hsntnovel Chapter 156 Returning from the Expedition 1979--Injured
Chapter 156 Returning from the Expedition 1979--Injured
Zhang Jiancheng walked up to Xiu Xiu and called out in a deep voice: "Xiu Xiu!"
Xiuxiu raised her head and looked at him in the clear moonlight. He was tired and unshaven. He was wearing a standard cotton military uniform with rolled up sleeves. His pants and shoes were very worn. Although his whole body was dusty, he was intact.
Xiuxiu couldn't help but cry. She raised her head and looked into Zhang Jiancheng's deep eyes. Her voice was deep and mournful: "Lingzhi's eldest brother died!"
She sobbed: "Lingzhi talked about her eldest brother all day long, and she was discharged from the army after she was removed from the battlefield. She had prepared the first dance for her eldest brother, but he died..."
"I saw that death notice with my own eyes... I felt so distressed that I couldn't bear it, but I still had to comfort Lingzhi. She cried day and night and couldn't eat anything..."
Xiuxiu lowered her head and burst into tears: "I should have been happy when I saw you coming back, but I couldn't be happy... I really couldn't be happy..."
She spoke intermittently. Although Zhang Jiancheng still didn't understand many things, he could understand the gist clearly. He understood why Xiu Xiu was so sad.
Not everyone can return as promised. He once said before traveling: "A sword has no eyes. No one can guarantee whether he will survive in that situation!" Such true and ruthless words.
Zhang Jiancheng felt that his heart hurt. He stretched out his hands to hold Xiuxiu's weak shoulders as she cried and trembled. Xiuxiu's tears seemed to have burst into tears. She put her head on his chest, which seemed to be strong and solid. Can accommodate all her sadness!
Zhang Jiancheng remained motionless and allowed her to cry on his chest until Xiaohu ran out to surround him.
After walking around the two people in circles, Xiuxiu slowly calmed down.
She wiped her tears and asked, "Why didn't you write a letter when you were out for so long? Is it difficult to send a letter back? Do you know that everyone is worried about you!"
Zhang Jiancheng was stunned for a moment before saying: "There is no condition for writing a letter!"
Xiuxiu complained: "Can't you create conditions if you don't have conditions? You do know to leave a radio for me. Why do you leave that? I don't even dare to listen!" She always had nightmares of bullets and bullets. This sentence made her Unspoken.
Zhang Jiancheng looked at Xiuxiu with a deep look, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't know you would be so worried about me!"
Xiuxiu was stunned. She blinked and suddenly remembered what he had said before he left while holding her hand and asking: "You will wait for me to come back, right?"
How did she answer that time? What she said was "You have to come back alive!"
Thinking of this, she felt sad again. She couldn't bear the sadness, so she couldn't help but lower her head again. The moment her eyes dropped, Xiuxiu suddenly felt something was wrong.
She opened her eyes and looked carefully at Zhang Jiancheng's chest. The area on his left chest where her head had just touched was dark in color, as if a large area had been wet by something.
She raised her hand and touched the top of her head. She felt it was sticky. She put it to her nose and smelled it. There was a smell of blood!
Here in the yard, Zhao Xiaosheng saw Xiuxiu put her head into Zhang Jiancheng's arms, and couldn't help but smile with relief, and whispered in a rare voice: "Hey! My sister is finally like that this time! Look, isn't this a hug? Together!"
Feng Dachuan was afraid that his sister would lose her restraint, so she quickly covered Zhao Xiaosheng's eyes and said, "No! You
Which eye could see my sister and brother Jiancheng hugging each other? They were far apart and not close at all! "
Zhao Xiaosheng pulled his hand away and said, "Aren't you worried about us? Can't we get close to each other when there is no one around?"
Zhang Qinghua glared at Zhao Xiaosheng and scolded in a low voice: "What are you talking about! There is a child here!"
Zhao Xiaosheng shut up quickly as if he was being reprimanded by his superior.
Feng Dachuan looked in the direction of the door and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the situation and became anxious: "That's not right! What is my sister doing? Taking off Jiancheng's clothes?"
"What?" Zhao Xiaosheng looked over and saw Xiuxiu hurriedly unbuttoning Zhang Jiancheng's coat. Zhang Jiancheng awkwardly didn't want her to unbutton it, but Xiuxiu unbuttoned it three times and went to lift his vest underneath.
Zhao Xiaosheng slapped his thigh: "Oh! We can't rush this! Hurry up..." He ran over to stop him, but as he approached, he heard Xiuxiu yelling in fear: "You came back injured?"
When she saw that the color of the green gown on Zhang Jiancheng's chest was wrong, Xiu Xiu's expression changed: "The color of your clothes is wrong! Are you bleeding?" She then forcibly took off his clothes.
Zhang Jiancheng took her hand and shouted: "Xiu Xiu!"
Xiuxiu sternly said, "Don't move!" She unbuttoned him and opened the coat. The originally white hurdle vest inside was already blood red on the chest.
Her hands were trembling and she murmured: "What's wrong with you? What's going on?" She lifted up his vest in a hurry and saw that his left chest was bandaged and soaked in blood.
"Are you injured? Did you come back injured? Are you crazy? How could you come back injured!" Xiuxiu went crazy.
He shouted wildly, his hands trembling.
Zhao Xiaosheng had already rushed forward. When he heard Xiuxiu's words, he immediately became anxious: "What? Did you come back injured?"
He got close to Zhang Jiancheng's chest and saw that the bandage was so obvious. He clenched his fists and stamped his feet: "You are just fooling around! Do you want to die?"
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Zhang Jiancheng took out a bag of medicine and resolutely refused everyone's request to send him to the hospital. Because his injuries were not fully healed before he came back, he was scolded by Zhao Xiaosheng.
There was a bullet crater on his shoulder and a machete wound on his chest, which was a bit deep and required a lot of stitches.
After recuperating in the field hospital for a few days, the problem was no longer serious. However, not only was he tired from taking the train for three days, he also went to great lengths to catch a thief when he got home. The wound couldn't be sustained, and it collapsed without healing. opened.
Zhang Jiancheng did not explain the specific cause of the injury, where he went on missions after re-enlisting, and whether he went to the front line at the border. Everyone knew it well and did not ask too many questions. After asking the village health worker to treat the wound, they all gathered around the bed. Hold him and don't allow him to move.
Zhang Qinghua looked at her younger brother, feeling angry and distressed, with tears in her eyes, complaining: "Don't you feel pain? You didn't say a word the whole way!"
Zhao Xiaosheng has been scolding him for several rounds, but this time he finally stopped scolding him. He pointed at him and said sarcastically: "With your consciousness, if you were forced to torture in the early years, you would never be able to get a single word out of your mouth!"
"It doesn't hurt!" Zhang Jiancheng forced out an ugly smile and said, "It's mainly because my sister hit her head directly when she saw me, so she bled a little more!"
"How dare you rely on your sister?" Zhao Xiaosheng glared.
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Chuan hurriedly said: "Why don't you tell me that my sister also hit your chest with her head! Do women know how to hit big breasts with their head?"
"Don't say..." Zhao Xiaosheng touched his chest, remembering the last time Xiuxiu bumped into his heart and cried until he was in a daze, and said blankly: "I was bumped by my sister too! She was very energetic!"