A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 138 New Mission
The letter from home was placed on the table, and Feng Yuxiu sat on the bed looking outside.

Xu Baishun, a traditional rural father of that era, raised his three sons alone.

After experiencing the fines for having more children than allowed and paying the annual grain tax, he saved a few coins from his pocket to support that poor family.

Beneath his hot temper lies a sense of inferiority and low self-esteem.

I always use the loudest voice to cover up my inner inferiority.

In the countryside, none of the three sons got married, and even the matchmaker who was supposed to introduce brides to the sons was unwilling to step into that dilapidated home.

So far, the house has only an upper room made of mud.

Before joining the army, four grown men squeezed into one earthen kang, and the windows were covered with newspapers.

After Feng Yuxiu was recruited into the army, in order to give his youngest son some dignity, he specially cleaned up the small house where the firewood was stored.

It's called independence.

Even Feng Yuxiu, who is indifferent to family affection, can see the delicate nature beneath the rough character of this rural father.

When he was being chased and beaten by two thugs at the train station, he ran after the train and shouted at his youngest son to live a normal life.

Feng Yuxiu felt a little relieved.

He stood up and opened the letter.

My son Sanduo:
See the word as the face.

On the day the postman delivered the letter to the village entrance, those who were squatting under the old locust tree eating noodles all laughed at my Xu family for producing a literary talent.

What the hell do you know?! Your dad also learned all the Hundred Family Names in literacy class. Do you need someone to write a letter home? What a joke!

The family harvested seven and a half acres of sweet potatoes, and the pile in the cellar was enough to bury three people.

Your second brother, that idiot, insisted on doing some e-commerce business. He cut the sweet potatoes into slices and hung them on the roof to dry, saying he wanted to sell them in the city.

He dried the sun for three days and then fed it all to sparrows. I was so angry that I chased him for two miles with a broom. Don't imitate him. A soldier should act like a soldier, with his helmet on and his gun gripped tightly.

The day before yesterday, the township armed forces came to visit my home and said you had won a third-class merit. I lit all the firecrackers I hadn't set off for the New Year, and the crows in the back hills were fluttering and flying.

Remember, Xu family men either lie down in their coffins or receive their medals standing up. Your grandfather, armed with two hand grenades, fought the American devils with bayonets, his intestines spilling out, tied up with straw ropes, and continued to charge. You're wearing a military uniform with four pockets now, don't bring shame to your ancestors!
I've pickled the twenty-three eggs I saved before the New Year in a clay pot on the stove. I'll ask Secretary Wang to take them back when the autumn cools down, and remember to share them with your comrades. The army's communal meals are light on oil and water. I've hung a photo of you, skinny as a stick, in the main room, and even passing dogs take a second look.

The demolition team came three times to measure our homestead and said our old house could be exchanged for three apartments. Do you think I'm stupid? Can you grow corn or livestock in a concrete box? Your eldest brother broke his leg at the construction site, and I've deposited the compensation from the contractor in a bank account at the credit union. When you get discharged, the three of us will go back to Xiarongshu and farm.

Finally, let's get serious: Don't try to be too aggressive during training, don't accidentally fire your gun at target practice, and pull down the ears of your cotton hat when you're on guard duty at night. I pinned the military medal you sent me on the left breast of my Zhongshan jacket, and I deliberately left it unbuttoned when I went to the market, making those old guys jealous.

Dad plans to come see you in a while and support you. After all, I am an old militiaman and can be considered their predecessor.

Father Xu Baishun]

Half a dried sweet potato leaf fell out from between the sheets of letter paper, and on the back was a crooked turtle drawn with a ballpoint pen.

Feng Yuxiu was silent for a long time. He held the envelope in his hand and looked at the training ground outside.

Where did the demolition team come from in Xia Rongshu Village?
Who will live in this place after it is demolished?

Moreover, looking at the handwriting, Xu Baishun couldn't change his habit of bragging. How could such proper regular script be written by his hand holding a hoe?

Teacher Wang in the village's handwriting is getting better and better.

He didn't have much vacation time, and his stay in the 7th Steel Company was endless, so it was impossible for him to take a vacation.

It seems that in this world, he can never get over the three men from Xiarongshu Village in his heart.

Xu Yile's leg was broken at the construction site, and the family lost another breadwinner.

I don’t know when I will be able to pay back the money I borrowed from Company Commander Gao Cheng last time.

It seemed as if he was bound by these small and insignificant favors.

He is a free-spirited man, now bound to the earth of this era.

He thought for a long time, put down the letter, turned around and went downstairs, and when he came up again, he was holding a 7.62 in his hand.

Holding the pen, he was silent for a moment and then began to write:
爹：
The remittance slip is tucked inside the envelope. The ink is made with gun oil, so it won't get mushy when it comes into contact with water. You can cover the sweet potato cellar with a double layer of snakeskin bags. I sent you some tarpaulin for the campsite, which will prevent the roof from leaking.

When the demolition team comes again, show them this warhead. If a conflict occurs, don't talk back. Wait for me to come back.

No one in this world can bully us.

If they take over on a large scale, write to me and I will come back to deal with it.

Son: Xu Sanduo.

After writing the letter, Feng Yuxiu's eyes were indifferent and calm.

This era is still very chaotic.

Especially in the area of ​​Xia Rongshu, Feng Yuxiu probably figured out the demolition. He also found out indirectly that the Maoer Mountain to the north of Xia Rongshu Village was a mine, and the land was occupied for better mining.

Under this kind of power background, the farmers in a small mountain village cannot resist for a long time.

Feng Yuxiu packed up the envelope, waterproof cloth, and a uniform left by Company Commander Gao Cheng and sent them back.

At least this will allow Xu Baishun to stand up straight.

The days returned to peace.

Feng Yuxiu regained his rhythm, exercising his tendons every day and improving his other shortcomings.

Gradually, no one mentioned the 7th Steel Company anymore.

He also seemed to disappear in the spoken language of this unit.

No one remembers this brave soldier.

Only on the training ground were Wu Liuyi, Gan Xiaoning and others seen sitting in infantry fighting vehicles and shouting wildly.

Wu Liuyi saw Feng Yuxiu turn his head away silently, and when he saw Feng Yuxiu, he thought of the 7th Steel Company again.

The 7th Steel Company is still there!
Still alive!

From a cold company to a person walking upright.

On the other hand, Feng Yuxiu still consciously trains himself.

More than a month passed like this.

There is one more thing to do to pass the time every day: mopping the floor, wiping the table, and cleaning the windows.

After finishing my daily exercise, it gets dark very quickly.

Life is so boring in this era.

The secretary of the Youth League brought Feng Yuxiu a stack of books, which were all questions and booklets about the high school entrance examination.

At first, Feng Yuxiu stuffed it into the cabinet without even looking at it.

But after a long time, he quickly lost interest in cleaning.

I often sit alone on the steps, staring at the sun in the distance.

So I took out the books in the cabinet.

He couldn't concentrate at first, but gradually he found these things interesting, because he often lowered his head to look at them, and when he looked up again, it was dark.

Okay, just throw it on the table and go to sleep on the bed.

His days of guarding the company were dull and tedious.

A month later, he had actually started to memorize these books, which was a little unbelievable to him.

When did this body's memory become so amazing? It's almost like a photographic memory.

He is a good student.

But an idle person can easily be reminded of tasks that others are unwilling to do.

Feng Yuxiu stood calmly under the dormitory of the seventh company, with the secretary of the regiment standing in front of him.

"Let me go to the university for military training? It's October now, where can I get military training?"

"Just go if I tell you to. You have nothing to do anyway, so you can go and help out. Wang Qia from the electronics company is tied up. The car that'll take you there will be at the regimental headquarters in three days, so I won't rush you any further."

After delivering the order, the officer turned and left.

Feng Yuxiu had been here for a long time, and his peaceful days were broken so quickly.

(End of this chapter)