Chapter 44 044 There is no quiet time, but there are people carrying the burden for you. (Please bookmark and vote for further reading)
“Shh, keep your voice down.”
Seeing the students around them looking at them, Fang Minghua hurriedly warned them.
"Minghua, after three days I am very impressed with you." Zhao Hongjun said again.
“What’s going on?” Fang Minghua was confused.
"I remember when you were an educated youth, you were not so courageous. You actually dared to go to the battlefield!"
"If you went to southern Xinjiang, you would be more courageous to go to the battlefield because you would be attracted by that atmosphere. Infected."
Zhao Hongjun sighed after hearing this: "Don't tell me, I really want to be a soldier, but my father won't let me."
"Forget it. Well, you are the only precious son in your family. How can your father be willing to do your job well? "
"It's boring. I feel boring."
Got. Here we go again.
At this time, the teacher came in with a textbook under his arm, and the two stopped talking.
After a class, everyone went out to get some air. Zhao Hongjun and a few other big smokers came to the corner of the corridor to smoke. Fang Minghua didn’t like smelling second-hand smoke, so he walked out of the teaching building and stood in the corner. I was admiring the scenery aimlessly below the foyer, actually looking at girls.
It’s summer.
The girls are all pretty.
Although the clothes are a bit plain, in this era they are all bare-faced and don't have too many fancy clothes. Although they are not revealing, they look comfortable.
A girl was riding a Kun car from the east along the road. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a blue suspender skirt. She looked familiar.
Hey, isn’t this Li Li from the literary club?
Li Li also noticed him and rode directly in front of him before getting off the car and asked: "Fang Minghua, why haven't I seen you taking correspondence courses recently? Although you have a good foundation in literature and a good foundation in English, but You can’t be proud! You still have to go to class.”
Huh?
Why do you sound like my sister?
Fang Minghua did not answer, looked at her and asked: "How did you know I didn't come to class?"
Huh?
Li Li was stunned, her pretty face turned red, and she replied vaguely:
“I helped the English teacher in a class last week, and I found you didn’t come, so I asked Ask your classmates that you haven’t been in class for several weeks.”
"Really?" Fang Minghua didn't ask further.
It is possible.
How did he know that the girl in front of him lied.
Li Li didn't have any substitute teaching at all, but came here specifically to find him.
Of course the girl is embarrassed to say it.
"I went to southern Xinjiang on a business trip." Fang Minghua answered vaguely.
"You, the guard, are on a business trip?" Li Li was very surprised when she heard this. She suddenly thought of something: "By the way, you said you were a guard of a confidential unit. Did you send your guard to southern Xinjiang for training? The guard belongs to the unit. Is it from the security department? I heard that the security department of the confidential unit is equipped with guns!"
Huh?
This girl is a bit open-minded.
However, in this era, the security departments of many units have great power. The security department not only has pistols and submachine guns. It is said that some important factories have heavy weapons such as bombs and mortars to protect the company!
Since the girl figured it out on her own, Fang Minghua didn't bother to explain, so he held back his laughter and nodded.
"There is a war in southern Xinjiang. Is it dangerous?" the girl asked cautiously.
"Well, it's a bit dangerous." Fang Minghua told the girl what he saw and heard on the front line. Of course, he didn't mention the fact that the art troupe was in danger.
I behaved so poorly at that time that it would be embarrassing to tell anyone about it.
"So dangerous?!" The girl opened her eyes wide.
"Yeah. I didn't expect it at the time." Fang Minghou recalled more than fifty days and nights in southern Xinjiang and couldn't help but sigh:
"Look at how comfortable the environment we live in now is, but how far away Thousands of miles away, it is a different scene. There is no quiet time, but there are people carrying the burden for you. "Wow, Fang Minghua, what you said is so philosophical and poetic!"
Really?
Who said this?
Forgot.
At this time, the class bell rang. Fang Minghua quickly said hello to Li Li and was about to return to the classroom.
"Fang Minghua!" Li Li suddenly stopped him.
"Is there anything else?" Fang Minghua stopped and asked.
“The day after tomorrow, our literary club is going to organize an event and would like to invite you to participate. Do you have time?”
"I'm sorry, I have something important to do recently, so I probably don't have time." Fang Minghua declined politely.
"Oh, it's okay. Are you learning how to shoot a gun?"
The girl started to use her imagination again.
"Yeah." Fang Minghua held back his laughter and quickly entered the teaching building.
Fang Minghua walked into the classroom and sat next to Zhao Hongjun. He heard Zhao Hong chuckle: "Minghua, you had a great time chatting with the girl just now."
"Look what you said, we met and chatted by chance, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I always feel that I have seen that girl somewhere."
"Isn't this nonsense? "Didn't he once teach us an English lesson, have you forgotten?" Fang Minghua glanced at him.
"No, I seem to have seen it elsewhere, but I can't remember it."
"Yes. Pay attention to the class! Oh, can I help you with something?" Fang Minghua suddenly One thing comes to mind.
"What's the matter?"
"Didn't my unit temporarily allocate an office to me for writing, and now I need a bed. Can you get me a folding wire bed like those used in the army?"
< br>"This is simple, I will find it and send it to you."
Fang Minghua finished a day of correspondence classes and rode to his unit the next morning. He came to his new office in the backyard and went to the boiler room first. I made a cup of tea with a pot of boiling water, then sat at the desk and spread out the manuscript paper to start writing.
It was another day of writing. Except for going to the toilet and eating and doing necessary things, he was immersed in writing.
"Minghua! Minghua!"
At night, he suddenly heard someone calling him outside. He raised his head and looked through the window, only to find that it was Zhao Hongjun carrying a wire bed into the small courtyard.
"Come in, the door is unlocked." Fang Minghua was writing a wonderful point, but he was too lazy to get up and open the door.
Zhao Hongjun moved the bed in, looked at Fang Minghua who was still writing hard, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Are you writers desperate for your life?"
After hearing this, Fang Minghua raised his head and looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"
"I just came to your house first, and when I saw your mother, she said that you hadn't seen anyone all day and you were at work. Comrades can't do this when it comes to writing. The body is the capital of the revolution. Don't die young like Xiao Hong. "
Oh, why did I talk about Lu Yao like that?
"How can I compare with Xiao Hong?" Minghua glared at him. "Don't worry, I'm weighing it."
"It's good to know." Zhao Hongjun put the bed against the wall and took out something from his yellow satchel.
"I know you work hard at writing, so I brought you some good stuff for you to try. You've never seen it before!" After saying that, he handed it to Fang Minghua as if to show off.
Fang Minghua took it and took a look and was stunned.
It turned out to be Nescafe coffee!
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