On both sides of the street, there is a section of the community wall, followed by several shops, including a small shop, a popsicle vendor standing under the shade of the trees by the roadside, a tailor shop, and a barber shop.
After walking for a while, Zhao Huanhuan suddenly said, "I'll take you to see my junior high school."
Lin Yuan nodded, then suddenly asked, "Have you seen those classmates you wrote about in your diary since graduation?"
"Are you talking about Zhang Yue and He Lanhai?" Zhao Huanhuan asked.
Lin Yuan nodded, raising an eyebrow at her, "There's also a junior high classmate named Du Rui, the one who wrote you a love letter."
"Huh?" There's a classmate who wrote love letters in the diary?
She skimmed through her junior high school diary last night, without looking closely. She was surprised to find that there were classmates who had written love letters to the original owner of the body.
"After graduation, we went our separate ways and lost contact." After graduation, Zhao Huanhuan went to work as a temporary worker in a cotton mill and indeed never saw her classmates again.
Lin Yuan gave a soft "oh," a sound that seemed to carry a hint of amusement.
Zhao Huanhuan glanced at him, coughed lightly, and asked with a smile, "Are you still jealous of the love letters I received in junior high?"
Lin Yuan's ears turned red, and she smiled shyly. "I'm not jealous, I'm just asking. I'm really afraid that some guy your age will suddenly pop up in front of me and yell that I'm too old to be good enough for you, and that he's young and the right person for you to marry."
Zhao Huanhuan covered her mouth and laughed. She never expected that someone who seemed like a sunny and confident People's Liberation Army uncle would have such an insecure side.
Lin Yuan was embarrassed by her laughter, coughed lightly, and looked at her intently, saying, "I'm telling the truth. Before our squad leader married his wife, he dated her for three years. He was challenged to his face by one of his wife's suitors, who said that he was always in the army and could not give his wife happiness, and that he should give up if he could not give her happiness."
Zhao Huanhuan asked in surprise, "Really? There's such a thing? What did your class monitor do?"
She was quite curious: had young people in this era become so free in their relationships? She had always thought that young people in the 70s and 80s didn't experience love.
"Our squad leader challenged that guy to a physical contest on the spot, playing basketball, and beat him. After returning home, our squad leader became increasingly worried that his wife had really been kidnapped. Before returning to the unit, he hurriedly held a wedding. Then, after returning to the army, there was a transfer order. Another company needed a political instructor, so our squad leader was transferred. He applied for a dormitory there and brought his wife there for the Spring Festival."
"After the New Year, he even brought his sister-in-law to visit us and had a meal with us. His sister-in-law's cooking is delicious." Lin Yuan spoke of his time in the military with a relaxed smile on his face. For the past few years, his entire life has revolved around the people and events in the military.
All I could tell Zhao Huanhuan were the funny stories about these people I was close to.
In fact, the veterans who stayed behind are now all squad leaders. The squad leader he was referring to was his old squad leader after he joined the camp. When he was transferred out of their camp, his old squad leader had already put on a four-pocket uniform and officially stayed in the army as a soldier.
Although he became a squad leader after staying on three years ago, he is still only considered a soldier and wears an ordinary military uniform with only two pockets on his shirt.
Zhao Huanhuan glanced at him and could tell that he really enjoyed his life in the military.
It's hard to believe that the person he is now is the same person he was last night when we talked about 1966.
"Then you can rest assured, we'll be getting married soon, and I don't have any other suitors. No one else will come up to you and provoke you," Zhao Huanhuan said with a smile.
Lin Yuan chuckled and gave a soft "hmm".
He thought so too.
After visiting the school, they went to the mall and browsed around. After Zhao Huanhuan bought him toothpaste, a toothbrush, a towel, and other daily necessities, the two of them strolled around looking at the items in the mall.
Zhao Huanhuan remembered something and pulled him towards the men's clothing section, wanting to buy him a white shirt.
He's been wearing his military uniform ever since he came back. Zhao Huanhuan saw him last night and thought he looked good in civilian clothes, so she wanted to buy him a white shirt.
The two arrived at the counter selling white shirts. Zhao Huanhuan asked the sales clerk behind the counter, who was arranging clothes with his back to them, "Comrade, could you get me one of the white shirts he was wearing?"
After saying that, he pointed at Lin Yuan.
The sales clerk looked very young from behind, probably around twenty years old. When he heard Zhao Huanhuan's voice, he paused, quickly turned around from arranging the goods, looked at Zhao Huanhuan, and asked in surprise, "Zhao Huanhuan, is that you?"
Zhao Huanhuan was also taken aback. Was this someone she knew? Who was it?
Seeing her stunned expression, the other person quickly introduced himself, "I'm Du Rui? No way, old classmate, we've only graduated for a little over two years, and you don't recognize me?"
Zhao Huanhuan: ......
That's quite a coincidence!
"Huh? It's you? What are you doing as a sales clerk?" Zhao Huanhuan asked in surprise.
“My mother was injured and had difficulty moving around, so I took over her shift at work.” Du Rui finished speaking and shook his head. “I heard you went to the cotton mill, but when I went to find you, I found out you had gone to the countryside to work as an educated youth.”
"Yes, I came back to see my parents yesterday, and I'm going back in a few days. You didn't go to the queue?" Zhao Huanhuan asked curiously.
"No, because of my mother's illness, I don't need to go to the countryside anymore. I have to take care of my mother and go to work." After Du Rui finished speaking, he looked at Lin Yuan carefully for a few moments. When he met Lin Yuan's indifferent gaze, Du Rui subconsciously straightened up and asked Zhao Huanhuan, "Old classmate, is this your relative?"
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