Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Six Parts)

"Then you wait for me at Lao Has's house for a day. After I have met Political Commissar Fang, I will come down to find you as soon as possible." Zhang Songling glanced at Qinglian and said helplessly.

Xiao Qinglian's previous accusations against Fang Guoqiang were obviously strongly emotional. Now she has forced her to go up the mountain with everyone, which can only make things more complicated. In addition, Zhang Songling has not figured out how to deal with the relationship with this Mongolian girl so far. Raskingly bringing her to the camp to meet Fang Guoqiang, Lao Zheng and others will cause many unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Then, you must come down early and find me early. I, I live alone under the mountain, I'm a little scared." Seeing Zhang Songling's promise so simply, Xiao Qinglian immediately began to regret it. She bit her lips a few times and reminded her nervously.

"It's okay." Zhang Songling gently rubbed her hair and responded with a smile as if comforting a child, "It's all at the foot of the mountain. The Japanese and traitors are not so easy to touch them. Besides, the two sons of Lao Has have joined the guerrillas. With this one, he will not sell you to the Japanese."

"Yeah." Xiao Qinglian thought for a while and nodded slightly. Most of the people of all ethnic groups living near Qilin Ridge became hard-core supporters of the guerrillas, so she didn't have to worry about her personal safety at all, especially when both sides spoke Mongolian words, protecting the guests became the natural responsibility of the Lao Has family. Even if they encountered any danger, they would push her onto the war horse as soon as possible, instead of handing over the guests and protecting their own small family.

What she really worried about was whether Zhang Songling would keep her promise after she went up the mountain and escort her back to the palace. Even the two of Mr. Long and Sister Siqin were separated by the son of Fang. The relationship between her and Zhang Songling, or Zhang Songling, for no matter what, could not be deeper than the relationship between Mr. Long and Sister Siqin.

Girls in love are blind and extremely sensitive. They often regard the man's unintentional behavior as their love and care for themselves, and are deeply intoxicated by it. They often feel keenly that their weight in the other person's heart is not as heavy as they imagined because of the little emotions the man occasionally shows. Therefore, they are sad. Under the influence of this kind of mood of gain and loss, most of their actions are hard to say that they are rational. However, the first thing that these irrational behaviors are often hurt in the end is themselves.

With full of anticipation and anxiety, Xiao Qinglian waved her hand to say goodbye to everyone and rode her horse in the direction of Lao Has's house. Zhang Songling first watched her back and then continued to lead the team to the camp. Before she could enter the mountain pass, Fang Guoqiang had already brought Lao Zheng and other main cadres of the guerrillas to meet them from above. Everyone's face was filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts.

"Since I received a telegram from the military sub-district, everyone has been counting the days and looking forward to your return. Today I finally came. I quickly went up the mountain. The kitchen team had just slaughtered a few sheep, and everyone was just making a pot and slaughtering teeth." Fang Guoqiang said excitedly, holding Zhang Songling's hand.

Over the past year, he was twice as dark as before. The edges on his face became more and more obvious. He looked full of masculinity and also brought a maturity that many peers could not have. Compared with the two, Zhang Songling, who was holding his hands at the moment, looked much more round and younger. When he said something, he even felt a little unfamiliar and discomfort: "Ah, the sheep are all killed, so hurry up and take everyone up the mountain. After eating dry food for so long along the way, the oil and water in everyone's stomachs had long been empty."

Turning his head, Zhang Songling said to everyone behind him: "This is Zhengcommissar Fang of our guerrillas, Lao Zheng, the first squadron leader, Xiao Zou, the deputy captain of the third squadron, and the others are also the backbone of our guerrillas. As we go, I will introduce it to everyone in detail. The sheep has been killed. Everyone hurry up and go up the mountain to try the freshness."

"Thank you, Political Commissar Fang, thank you, Captain Zhang." The students and the soldiers escorted the students heard that there was mutton and immediately moved their index fingers, said thank you in their mouths, and took a step and followed Zhang Songling to the mountain.

Zhang Songling felt very strange in his heart when there was no Zhao Tianlong and Xiao Zheng in the team to welcome him. However, in front of so many people, he could not directly point the topic to Zhao Tianlong. While introducing the host and the guest, he was watching around intentionally or unintentionally. The more he looked, the more he felt that the Qilin Ridge at this moment was very different from the one he remembered.

It is neat, formal, clean, and completely like a regular army camp. It is not inferior to the 24th Regiment of the Hebei Central Military Region. In terms of the complexity and diversity of defense facilities, it is even comparable to the camp of the Hebei Central Military Sub-district headquarters. After all, the latter has been constantly moving its positions for more than a year, while the main camp of the Black Stone Guerrillas has always been located on Qilin Ridge in Lamagou.

It can be seen that Fang Guoqiang has spent a lot of effort on the development and construction of the guerrillas. Like Lao Zheng, Xiao Zou and others, he regarded Lamagou as his home, rather than a station in his life journey. This made Zhang Songling increasingly reluctant to ask about Zhao Tianlong and Siqin in front of many outsiders. He could only patiently join Fang Guoqiang in entertaining guests, and try his best to meet the guests' curiosity and various life needs.

After finally waiting for the reception banquet, the students and the soldiers escorting the students were taken to rest. Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang exchanged glances and walked towards the brigade headquarters. Lao Zheng and Xiao Zou and other cadres understood that after more than a year, the captain and political commissar must have some communication in private, so they took the initiative to stay in the canteen and clean up the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks with the cooks.

The furnishings of the brigade headquarters have basically not changed much from last year. The only thing that comes out is a huge wooden file cabinet, which contains various information that does not need to be kept confidential in various categories, and corresponding labels are pasted on each grid of the cabinet. In this way, the location of various documents can be clearly seen at a glance. Even if people who have not been in and out of the brigade headquarters for a long time, they will not encounter too much trouble if they want to hand over some work.

Picking up the teapot from a familiar position and pouring a bowl of warm water for both myself and Fang Guoqiang. Zhang Songling pondered the words and said with a smile: "I finally came back, just like a dream. I thought it might be assigned to another place by the military region. I didn't expect to be able to return home so soon."

"You can't go anywhere else." Fang Guoqiang took a big sip of water, put down the stone pottery bowl made by the workshop under the guerrillas, and responded loudly, "Brothers are looking forward to you coming back early day and night, including Zhou Heizi's Independent Camp, and have been asking for your news."

"Inquiry what I do. Zhou Heizi now wants people and guns. I won't still think about our guerrillas, right?" Zhang Songling smiled and asked in a low voice. Li Laojiu, the deputy battalion commander of the Independent Battalion, had a very poor evaluation of Fang Guoqiang. The reason is that the problem is most likely in the relationship between the guerrillas and the Independent Battalion, rather than the conflict between Fang Guoqiang and him. Follow Fang Guoqiang's words to understand this problem clearly. It will be of no benefit to the relationship between himself and Zhou Heichang in the future and to resolve the conflict between the guerrillas and the Right Banner Prince's Mansion.

Sure enough, when Fang Guoqiang mentioned Zhou Heichang's name, he frowned slowly. After thinking about it, he responded in a low voice, "That's not the case. However, for more than a year, he has not stopped. He always artificially creates some problems and tests our reactions, as if we have a grudge against him."

"Creating problems, what problems he has created? Can you tell me about it?" Zhang Songling jumped slightly and asked in surprise. What Fang Guoqiang described was not Zhou Heichang's style of behavior. In his impression, Zhou Heichang liked to go straight to everything. Even if he tried to annex the guerrillas back then, he took the initiative to come and said it out directly in front of many people.

"There are too many things that I make a little trouble almost every month, otherwise I will feel idle." Fang Guoqiang shrugged and responded with a wry smile, "And every time he grasps the position very accurately, which makes us feel very uncomfortable and cannot treat this kind of thing as a conflict between the two families. Well, I left a file of what happened between the guerrillas and them, and counted the third lattice from the top on the left side of the filing cabinet. When you have time, you will see it clearly. By the way, if I guess correctly, it should be Peng Xuewen who gave him advice behind him. Our old friend, shortly after I came back, followed him, and his administrative office was built next to Zhou Heichang's battalion."

"Peng Xuewen, he actually came too, how about it, have you ever competed with him?" Zhang Songling's heart immediately flashed several lightnings. Many confusing places in his heart were immediately shining brightly. Since Peng Xuewen ran to Heishi Village, if he didn't instigate Zhou Heicang to give some stumblings to the guerrillas, he would be ashamed of the military commander's skin on him. Fang Guoqiang was born to be incompatible with Peng Xuewen, and he was in a different camp now, so he must be too vengeful.

In this way, it would be strange if Li Laojiu of the Black Stone Independent Camp could say that Fang Guoqiang was good, but how could Comrade Lao Fang offend the Right Banner Palace so harshly? If it was just because of Zhao Tianlong's marriage approval issue, he should take the initiative to find an opportunity to explain it clearly to Siqin. After all, the benefits of cooperation with the Right Banner Palace outweigh the disadvantages, and the development of the Black Stone guerrillas also owed Siqin a huge favor.
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