Dressed as a runaway wife from the 1960s

3

It was impossible to go home.

After experiencing the bumps and dust of trains, cars, tractors, ox carts, and two legs, Ruiting, who still could not go back to the afterlife, finally arrived at the unit where Huo Xiao had served in the afternoon seven days later.

To be honest, although Ruiting was also born in the countryside, his parents were spoiled and he had never worked in the fields since he was a child.

The biggest hardship he had experienced was probably studying.

Now that he had traveled through time, he had suffered a lot in just one week.

Ruiting had thought about calling the unit to see if he could get a ride or something.

But after thinking it over for a while, he gave up.

If there was no hitchhiker in the troop, and she drove to pick him up because of Huo Xiao's status as a martyr, it would be her fault.

Fortunately, although the process was difficult, they finally found their destination.

When she saw the soldiers standing upright with guns at the troop gate, it took her a long time to calm down and swallow the grievances she had suffered for no reason.

In any case, she arrived safely, so the revolution was half completed.

Thinking of this, she took a few deep breaths and encouraged herself before she staggered towards the gate with her bag.

On the other side.

The third regiment commander Deng Hongjun was in the brigade commander's office, complaining to him about the new deputy regiment commander.

He was wearing a half-worn military uniform. He was thin, with deep eye sockets on his long face, but he stood straight, looked very energetic, and spoke with full energy: "...When Huo Xiao was here, why would I have to clean up after him? I don't need to ask for anything, people can solve it in advance..."

Brigade Commander Wei Tao stood at the window with a teacup in his hand, looking at the boys who were training urgently on the playground in the distance. He didn't even turn his head when he heard the words. Replied: "I can still help you deal with some problems from time to time, right!"

Deng Hongjun choked and lowered his voice a little: "I don't expect the newcomer to help me now, but at least he should do his job well, right? He has been here for two or three months, and he is still impatient. I am not used to him being someone's grandson. Commander, you should change someone for me!"

Wei Tao was not surprised to hear Old Deng's ultimate goal.

It's just that although the new deputy regiment commander has some backstage, he is not too bad at handling things, otherwise he would not be able to promote him.

Old Deng is just used to working with Huo Xiao, and he is dissatisfied with everything because of the comparison.

But there are only a few people as good as Huo Xiao, and the tacit understanding between the two of them is accumulated over several years.

Another thing is that when Huo Xiao returns from this secret mission, he will be promoted to a full regiment commander, and he may be transferred to other units. It is only a matter of time before he breaks up with Old Deng.

So Wei Tao still didn't turn around, but blew away the tea foam floating in the teacup, drank a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "Old Deng, we leaders should be tolerant. If the newcomers don't know how to do it, you should teach them more. Everyone is like this, and they just need to get used to each other."