which Zhang Qingshan suddenly took out the dragon flowers at the second point of the dragon flowers.

The reason why Zhang Qingshan got the nickname "Zhang Landlord" was that he often took out such good cigarettes to show off, mainly because once, Liu Yongjiang, the commander of the 17th Division, called the cadres at the company level and above to a meeting. On the way, Liu Yongjiang wanted to smoke, but the pack of cigarettes in his pocket just finished. Zhang Qingshan next to him was very sensible and immediately took out the pack of dragon flowers. Liu Yongjiang snatched the pack of cigarettes and said casually, "I heard that you have made a fortune by making money. It seems that the rumors are not false, and you have really become a landlord." Since then,

Everyone called the name of Landlord Zhang. Although it was a joke, Zhang Qingshan was very angry every time he heard this nickname. He would remind others not to call him like this. But I wonder if it was out of jealousy that no one was good at smoking, and some even smoked grass cigarettes. But this guy could smoke such a good cigarette, who wouldn't be jealous of it? So, the more he stopped him, the more everyone called him. Some even joked with Xiang Xueqin and called her Landlord, which was so angry that no one dared to call her like this in front of her.

Fearing that Tian Jingshan was a black hand, Zhang Qingshan was a little farther apart, carefully pulled out a cigarette for him, and then lit it for him and his own cigarette. After taking a sip of the cigarette, he said to the group leader in anger: "I just hid a few packs, and I have finished smoking a long time ago. Do you think I am a big tyrant and can smoke dragon flowers in your life? Also, even in this old Sicheng, I only pack this one. After smoking, I don't know where to get it. This damn Daxue Mountain has nothing but snow."

Tian Jingshan nodded very well and smiled, which made Zhang Qingshan very puzzled: Why did he cooperate so much? In the past, he would definitely fight with me.

In the next second, Tian Jingshan revealed the answer to Zhang Qingshan.

Tian Jingshan suddenly looked behind Zhang Qingshan with a serious face and said, "There is someone looking for you over there."

Zhang Qingshan had no doubts at all, and immediately turned his head to look over, but he didn't even see a ghost. Just when he was about to turn his head to look at Tian Jingshan in confusion, he suddenly felt empty in his left hand. He subconsciously looked down and the bag of Lao Sicheng in his left hand was gone. Looking at Tian Jingshan again, he saw that the other party put the bag of Lao Sicheng in his pocket while flying, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, you are too polite. You just gave me most of the bag when you see me no cigarettes. I am so grateful that I don't smoke, but I still respect the leader so much. Don't worry, if you want to smoke, just come to me, I'm ah! What are you doing?"

Zhang Qingshan was very angry, but the other party was the leader of the group after all, and he could play tricks on his friendship in private. But now with so many people, he is not as shameless as Tian Jingshan. He snatched the cigarette in public mainly because he still had cigarettes, so he really didn't have to be embarrassed about this. So, he glared at Tian Jingshan.

As he looked at it, he was extremely depressed and narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Tian Jingshan was as happy as if he had eaten honey. The next day, he finally had a good cigarette. However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong in his pocket that had just put the cigarette, as if something was moving. He subconsciously said and looked down, and just saw that Lao Sicheng had just been rushed out with his hand.

Instinctively yi covered her pocket, but it was too late!

He was so angry that he screamed "Oh!" and turned his head to look at it, but saw Hu Yingze putting the cigarette in his pocket with a smile.

"It's better for our leader. I know that our comrades below have worked very hard, so I took out a good cigarette to comfort our leader. On behalf of my comrades, I would like to express my highest respect to you for your extremely timely condolences."

Although Hu Yingze said this beautifully, the problem is that he covered his right pocket tightly with his right hand while saying it. He felt awkward no matter how he looked.

Tian Jingshan stared at Hu Yingze for three seconds, and finally sighed helplessly.

However, Zhang Qingshan had a deeper understanding of Hu Yingze, or was impressed by: looking at his face and his level, he could find such a nice excuse to grab things, which made people just want to be popular. Look at himself, alas! People are indeed incomparable, especially in some aspects.

Zhang Qingshan knew that Hu Yingze's body was relatively weak. Even now, although he was full of pride, he could still see a few paleness in his face when he looked carefully. It can be seen that he still had not adapted to the altitude sickness. But at this time, he came over here. Based on his understanding of him, he must have something to see that he was not satisfied, but his brows were still a little frowning?

He joked, and after sending Tian Jingshan away, Zhang Qingshan asked in a low voice: "Old Hu, is there anything wrong?"

"Yeah!" Hu Yingze put away his smile and frowned even deeper: "You go and persuade my cousin and ask him to go down the mountain to send him there quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid!"

"What's wrong with him?"

"His altitude sickness is so great."

"Go! Take me to see."

Walk down quickly. On the way, I saw the comrades resting, and they all stood in groups of three or five, chatting back to back. Zhang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, but he still did not dare to be careless. On the way, he kept reminding everyone to pay attention to reminding each other and never dozing off.

Soon, I saw Lao Wang, the squad leader of the kitchen squad: He was sitting on a piece of cowhide, and he was wearing thick cowhide. Two young soldiers were sitting behind him, and while resting, he also served as a backrest for him, and medical staff were surrounding him.

The two walked over without disturbing them. They stood beside him and watched: Lao Wang's face was pale, sweat was on his forehead, but there was no heat, and it was obviously sweating. His eyes were half-closed, but his brows were slightly frowning, which seemed a little painful. Zhang Qingshan knew him. Although Lao Wang had three fingers on his right hand were gone, he wanted face very much. Unless he had to be absolutely sure, he would never see his weak face.

After the Chinese medicine doctor Lao Zhang in the company examined him, he looked up and winked at them. After comforting Lao Wang for a few words, he stood up and walked toward him. Zhang Qingshan also comforted Lao Wang and patted Hu Yingze on the shoulder. Seeing Hu Yingze nodding to show his understanding, Zhang Qingshan turned around and walked towards Lao Zhang.

"Lao Zhang, how is Lao Wang?"

Lao Zhang glanced behind Zhang Qingshan, frowned, shook his head slightly, and said, "His body has been injured. I won't talk about the hardship and fatigue of the past few months of marching. The key is that he doesn't have time to rest well. Now, his altitude sickness is very serious. I just saw that he vomited very badly, and the most important thing is that he had a severe headache. If he continues like this, I'm afraid he won't go far. Especially if he has to go to a higher place later, I'm afraid."

Zhang Qingshan frowned and nodded, and asked in a low voice with last hope, "Is there no other way?"

"If there is a way, do you think I will give up on my old friend?"

Zhang Qingshan pondered for a while and asked softly: "Do he know?"

"I know, the instructor just now had already explained it to him, but he said that even if he died, he would have to die on the Long March. If he wanted to stay, he would stay in western Hunan, so why bother to endure hardships on this road?" At this point, Lao Zhang paused, lowered his head, and said, "I understand his thoughts. In fact, many people think so. They would rather die than get on the big army."

Zhang Qingshan nodded and asked, "Do you have altitude sickness yourself?"

"I don't."

"Are other comrades?"

"Some people also have a little altitude sickness, but it's nothing. Only Lao Wang has the worst altitude sickness."

"Old Zhang, thank you for your hard work. However, I have to ask you to watch it carefully and report to me in time if you have any questions."

"Don't worry, this is my job."

Back in front of Lao Wang, Zhang Qingshan squatted down, looked at him, and smiled and said, "Lao Wang, what do you think?"

"The head is a little swollen and painful, and I want to vomit." Lao Wang, who was a little drowsy, seemed to suddenly come to his senses before he finished speaking. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Company Commander, I know what you want to say. It is easy to leave. Use your gun and pull the trigger on my head. Otherwise, you can say nothing, even if you climb, I will follow the main force. You force me to stay. After the troops leave, I will personally climb over this snow-capped mountain and catch up with the team."

Zhang Qingshan knew that if a person like Lao Wang made a decision, even nine cows could not be pulled back. Hearing his words so firmly, he understood that letting Lao Wang stay was a waste of effort, and he could only think of other ways.
Chapter completed!