Seventy Zero Farm Home Yard Everyday Days

Chapter 3

The name of the receiver was written on the telegram: Hao Shaodong Address

: 628 Farm Telegram

contents: I am Chen Yeyun Are you willing to marry
me
Chen Yeyun practiced a good hand, Juan Xiu was relaxed, and his heart was pleasing to the eye. The comrade in charge of the office looked at the words and looked up at the people, and his heart was astonished.

"This is my doll's parent, and there will be less contact as the days go by..." Chen Yeyun explained to herself as she looked at her surging eyes and opened her mouth wide enough to plug the egg.

Of course, that's right, and it's not true.

At that time, Hao Wei and Chen Zhiguo were in the same war zone, but they were only from a famous family and a grassroots origin. But the two were born and died on the battlefield, but they formed a deep revolutionary relationship.

Hao Wei half-jokingly said that he wanted to let the two families get married, come to kiss each other, but the two families were sons, and they could only make an appointment with their grandchildren to set up a doll parent, and after saying that, they also gave a bullet shell as a souvenir.

Later, Hao Wei was promoted all the way, Chen Zhiguo retired from the army and returned to his hometown, and in the first few years he still passed on a letter, in which the two agreed on the marriage of his grandson Hao Shaodong and his grandson Chen Yeyun, who had already been born, and Hao Wei also brought his ten-year-old grandson Hao Shaodong to see the family of his old comrades-in-arms when he was on duty.

But after a long time, the outside was chaotic again, and the two families had changed places, and the contact between the two families was conveniently broken.

Until the year before, Hao Wei inquired in many ways, and found his old comrade-in-arms Chen Zhiguo accompanied by Hao Shaodong.

"Comrade, comrade." The clerk of the post office recalled Chen Yeyun, who was immersed in the memory, she had just been married, and her face had the happy smile of the newlywed Yan'er, "I can definitely find it, I see that you are a blessed one, and then you will get married with the object, and the days will be good."

"May be." Chen Yeyun thought of something and asked her, "If you shoot an urgent telegram, how long will it take to receive it?"

"Three or four hours of expedition, but expedited is expensive, and the price has doubled."

Chen Yeyun seemed to have made up her mind and insisted on shooting an expedited telegram, which would take several days and she could not afford to wait.

"That's a total of two cents and six cents."

The clerk took a handful of loose tickets, there are zero and whole, a look is a long time, she sighed in her heart, this is really in love, ah, can't help but have some feelings.

"This is the telegraph fee receipt, you write down the home address, and then the courier will send you home."

Chen Yeyun nodded and stepped out of the door of the post office holding a telegram receipt that had been spent more than one piece.

Coming out of the post office, Chen Yeyun went to the supply and marketing agency to buy some things. At this moment, the old man had changed his face, the clouds were dense, the wind was howling, and he looked gloomy.

She stood waiting for the donkey car under the old locust tree at the entrance of the county, and Second Uncle Li said that he would rush to the village at about this time.

This time the luck was good, she did not wait long before she waited for the donkey, and Second Uncle Li stopped the car and beckoned her to get on.

Chen Yeyun had just stepped on his legs to see the people sitting on the donkey, the two elder sisters of the next village, and two were Meng Jianjun, the son of the captain of the production team, and his four-year-old son Meng Xiang.

It was also this time that the matchmaker's mother-in-law found the marriage that her uncle had proposed to her, married Meng Jianjun, and made Meng Xiang a harem.

Meng Jianjun did not expect to be able to step on this donkey car to heel the person he liked, he only entrusted his mother-in-law a few days ago to inquire about the Chen family's tone of mouth, and wanted to marry Chen Yeyun into the door.

Chen Yeyun is beautiful in appearance, especially a pair of eyes big and smart, can see people's hearts, and speaks more than most people in the village, Meng Jianjun has always been interested in her.

Li Lao'er leisurely drove the donkey, and five people sat behind him, and from time to time there were voices of talking.

"Comrade Chen Yeyun, you went to the county city to buy something?" Meng Jianjun went to great lengths to talk to people.

"Hmm." However, Chen Yeyun was obviously not interested in taking care of him.

But looking at Chen Yeyun's handsome appearance, Meng Jianjun did not mind the coldness in her words, and he thought about it with all his brains, "Your great uncle came to the brigade to ask about the seedlings, there is a letter, this matter..." "Comrade Meng, you will tell him personally next time."

I don't know. Chen Yeyun finally looked at him squarely and directly stopped his speech.

In the past few days, the brigade has already had some rumors, saying that Chen Yeyun is going to go to the Meng family as a harem, and Chen Yeyun really does not want to leave people with the impression that Meng Jianjun is too familiar with this moment.

She glanced at the two elder sisters of the next village sitting next to her, and the eyes of the two of them were glowing, and they couldn't stop looking at this side, obviously wanting to see the hilarity.

Meng Jianjun also sensed the coldness in Chen Yeyun's words, and he just wanted to find a supplement, but his son Meng Xiang began to be angry.

"Daddy, I'm hungry!"

"Shoko, there will still be a chance to get home, let's bear with it."

"I don't care! I'm going to eat now, I'm hungry. "Meng Xiang is a baby bump in the family, he has always been pampered and grown, and his temper is also a little more strayed, and even Meng Jianjun can't control him."

Meng Xiang was not finished, shouting in the donkey, the voice was harsh, Chen Yeyun frowned at the child, only four years old, but the size looked like the seven-year-old baby in the village, growing very strong.

"I have a morning bumper here, which is estimated to be a little stiff, you give the child a mat mat."

The next lady took out the head in the cloth bag and stuffed it into Meng Jianjun so that he could quickly feed the child, and the crying and laughter was really disturbing.

"Thank you very much." Meng Jianjun happily took it and unveiled it in front of his son, "Xiangzi, come and eat."

"I don't eat this!" Cornmeal, unpalatable to death! Meng Xiang knocked the dumpling down with a wave of his hand, and the pass fell to the ground along the donkey frame, and also rolled twice.

The child was very expensive, and most of the fine grain at home went into his stomach, and he was also picky.

"Why are you still ruining food!" The human baby is kind to us, you baby is really..." Meng Jianjun slapped his son's hand vigorously, counted him down, and apologized to the people.

"Son, I'm sorry, the child doesn't understand."

Chen Yeyun watched from the sidelines, and a cloud of sorrow rose in her heart, she thought about her own children, and felt that Dajun and Lingling really understood things.

"I'll go back and sue me for my grandmother!" You hit me! Click..." Meng Xiang had not been beaten at home, and the cries of this echoed in the mountains, hands and feet were chaotic, who could see without saying a trick.

"Comrade Meng, your baby's voice is still quite loud." The elder sister of the next village has contempt in her eyes, and this family is to make the baby habitual into this virtue!

"Mo is angry, Mo cried, the little baby is not old, and her temper is not small." Li Lao'er, who was driving the car, was also worried when he listened.

Chen Yeyun looked at Meng Xiang's appearance, and then looked at the appearance that Meng Jianjun next to him could not do anything with his son, and his heart was even more determined.

Meng Xiang's left leg kicked wildly, and just happened to kick Chen Yeyun's

calf, leaving a conspicuous footprint on her black cotton pants.

"Comrade Chen, I'm sorry, the child is not important."

Meng JianjunHe apologized for his son.

Chen Yeyun picked up the ashes with his hands and silently moved to the other end, trying to stay away from the head of the disaster.

It was not easy to get to the donkey car passing through the village, Chen Yeyun thanked Second Uncle Li, got off the donkey for the first time, and quickly walked home. And Meng Jianjun was entangled with his son and could not catch up with Chen Yeyun.


**** 628 state-run farms along the northwest line of
Qingfeng Island, the office of the second battalion commander.

The middle-aged man sat in a chair, with a Chinese character face, a pair of eyes under his eyebrows, and there was no trace of age.

As soon as the person opened his mouth, he was also full of anger, "Hao Shaodong! What do you want me to say about you, to start a family, to start a family, what is it like if you don't become a family?
Hao Shaodong, who
was trained, wore a green military uniform, stood tall, stood up straight, and trained soldiers on the farm for many years, so that men faded their youth, and their angular faces showed more determination.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the man began to shake with the leader again, "Camp Commander, I didn't meet the right one, you just let me go, my mother's side I will say it myself." "Fart

!" Camp Commander Lu Qinghua slapped the table, and the file file on the top also trembled, "You smile at me less hippie, you boy knows to fool the leader, fool the father." You don't look at you either, you're twenty-four, you're still bare-knuckle, and you don't know the shame.

Hao Shaodong did not change his expression on the face of the camp commander, and listened respectfully.

Lu Qinghua looked at this man and couldn't get out.

Hao Shaodong is twenty-four years old and is a rare talent in the team, and he has just been promoted to company commander for more than a year and has carried two second-class merits and four third-class merits in three consecutive years. Leading soldiers and employing people are all good hands, and Lu Qinghua attaches the most importance to him.

But this man has a problem, that is, he does not have the heart to solve his personal problems, other soldiers are running on the ground at this age, and he has no object.

Hao Shaodong's grandfather who died was his former leader, and his mother was also worried about this person's marriage, asking herself to pay more attention to Hao Shaodong's personal problems, and Lu Qinghua was worried about this.

"Camp Commander, if you're busy at work on weekdays, don't bother with my little things."

"Is this a small thing? I tell you..."

Hao Shaodong was left alone again for half a moment before he was freed.

Back at the Third Company Commander's Office, Hao Shaodong brewed himself a cup of tea, the Seven Sons Iron Cake Tea, which was a bet he had made with the Second Company Commander's training troops.

The dark brown tea leaves are washed away by the hot water, and the hot air comes out of the enamel cup, take a sip, the fragrance is fragrant, and under the fine taste, there is a hint of sweetness.



The untimely knock on the door disturbed Hao Shaodong's rare leisurely time.

"Come in." A slightly deep voice sounded.

The messenger Xiao Zhang pushed the door in and squeezed a piece of paper-like thing in his hand. He knew that the company commander must have been pulled by the battalion commander to talk again, and that this was a matter of trouble.

"Report Chief, an urgent telegram of yours has arrived."

Hao Shaodong began to have a headache when he saw the telegram he was holding in his hand, and these days he had received a lot, and his slender fingers pulled open the drawer, and there were four or five telegrams lying inside, all of which were taken by his old wife.

Hao Shaodong's mother, He Xiuying, was worried about her son's marriage all day long, and when she saw that he was far away from disobeying discipline on the farm, she simply sent him a telegram every three to five minutes, and Yang Yang wrote a telegram urging him to marry each other.

"All right, set the table."

Xiao Zhang obeyed the order to put the envelope containing the telegram on the table and made the report before leaving the room.

He also knew the troubles of his company commander, the company commander was handsome, the most heroic soldier on the farm was none other than him, and many unmarried girls were hoping to get married, but the company commander just didn't have the heart.

Xiao Zhang didn't understand and shook his head back.

In the office, Hao Shaodong pinched the corner of the envelope with two fingers and shook it in the air, he looked at the telegram on the front of the envelope, as if he had heard the voice of his mother-in-law urging marriage in his head, and he raised his hand just to tear open the envelope.

Ding-Ding-Ding Ding-Ding
The phone
rang on the table, and Hao Shaodong casually put the envelope aside and picked up the earpiece.

A moment later, the three rallying trumpets sounded, and ten miles west of the farm, a village was buried by heavy snow, and Hao Shaodong led people to the rescue.

In the room, only the telegram lay alone on the table.

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