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"Brother, your arm..."

Er Biaozi exclaimed.

"Dalong, what are you..."

Zhang Lianxi felt a buzz in his head, as if his chest had been hit hard, and before he could take a breath, he fell backwards.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan was already on full alert, stretched out his hands, hugged him, and then slowly placed him on the bed.

Then, he took out a small, flat iron box from his pocket, quickly opened the box and took out something.

With a gentle squeeze of his fingers, he crushed the sealing wax on the outside, revealing the small black pill inside. He directly pinched Zhang Lianxi's chin, stuffed it into his mouth, and poked it under his tongue with his fingers.

This is a pill given to him by the mute master. It contains bear bile, musk, ginseng and other medicines. Its greatest effect is to strengthen the heart.

It's almost equivalent to a quick-acting Jiuxin pill.

It’s just that the miracle drug Suxiao Jiuxin Pill was only developed last year and is extremely rare on the market.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Er Biaozi was so frightened that he was at a loss and could only cry.

Zhang Long was still shocked. He lay beside the bed, stretched out his remaining right hand and put it on his father's wrist, feeling the pulse beating stronger and stronger.

His tears also fell on the sheets.

After about two or three minutes, Zhang Lianxi let out a sigh and finally opened his eyes. When he saw his eldest son in front of him, tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Dad, you can't get any more excited."

Zhang Long quickly comforted his father.

He knew that his mother died young and the family was entirely supported by his father. A man in his forties was like a little old man.

I originally wanted to join the army, strive for a good background, and help my father support the family. Unfortunately, I am now disabled.

"Dad, I'm fine. I'm just missing an arm. It doesn't affect anything I do."

Zhang Long endured the sadness in his heart and kept expressing words of comfort.

However, the effect was not very good. Zhang Lianxi couldn't calm down when he saw his son's empty sleeves.

Zhang Long said cruelly: "Dad, three of our comrades in the same class will never come back. Compared with them, I have one less arm, so what does it mean?"

The people in the room couldn't help but be moved after hearing this. Only then did they realize the horror of war, which can really kill people.

Grandpa Guaizi also tried to stand up straight, and then solemnly saluted as a military salute.

Zhang Lianxi was also frightened. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhang Long's hand tightly, as if he would lose his son if he let go.

Liu Qingshan took a look and felt relieved. He quietly tugged at the clothes corners of the old party secretary and Grandpa Guaizi, and the three of them quietly left the room.

The three of them went outside and sat down on a long sofa. The old party secretary couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Oh, what a pity for this kid Dalong."

Grandpa Guaizi comforted him: "Don't worry, the government will definitely arrange it properly."

Liu Qingshan was silent. He knew that although Zhang Long was assigned to the down products factory in the county and entered the security department, the factory closed down before 1990.

Zhang Long is a very emotional person. Together with several comrades, he silently takes care of the families of three fallen comrades and remits money on time every month.

Because of this, his wife, who was already a philistine, fell out with him and got divorced, leaving him alone struggling in this society, experiencing the ups and downs of his heart.

In order to stick to the promise he made to his comrades for most of his life, he is indeed a man.

Liu Qingshan respects such people. They may be poor, but they are by no means humble.

In this life, he felt that it was necessary to help Zhang Long get rid of the old path so that he could live with his head held high.

When the door of Room 101 reopened, the expressions of the father and son were much calmer, and they could only choose to accept the facts before them.

Liu Qingshan was just about to talk to Zhang Long, but at this time several cadres from the People's Armed Forces Ministry came to visit Zhang Long and his family.

By the time these people left, it was already time for dinner.

Lin Zizhou was being treated by Zheng Hongqi, so Liu Qingshan didn't need to worry about him and just had another meal here. The food turned out to be pretty good.

"You are Sanfeng, right? You have grown into a young man in the blink of an eye. Thank you."

Zhang Long vaguely remembered Liu Qingshan's appearance. He had just heard his brother talk about some things in the village, so he also looked at Liu Qingshan with admiration.

Liu Qingshan chatted while eating: "Brother Dalong, what are your plans for the future?"

"The county will make unified arrangements for the work, and I will obey the assignment. Moreover, the families of the three comrades also need our support."

Zhang Long is still full of hope for the future, after all, he is only in his early twenties this year.

He was a boy from a farm family, but now he was able to work in the county town, eat commercial grain, and earn an iron rice bowl. He was satisfied.

But Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Brother Dalong, I don't suggest you do this. You'd better go back to Jiapigou."

Everyone at the dinner table looked at him in surprise. Er Biaozi also stretched out his hand and tried to touch Liu Qingshan's forehead: Sanfeng couldn't be talking nonsense because he had a fever, right?

Who would leave the iron rice bowl in the county and go back to the countryside to farm?

Zhang Long looked thoughtful: If he were an ordinary young man, even if his younger brother Er Biaozi said this, Zhang Long would definitely sneer.

But after learning about Liu Qingshan, Zhang Long had to think carefully.

The family actually earned more than a thousand yuan this year, and the second brother also learned the art of rice planting. All of this came from Liu Qingshan in front of him.

So Zhang Long did not rashly refute, but asked: "Sanfeng, what do you say?"

Liu Qingshan first served Zhang Long a bowl of pickled cabbage and white meat soup, and then served himself a bowl, and then said calmly:

"Brother Dalong, from a general direction, with the deepening of reform, the iron rice bowl will definitely be broken; from your personal perspective, you have a family, and you also need to take care of the families of your comrades-in-arms. Is a salary of several dozen yuan a month really enough?"

This question is very practical, and Zhang Long must consider it carefully. He drank the pickled cabbage soup silently, feeling a burst of bitterness in his mouth.

"Why not take a recovery fee, plus the compensation reward for the combat hero, it should be a lot, right?"

Liu Qingshan only knew that the recovery fee at that time was actually not much. Ordinary soldiers with agricultural household registration only received one or two hundred yuan, plus a few hundred kilograms of food coupons.

However, Zhang Long's situation is quite special, and he should be able to get several thousand yuan.

Liu Qingshan's proposal made Zhang Lianxi frown: "After all, receiving a sum of money is dead money. It will be gone once it is spent."

"Uncle Xizi, Brother Dalong can use this money to invest in our cooperative. No one should object, right?"

Liu Qingshan told his plan. He believed that the future development of Jiapigou would benefit every member of the cooperative.

"Well, it seems possible!"

Er Biaozi had experienced the dividends before the New Year, so he took the lead in supporting it. Even if he worked in the factory for a year, could he earn 1,000 yuan?

Zhang Lianxi was also a little tempted, but he still couldn't bear to give up the temptation brought by commercial grain and iron rice bowl.

For the rural people at that time, these two things were simply their greatest pursuit in life.

After finishing a large bowl of sauerkraut soup, Zhang Long finally expressed his position: "Sanfeng, I will consider it."

Liu Qingshan nodded. He had done everything he could. As for how to choose, it was Zhang Long's freedom.

After dinner, the others stayed here to attend the commendation meeting tomorrow, and Liu Qingshan returned to the government guesthouse.

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Lin Zizhou has finished his meal and is chatting with Zheng Hongqi. The two seem to get along well.

Next to him, Zheng Xiaoxiao is also holding a book and accompanying him.

But this girl is not very attentive when reading. When she saw Liu Qingshan at first glance, she stood up and ran back to her room.

Hey, why is she hiding?

Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled, but soon he saw Zheng Xiaoxiao carrying a schoolbag and running out like a gust of wind. She patted the bulging schoolbag with her little hands and said excitedly:

"These are extracurricular books for Sifeng and Wufeng. Just take your car to deliver them."

Liu Qingshan really wanted to tell her: Take something with you. I'll take it back for you, and you don't have to go.

But considering that the consequences of saying this are a bit difficult to predict, he didn't say anything.

Zheng Hongqi also touched his sister's head lovingly. He felt that the atmosphere in Liu Qingshan's house was very good, and his sister liked it too. Obviously, she had not stayed there long enough.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Lin Zizhou could not help but joked:

"Qingshan, you little rascal, you even set an ambush with me. Why don't you tell the truth about what happened in Chuncheng and the Canton Fair?"

"Uncle Lin, I am an honest man."

Liu Qingshan put a label on himself first.

Sneer, Zheng Xiaoxiao's slightly contemptuous voice sounded beside him, obviously even she didn't believe it.

When they drove two cars back to Jiapigou, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao coming again, the fourth and fifth brothers jumped up with joy.

One person pulled her arm and pulled her directly into the house. Soon, there was laughter in the house.

...

The next day was the fifth day of the first lunar month, commonly known as Po Wu. Dumplings must be eaten in the morning, and eggs were also boiled.

The second sister Liu Yinfeng's birthday is today.

It was a good birthday for her, and she didn't have to celebrate it every year.

It was just that there were no eggs at this time in previous years, but this year there were enough.

"Second sister, I wish you a happy birthday and may all your wishes come true."

During the meal, Liu Qingshan was the first to send his wishes.

The so-called wish coming true, of course, is to be admitted to university. Liu Qingshan believed that in this life, the second sister would definitely realize this wish.

Liu Yinfeng also smiled happily and distributed eggs to everyone, so that everyone could get some blessings.

"Second sister's eggs must be eaten, and you can study well after eating them."

Liu Qingshan also shouted in his mouth.

Hearing what he said, the little fourth child bit half of the egg in one bite, but the egg yolk was too dry, and he choked all of a sudden. He stretched his little neck, but he couldn't swallow it, and tears came out of his mouth.

Linzhi stretched his hand in front of the fourth child's mouth, and the little fourth child shook his head, indicating that he couldn't spit it out.

It was Shanxing who scooped the dumpling soup with a small spoon and slowly put it into the fourth child's mouth, which was considered to be sending the egg yolk down.

"If I vomit, I will definitely get zero marks in future exams."

Little Lao Si looked frightened and was glad that she didn't vomit.

You kid!

Lin Zhi couldn't help but poke her forehead gently.

After dinner, Liu Qingshan took them to play on Xiaosong River for a while, and Lao Si went home to read.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, when Liu Qingshan was cooking at the stove, he saw Er Biaozi excitedly poking his head in from outside:

"San Feng'er, my brother is here!"

Liu Qingshan handed the cooking spoon to his second sister, and then went out to greet her. He saw Zhang Long standing in the courtyard, looking at him with a sharp gaze.

"Brother Dalong, welcome back."

It seemed that he had made his choice, Liu Qingshan said with a smile.

Zhang Long took two steps forward, stretched out his right hand, and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder:

"Sanfeng, I'm not going to leave this time!"

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, spreading crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. Bloody rain, with sadness, falls to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city is full of broken walls and ruins, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remains, which is indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The turbid eyes seem to have some resentment, looking at the mottled stones in front alone.

There, a figure is lying.

This is a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, attacked his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement will make it fly in an instant.

Download the Aiyue novel app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

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