A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 50 Two Letters

The last day of countdown to the technical assessment.

Feng Yuxiu put down the book of more than 600 pages.

For the first time, his eyes became dull and confused.

The earth is no longer the earth, but various illusory tanks and guns floating around.

Looking up at the sky, he could even see the tip of a 105mm tank shell pointed at him.

"That's about it. I can't watch any more. I'm hallucinating."

I recited non-stop without sleep, even recalling it in my dreams.

He finally managed to recall the general outline of this military data book.

However, based on his experience of learning martial arts in his previous life, the content of the assessment is likely to exceed the outline.

As long as he passed the test, any other assessment would come after his physical training.

"Third Master, Third Master, I have something to talk to you about!"

Feng Yuxiu was planning to go to the cafeteria to eat when he was met by Bai Tiejun.

"Who's looking for me?"

Bai Tiejun chuckled, put his hands behind his back and said with a mysterious smile: "Guess."

Feng Yuxiu sneered and turned away.

"No, there are two letters for you! One was sent five days ago, and the other was sent three days ago."

Feng Yuxiu stopped and turned around. Who would write him two letters?
"Give it to me." Feng Yuxiu stretched out his right hand.

Bai Tiejun didn't joke and directly handed the envelope to Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu held the gauze in both hands, as it was inconvenient for him to grab it, so he could only hold the envelope.

"Let me warn you, nothing happens for no reason. You still have one day to review."

Bai Tiejun scratched his ears and said, "Third Master, this matter..."

Feng Yuxiu was too lazy to listen to the nonsense and left.

For Bai Tiejun, his initial training method was to take a different approach, but now it seems too slow.

It can be considered a semi-finished experimental product, but for him it is already a huge improvement.

Feng Yuxiu was too lazy to care about him anymore. This kind of person had no hope of making progress, and whether he stayed or left in the future had nothing to do with him.

Under the osmanthus tree, Feng Yuxiu sat on the ground and looked at two letters.

One letter was sent from Lao Ma, and the other was from Xia Rongshu Village.

Feng Yuxiu first opened the envelope sent by Lao Ma.

"Sanduo, I've been assigned. The environment here is pretty good and relaxing. My colleagues are all very welcoming. It took me a while to adapt after leaving the army."

"I've figured it out recently. I've lost my energy and spirit, and it has nothing to do with the environment. My instructor often told me that I blamed the environment for my decline. Now I understand it's all my own fault."

"It's good to leave early. At least I feel relieved."

"Are you doing okay in the army? Have you integrated with your comrades? Actually, I've wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I was afraid it would be too abrupt. You have to change the army, but I can't let you change the atmosphere of the army. Treat the army as your home and work hard."

"I'm very good at judging people. You can go further."

Feng Yuxiu smiled. Old Ma was finally living a comfortable life. Staying in the army was too depressing for him.

Moreover, the army is speeding up, and he cannot keep up with the pace of reform, so he will be discharged sooner or later.

The rest is just some miscellaneous daily stuff, like going out on patrol every day to do trivial things.

He also plans to go on a blind date and start a family soon.

Put away Lao Ma’s envelope.

Feng Yuxiu finally set his eyes on the letter from home.

It had been almost a year, and he had never thought of writing home.

In fact, after joining the army, he gradually forgot about his home under the banyan tree.

But he opened the envelope anyway.

The handwriting above is very standard, standard regular script, written with a fountain pen.

It's obvious that someone was ghostwritten for you.

"Son, are you doing okay in the army? Are you not being bullied? Everything is fine at home. Your eldest brother is helping out with the goods at the village chief's store. He makes 130 yuan a month."

"Erhe always wants to go outside, but I tell him not to. Why? Because it's a mess outside, and he can't do anything.

Dad is old and might die any day. My two sons are useless and I won’t care about them anymore after they bury me.”

"Dad is most worried about you. You've been a coward and a loser since you were little, getting bullied every day. You son of a bitch..."

The words "turtle son" were smudged with ink, but the specific font could still be seen. "Son, if you find the army difficult and you're being bullied and can't stand it anymore, come back. Dad will ask someone to find you a job and a peasant woman to live with. Widow Wang is a good choice, even though she has a three-year-old son..."

Feng Yuxiu frowned and took a deep breath.

"Son, can you come back to see me during the Chinese New Year this year? If it's not convenient, can you write me a letter? I'm most worried about you."

Feng Yuxiu silently put down the envelope, closed his eyes and slowly leaned against the tree trunk.

The scene at the train station came to mind.

Xu Baishun was beaten by two thugs, but he still followed the train with his eyes and shouted at them to stay alive.

His family lives in Xiarongshu and is a five-guarantee household.

Xu Baishun lost his wife at an early age and raised his three sons alone.

All three of his sons were bachelors, and they were the laughing stock of the village, often pointed at and talked about at night.

So far, there is no money to repair the two leaky and dilapidated houses in the family.

Feng Yuxiu took out a pen from his pocket and finally put it down.

He wanted Xu Baishun to do business and make a fortune.

However, if these three uneducated farmers start a business, they will be chewed up by the merchants until nothing is left.

They simply cannot keep their wealth.

He didn't take what he said to Erhe seriously.

Yes, how could a farmer who only attended a private school get close to Ma Huateng?

He took it for granted.

But I still wrote back two letters.

The message to Lao Ma was: Don’t worry, squad leader, I’m doing well in the army, you take care of yourself too, if I retire I’ll come to have a drink with you.

But when he looked at the letter from home, Feng Yuxiu fell completely silent.

He held the pen between two fingers and couldn't write for a long time.

What to say?

He has no so-called family affection in his heart.

I only spent a month with this family.

Can……

Feng Yuxiu finally started writing, and he wrote very slowly and carefully.

"I can't go home for the Lunar New Year. New recruits are not allowed to visit their families. I have been selling vegetables in the countryside and can't make much money. When I came here, I looked at the mountains over there. They are rich in minerals and materials, so I can do some business."

After thinking about it, I feel that these sentences are too standardized.

Feng Yuxiu continued to write, "Wait until I can make something of myself..."

He blotted out the words.

He added, "Don't work hard at home. You'll get sick easily if you don't eat enough leftovers. I sent you some money. If it's not enough, tell me."

After finishing writing, Feng Yuxiu sighed. He didn't have much money.

It won't last long for a family of three to survive.

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"Borrow money?" Gao Cheng frowned and looked at Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu nodded and said, "My family is poor, we are a five-guarantee household, and we still have to pay public grain. I will lend you some money and I will pay it back as soon as possible."

Gao Cheng turned and walked into the office. When he came out, he was holding an envelope in his hand. "This is all I have. You don't have to rush to give me the money. I don't need it."

Feng Yuxiu pinched his heart and trembled a little, "I will return it to you."

"No, no, just perform well. How are your preparations for tomorrow's technical assessment going?"

After coming out of the company headquarters, Feng Yuxiu looked down at the three thousand yuan in the envelope.

This is enough for the low-priced village of Xiarongshu to live frugally for a long time.

-

"Everyone assemble!"

A whistle broke the silence of the early morning.

"Assemble!"

The lights in the 7th Steel Company suddenly came on.

The group army’s technical assessment officially begins!
(End of this chapter)