Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Finally got it.
About a week later, Liang Xin received a letter from Lu Chongfeng on the battlefield.
I opened the envelope and saw many photos.
She took out the photos and found that each one was a photo of her daily college life taken by herself. Now, Lu Chongfeng had written a short battlefield diary on the back of each photo and sent it back.
Liang Xin held the powerful pen handwriting on the photo and was unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
When I returned to my room at night, I took out the photos again and looked at them carefully one by one.
Lu Chongfeng hardly mentioned the war situation, and only talked about daily life like her.
He said that he had been fighting intensely for six days and five nights since the war broke out, and he had forgotten to brush his teeth or wash his face. His beard was untidy, so he didn't take a photo for her. However, when he wrote this letter, he had already found a ditch and washed himself thoroughly from head to toe.
There are pineapple fields and sugarcane fields everywhere in southern Xinjiang. They dare not drink the well water in southern Xinjiang. They will stop to rest when they come across pineapple fields and sugarcane fields on the road. They pick pineapples and cut sugarcane to quench their thirst. Sometimes they are so thirsty that their throats are smoking and they don’t have time to peel the skin carefully, and their tongues will be pricked by the small thorns in the pineapple and bleed.
He also said that the literary warrior would occasionally play the theme song of the Yugoslav movie "The Bridge" and the Railway Guerrillas interlude "Play My Beloved Tu Pipa". When he heard these songs, he would miss her very much.
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Liang Xin looked at the photo over and over again, only looking at the back of the photo and not paying attention to the front.
One day I suddenly noticed a pair of little people drawn on the front of the photo.
It is the little paper-cut figurine on the window of the 11th Division’s home.
Looking carefully at every campus photo, there is a pair of such little people in the classroom, cafeteria, under the sycamore trees, auditorium, library...
Liang Xin gently stroked the little man on the photo with her fingers. Maybe she stroked too hard and accidentally rubbed off the little man's fingers. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly let go. She got out of bed and took out a pen. With trembling hands, she replaced the little man's fingers and stared at the photo, unable to sleep.
Lu Chongfeng's letter only talked about the relaxing situation and did not mention the dangerous situation he encountered.
The pages of major newspapers across the country were all occupied by reports related to the war in southern Xinjiang. Liang Xin saw Lu Chongfeng's continuous battle reports in the military newspaper.
Fortunately, most of the news is good.
Under the command of Lu Chongfeng, the 9th Regiment of the 52nd Division of the 16th Army, led by the 2nd Company of the 1st Battalion, took the lead in attacking the Vietnamese army using favorable terrain such as bushes, piles of rocks, and Dongxue Mountain Pass to coordinate firepower, and successfully seized more than 90 rifles, submachine guns, rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, and anti-aircraft machine guns, and annihilated more than 100 enemies, helping the 51st Division of the 32nd Army that came up behind to quickly cross the Red River. It took only three days to capture the first key city and approach northern Vietnam.
Vietnamese agents carried out precise operations on a small scale, attacking our army's rear hospitals and causing serious casualties.
Commander-in-chief of the Western Front, Commander Chen, appointed Lu Chongfeng to select and transfer troops without having to report.
Within one day, Lu Chongfeng commanded the establishment of a temporary reconnaissance platoon, arranged an artillery battalion for cover, and took advantage of the heavy fog in the sky to launch a counterattack from the flanks and gaps, destroying the enemy's secret service base in one fell swoop. The enemy's secret service collapsed across the board, causing the Vietnamese army to suffer heavy losses that were enough to make them cry bitterly.
The temporary reconnaissance platoon earned the reputation of combat heroes and was awarded first-class collective merit.
Commander Lu Chongfeng was awarded the second-class individual merit.
Just as Lu Chongfeng's extraordinary decisiveness in his ability to attack or defend, his quick response and the command and use of high-tech equipment gradually increased his prestige among the soldiers, he commanded another highly forward-looking battle.
The 162nd Regiment of the 114th Division, the second-ranked group army of the Vietnamese Army, suddenly attacked the rearguard troops when our army was retreating from Lang Son and held on closely.
Lu Chongfeng, who had deployed precautions against the Second Army early on, commanded the reinforced infantry battalion and temporary reconnaissance platoon to cooperate with the 32nd Division of the 11th Army of the People's Liberation Army to encircle and attack, launching a fierce encirclement and annihilation battle.
Our army suppressed the 163rd Regiment, killing more than 500 enemies and severely damaging the elite team of the 163rd Regiment of the 114th Division.
The Vietnamese Second Army was forced to retreat and flee urgently by our army.
Lu Chongfeng's outstanding military strategy and his detailed knowledge of the enemy's terrain, combat plans, and weapons and equipment once again made great contributions to our army's counterattack, successfully completing the combat objective three days ahead of schedule.
Lu Chongfeng once again won the second-class merit on the front line and became a heroic and legendary commander on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang.
The former Mianyang Regiment became the Tiger Regiment under the command of Lu Chongfeng, and the names of the 16th Army's temporary reconnaissance platoon and the 11th Division's 22nd Regiment's training brigade resounded throughout the battlefield in southern Xinjiang.
Liang Xin was so excited that she put the newspaper in her cross-body bag and took it out to read as soon as the get out of class was over.
Because of the previous fake hero example, all the students knew Lu Chongfeng.
After the good news spread, Liang Xin could hear her classmates praising Lu Chongfeng wherever she went.
People also kept writing letters asking Liang Xin to help pass them to Lu Chongfeng to pay tribute to the hero on their behalf.
The military district compound was also talking about Lu Chongfeng's bravery. When mentioning Lu Chongfeng's crazy words back then, they changed their tone and seriously considered whether the army really needed reform.
When Chief Lu heard that Liang Xin had become a hero in saving the water, he was so happy that he almost forgot everything else at the meeting. Now, when he went everywhere, everyone praised him for being a good father and a good son, but he said without any expression: "It's nothing to achieve a merit in this small battle."
In March 1979, the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam ended the war, the People's Liberation Army returned victoriously and withdrew its troops back home.
At the Jiangjing Railway Station, Liang Xin and the enthusiastic crowd holding banners waited together for the train to arrive and welcome the heroes.
These days, there has been no news about where Lu Chongfeng was injured.
But judging from the newspaper reports of Lu Chongfeng's heroic deeds, his injury should not have been very serious, otherwise he would have been forcibly carried off the front line and it would have been impossible for him to continue to command.
As soon as Lu Chongfeng got off the train, he saw Liang Xin holding a bunch of red roses.
Liang Xin resisted the urge to go up and hug him, and first checked him from head to toe.
Lu Chongfeng, who originally had difficulty getting a tan, turned his skin into a rough wheat color after a month of exposure to the wind and sun in southern Xinjiang, but his facial features appeared more three-dimensional.
Liang Xin felt her green military uniform all over and found no part of her body was covered with white gauze.
Lu Heping stepped forward, took Lu Chongfeng's backpack and patted him on the shoulder.
Lu Chongfeng didn't look at him, but kept looking at Liang Xin.
Liang Xin stepped forward and handed the flowers to Lu Chongfeng, "Yueji is performing out of town and can't come. These flowers are to welcome you and also to represent her."
When Lu Chongfeng raised his right hand to take the flowers, he held Liang Xin's hand under the cover of the flowers.
Liang Xin also held his fingers tightly and smiled, "Welcome home."
After getting on the military vehicle, Lu Heping tactfully sat in the passenger seat.
Lu Chongfeng held Liang Xin's hand and looked at Liang Xin's face.
Liang Xin put her other hand on his arm and looked at him quietly.
They felt each other's warm body temperature without saying any extra words.
After entering the Lu family's small building, Hu Fenglian pulled Lu Chongfeng in with tears in her eyes. "He's still alive. It's good that he's alive. It's good that he didn't die!"
During the war in Southern Xinjiang, Hu Fenglian didn't care what contributions her son had made. Every time she saw the news, she was glad that her son was still alive and well.
It was during this period of daily worry that her eldest son received the news of his sacrifice.
Liang Xin noticed that Lu Chongfeng was even more silent than before he went to the battlefield. After comforting her mother-in-law, she followed Lu Chongfeng back to the room to pack his luggage and asked, "Do you want to take a shower first?"
Lu Chongfeng: "I washed it and had my hair cut. It doesn't stink."
Liang Xin: “…”
It feels a little familiar.
Just as she was about to say something else, Lu Chongfeng hugged her.
Lu Chongfeng buried his head in the crook of Liang Xin's neck and made a voice of longing: "Finally I got to hug you."
Liang Xin buried her face in his arms.
The two stood in the room in a silent embrace for a minute.
Liang Xin pushed him away and asked, "Where are you injured?"
Lu Chongfeng unbuttoned his military uniform, revealing his muscular chest. He pointed at the bullet holes and scars on his chest and said, "Here, here, they're all wounded!"
When Liang Xin saw the centipede-like scar, her fingertips trembled for a moment, and her eyes showed heartache. She leaned forward and blew on it, "Does it still hurt?"
"It won't hurt after you blow it."
Lu Chongfeng pointed at the bullet wound and said, "We need to blow on this too."
Liang Xin blew on the skin where he pointed to where the bullet had pierced.
Seeing Liang Xin's eyes were obviously red, Lu Chongfeng quickly put on his military uniform to cover the scar, and held Liang Xin to sit on the sofa in the corner of the window, "It's okay, I was just teasing you, I didn't feel any pain at all, my mind was all on the battle, the battle is won, the wound has already healed, it really doesn't hurt at all."
Liang Xin hugged his neck and put her ear to his left heart, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry. I ate on the train."
Lu Chongfeng hugged Liang Xin, untied her braids, lifted a strand of her black hair and put it to his nose. He smelled the familiar scent of shampoo and the faint smell of cold cream, and hugged Liang Xin tighter.
Lu Chongfeng didn't plan to do anything, he just wanted to hold Liang Xin like this.
The same is true for Liang Xin.
I don't know how long they hugged each other until my mother-in-law came up and urged them to eat, and then they let go.
Liang Xin thought that Lu Chongfeng returned to Jiangjing to participate in the consolation performance at the Southern Xinjiang Battle Celebration Conference held by the military region.
But the meeting started at noon, and the other soldiers went to the auditorium wearing big red flowers and medals of honor, but he did not go.
Liang Xin looked at his three new military medals and asked, "Are you really not going?"
"No."
Lu Chongfeng threw back the quilt and lay down on the bed.
Liang Xin closed the gift box containing the General's Medal, put it in the drawer of the bookshelf in the study, returned to the room, and drew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Lu Chongfeng suddenly grabbed Liang Xin's wrist and pulled her onto the bed.
Liang Xin was caught off guard and fell on his chest. Before she could say anything, Lu Chongfeng carried her horizontally to the bed.
".......Aren't you tired?"
"I'm tired, so I want to hold you and take a nap."
Liang Xin: “….”
She is a villain who has guessed the hero's intentions.
Lu Chongfeng pulled the quilt over the two of them and buried his head in Liang Xin's neck again.
After a while, Liang Xin suddenly felt a heat in her neck and her body froze.
Lu Chongfeng was crying.
Liang Xin's eyes blurred instantly, and she remained motionless so as not to disturb his emotions at the moment.
Although our army won the war, it suffered more than 20,000 casualties.
Jiangkou base sent out 116 people, but only 89 returned, with 27 sacrificed.
Therefore, Lu Chongfeng did not wear his medal of honor and attended the celebration meeting.
He came back just to hug Liang Xin.
At night, Liang Xin noticed that Lu Chongfeng was always moving. She turned on the desk lamp and saw that Lu Chongfeng was sweating profusely, with his eyes closed and muttering to himself.
Liang Xin got out of bed, washed a hot towel, and prepared to help him wipe the sweat.
As soon as the towel was placed on his forehead, Lu Chongfeng suddenly opened his eyes.
It was the first time that Liang Xin saw a person's eyes convey such a strong smell of blood. Just one glance and she felt as if she was on a battlefield where fierce fighting was taking place.
But Liang Xin was not afraid or timid. "It's okay. We are home."
Lu Chongfeng's Adam's apple rolled twice, and the redness on his eyelids slowly faded away. "Isn't it hurting you?"
"No."
Liang Xin used a hot towel to wipe his forehead to his chin, "I'll make you a cup of malted milk, okay?"
Lu Chongfeng hugged Liang Xin, his straight nose just touching Liang Xin's collarbone. He rubbed her nose and smelled the familiar fragrance again. His arms, which were throbbing with veins, gradually relaxed. "Don't leave."
"I'm not leaving."
Liang Xin lay on top of him and kissed his cracked lips. "Your mouth is cracked. I'll make you a cup of malted milk and a cup of hot water. I'll be right over."
"No."
"Then I want to drink."
Lu Chongfeng slowly loosened his arms.
Liang Xin walked to the desk, picked up the enamel pot on the enamel tray, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to Lu Chongfeng, "Drink the water first, I'll go downstairs and get the malted milk."
When Lu Chongfeng saw the water, he felt thirsty and picked up the enamel jug to drink.
Liang Xin met her mother-in-law when she went downstairs.
Hu Fenglian looked upstairs with concern, "I think you're going to be woken up. Did Chong Feng wake you up?"
Liang Xin was slightly startled. "I didn't quarrel. He just couldn't sleep well. I wanted to make him a cup of sweet drink."
"That's still better than before."
Hu Fenglian helped Liang Xin take out the malted milk. "After he came back from the battlefield for the first time, he had nightmares and screamed for half a month. It was almost the same after the second time. Your father said it was called post-war phobia, the reaction after the battle."
Liang Xin took the malted milk and said, "Mom, were there psychologists responsible for counseling before?"
"There weren't many psychologists in the army before." Hu Fenglian said, "Your father yelled at him and he didn't accept it, that's all."
"I think the old doctor from the military hospital that my dad invited to our house last time seems to know a lot about post-war psychological counseling." Liang Xin said, "I wonder if we can ask that old doctor to help Chongfeng with counseling again?"
Hu Fenglian glanced at the room and said, "Your father has already made arrangements. Not only will they charge, but the soldiers returning this time will also receive psychological counseling."
Liang Xin felt relieved and quickly went upstairs, and saw Lu Chongfeng walking out of the room.
"Why are you up?"
Lu Chongfeng frowned, "Didn't you say it would be very soon?"
"I ran into my mother and said a few words to her."
Liang Xin walked up to him, hooked her arm around his, and walked towards the room, "You just started sweating, and you're running around in your pajamas. Go get in bed and lie down."
Lu Chongfeng took the malted milk from Liang Xin's hand and turned around to insert the bolt.
He walked to the desk, pried open the lid of the malted milk barrel, scooped two spoonfuls into the enamel jar, took the thermos from Liang Xin's hand, and poured boiling water into the cup.
Before it’s even stirred, the aroma of wheat and milk fills the entire room.
Lu Chongfeng felt the long-lost warmth. When he was stirring with chopsticks, he saw Liang Xin light the glass kerosene lamp, and his heart suddenly softened.
Liang Xin turned off the desk lamp and placed the glass kerosene lamp on the bookshelf. "Is this more comfortable?"
As early as the wedding day, Liang Xin realized that this kerosene lamp was something Lu Chongfeng used to calm himself.
Lu Chongfeng stepped forward and blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room fell into darkness.
A deep voice sounded in Liang Xin's ears, "With you, I don't need it."
"You compare me to it?"
".......It's less than one percent of yours. No, it's one ten-thousandth."
Liang Xin chuckled and turned on the desk lamp.
Lu Chongfeng sat down beside the bed with malted milk in his hand and pulled Liang Xin to sit on his lap. "Take a sip too."
Liang Xin shook her head, "I'll watch you drink. Is there anything you want to eat when you come back?"
"No."
Lu Chongfeng picked up the cup, blew on it, and took a sip. "You didn't write to me about your college life anymore."
“College life is waiting for your news every day.”
Lu Chongfeng was suddenly startled and looked at Liang Xin with the cup in hand.
When he saw this, he seemed to have just woken up and found that Liang Xin's face had become thinner.
The little bit of flesh he had gained in the 11th Division was gone, and his chin was as pointed as a white lotus petal.
The previous redness on his face turned into a paleness that was obviously due to lack of blood.
Even a faint layer of dark circles can be seen under the eyes.
He once kissed and rubbed Liang Xin's face, but couldn't find any flaws. Now Liang Xin's face has become like this.
Lu Chongfeng's eyes became hot as he finally realized that even though he had returned home, his heart and soul were still on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang.
Even though he embraced Liang Xin, the girl he had been dreaming about, he still hadn't become a normal person.
The enamelware mug fell onto the bedside table.
Lu Chongfeng turned around and suddenly kissed Liang Xin's lips.
Hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Liang Xin tasted the saltiness and opened her lips. She thought of what he wrote in the photo: his throat was smoking with thirst, he couldn't peel the pineapple carefully, and his tongue was bleeding from the small thorns in the pineapple. She gently used the tip of her tongue and her lips to soothe her tongue which had been pierced by the pineapple thorns many times.
The hot breath was filled with the aroma of wheat.
Lu Chongfeng enjoyed Liang Xin's tenderness.
After a long time, I feel that gentleness is not enough.
He held the back of Liang Xin's head and rubbed it harder.
Liang Xin was afraid of touching his wound, and felt sorry for him being injured, so she lay on him, licking and kissing his new wound like a little animal.
Lu Chongfeng lay on his back on the pillow, put his hand behind Liang Xin's head, and gently stroked her soft black hair.
My heart felt sore and satisfied because of Liang Xin's actions.
He thought again of what Zheng Xiaojun said about love.
But I think what Zheng Xiaojun said is bullshit.
At this moment, he wanted to conquer an empire and give it to Liang Xin. Even if bullets rained down on him, he would still hand over the whole world to Liang Xin. This feeling was something Zheng Xiaojun would never be able to understand or describe in his life.
Lu Chongfeng turned over and pressed Liang Xin's lips, kissing her passionately and madly, wishing he could give her his heart through the entanglement of their lips and tongues.
This night was extremely gentle, and they gave all their tenderness to each other.
Liang Xin woke up again and was woken up by Lu Chongfeng.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Lu Chongfeng holding an enamel tray with nutritious breakfast.
Milk, boiled eggs, egg pancakes, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, a basket of soup dumplings, three diced shrimps, dried radish, and big meat buns...
Liang Xin almost thought she was seeing things and closed her eyes.
"I can't sleep anymore."
Lu Chongfeng put the enamel tray on the desk, turned around and dug Liang Xin out of the quilt.
After finishing last night, Lu Chongfeng took Liang Xin to the bathroom to wash her up. The temperature was very low in winter, and he was afraid that Liang Xin would catch a cold, so he helped Liang Xin put on her pajamas. So when Liang Xin got up, she felt refreshed except for the discomfort from not having sex for a long time.
Lu Chongfeng wrapped Liang Xin up with her feet in his military coat and carried her to the desk to sit down. "Brush your teeth after eating. You'll be late for class."
Liang Xin said sleepily, "Why did you prepare so much breakfast? Didn't you say you didn't want to eat anything?"
"Look at how thin you are. Your chin is so pointed now."
Lu Chongfeng held Liang Xin in one hand and picked up the chopsticks with the other hand. He picked up a steamed dumpling and put it in the vinegar dish, dipped it in vinegar, leaned over and blew on it, and then fed it to Liang Xin.
Liang Xin yawned and stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth.
“.......”
Can soup dumplings be fed like this?
Liang Xin wanted to pick up the bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge and put the soup dumplings in it.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Chongfeng suddenly realized that the soup dumpling was juicy, so he stopped Liang Xin from taking the bowl. He pinched her chin, and took the soup dumpling that was about to burst in her mouth and put it into his own mouth.
Liang Xin: “….”
Lu Chongfeng looked at Liang Xin, chewing a whole soup dumpling, "Next time, don't raise your hand and ask me to take the food you feed you like a dog. Just put it in your mouth and give it to me. This way it tastes much better!"
Liang Xin gritted her teeth and said, "I think you don't need post-war psychological counseling anymore."
"What is that? I certainly don't need it!"
Lu Chongfeng swallowed the soup dumpling and scooped a spoonful of preserved egg and lean meat porridge to Liang Xin's mouth, "Eat it quickly, and make up for the lost meat many times over!"
Liang Xin chewed the century egg and lean meat porridge, recalling how he suddenly became normal again.
"Take another bite."
Lu Chongfeng stuffed one mouthful after another into Liang Xin's mouth.
Liang Xin realized that she had already finished half a bowl of porridge and a whole egg pancake. "I'm full."
“That’s just how much I ate.”
Lu Chongfeng picked up the milk and handed it to Liang Xin's lips, "I'll eat with you. After eating, I'll ride my bike to take you to school. Then I have to go back to the 11th Division."
Liang Xin was stunned when she heard this and pushed the milk away, "You're going back?"
"I still have a bunch of reports to write when I get home, so I'll have a sip."
While Liang Xin was in a daze, Lu Chongfeng asked her to drink two sips of milk. "We originally came to the military region to attend the celebration meeting. After the meeting, it's time to return to the team."
Liang Xin swallowed the milk slowly, "Is that enough?"
Lu Chongfeng's eyes also gradually became warmer, "You are going to school."
After that, he leaned close to Liang Xin's ear and said, "I'll owe you money when you come back during the summer vacation."
Liang Xin raised her eyelids and looked at him, "Who owes who?"
Lu Chongfeng looked at the milk on Liang Xin's lips, and his breathing became rapid for some reason. "I owe you."
"Then you don't have to pay it back."
"You owe me!"
Liang Xin looked at his lively eyes and raised her hand to grab his thin cheek, "Go back and eat on time, eat more meat, otherwise you will have no strength..."
Lu Chongfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Liang Xin spoke faster, "Otherwise you won't have the energy to train, and it will drain your body!"
Lu Chongfeng picked up a shrimp and brought it to Liang Xin's lips, "So we have to eat all this breakfast, otherwise we won't have the energy."
Liang Xin: “….”
Liang Xin went downstairs and told Chief Lu what Lu Chongfeng wanted to stipulate.
Chief Lu agreed.
"The 11th Division's training brigade participated in the entire battle. Post-war psychological counseling is crucial, and psychologists have been stationed in the 11th Division Hospital."
Chief Lu said: "When you go back, you must set a good example and take the lead in attending the doctor's psychological counseling class. If you don't go, other cadres will not go either."
Lu Chongfeng did not object to this.
Liang Xin also breathed a sigh of relief.
Because she was very worried about Lu Chongfeng's condition and didn't know whether his normal condition was temporary, Liang Xin came with anticipation.
Before returning to the 11th Division, Liang Xin asked her mother-in-law about Lu Chongfeng's birthday, and it turned out to be at the beginning of summer vacation.
In the past, funerals and weddings were not allowed to be lavish, and the Lu family did not seem to have the habit of celebrating birthdays.
She didn't know how many years it had been since she last celebrated her birthday, nor had she celebrated anyone else's birthday, and she had completely forgotten about it.
Liang Xin suddenly felt very sorry.
It’s a pity that I missed two birthdays with Lu Chongfeng.
I went to the department store and carefully selected a gift. Since Lu Chongfeng used military supplies for everything, they were difficult to buy and it took me a long time to choose.
After returning to the 11th Division, on Lu Chongfeng's birthday, Liang Xin came to the bakery and started working after a long time.
The four of them gathered around curiously.
Zhong Xuelian asked: "Liang Xin, what are you going to do?"
Liang Xin said, "Make a birthday cake."
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