Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Calls came into the combat command center from all directions, some reporting and some asking questions.

The superiors asked how the battle was fought, where the shells came from, where the shells that could fire so far came from, etc.

But the combat command didn't know, and they didn't arrange an attack in that direction.

So at the command, a temporarily formed force went deep into the area to investigate the truth.

Zeng Wangcai launched a random bombing, which directly destroyed the command center so much that no one dared to rest all night long.

In the morning light, news from the joint forces finally came back, and the result shocked the entire command center - a secret enemy assembly point was discovered, with almost all the enemies inside wiped out, and the ground was littered with disabled people and dead bodies with broken limbs.

The command center did not dare to delay and immediately called to report.

The higher authorities were confused when they received the report. Who did it?

Many people have had this question. Some people remember the storm at sea and the situation was so similar.

Finally, Yang Yongan, who got the news, asked his superiors where Zeng Wangcai was.

......

Command.

The top commander held a document in his hand, which was a message from Zeng Wangcai:

"Dear leader, we are leaving! We believe that the enemy has a conspiracy somewhere, and we decided to go out and look for it... Let me reiterate, we are not disobeying orders. If we fail to come back, we will be sacrificed. I hope our sacrifice will not be in vain..."

The supreme commander's face was livid, and the inability to contact Zeng Wangcai seemed to confirm the worst outcome.

Zeng Wangcai is here, and he has been asked many times to ensure Zeng Wangcai's safety, which is why Zeng Wangcai's troops have not moved.

But now, the person is gone!

"Check, what's going on..."

The result of the investigation was that they found the logistics department. Zeng Wangcai called back twice before he left.

The deputy director of the logistics department was scolded: "I said that Zeng Wangcai is in your logistics department. Anything related to him must be handled carefully and reported to us if necessary. Why didn't you report it? Why did you intercept his call to the headquarters? Now you are satisfied..."

Despite the scolding and punishment, the fact that Zeng Wangcai was "sacrificed" cannot be changed.

In Sijiu City, Yang Yongan sat in his study, looking at his old friend opposite him with a painful expression, and he himself felt even more painful.

"Blame me..." Yang Yongan grabbed his hair in self-blame. The cigarette on his left hand was almost burning his fingers, but he didn't even feel it. "If I hadn't suggested that he join the army, he wouldn't have clamored to go to the battlefield. If he hadn't gone to the battlefield, this wouldn't have happened."

"It has already happened. Think about how to tell his family..."

"Yeah, how do I explain it?" Yang Yongan threw away his cigarette, took a breath and stood up, "I'll go over there!"

Siheyuan.

Zhang Xiuzhi asked for leave. She had to because Zeng Wangcai had died again.

This news is in the Siheyuan, and currently only Zhang Xiuzhi knows it. Now she is facing a difficulty. How can she overcome this hurdle?

Tell me in advance. When someone comes, what if the family members behave unnaturally or something bad happens?

If I don’t tell you in advance, the news of “sacrifice” will definitely scare people.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xiuzhi felt that between two evils, she should choose the lesser evil and said!

She came to the main room and saw Chen Yumei making breakfast, while Zeng Youqian was using the little free time to look at something.

"Xiuzhi, it's time to eat!" Chen Yumei called.

"Auntie, there is something...I want to say something!"

A few minutes later, Zhang Xiuzhi carefully told the story, and then saw that the two people opposite her were both dumbfounded.

After a while, Zeng Youqian touched his head and said, "You mean, Wangcai said he died? What kind of thing is this......"

I can't understand it.

This was all thanks to Zeng Youqian having worked as a factory manager for a period of time, as a result of his increased experience, Chen Yumei was now in an even worse situation.

Chen Yumei was holding a spatula in her hand, her eyes were confused, and it was obvious that her brain had burned out.

What does it mean? My son seems to be dead but not dead. Is that what it means?

Zhang Xiuzhi had to spend a lot of time explaining, and it took another half a day before Zeng Youqian finally understood.

"You bastard, how will this end?" Zeng Youqian, who had gotten through, couldn't help but curse. "It's easy to just leave me and his mother at home, but what about his grandmother? Did he say when the matter would be resolved?"

Ten years, no, fourteen years?

Zhang Xiuzhi didn't dare to tell the time Zeng Wangcai estimated, and to be honest, she herself couldn't accept it. How many decades could a person have?

"What he meant was, once he's settled down and lets you go over, we'll all go over!"

"where to?"

"Ejima!"

"No..."

......

forecourt..

A mourning hall was set up in the center, just outside Zeng Wangcai's house.

There is an incense burner in front of Zeng Wangcai's photo, and a bunch of incense sticks are scattered next to the incense burner.

"A guest has arrived..."

Guests came in one by one, presented flower baskets or wreaths, and then went to the incense burner to light three incense sticks.

Xiaoqiang and Laifu cried until their voices became hoarse.

The neighbors in the courtyard who wanted to help but couldn't help were all silent. There were so many people coming that they had to sit in the back yard because there was no room to stand in the front yard.

After this scene, the people in the Siheyuan realized how extensive Zeng Wangcai’s network of contacts was.

"We mourn the death of Comrade Zeng Wangcai with heavy hearts..."

After the end, Zhang Xiuzhi sent Xiaoqiang and Laifu, who were tired of crying, to the house to sleep, and returned to the main house alone.

Chen Yumei washed her face and rubbed her sore eyes: "What is this? What did my mother say?"

"I don't know either!" Zeng Youqian was also very worried.

He had said before that he would not go to the place his son had chosen, but he knew in his heart that he would not be able to bear it if his son really did not come back for more than ten years.

"Or, let's just listen to the boss and wait until things are settled over there, then we can all go over there," Chen Yumei suggested.

"It's easy to go there, but hard to come back." Zeng Youqian sighed, "Even if my mother is willing to go, she won't stay long. It's hard to leave her hometown. Every Qingming Festival, she has to sit at my father's grave for half the night. If she can't see him for more than ten years, she will go crazy. But if I don't go, I love my eldest son... It's a dilemma."

"How about this!" Zhang Xiuzhi thought for a moment and said, "If Wangcai lets us go, he can let us come back. You don't go. I'll take a leave and go once. Aunt and grandma will go once. When we come back, we'll say we're visiting distant relatives."

"It's so far away, how can we get there?"

"Let him figure it out?"

"It's so far away, how can I get back?"

"Let him figure it out..."

Zhang Xiuzhi was also very worried. Knowing the secret was not a good thing.

But at the moment, it seems that this is the best way.

It was agreed that the liaison matter would be handed over to Zhang Xiuzhi.

When Zhang Xiuzhi returned to the front yard, it was already dark, but there was a man standing at the door - Han Qiaosheng.

"Sister, please accept my condolences. I will take care of my brother-in-law's family from now on..."