Chapter 68 Earthquake? In advance!
Song Wan's eyes lit up surprisingly, and she leaned close to her ear and said:
"Next year, at the latest, the college entrance examination will be resumed! I have asked Brother Guohua and Sister Shuhua to start reviewing. You should also hurry up and review! Don't miss the opportunity!"
She clenched her fists, "I want to work hard too! I want to go to Tsinghua University! I want to enter Peking University! Then we'll meet at the top of Beijing!"
Xiaobai scratched his head, showing an embarrassment: "I...actually I am not good at studying..."
When she thought of the word "study", she felt sick all over.
Suddenly, Xiao Bai had an idea and recalled his previous life experience. "Song Wan, have you forgotten? I have never studied for a day, so why would I want to go to university?"
"Oh! I asked Brother Lin, and he said that although you have never been to school, he and Sister Shuhua have taught you the basic words and homework."
Seeing that she didn't care, Song Wan was so anxious that she jumped up and down, "Are you stupid? You are an active soldier, and you have an advantage in applying to military academies! The army will need highly educated people in the future. Do you want to be a soldier all your life?"
The cicadas in the tree suddenly started chirping, and the noisy sound made Xiaobai a little irritated.
She waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, let's not feed the mosquitoes here, we'll talk about it later."
The lights in the corridor of the guesthouse were dim. Lin Guohua was squatting at the door smoking. When he saw them come back, he quickly put out the cigarette.
After eating and drinking, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and Xiaobai stayed with them.
"Xiaobai," Shuhua said hesitantly, "It looks like you're doing well in the army?"
Xiao Bai grinned and took out his officer ID from his inner pocket: "It's genuine!"
"She is not just living a good life, she is doing very well! I am still a rookie, and she is an instructor. She has risen to the top overnight!" Xiao An added fuel to the fire.
Lin Guohua took the certificate, and his rough fingers gently stroked the gold-plated characters on it. His throat moved: "It's great... It's great..."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes moved between his brother's brand new military uniform and his own worn cuffs.
Shuhua reached out to help Xiaobai straighten his collar, her fingertips lingering on the collar badge for a moment. She suddenly turned her face away, her voice choking:
"If Dad and Mom were still alive, they would be so happy to know how successful you are!"
Xiao Bai looked at her elder sister, then at her elder brother, and suddenly said, "Sister, elder brother, Song Wan has told you about the college entrance examination, right? I heard from Xiao An that you were the top students in the school back then."
Lin Guohua was shocked, and he didn't even notice the cigarette ash falling on his pants. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I haven't touched a textbook in many years..."
"Brother!" Xiaobai looked him in the eye. "You and I are both talented students. If the college entrance examination is really resumed, this will be a chance to change your destiny!"
Lin Guohua raised his head, the dim light shone on his dark face, and something seemed to be flickering in the corner of his eyes.
He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Tang Jingmo's voice suddenly came from the end of the corridor:
"Comrades, the guesthouse has prepared some watermelons. Let's eat some together!"
The laughter and joy in the guesthouse was interrupted by a rapid ring of the phone.
The staff member on duty picked up the phone, his face turned pale instantly, and he turned around and shouted: "Chief of Staff Tang! Urgent call from the division headquarters!"
Tang Jingmo put down the watermelon, frowned, and walked quickly to the front desk.
Xiaobai was acutely aware that the atmosphere was not right, and he was unaware that watermelon juice was dripping down his fingers onto the ground.
Tang Jingmo had his back to everyone when he answered the phone. His shoulders gradually tensed up, and finally he hung up the phone with a "click". When he turned around, the smile on his face was gone.
"Emergency assembly! Everyone cancel your vacation!" Tang Jingmo's voice was like a knife cutting through the sultry summer night.
"A strong earthquake broke out in North China, with the epicenter in Tangshan! Our superiors ordered us to move out immediately!!"
"What?" The watermelon in Song Wan's hand fell to the ground with a "pop", and the bright red juice splashed on her white sandals.
She turned around and grabbed Xiaobai's arm: "That's impossible...it's only June!"
Xiaobai quickly recovered from his shock and held Song Wan's shaking hand: "Song Wan, this is none of your business. Even immortals cannot get around the rules. There is no such thing as 100% accuracy."
She turned to look at Tang Jingmo, their eyes met, and they reached a silent consensus - set out to rescue people immediately!
"We'll leave in ten minutes! I'll help you prepare your luggage, so hurry up and say goodbye." Tang Jingmo was already walking out in big strides.
Shuhua walked around the room in a panic, picking up this and putting this down again, not knowing what to do.
"Xiao An, return to the team immediately and follow the instructions."
Xiao Bai urged Xiao An to return to the team, then took out a stack of food coupons from his inner pocket and stuffed them into Lin Guohua's pocket, "Brother, this is all I have with me, you guys..."
"No!" Lin Guohua pushed him away as if he was burned, "You need it more outside..."
"Here!" Xiao Bai stuffed it into his work clothes pocket. "I have everything I need in the army. You won't need it!"
Before he could finish his words, a shrill whistle was heard from downstairs.
"Song Wan, Brother Gu, I'm leaving my brother and sister in your care."
Tang Jingmo kept looking at his watch beside the jeep. When he saw Xiaobai rushing out, he opened the door and said, "Let's go!"
Amid the roar of the engine, Xiaobai leaned half of his body out of the car window and saw Shuhua, who was chasing after him, tripped over the steps.
"Xiao Bai, don't worry, I will definitely send Brother Lin and Sister Shuhua home safely. If you need help, call me or Gu Zhongzhang!"
Song Wan shouted towards the jeep in the distance.
The dust kicked up by the jeep blurred the three chasing figures.
In the last glance, Xiaobai saw his elder brother standing there, his raised arm like a dead branch, frozen into a silent silhouette in the twilight.
It was not until the taillights of the car completely disappeared at the end of the road that Gu Zhongzhang sighed and turned around to find that Song Wan had wiped away her tears and was taking out a notebook from her bag and writing frantically.
"County Magistrate Gu!" Her voice was still nasal, but her eyes were unusually bright, "Let's go back early to organize a fund-raising!"
Shuhua looked up blankly: "But... our production team doesn't have any extra food. There was a flood last year..."
"It's okay. Whatever happens, happens! There are other villages besides."
Song Wan quickly tore off a page of paper, "Dried vegetables, dried game from the mountains..."
She suddenly grabbed Shuhua's hand and said, "Sister Shuhua, you can sew, right? Bandages are what the disaster area needs most now. After disinfecting the old sheets..."
Gu Zhongzhang's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "I know someone at the county hospital who can call for donations of medical supplies."
He took out a pen and started drawing a flow chart on Song Wan's paper.
"After we go back, we will split into three groups: Brother Guohua will go to the production teams to mobilize food donations, Comrade Shuhua will organize women to make bandages, and I will contact the transport vehicles."
Lin Guohua stared at the flamboyant handwriting on the paper, his Adam's apple moving: "But can the team... agree?"
"So we have to wait a little longer until the newspapers start reporting on the disaster. Then we can use this to mobilize everyone!"
The night wind suddenly blew, and the old newspapers rustled in the hands of the calligrapher and painter.
There was a faint sound of thunder in the distance, and a rainstorm was brewing.
The four of them stood under the dim light of the guesthouse, their shadows were stretched very long, but they stood straighter than ever.
"Let's go! Let's go back and pack our luggage!" Gu Zhongzhang turned around and went back to the guesthouse.
Song Wan was the last one to follow and looked back in the direction the army was leaving.
She touched the sweat-soaked "College Entrance Examination Review Outline" in her pocket and suddenly felt that those mathematical formulas and earthquake prediction curves had never been so real and heavy on her mind.
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