"Lao Zhou, why are you here?"

More than ten minutes later, Lao Wang came back, but Zhou Ping was also with him. This surprised Zhang Qingshan and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh! Lao Zhang, you didn't say this old problem earlier, which made me bear it." Zhou Ping put down the big bundle of hay with a sad face. While sighing, he sat next to Zhang Qingshan and whispered: "Actually, I have this problem, and it's very powerful. But it's hard to tell everyone, "I heard that you both have this problem, and I'm so happy, so I will solve it so that I won't get sick and feel uncomfortable all over."

After saying that, he also specifically reminded me: "Lao Zhang, don't rob me of this antidote. My old habit is very serious."

OK! This is also an old fox. He knew what was going on in his heart, but he consciously protected everyone's face. Naturally, he would not expose it, but instead joined in. However, Zhang Qingshan felt a little moved in his heart!

Zhang Qingshan also cooperated very well and nodded seriously, but his eyes looked at Lao Wang who was fiddling with the utensils.

After Lao Wang curled his lips, he continued to set up a tripod supported by three wooden sticks.

There is no need to ask the process, just think about it and you can tell a rough idea: it must be that when Lao Wang was holding the utensils, Zhou Ping happened to be Zhou Ping's opponent, and he directly surrendered, and explained it all. Zhou Ping is an experienced man, not only did not point it out, but he simply joined in.

"Lao Zhou, how much food do we have?"

"I have reported to you, and only a little bit is left. I plan to deduct it all. When I see the mountain, I will take it out for everyone to have a happy meal so that everyone can increase their strength and appear in front of others with energy. Even if others say we are beggars, their mental outlook is full."

Zhang Qingshan nodded, without any objection.

After a while, Lao Wang was ready to cut everything and was about to burn a match, but Zhou Ping stopped him.

"Wait!" Zhou Ping stepped forward and grabbed the matchbox, then took out the thick layer of hay under the hanging kettle, and said, "Lao Wang, how could you be so careless? Look, if so much hay is lit, the fire must be big."

Speaking of this, Zhou Ping looked back and said, "This distance is enough", then turned his head and said to Lao Wang: "Although there is fog covering it now, the fire is too big, and the fire will expose us. Could it be that everyone wants to know that the three of us have this old problem, right?"

Seeing that Lao Wang was humbly asking for advice, he shook his head seriously, Zhou Ping smiled and said, "So, we can only boil the frogs in warm water, and boil the water on a low heat."

"Old Zhang, Lao Wang, the three of us are crowded with our backs facing the camp. You are not a woman, and I can't eat you. Why are you doing so far away from me? Squat over and do it! The three of us don't leave any gaps so that we can block the fire. With the fog blocking, the small fire will rise and others will never be able to see it."

He talked and did it on his own, but he didn't show it. Zhang Qingshan and Lao Wang were particularly surprised when they heard it. They looked at each other more than just their eyes, and there was a big question in each other's eyes: Lao Zhou is so familiar with this and considers Zhou Xiang so much. Could it be that he often did this before?

Flame the match, lit the hay in your hand, and put it under the kettle and said: "Remember, only by burning the ground in this way can you maintain the fire without being seen by others. Otherwise, if you attract everyone, it will be troublesome."

Zhang Qingshan and Lao Wang nodded subconsciously, and their expressions of asking for advice were as if they were listening to the teacher's advice. Zhang Qingshan even subconsciously looked back. As Zhou Ping said, in this way, the fire here really could not appear in the distance, and the doubt in his heart became even stronger.

"Old Zhou, you used to do this?"

"That's it!" Zhou Ping lit a cigarette, took a sip, and watched Lao Wang add to the fire as he said, while saying lightly: "When we were in the war, I was really the squad leader of the kitchen squad. In order to save my stuttering, it's no right. It's probably because of an old problem, and it's not easy to tell others, and I don't want to be caught by others, so I do this secretly."

Speaking of this, he looked at the surrounding environment. He didn't know whether he remembered his comrades or something else. He sighed and said, "The environment at that time was much worse than now. It was not like now. As long as he was not shown by his own comrades. At that time, he could find small hills to block the fire at any time and anywhere, but the overall environment at that time was very bad, giving people the feeling that there were too many enemies. Every time we made a step forward, we had to fight with the enemy!"

"Old Zhou, it's all over, and it will be fine in the future."

Zhou Ping nodded, but still said: "What I lamented was not the battle at that time, but the sigh that so many excellent comrades fell into the battle."

"Lao Zhou, you are an old revolutionary. Let me tell us the story of the battle you experienced personally? Anyway, the water has not yet been opened, so I am idle."

"Okay! I'll tell you two two things that I've experienced in person."

"Once, we moved to a place called Zhangjiapu, Hubei. It was high and densely forested, which was very suitable for ambushing. At the beginning of the battle, we charged against the enemy. At that time, I happened to be standing at a high place and saw with my own eyes that a soldier was stabbed through the stomach by the enemy when he was fighting a bayonet with the enemy. But he grabbed the bayonet and pulled the grenade on his waist with his right hand. The sound of the banging scene was like that. That scene! I still remember the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere."

Seeing that Zhou Ping's eyes were filled with tears, Zhang Qingshan quickly interrupted: "This is a matter, and there is another thing? Tell me quickly."

"The other one is even more tragic." Zhou Ping wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled at the two of them: "This ghost weather can wet the eyes even when fog is used, haha! haha!"

Zhang Qingshan and Lao Wang were like two good babies, nodding at the same time, and at the same time admitted Lao Zhou's reason that seemed ridiculous but was particularly sad when savored.

"At that time, the gunfight had just ended, and I thought about how they had been guarding the mountain for a night. How could they fight if they were hungry? So I took two soldiers with their loads and took the risk of delivering food to the comrades who were guarding the position. However, when we arrived on the position, there were potholes everywhere, corpses everywhere, and the enemy, ours, covering the entire position. There were more than a hundred people. Maybe those who had eaten this bite of breakfast, even the most serious wounded people were killed. In the end, except for the three seriously injured people we carried, they all died!"

Neither Zhang Qingshan nor Lao Wang asked about the battle this was so fierce because they didn't want to stimulate Zhou Ping anymore. Of course, Zhang Qingshan never expected that Zhou Ping, who was calm and kind on weekdays, would have such a painful experience. But if you think about it carefully, how many veterans among the Red Army soldiers had not experienced such a fierce battle?

At yi time, no one said anything: Lao Zhou was wiping his tears and smoking in big mouthfuls. Lao Wang lowered his head and added fire while smoking. Zhang Qingshan looked at the sky, not knowing what he thought of.

After a while, Lao Wang whispered: "Lao Zhou, Lao Zhang, when the revolution will be victorious in the future, I will be gone. I want to ask you for help."

No one stopped Lao Wang from saying such unlucky words, because everyone understood that since he chose to liberate the hard-working people in the world, his head was like hanging on his belt, and he could fall off at any time.

"My deputy battalion commander died in the Battle of Zhongbao. At that time, I swear in my heart: When the revolution is victorious, I will build a great monument for the deputy battalion commander and all the comrades who died here. If I sacrifice, I will ask you two to help me fulfill this oath."

Speaking of this, Lao Wang suddenly looked up at them. Although his face was full of tears, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the deputy battalion commander and those comrades scolded me for not keeping their words right. Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou, do you two have any regrets? Tell me, when the revolution is victorious, as long as I don't die, I will definitely help you complete it."

"I have no big regrets if I die, remember to tell Xiang Xueqin from the headquarters hospital that she should not cry, live a happy life."

Looking at Zhang Qingshan's look of life and death indifferent, Lao Wang nodded very seriously and then looked at Zhou Ping again.

"I just regret that my education is not high. So, hey! Hey," Zhou Ping laughed strangely and said to them with a smile: "So, if I die, you two have to study culture hard. Because I swear in my heart: When the revolution is victorious in the future, I will definitely write the revolutionary story I have experienced into a thick book, so that future generations can remember it for me: their peaceful and happy days are exchanged for the blood and youth of countless martyrs, and they must be cherished. So, Lao Zhang and Lao Wang, I will bother you."

"Lao Zhou, your vow is amazing." Lao Wang immediately exclaimed: "I would rather go to build the big monument by myself than reading and writing."

"Old Wang is right. We don't know big words. We wrote a name in night school. You actually asked us to write a book that would never be less than a million words. Isn't this a force? It's too unfair."

"Then I don't care. Anyway, I'm dead, you must fulfill my wish. Otherwise, even if I get to the bottom of the nine lunar calendar, I will definitely crawl back to settle the score with you two." Zhou Ping immediately laughed proudly.

"Forget it, I bless you to live a hundred years, so that after the victory of the revolution, you will have a headache for such a thick book."

"right!"

Time is just like the three of them who are indifferent to life and death, but with their regretful instructions, they spend it a little bit.
Chapter completed!