Standing at the foot of Wolf Mountain, a sense of desolation hits you in the face.
Chen Zhong put one hand on his waist and looked at the mountain path. "Xiaojun, this mountain is quite high and dangerous. After walking up a few hundred steps, it's all narrow and winding. How about it? Are you afraid?"
Jiang Jun was looking up at the top of the mountain. Upon hearing this, he turned around and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of any mountain, no matter how high it is!"
Jiang Lan rushed over: "Sister, my shoes are a bit slippery, you have to drag me up the mountain later."
Chen Zhong once again looked at Jiang Yun calmly.
Jiang Jun was wearing a well-tailored black and dark red plaid short coat, black overalls, and a pair of women's work boots.
This outfit, the texture of the clothes, and the style of the shoes are the most popular styles in Beijing nowadays. It doesn't look like something from a small county in a remote area, let alone a minority style.
Jiang Jun reached out and held Jiang Lan's hand: "I told you to wear short boots with patterns on the soles so you can walk steadily, but you didn't listen to me."
Jiang Lan pouted: "These shoes are so hard, my toes hurt when I wear them. I won't feel anything when I dance."
Relatively speaking, Jiang Lan was dressed more like a student in Beijing, with a blue work cloth backpack slung across her shoulder, a light-colored student uniform top, blue khaki pants, and black corduroy shoes with plastic soles that would easily cause her to slip when she stepped on water.
Jiang Jun snorted softly and glared at Jiang Lan. His eyes said, "You just talk back at me! If you can't walk, why not just stay by the car and wait for us?"
Jiang Lan pouted and dared not speak.
Chen Zhong took the lead and stepped onto the stairs: "Let's go. If you can't walk anymore, let the guards carry you."
Jiang Lan looked at the two guards, blushed, and said shyly, "No, I can walk by myself."
That being said, Jiang Lan's physical strength was far from enough. After climbing one or two hundred steps, she started sweating and could not move forward.
Chen Zhong instructed Xiao Dai: "You accompany Xiao Lan and walk slowly behind us. Walk as far as you can. Stop when you are tired and rest when you want. You don't have to catch up with us."
Jiang Lan smiled and thanked him: "Okay, okay, thank you Uncle Chen!"
Langshan is full of strange peaks, rugged and steep.
Jiang Jun walked up five or six hundred steps in one breath, and his face turned red.
Chen Zhong praised: "After all, you have been a soldier, so you have good physical strength. I didn't expect that you can still maintain such a good speed after only being a soldier for a few months."
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "My physical fitness for mountaineering was developed when I was a temporary worker. The factory where my father worked was a tea factory. Every spring and autumn, I would go up the mountain with the villagers to pick tea. Not only did we have to climb mountains, but we also had to climb trees! Uncle Chen, I'm also a good tree climber for picking tea leaves."
The small county town near Chuncheng where she worked was extremely far away from Chuncheng. It was a place with high mountains, dense forests and sparse population. Even today, it was still a place where transportation basically relied on walking.
From the small county town to Chuncheng, she took her sister and took a tea delivery truck, which took two full days.
Chen Zhong was puzzled: "Do you really need to climb the tree to pick tea leaves?"
Jiang Jun shook his head. "The better the tea trees, the taller they grow. The most beautiful tea leaves grow at the very top of the trees."
Well, actually she was greedy. She insisted on picking the tea leaves that received the most sunlight. She even invented a pair of tea-picking shears for this purpose. She could sit safely on the fork of the tree and pick the tea leaves she liked one by one, which not only trained her arm strength but also her eyesight.
Chen Zhong was sweating a little. He took off his military cap and handed it to Xiao Ding, then unbuttoned his cotton-padded jacket: "It's a bit hot. You can take off your cotton-padded jacket now."
Jiang Yun also unbuttoned the two top buttons of his woolen coat, took off the large scarf around his neck, and draped it over his arm.
Looking further back, there was no trace of Jiang Lan.
Chen Zhong: "Xiaojun, should we continue forward? Should we wait for Xiaolan?"
Jiang Jun shook his head. "No need to wait. She must be playing down there. If the weather were a little warmer and there were flowers on the mountain, she would definitely go pick them."
Chen Zhong: "Then go on and tell me about your life in the factory."
Jiang Jun nodded and was about to speak when Jiang Lan's singing voice came from the foot of the mountain. It was the clear voice of a young girl: "Ah Ji~ Lu~~..."
Chen Zhong laughed: "What kind of song is this? A folk song?"
Jiang Yun was ashamed.
Jiang Lan has never been able to change her habit of showing off.
Sure enough, they were only a few hundred steps apart when Jiang Lan couldn't help it.
I hope Jiang Lan will never sing a love song between a man and a woman - Jiang Jun could only pray secretly.
Jiang Lan sang melodiously: "Ah Ji~ Lu~~Ajia, hey~~Ajia!"
Over and over again, long and short, high and low, these words are changing in pronunciation.
Chen Zhong listened for a while and said, "It's very nice! Xiaolan sings very professionally! Xiaojun, can you sing the tea picking song?"
Jiang Jun shook his head: "No. Xiaolan can't learn it, and I can't sing it. If I could sing, it would be nice to sing a duet with her on the mountain."
Everyone has their own talents, this is the truth.
Chen Zhongyi waved his hand: "What do you mean by can or can't sing? Just sing a song, anything is fine, just sing a duet with her, don't tell me you can't sing."
Jiang Jun was helpless. When she was in Chuncheng, she took her sister to the mountains to pick tea leaves. There were often only a few tea pickers in the mountains. As long as you could raise your voice and shout a few times, anything you sang would sound good.
Jiang Lan often sang duets with Jiang Jun. The folk song just now was a duet that the two sisters often sang, except that one was on the tree and the other was under the tree.
Jiang Jun was determined to join the army for his sister. He cupped his hands into a trumpet shape around his mouth, facing the direction of the mountain, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Oh~ Hoo~ Hoo~!"
Her high-pitched and clear singing voice is completely different from her slightly hoarse speaking voice.
Chen Zhong was stunned: "You call this not being able to sing? Don't stop, keep going!"
Jiang Jun started to sing the tune again, singing the familiar "Mountain Songs Are Like Spring River Water": "Sing mountain songs~"
Jiang Lan answered from the foot of the mountain: "One side sings and the other side joins in~"
Jiang Jun only sang the first line, and Jiang Lan took over and sang the rest.
The songs in the movie "Liu Sanjie" are deeply rooted in people's hearts. Jiang Lan's voice is also very beautiful, and the echo in the valley is particularly charming.
Chen Zhong was very satisfied: "Well, it was a good decision to bring you two here today! Why bother applying to an art school? Just become an art soldier! With your level, you can directly join the art troupe."
Jiang Jun was secretly happy. If that was the case, Jiang Yonghua would most likely be vindicated if he submitted his appeal materials.
Only if Jiang Yonghua is rehabilitated and his reputation is restored can Jiang Lan pass the political review to join the army.
"Uncle Chen, please don't tell Jiang Lan about this. She'll lose her temper and start singing out of tune."
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