The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 687 The Old Man Seeking Help
Early the next morning, Song Zhigang saw Ding Xiaojun with two dark circles under his eyes, and asked involuntarily, "You haven't slept all night, have you?"

Ding Xiaojun smiled slightly: "I've been lost for a while, it's okay."

"Why don't you catch up on your sleep. It's fine for me to take care of the distance in the morning. You are saying that the work should be finished today." Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun's state and said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll just take care of it by the side, otherwise I won't worry."

The two spoke in a very low voice, but it still woke up the others. The student who was on the bed next to Ding Xiaojun opened his eyes and struggled to get up.

"Squad Leader Ding, Team Song, good morning." The student said hello to the two of them first.

"How do you feel?" Ding Xiaojun said, reaching out to touch the student's forehead.

The student felt being cared for, and replied softly: "It's much better, I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Ding Xiaojun, who touched the student's forehead, withdrew his hand again, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "The fever is gone, it should be fine."

Song Zhigang also looked at the student: "You boy, you must follow the key points with Squad Leader Ding in the future. Squad Leader Ding has guarded you all night for your illness. If you want to change me, I can't do it."

The student looked at Ding Xiaojun again, saw his eyes with dark circles, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Squad Leader Ding."

Ding Xiaojun patted the student on the shoulder, stood up, and said softly: "Okay, get up, you've been lying down for so long, and if you don't get up and move, your whole body should be sore."

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In the middle of the morning, the bridge had already been capped, and the bridge deck had begun to be paved. Ding Xiaojun ran to the villagers' homes, borrowed a straw rope, and came back to the edge of the bridge deck. The straw rope, puzzled.

"Squad Leader Ding, what are you doing with this straw rope?" Song Zhigang asked while busy.

"It's used to treat the bridge deck. By the way, don't rush to lay the fine cement on it. Put the bridge rails on both sides of the bridge first." Ding Xiaojun said from the side.

"I've thought of this a long time ago, and I'll do it later." Song Zhigang replied, but still took another look at the straw rope in Ding Xiaojun's hand. He still didn't know how the straw rope was used to treat the bridge deck.

With more people and more strength, the work speed will be faster, and soon the bridge railing will be completed. At this time, Ding Xiaojun inadvertently saw an elderly villager standing not far from Song Zhigang, looking at Song Zhigang, as if there was something wrong with him. What is it.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaojun walked over: "Master, what's the matter with you?"

When the elderly villagers heard the question, they turned around, looked at Ding Xiaojun, pointed at Song Zhigang again, and said, "I'm looking for your senior official."

"Old Song, I'm looking for you. Come here." Ding Xiaojun looked at Song Zhigang and said.

"Okay, here we come." Song Zhigang got up, shook the water, and walked over.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun and asked.

"This uncle has something to do with you." Ding Xiaojun told the elderly villagers beside him.

Song Zhigang heard the words, turned his head to look at the elderly villagers, and asked gently: "Master, what's the matter with you, please tell me."

The old man looked at Song Zhigang, put his hand into his pocket, and tremblingly took out a cloth bag from his pocket.

Ding Xiaojun and Song Zhigang didn't know what the elderly villagers were going to do, so they could only wait.

The elderly old man opened the cloth bag with trembling hands. At this moment, Ding Xiaojun and Song Zhi just discovered that the old man's cloth bag contained a pack of soft clouds that had been opened, and the old man handed the cigarette to Song Zhigang.

"I know you are their senior official, and they all listen to you. See if you can ask your soldiers to help me down and repair the road in front of my house." The old man looked at Song Zhigang and asked for help. .

Ding Xiaojun stretched out his hand and pushed back the cigarette handed by the old man: "Master, it is right for you to help you build the road. We are the people's soldiers. Serving the people is our purpose. Take this cigarette back quickly. We can't take it away." Yes, in this way, I will take a few people to walk with you now."

Ding Xiaojun could see that the pack of cigarettes kept by the old man must have been stored for a long time. From his careful look, one could guess that he was not willing to part with the cigarettes, but he prepared them for an errand. It was sealed, indicating that the old man had asked others for help before.

The uncle glanced at Ding Xiaojun, then handed the cigarette to Song Zhigang: "You are a senior official here, so I will trust you."

Song Zhigang smiled wryly, and pushed back the cigarette in the uncle's hand: "Master, I can't take this cigarette, you take it back, Squad Leader Ding said, take someone to repair the road for your house, and I will definitely repair it for you, don't worry Well, our people's soldiers don't receive compensation from the people."

The old man was a little puzzled: "What he said can be taken seriously, isn't it you who are the high-ranking official here? I have also been a soldier, and I know that the one with the star is a high-ranking official."

"Master, don't worry, of course what he said is true, I can still lie to you, other things, he is the one with the most right to speak here, you see, he is the teacher of my soldiers, you say he talks Can you take it seriously?" Song Zhigang explained again.

"Teacher, isn't that the teacher? Aren't you soldiers?" The old man became even more puzzled after hearing Song Zhigang's words.

Song Zhigang was helpless, he really couldn't explain clearly to the uncle, so he could only say helplessly: "Master, we are soldiers, but what he said is serious."

"They are soldiers, you are not, you are an official, you are different from them." The old man said something to Song Zhigang that made him even more troubled.

Fortunately, all the students now have their internship badges. If they all changed their ranks, it would surprise the uncle. I'm afraid that at that time, the uncle would say that only one soldier is a group of officials.

"Master, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll ask Squad Leader Ding to take someone to repair the road for you." Song Zhigang could only send the old man away at this time.

Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun helplessly, then called a few people to follow Ding Xiaojun.

"Master, look at the people applauding, you can take them there." Song Zhigang arranged the people, looked at the uncle again and said.

"Thank you, leader." After the old man finished speaking, he handed out the cigarette again.

Song Zhigang waved his hand: "Master, take back the cigarettes, and take them there quickly. You see, I'm still busy, so I won't accompany you for now."

"Master, let's go, we will build the road for your house." Ding Xiaojun turned to the uncle, and said softly with a smile.

The old man handed the cigarette to Ding Xiaojun again: "You senior officials don't smoke, so you smoke. I heard from your senior officials that you are the squad leader, and you are big and small."

"Okay, then I'll put it away first." Ding Xiaojun said, accepting the cigarettes handed over by the old man, he could see that if the cigarettes were not taken away, the old man hadn't finished yet.

(End of this chapter)