Settling down the family of the Left Guard, the platoon leader, and then returning to the company.

Wang Ke held a broken book in his hand and came to the second row with a swagger.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. Once the platoon leader Yan Jiao leaves, he doesn't have to ask for leave.

"Platform leader, have you sent the rubbings of your teacher?"

"Sent, what?"

"That's it, I originally wanted to send the hand-painted book that Uncle Geng gave me to your teacher to see together? Then forget it, I'll talk about it when I have time in the future."

"Wang Ke, why do you think of your broken book again? Haven't you read all the experts in your book? It's not antiques. The villains and symbols are drawn. I guess there are not many people in the world who can understand it. Don't cause trouble for my teacher."

"No, I've been thinking about how the two pictures I've dug on the mountain look a bit like the ones in our book!"

“Where is it like?”

"Platform leader, take a closer look at what I have in this book." As he said that, Wang Ke opened the book in his hand. He turned over the previous pages and pointed to a picture drawn on it and said, "Platform leader, look!"

In this picture, there is a man standing on top, with a few circles on his head, and below is the man bowing to the sun. There is a string of hand-painted symbols next to it.

"Plane leader, what do you think this means?"

Platoon leader Hu Zhijun shook his head. He really didn't know what this picture means. Is it because I drew a few circles on my head? Or is it because I didn't understand the circle? Or is this person who was so confused that he was dizzy?

As for the one who bows to the sun, it is clearly a kind of piety, a kind of gratitude to the sun, or the hope that the sun will never set.

In addition to the second half of this book, it is painted with plants and trees. The previous chapters are full of strange expressions and movements of characters. It is really a world of wonders.

"Wang Ke, don't say it, it's really a bit similar. Maybe it's just that some uneducated people are imagining out of thin air. Just like when our ancestors created words, they started with the portrayal of symbols and some pictographic characters. You, don't study it. After my teacher finished reading it, see if he can solve these mysteries?"

"Platform leader, what letter did you send it? Ordinary or registered?"

"How can you send such an expensive thing in an ordinary letter? The registration fee alone costs me one or eight yuan!" After the platoon leader Hu Zhijun finished speaking, he changed the subject and said, "Do you think your platoon leader Yan Jiao is reliable? Don't take our photos. Nothing can be done, so we are happy. I told our teacher in the letter."

"It shouldn't be. If I only know it generally, Platoon Leader Yan would not have rushed back overnight. And I heard him talk about the calligraphy style of your teacher's ancestor Wang Xizhi, what changed the ancient and modern style, what was simplicity, and what was ancient and simple... and the legacy of seal and clerical rhymes, one set after another. Even Platoon Leader Ye was a college student, but he did not have such high cultural attainments. It must have been obtained after communicating with his grandfather."

After Wang Ke said this, platoon leader Hu Zhijun also felt that it made sense.

At this time, Wan Yan was better than silent. He had to wait slowly and find out until tomorrow. Platoon leader Hu Zhijun and Wang Ke both wanted to help the teacher lead to this good thing.

At this time, a voice came from outside, saying, "Da Guo. After he came out of the reconnaissance squad, he was the deputy squad leader in this squad. "Wang Ke, why did you come to our squad?"

There was a bit of sourness in the words. Everyone was a soldier of the same year. One was transferred to be the deputy squad leader, and the other was left to be the squad leader directly. Anyone could explain the taste.

What's more, Wang Ke made meritorious service three times and two times, both in this squad leader's position. He was also fortunate to go out for business and assist in the joint investigation of the archaeological team. He was fortunate to be selected to Inner Mongolia to participate in special training.

"Da Guo, let's see the old platoon leader!" Wang Ke smiled and closed the book in his hand.

In fact, the platoon leader Hu Zhijun was exactly the same as Da Guo. He did a good job, but he moved away and became the platoon leader of the artillery platoon, but his original position was given to the new college student Yan Jiao. However, the platoon leader Hu Zhijun did not have the same loss as Da Guo. On the contrary, after leaving the command platoon, his relationship with Wang Ke became deeper and deeper.

"Come on, the deputy of the fifth squad, it is not easy for the reconnaissance squad leader to come here once. If you have time, let him teach us the military terrain lesson. He has participated in the Inner Mongolia Special Training Team of the Army." Platoon Commander Hu Zhijun said the truth. For him, he was the one who proposed to let Da Guo come to the infantry platoon, and he was the one who left Wang Ke. Seeing every progress of Wang Ke, as the platoon leader Hu Zhijun, who was the platoon who selected Wang Ke and became the calculation army, had always been secretly happy for Wang Ke.

"Okay, platoon leader, you decide! But Wang Ke's military terraining will be learned from you later!" That's what it means, platoon leader, don't hold Wang Ke to heaven, our military terraining is no worse than him.

Who knew that the platoon leader Hu Zhijun really said: "Ten fingers are long and short, and what a master teaches can also be divided into high and low. When the reconnaissance squad leader participated in the Inner Mongolia special training of the entire army, the sixth group led by him won the runner-up among more than 20 groups!"

Da Guo stopped talking, but instead made Wang Ke feel uncomfortable. He found an excuse and left the second row.

The troops took turns to rest these days, and many subjects cannot be developed in the barracks in winter. The troops are more likely to learn some basic theoretical knowledge at home, and at most they organize some queue training.

In addition to the three major regulations, they are already familiar with the "Architecture Regulations" and "Shooting Regulations".

In this traditional army, it is even more difficult to train. What are the regular steps, sequential steps, running, turning left, right, backward, turning left, turning right, turning backward, turning neatly counting, etc., are all practiced thoroughly.

So, Wang Ke quietly found the deputy company commander Lu Zeran. He wanted to take advantage of the day when the platoon leader Yan Jiao came home and go to Dawangzhuang near the division farm.

He wanted to see how the house built by Mrs. Fu's house was like? Go and see the little girl named Li Xueying. How is it now? If you remember correctly, it was just graduated from the sixth grade of elementary school during the earthquake, and she should be in the second grade of junior high school now.

Of course, Wang Ke never revealed to anyone that she had donated 1,800 yuan to help her rebuild her home.

So he found the deputy company commander Lu Zeran and just said that he was going to give some school supplies to primary school student Li Xueying. The little girl was rescued by them at that time and had feelings for the little girl. The deputy company commander Lu Zeran was particularly understandable.

"Okay, reconnaissance squad leader, I'll ask for leave for you. What are you going to bring?"

"Deputy Company Commander, if I can get a leave, I want to leave in the middle of the night. I borrowed a bicycle from the village next door. I will definitely return to the team on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow. As for what I bring, I have prepared a new schoolbag and bought some stationery. Can I? It's in the name of our command platoon."

"I'll tell the company commander this fake. The instructor said that there's nothing to do tomorrow anyway. I'll pay twenty yuan, and you can hand it over to her family as a tuition fee for the little girl."

The words of Deputy Company Commander Lu Zeran still shocked Wang Ke because the monthly salary of the company cadres at that time was only 60 or 70 yuan. There were old people and young people, and Wang Ke knew that Deputy Company Commander Lu Ziran had to send fifty yuan back to his home every month.

"Deputy Company Commander, please keep your money. I'll bring your feelings."

"How can you, the reconnaissance squad leader, be like this? Are we doing military-civilian cooperation now? Bring it with you!" After saying that, Deputy Company Commander Lu Zeran took out twenty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Ke's top pocket.

That night, Wang Ke told his itinerary, Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader, and Xiao Gao, the telephone squad leader. Unexpectedly, everyone donated another 50 yuan and handed it over to Wang Ke, allowing him to bring it to this unfortunate family.

The road of life is sometimes very hard, but there is no way for everyone. As long as we smile at life, we will meet more and more good people.

Wang Ke packed up his carry-on things, and at night he asked a sergeant to borrow a bicycle from the home of the fellow villager at the station.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Wang Ke rode the bicycle and set off on time.

After riding out of the barracks gate, Wang Ke discovered that the bicycle he was riding was a pinion bicycle.

This kind of bicycle is not seen in ordinary big cities. The gears on the foot are smaller than those of a normal bicycle and are only a little larger than the flywheel on the rear wheel. It is very fast to ride, but the speed cannot be increased. This is mainly because it is considered that when it is used to carry heavy objects in the local rural areas, it can still be carried and ride steadily.

For example, if you put a door panel behind the bicycle, you can tie a donkey on it and carry it away.

But such a bicycle also has the advantage, that is, it is more labor-saving to ride.

For eighty kilometers, Wang Ke calculated that it should take seven to eight hours and fifteen hours to go back and forth. If there is no delay, you can reach the train station near the station at around 5 pm, and then pick up the platoon leader Yan Jiao and return to the team at 8 pm.

Why not take the bus? Because you have to take a bus three times, the most important thing is that you need to spend four yuan, and the round trip is eight yuan, and a one-month allowance.

At that time, the first year of the army, the second year of seven yuan, the third year of eight yuan, the fourth year of ten yuan, and the fifth year of fifteen yuan... Wang Ke had just received eight yuan, so he had to be careful in his calculations.

Before seven o'clock in the morning, Wang Ke arrived in Ancheng. He rode his bike around Ancheng and also arrived at the entrance of the pharmacy. The door was not even opened. Wang Ke bought a bowl of tofu brain on the side of the road and bought two hot pots. After eating, he quickly got on the road. He had a few dozen miles away and tried to arrive at around nine o'clock.

Shortly after the sun rose, Wang Ke finally arrived at Dawangzhuang. A soldier riding a bicycle was still very eye-catching in the village this morning.

Wang Ke first went to the village chief's house. When the village chief saw Wang Ke, he was surprised. He kept saying "Ahhhh!" and hurriedly pulled him down. Wang Ke was not an outsider to the village. He first rescued Fusao's family, and later donated money to help her family and the primary school to build a house. Even if Wang Ke didn't ask about this kindness, the village chief had to tell him.

But when talking about the 4,800 yuan donated, Wang Ke was really stupid, "I didn't donate that much!"

"You PLA, you have done good deeds without leaving your name. They are all sent by your name, and can they be fake? In addition, we have given all the certificates for collective land use in these two places to Mrs. Fu. She insists on registering in your name. Let's go, I'll accompany you to her house to check it out." The village chief said, stood up, tucked his big cotton jacket on his body, accompanied Wang Ke out of the house, and walked towards Mrs. Fu's house.
Chapter completed!