Siheyuan: Since 51

The brigade commander was stunned at first, then a look of delight appeared on his face. He reached out to pick up the statue, admired it carefully, smacked his lips, and asked casually.

"Oh, you carved it yourself?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, "How is it? Does it look like it? Your demeanor is fully displayed, right?"

The brigade commander smiled even more, but began to complain.

"What kind of look is this, you little brat? My fame has been ruined by you!"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then tried to make amends.

"Are you kidding? This makes you seem more down-to-earth. It should be said that you come from the people and go to the people."

The brigade commander held the statue, looked at it left and right, couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and suddenly stood up.

"Okay, you're right, I'll go put it away first."

Five minutes later, the brigade commander sat down again.

After chatting for a while and smoking a cigarette, Lin Zhiyuan took out the manuscript paper and handed it over.

"Uncle Chen, take a look. Here are the three military songs I promised you."

The brigade commander was slightly startled, then came to his senses in an instant, "So fast?"

As he spoke, he picked up the manuscript paper and began to read it. Although he couldn't understand the melody, he could still understand the lyrics.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and replied, "I wrote a book before, and I have a semi-finished product."

The first song is "The Battle Song of a Strong Army".

Looking at the lyrics, the brigade commander nodded repeatedly and raised his hand to signal, "Come on, sing it for me."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't hesitate and spoke directly.

"Listen, the horn of a new journey is blowing..."

After listening to the speech, the brigade commander slapped his thigh and praised him nonstop, "Great, great, very passionate."

As he said this, he turned to the second page and raised his hand gently, "Sing."

Lin Zhiyuan adjusted his mood and started singing.

"It's a fine morning..."

The smile on the brigade commander's face became even more intense, and he couldn't help but say, "Always being prepared is the style of our army."

As he spoke, he came to the third poem, lowered his head to look at the lyrics, and raised his hand to signal again.

Lin Zhiyuan hesitated a little and said that his brother had said that although this song was good, it would be easy to get beaten if he sang it to a soldier. He didn't know whether it was true or not...

After waiting for a long time and hearing no sound, the brigade commander looked up and said, "Sing!"

Lin Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and spoke.

"The cold wind blows the fallen leaves, the army is a green flower..."

After singing a song, Lin Zhiyuan felt that he was in trouble.

A true man of iron and blood, the brigade commander's eyes were red.

"Uncle Chen, that... I am..."

Lin Zhiyuan was really panicked for a moment. Was he really going to be beaten?

"It's just something I felt inspired to write. If you think it's not suitable, I have another half-finished song. I can give it to you after a little bit of polishing."

The brigade commander stood up expressionlessly and said, "Come with me."

The two came to the brigade commander's study.

The brigade commander pointed at the desk and said, "Sit down."

Lin Zhiyuan was terrified. He sat at his desk, blaming himself in his heart. Look, I didn't listen to my brother and got into trouble.

The brigade commander took out some manuscript paper from the bookshelf and placed it on the table. "Write out your semi-finished product."

Lin Zhiyuan did not hesitate and lowered his head to start writing.

In order to make it more realistic, I wrote and drew, and revised it back and forth for more than an hour, and the new song was completed.

The brigade commander reached out and picked up the manuscript paper, "Sing."

"I am a soldier, I come from the common people..."

After listening to it, the brigade commander did not comment, but waved his hand and said, "Let's go and talk in the courtyard."

The two of them came into the yard and sat down.

"Zhiyuan, it's none of your business."

The brigade commander sighed deeply and began to mutter.

"'Green Flowers in the Army' is a good song, with sincere feelings. When listening to it, I can't help but recall the past, one battle after another, and countless good men..."

Listening patiently, Lin Zhiyuan felt the same way and slowly let go of his worries.

Ten minutes later, seeing that the atmosphere had grown a little chilly, the brigade commander adjusted his glasses and cursed with a smile.

"You little brat, you really know how to capture people's hearts. No wonder the book "Grandma" has attracted so many curses and made people shed so many tears for nothing. You deserve it!"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "If we talk about touching stories, it has to be the sons and daughters of China. I just presented that story to you through words."

"You are very modest."

After praising him, the brigade commander asked with a smile, "Tell me, do you have any semi-finished products?"

Lin Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he felt that the brigade commander had taken advantage of the opportunity to trick him. He shook his head and said, "No."

The brigade commander smiled heartily, "That's fine."

Lin Zhiyuan was certain of his thoughts and remained unmoved. "I really don't have that."

Next, they chatted about everything under the sun.

The brigade commander talked about more and more topics, and Lin Zhiyuan responded less and less.

At the end, the brigade commander pointed his finger and pretended to be angry: "You are young, but you are so deep."

After having a meal, Lin Zhiyuan said goodbye.

Before leaving, the brigade commander came forward and winked, "Boy, you still don't have enough concentration!"

As he said this, he waved his hand and laughed, "From now on, come and sit with me more often on Sundays."

"Okay, Uncle Chen, I'm going home first!"

After saying that, Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips, pedaled hard, and plunged into the night.

While riding my bike, I kept complaining in my heart. I took all precautions, but it was all in vain. I was so depressed...

But let’s talk about the brigade commander.

He closed the gate, hummed a little tune, and walked side by side with Mrs. Chen into the house.

Mrs. Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Look how happy you are. What's the matter? Are you bullying Zhiyuan again?"

The brigade commander winked and said, "How can this be considered bullying? I like this guy more and more..."

After listening patiently, Mrs. Chen rolled her eyes and said, "Isn't this bullying?"

"Well, I was really sad at the time. Who knew he would lose his temper and confess?"

The brigade commander spread his hands and said, "This is not my fault."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and snorted again, "Are you ready, fellow soldiers..."

Mrs. Chen said angrily, "Can't you just change someone else?"

The brigade commander raised his eyebrows and said, "Who else? Who wouldn't be timid when seeing me? Besides, they have to be talented too!"

Go back inside the house.

The brigade commander walked to the statue again, slowly picked it up, and muttered, "From the people, to the people, that's a very good saying."

Suddenly, he had an idea and glanced sideways, "Xiaoya, I want to invite a few people to come to my house for dinner in the next few days."

a few days later.

After Liu Haizhong invited her many times, Wang Xiuyun finally accepted and came to attend the whole hospital meeting.

He did not show up directly, but deliberately arrived a few minutes late and hid in the hallway again.

At the square table.

Yi Zhonghai sat in the middle, muttering to himself, I didn't hear anything happened, why did Old Liu want to hold a meeting out of the blue?

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses, picked up the teacup and took a sip, intending to just listen and not say anything.

Liu Haizhong stood up with high spirits and looked around.

"Everyone, today, the reason for holding a meeting of the whole institute is mainly..."

Just when the emotions were brewing, Xu Fugui stood up and interrupted, "Second Uncle, before you say anything, can you let me tell you something first?"