I became a cannon fodder and watched the drama in the period novels.

Chapter 54 Train
"Hey, Old Shen, this just ended, we won a great victory." Hearing the good news, Chief Shen happily said "good" three times, and then he asked: "How did Qingfei perform this time?"

The voice on the other end paused, then spoke slowly: "Before, it was wartime, so I couldn't tell you. Now that it's over, I can tell you the situation." Upon hearing this, Chief Shen felt that something might have happened to Song Qingfei.

Sure enough, he heard the person on the other end say, "Qing Fei's plane crashed, but luckily he survived. He was seriously injured and sent to the hospital. Although he is awake now, he has amnesia. We have contacted a doctor in the Magic City to send him there."

When Chief Shen heard this, he was about to go over, but the other end said, "We have something else to ask, but it's not convenient to talk about it over the phone. We'll talk about it in person when you come to Shanghai." When Chief Shen heard this, he knew that this matter might not be simple. He quickly agreed, hung up the phone, and started packing his luggage.

Du Lan saw Chief Shen hurriedly packing his things and asked him, "Why are you packing all of a sudden? Are you going on a business trip?"

Chief Shen did not tell her about Song Qingfei's injury, thinking that he would tell his family after he went to Shanghai to confirm the situation, so as to save his family from worrying so far away, but it was useless.

Commander Shen only said that he had a mission and was in a hurry, so he had to set off overnight. Then he packed his things and went out without saying goodbye to his children at home.

In the early morning, there were still dewdrops on the grass in the countryside. On a winding railway, a military green train was coming from the distance. The people on the train woke up one after another and began to line up to go to the toilet.

Unlike the crowded hard seat carriages, the sleeper carriages are very clean and tidy. People are washing up in groups of three or four, and some are walking through the carriages to the dining car to eat.

In a carriage, Gu Ting, who had just woken up, gently asked the man sitting on the bed opposite: "Qingfei, are you hungry? I'll go buy you something to eat." Hearing her question, Song Qingfei raised his head and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Tingting."

Seeing the man she loved looking at her so tenderly, Gu Ting's heart almost melted. She shook her head and said, "It's not hard." As she said that, she wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no one in the carriage to go up and kiss Song Qingfei.

But as soon as she stepped forward, Song Qingfei turned his head away and said, "Tingting, wait until we get married, then don't do that. It will be bad for you. I hope to give you the greatest respect." Song Qingfei said as he gently fixed the other person's hair.

After hearing this, Gu Ting did not think much about it, but nodded with a red face, then walked out of the carriage reluctantly and went to the dining car to buy food.

After seeing everyone leave, Song Qingfei went to the bathroom in the sleeper car and washed his hands, which had just touched Gu Ting, over and over again.

"Meijuan, what did you buy?" As soon as she got to work today, her colleague saw Bai Meijuan holding a thin book in her hand, so she asked her curiously. After hearing this, Bai Meijuan happily showed the book in her hand and introduced it: "This is a new magazine published by the Dongfanghong newspaper, which specializes in publishing stories. There are two issues every week, and this is the first issue."

"Oh? Really? Then you take a look at the story first and see if it's good. If it's good, I'll buy it when you come back." The colleague was also very interested. Hearing her say that, Bai Meijuan said generously: "No need, I'll go first. If it's good, I'll lend it to you directly." "Okay, if it's good, we'll come back and each of us will be responsible for buying one issue a week, and we'll read it together." Hearing what her colleague said, Bai Meijuan felt good, nodded in agreement, and then began to flip through the book and read.

She first opened the catalog and saw that there was a story whose author was Feixiang. She immediately became interested and quickly turned to the corresponding page. The name of the story was printed in big letters on it, "My College Entrance Examination Notice Was Stolen."

This name is really attractive, especially since you can take the college entrance examination this year. This name is exactly what the current hot topics are. Many people who bought the magazine were attracted by the name and read the content.

The story begins with a young man named Sun Lei who graduated from high school. It happened that the country encouraged educated young people to go to the countryside, so he actively responded to the country's call and became an educated young person.

Sun Lei took a train to the countryside. He looked at the acres of farmland and worked with his fellow farmers, but he was not as good as the farmers at farm work. He felt that he was lagging behind, so he began to think: what was the difference between these educated youth who went to the countryside and the farmers?
Later, he thought that the farmers were good at planting, while they, the educated youth, had knowledge.

So he found the village chief and said he wanted to set up a rural cooperative to develop their village. After listening to his plans and ideas, and looking at the villagers who were suffering all day long, and the educated city youth who didn't know how to do farm work at all, the village chief took Sun Lei to the commune to apply to set up a rural cooperative, but was opposed by the commune secretary.

Sun Lei didn't believe it. He told the village chief that the secretary didn't want them to do it because he didn't trust them. So they should make some achievements first and show the secretary. Who knows, then the secretary might agree.

After discussing it, the two decided to do it. Sun Lei first held a meeting with all the educated youth and asked them what their families did. Later, he learned that one of the educated youths worked in an oil factory in the county not far from here. They had a discarded oil press. Thinking that there were a lot of soybeans in this village, they asked the educated youth to write a letter to his family and ask them to help sell the discarded second-hand oil press to them. As for the money, Sun Lei had thought about it. They would owe it in the name of the village brigade and pay it back when they came back to make money.

In order to convince the factory to sell them an oil press on credit, Sun Lei decided to go to the oil factory with the educated youth. They went there with a letter of introduction from the village chief.

Sun Lei found the director of the oil factory and asked to buy an old oil press on credit. At first the director was reluctant. Sun Lei said it would be a waste to keep the machine and no one would want it, so it would be better to give it to their village team. Their village would not run away and would definitely pay the factory back when the time comes.

Besides, this is a good thing to help rural construction. They can also contact newspapers to come and take photos and do interviews to promote our oil factory. Finally, the factory director thought about it and agreed. There was no use for the oil press there anyway.

One of Sun Lei's fellow educated youth had a family that worked at a newspaper company. He had already made arrangements before coming. He quickly called the newspaper company to come for an interview, and also learned how to use the machine with the educated youth, preparing to come back and teach everyone how to operate it.

"Oh my god, this Sun Lei is such a talent." This sigh was just heard by Shen Feifei, who was now sitting on a train to Shanghai with her master. Seeing a young man opposite her reading the newly published magazine Dongfanghong, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

(End of this chapter)