Hometown beacon smoke old time shadow
Chapter 53 Sacrifice
Zhaoshi returned to the dormitory, tidied up briefly, stood by the window and squinted his eyes, letting the scorching sun ravage above his head.After being exposed to the sun for a long time, I was a little dizzy, and went back to the room for a few steps. After thinking about it, I thought it would be better to tell Instructor Yan, although it was inevitable that I would be scolded.Just as he was about to go out, he came back again, rummaged through the desk for a long time, and found a letterhead, on which he copied "Sun Tzu's Art of War" stroke by stroke, in Wei Bei's handwriting, very strong.Zhao Shi was watched by Jingxian to practice calligraphy every day since she was a child. After arriving in the military school, she was short of time and tired from training. She couldn't write every day, but she still wrote some when she was free.When he arrived in Hunan, he had free time and started to persist every day. Yan Ming once laughed at him: "Persistence in writing is better than morning exercises." He planned to give this "Sun Tzu's Art of War" to Yan Ming, which can be regarded as a parting gift.
When he arrived in front of Yan Ming's door, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, secretly laughing at himself that a person of such an age would still be nervous in front of the teacher's office.He took a breath and was about to knock on the door when he heard a voice inside, which was Cheng Nan's voice.
In the room, Yan Ming and Cheng Nan sat facing each other with serious faces.Cheng Nan opened the mouth first: "Instructor Yan, can you give me a cigarette?" Yan Ming took out a cigarette, put one in his mouth, and threw the other to him. He took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and stood up first. I ordered it for Yan Ming, and then ordered it for myself. "There is something that I didn't say yesterday. I was afraid that you and Zhaoshi would be upset if you heard it. I thought, we haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's have a good night first. I have business in the morning, so I didn't dare to say it. Moreover, if I say it, I'm afraid that kid Zhaoshi can smash the meeting room." Yan Ming vaguely sensed something, took two deep breaths, and the smoke filled the space between the two of them, as if he wanted to use the smoke to set up a barrier to prevent him from If you listen, get behind that barrier.It's a pity that the barrier of smoke always dissipates quickly.
"Tell me who"
Cheng Nan swallowed, "Jiang Pu"
Yan Ming stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette, "What happened to him?"
"Sacrificed."
Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking about Cheng Nan's words, "Sacrifice?"
Cheng Nan said with certainty, "Yes, it was a sacrifice. He left Wuhan to continue participating in the Northern Expedition, and died on the battlefield."
"When did this happen?"
Cheng Nan thought for a while, "On the day I came, I called the principal, and I saw that the principal's face changed. He hung up the phone but didn't say a word to me, but the phone is not soundproof, so I heard it. The past two days There should be some news." Sui Jingyuan and Jiang Pu, although they are different from me, I respect them in my heart.Although Jiang Pu is my student, I really think he is better than blue. "
They are all soldiers, and they did not shy away from death, but Yan Ming still couldn't hide his grief, he smashed his fist on the table, "Wisdom will be hurt, strong will be humiliated!"
Zhaoshi put his manuscript at the door and left. He didn't have the courage to go in.He didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to listen to it again. There were only two words "Jiang Pu" and "sacrifice" in his mind.He suddenly remembered that Jiang Pu had entrusted him to visit his mother in his hometown before graduation, so he hurriedly dragged his luggage to the military headquarters, went through the transfer procedures, and then reported to Chen Xiangfan and went to Yueyang.
Zhaoshi saw the news of Jiang Pu's death in the newspaper on the train.
According to the newspaper, Jiang Pu took the lead and rushed straight into the enemy's line, even using himself to attract the enemy's artillery.Zhaoshi threw the newspaper aside and sneered in his heart. Does a No. 1 graduate of the Artillery Department of the Military Academy not know the simple truth of "conceal the body and unleash firepower"?How could this be the bravery of Heng Dao immediately, it was clearly the unwillingness to seek death!Over the years, Jiang Pu has been running between the two parties to mediate contradictions and eliminate internal strife.Zhaoshi always thought that he was outstanding in ability and good at dancing, but now it seems that there are so many grievances and helplessness in it.He deeply hated that he had never really understood this friend, and always pushed all the problems to him at ease, thinking that he must have a solution, but who is the genius?When the two parties broke up, Jiang Pu must have shouldered such a heavy burden. On the one hand, he ran around in many ways wearing the hat of pretending to be a revolution, and on the other hand, he left with the infamy of ungratefulness.In the end, he was still tired of his brilliant talents, and chose the ending that would rather be broken than broken.
The peddler who sold fruit cigarettes on the train was walking around in the carriage, and Zhaoshi stopped him, wanting to buy a pack of cigarettes.Looking at the colorful packaging, I don’t know which one to choose. When I saw a box with "victory" written on it, I pointed to the "victory". For matches, Zhaoshi threw him some money and said, "You don't need to look for it." The peddler went away happily.Looking at the cigarette case in his hand, Zhaoshi thought silently: "I never noticed what brand Jiang Pu usually smokes."
Jiang Pu's home is in a small alley in Matang Town by the Dongting Lake in Yueyang.The path made of bluestone slabs was polished very smooth by the footprints of pedestrians, as shiny as if it had just rained.The smoke from the kitchen was curling up, and the smell of fried peppers was wafting in the alley, and the mothers of every family were calling their cubs to go back to eat.Zhaoshi remembered that when he was in the military academy, leftovers were not allowed according to the regulations, and he couldn't eat chili, so he always secretly picked the chili from his plate to Jiang Pu.Come to think of it, Jiang Pu also had this smell in his home when he was a child.When he walked to the door of Jiang Pu's house, he saw that white lanterns had been raised outside the small courtyard.Suddenly, he dared not go in. He knew that nothing could comfort a mother who had lost her son.He also didn't dare to look at Jiang Pu's mourning hall, or the tablet with that name engraved on it.Turning around, I went to a cloth shop on the main street and tore off a curtain, then asked the shopkeeper for a pen and paper, and hurriedly wrote a few words:
Qu Zi threw himself into the river and finally held grudges, and the Chu palace covered up its sleeves and still worked hard.
Cutting the gown cuts off righteousness and lofty aspirations, and it is worn on the couch as a lap mat.
Putting down the pen, he asked the shop assistant to deliver the banner, and Jiang Pu asked him to bring the few oceans to his family when he graduated.I asked about the location of the Jiang family's ancestral grave, and bought incense candle paper to visit Jiang Pu's father's grave.
Zhaoshi burned incense in front of Jiang Pu's father's grave, kowtowed three times, and then wept mournfully.He didn't know what he was crying for, whether it was Jiang Pu's father, Jiang Pu or himself.In short, he burst into tears and couldn't help himself.Then he took out the pack of cigarettes bought on the train from his pocket and lit it. The first two puffs made him cough, but he soon got used to the taste, and the brain didn't feel so dull pain anymore.He sat on the grave and smoked one by one until the sky became more and more gloomy, and when it seemed that raindrops were about to fall, he stood up and patted the soil on his body, hurried down the mountain, and hired a car back to Yueyang county seat.
When he arrived in front of Yan Ming's door, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, secretly laughing at himself that a person of such an age would still be nervous in front of the teacher's office.He took a breath and was about to knock on the door when he heard a voice inside, which was Cheng Nan's voice.
In the room, Yan Ming and Cheng Nan sat facing each other with serious faces.Cheng Nan opened the mouth first: "Instructor Yan, can you give me a cigarette?" Yan Ming took out a cigarette, put one in his mouth, and threw the other to him. He took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and stood up first. I ordered it for Yan Ming, and then ordered it for myself. "There is something that I didn't say yesterday. I was afraid that you and Zhaoshi would be upset if you heard it. I thought, we haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's have a good night first. I have business in the morning, so I didn't dare to say it. Moreover, if I say it, I'm afraid that kid Zhaoshi can smash the meeting room." Yan Ming vaguely sensed something, took two deep breaths, and the smoke filled the space between the two of them, as if he wanted to use the smoke to set up a barrier to prevent him from If you listen, get behind that barrier.It's a pity that the barrier of smoke always dissipates quickly.
"Tell me who"
Cheng Nan swallowed, "Jiang Pu"
Yan Ming stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette, "What happened to him?"
"Sacrificed."
Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking about Cheng Nan's words, "Sacrifice?"
Cheng Nan said with certainty, "Yes, it was a sacrifice. He left Wuhan to continue participating in the Northern Expedition, and died on the battlefield."
"When did this happen?"
Cheng Nan thought for a while, "On the day I came, I called the principal, and I saw that the principal's face changed. He hung up the phone but didn't say a word to me, but the phone is not soundproof, so I heard it. The past two days There should be some news." Sui Jingyuan and Jiang Pu, although they are different from me, I respect them in my heart.Although Jiang Pu is my student, I really think he is better than blue. "
They are all soldiers, and they did not shy away from death, but Yan Ming still couldn't hide his grief, he smashed his fist on the table, "Wisdom will be hurt, strong will be humiliated!"
Zhaoshi put his manuscript at the door and left. He didn't have the courage to go in.He didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to listen to it again. There were only two words "Jiang Pu" and "sacrifice" in his mind.He suddenly remembered that Jiang Pu had entrusted him to visit his mother in his hometown before graduation, so he hurriedly dragged his luggage to the military headquarters, went through the transfer procedures, and then reported to Chen Xiangfan and went to Yueyang.
Zhaoshi saw the news of Jiang Pu's death in the newspaper on the train.
According to the newspaper, Jiang Pu took the lead and rushed straight into the enemy's line, even using himself to attract the enemy's artillery.Zhaoshi threw the newspaper aside and sneered in his heart. Does a No. 1 graduate of the Artillery Department of the Military Academy not know the simple truth of "conceal the body and unleash firepower"?How could this be the bravery of Heng Dao immediately, it was clearly the unwillingness to seek death!Over the years, Jiang Pu has been running between the two parties to mediate contradictions and eliminate internal strife.Zhaoshi always thought that he was outstanding in ability and good at dancing, but now it seems that there are so many grievances and helplessness in it.He deeply hated that he had never really understood this friend, and always pushed all the problems to him at ease, thinking that he must have a solution, but who is the genius?When the two parties broke up, Jiang Pu must have shouldered such a heavy burden. On the one hand, he ran around in many ways wearing the hat of pretending to be a revolution, and on the other hand, he left with the infamy of ungratefulness.In the end, he was still tired of his brilliant talents, and chose the ending that would rather be broken than broken.
The peddler who sold fruit cigarettes on the train was walking around in the carriage, and Zhaoshi stopped him, wanting to buy a pack of cigarettes.Looking at the colorful packaging, I don’t know which one to choose. When I saw a box with "victory" written on it, I pointed to the "victory". For matches, Zhaoshi threw him some money and said, "You don't need to look for it." The peddler went away happily.Looking at the cigarette case in his hand, Zhaoshi thought silently: "I never noticed what brand Jiang Pu usually smokes."
Jiang Pu's home is in a small alley in Matang Town by the Dongting Lake in Yueyang.The path made of bluestone slabs was polished very smooth by the footprints of pedestrians, as shiny as if it had just rained.The smoke from the kitchen was curling up, and the smell of fried peppers was wafting in the alley, and the mothers of every family were calling their cubs to go back to eat.Zhaoshi remembered that when he was in the military academy, leftovers were not allowed according to the regulations, and he couldn't eat chili, so he always secretly picked the chili from his plate to Jiang Pu.Come to think of it, Jiang Pu also had this smell in his home when he was a child.When he walked to the door of Jiang Pu's house, he saw that white lanterns had been raised outside the small courtyard.Suddenly, he dared not go in. He knew that nothing could comfort a mother who had lost her son.He also didn't dare to look at Jiang Pu's mourning hall, or the tablet with that name engraved on it.Turning around, I went to a cloth shop on the main street and tore off a curtain, then asked the shopkeeper for a pen and paper, and hurriedly wrote a few words:
Qu Zi threw himself into the river and finally held grudges, and the Chu palace covered up its sleeves and still worked hard.
Cutting the gown cuts off righteousness and lofty aspirations, and it is worn on the couch as a lap mat.
Putting down the pen, he asked the shop assistant to deliver the banner, and Jiang Pu asked him to bring the few oceans to his family when he graduated.I asked about the location of the Jiang family's ancestral grave, and bought incense candle paper to visit Jiang Pu's father's grave.
Zhaoshi burned incense in front of Jiang Pu's father's grave, kowtowed three times, and then wept mournfully.He didn't know what he was crying for, whether it was Jiang Pu's father, Jiang Pu or himself.In short, he burst into tears and couldn't help himself.Then he took out the pack of cigarettes bought on the train from his pocket and lit it. The first two puffs made him cough, but he soon got used to the taste, and the brain didn't feel so dull pain anymore.He sat on the grave and smoked one by one until the sky became more and more gloomy, and when it seemed that raindrops were about to fall, he stood up and patted the soil on his body, hurried down the mountain, and hired a car back to Yueyang county seat.
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