march to victory

"Ghost~!"

It was another day when the sun was setting and it was a dry place. Zhang Qingshan was in charge of digging pits and lighting fires, Zhou Ping was in charge of tying the horses and bringing out grain, and Zhou Baoyu was in charge of carrying water and washing wild vegetables collected along the way—this It is the advantage of fewer people in terms of food, and it is easy to find wild vegetables.

After Zhou Baoyu fetched water in a small pot, he picked up the bundle of wild vegetables and went to wash them. As a result, when he came to a puddle, he screamed in fright.

Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping looked over at the same time, and saw Zhou Baoyu crawling backwards with hands and feet, wild vegetables scattered everywhere around him, one could tell that he was seriously frightened.

As a member of the Communist Party, Zhang Qingshan should not be superstitious, but because he has lived in a place of superstition for a long time, and his education level is not high, so he is also dubious about ghosts.Zhou Ping is similar to him.

The two put down the things in their hands and took out their guns as they rushed over.

"Baoyu, where are the ghosts?"

"I've never seen a ghost before, and I just opened my eyes today."

The two rushed to Zhou Baoyu's side, held the box cannon and looked around, naturally they were not convinced - we have guns, so we don't believe that we can't kill these monsters and ghosts.

Not seeing the imaginary ghost, the two turned their heads to look at Zhou Baoyu at the same time.Seeing Zhou Baoyu's pale face and trembling lips, obviously not joking, Zhang Qingshan frowned and asked, "Baoyu, is there a ghost?"

"That...there!"

Hearing Zhou Baoyu's trembling words, and looking along his trembling fingers, Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping took a breath at the same time, and immediately understood why Zhou Baoyu was frightened: in the clear water puddle, a The white right hand bone is standing upright, the phalanx is half-clasped, and it is really scary to see it suddenly.

Zhang Qingshan couldn't help but see the image of the last moment of the man with the bone in his hand: this person accidentally fell into it, and at the last moment, he was still instinctively struggling to get out, so his right hand was always upward, and he kept upward because he didn't want to die Grasping, but everything is futile, and in the end, it can only be swallowed by slowly grasping...

"Baoyu, you have been on the battlefield anyway, and have seen life and death, how can you be so frightened by a bone?"

"I... I was about to wash the vegetables, and suddenly I saw this thing popping up in the water. I was really scared~!"

"Okay, let's make a fire and cook quickly, and take the time to rest." Zhang Qingshan shook his head dumbfoundingly, and said, "Old Zhou, you go light the fire, Baoyu will help, and I will wash the vegetables."

Zhou Ping nodded, turned around and took two steps, turned to Zhang Qingshan and said, "Old Zhang, choose another place to wash vegetables."

"We are not afraid of death, why are we afraid of this?"

"It has nothing to do with life or death. It's just that I want to throw up when I think of washing vegetables with dead bodies."

Zhou Baoyu came back to his senses and felt a little ashamed for a moment, but when he heard Zhou Ping's words, he immediately took advantage of the gap and interjected, "Old Zhou, only pregnant women feel like vomiting. Could it be that you are pregnant?"

"Boy, are you looking for a fight... Stop, big or small, let's see how I deal with you today."

Watching them leave while playing, Zhang Qingshan collected the scattered wild vegetables and carried them to another clear water pit to wash.

After washing the vegetables, they returned to the fire, and the three of them continued to chat with each other. Even a wild vegetable can argue about how long it is. This world is too quiet, if you don't take the initiative to talk, if you don't use your voice to break the oppressive feeling generated by this tranquility, you will feel aggrieved and want to go crazy.

But now, Zhang Qingshan talked a lot, especially constantly talking to Zhou Ping on his own initiative, because he had been holding back a question in his mind: the water that Zhou Baoyu called was also drawn from that finger bone.Since Zhou Ping cares about this so much, then, when he drinks the water in the small pot, he will say it himself... Ha!ha!Thinking about Zhou Ping's reaction at that time, it is definitely a very happy thing.

Zhou Ping strictly enforced the sanitation regulations, and boiled the water three times. After feeling clean, he asked, "Old Zhang, should we drink this pot of water as boiling water first, or cook first?"

"Drinking water comes first. Fill the water bottle first." Zhang Qingshan pretended to pick up the water bottle at his waist, shook it, heard the sound of water, and said seriously: "I still have water left." For the second half of the pot, you fill yours first..."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered: Since he was counting Lao Zhou, and Baoyu was so afraid of the hand bone, then Baoyu might as well be counted.So, he turned his head to Zhou Baoyu with a smile and said, "By the way, Baoyu, your kettle should be filled too."

Zhou Baoyu patted the kettle and shook his head without hesitation: "My kettle is still full, so I don't need to add water."

Immediately, Zhou Baoyu looked straight at Zhou Ping and said, "Old Zhou, I'm a little hungry. Quickly fill it up, and cook another pot when it's full."

Seeing you urging Lao Zhou so anxiously, could it be that you have the same thoughts as me?Zhang Qingshan glanced at Zhou Baoyu, then at Zhou Ping, he consciously shut up.

Zhou Ping didn't think much about it. After opening the lid of the kettle, he picked up a spoon to scoop up water and was about to pour water into the mouth of the kettle.

"Old Zhou, how can you just pretend? At least try the water first to see if there is any strange smell." Zhou Baoyu said reproachfully: "Uncle Tashi has specially warned: if there is a strange smell after drinking, it means that the water has not yet tasted. Once it’s cooked, you have to continue to burn it, otherwise, you’ll get sick if you drink it.”

Zhou Ping still didn't think much, and looked at Zhou Baoyu gratefully.Immediately, he brought the spoon to his mouth, blew a few times, took a small sip, and smiled at Zhou Baoyu: "It doesn't smell strange. You can pretend it."

"Really?" Zhou Baoyu said in disbelief, "It's only been burnt a few times and it's all right? Old Zhou, don't lie to me."

"I lied to you to do something. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."

Said, Zhou Ping handed the spoon to Zhou Baoyu.Zhou Baoyu immediately shook his head: "It must not be cooked well, and you want to lie to me again, so I won't be fooled by you. I won't believe you unless you drink all the water."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingshan was finally sure: Zhou Baoyu was exactly what he thought.However, they happened to be watching the play happily, so Zhang Qingshan had to nod along with him solemnly, but his heart was already full of joy, and he was looking forward to the imaginary scene even more.

"You little devil, why are you so suspicious?"

That being said, Zhou Ping was probably really thirsty, and after blowing on the spoon a few times, he drank up the boiling water in the spoon in one gulp.

After confirming that Zhou Ping drank all the water in the spoon, Zhou Baoyu stood up abruptly, pointed at Zhou Ping who was wondering what Zhou Baoyu was going to do while backing away, and laughed: "Old Zhou, you have been fooled. Ha ha……"

Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Baoyu in confusion, and then glanced at Zhang Qingshan blankly.

"Old Zhou, this water was drawn from the bone of that hand, that is to say, what you drank was the water that soaked the corpse... Ha! Ha! Ha..."

"Ha! Ha! Ha..." Zhang Qingshan, who couldn't bear it for a long time, finally had a chance to explode: he pointed at Lao Zhou with one hand, covered his stomach with the other, and finally fell down laughing.

"You... you... vomit~! vomit~!"

Zhou Ping was furious, his face turned blue and white, and he pointed at Zhou Baoyu and Zhang Qingshan with his right index finger. Finally, he threw the spoon, turned around and ran for two steps, squatted on the ground and vomited.

Not only did Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu not intend to comfort them, but they laughed even more unscrupulously.

Zhou Ping vomited three times, and it took more than ten minutes, and he almost spit out the bitter gall water; he rinsed his mouth countless times, and even Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu's water bottles were snatched by him to rinse his mouth, which can be regarded as getting some interest.

It was finally better, and immediately, amidst the laughing laughter of Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu, he flew into a rage.

Rushing over to settle accounts with Zhang Qingshan, the result was equally tragic: when he was evenly matched with Zhang Qingshan, he was attacked by Zhou Baoyu from behind: he hugged his right leg and pulled it, Zhou Ping immediately fell to the sky, and was attacked by Zhang Qingshan and Zhang Qingshan. Zhou Baoyu joined forces under him.

I can only look up to the sky and lament the evil consequences of being unkind: "What the hell did I do in my previous life to join you two bastards on the long march in this life. It's really... really... alas~! Go back and look at the ancestral grave."

This time, Zhou Ping fetched water from other places and boiled it himself, and finally he was able to drink a pot happily.

He was so angry that he was naturally nagging, no, even when he was eating, he was chewing wild vegetables while cursing that the first thing he would do when he returned to the team was never to see them again.

In the end, it was Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu who swore to never tell this matter, and promised not to mention it in the future, Zhou Ping felt better.

After eating and resting, none of the three mentioned how to deal with the hand bone and the corpse under it, because Zhang Qingshan had mentioned this kind of thing before: along the way, there will definitely be many sacrificed comrades in arms Then, in order to ensure that the physical strength can keep up, and to reduce unnecessary risks, the three of them unanimously agreed that if internal and external conditions permit, the remains of the sacrificed comrades-in-arms can be buried.But like the hand bone and the corpse under it, it belongs to the risky category - one can tell that the risk of the puddle is huge, even more dangerous than the swamp, at least, the swamp will swallow you bit by bit, Others still have a chance to rescue you, but if you accidentally fall into this puddle, it will be troublesome, or even swallow it directly, and it will be too late to save you.It's better to be alive.

Early the next morning, when they set off, the three of them rubbed dirt for incense, which was a kind of memorial to this comrade in arms.Everyone said a few memorial words, saluted the army, and left.

Less than 30 meters away from the small dry place, the three of them walked side by side as before.

Not knowing whether it was because he was deeply impressed by the corpse, or because he still remembered the frightened scene yesterday, Zhou Baoyu turned his head while walking.

Zhou Ping on the side thought that Zhou Baoyu was thinking about teasing him about 'drinking water' yesterday, so he glared at him viciously, and said, "Little devil, don't hurry up, what are you thinking... If you dare to say a word, I will immediately put you down." You put it there and take a bath."

Zhou Baoyu turned his head and glared at him angrily, and opened his mouth to say something, but who knows, he didn't notice his foot, and suddenly stepped on the side, and his body fell directly to the left, Zhou Baoyu was so frightened that he grabbed a pile of water plants with all his might Shouting: "Brother! Save me, save me quickly..."

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