Among the group of soldiers we joined the army in the same year, in addition to our Shanghai soldiers, Jiangsu soldiers and Fujian soldiers, there were also a group of Guangdong soldiers, including Hainan Island, which had not yet been independently established at that time. Among them were my comrade-in-arms Li Nanxiong, and a Li soldier from the foot of Wuzhishan, Hainan.

Li Nanxiong looks like a standard Li man, with a burly body, a big round head, a dark face, and a heavy Cantonese Mandarin. It sounds quite difficult. His comrades often joke with him, saying that he is a returned overseas Chinese, so he didn't talk much, even less.

After the recruit company, we were assigned to the regiment logistics company together and became a farmer. Compared to my extreme disappointment and pessimism, Li Nanxiong was as simple and simple as other soldiers from the countryside, and always maintained his hard and simple nature, which formed a strong contrast and contrast with me, who was called the young master soldier by everyone. Therefore, in the first few months, I always regarded him as my enemy and hated him, which made our relationship extremely tense for a while, and it almost fought several times.

On the first day of the company's registration, the company issued a complete set of brand new toiletries for each recruit, including an enamel basin, tea jar, toothpaste and toothbrush and white towel. Although I felt a little reluctant to change the toiletries that had only been used for three months, when I saw the new toiletries, I immediately threw the old ones in my hand on the ground, took the new ones and walked over. But Li Nanxiong was different. When he saw the old utensils I threw away, he muttered and said, "It's so wasteful. Don't you want to learn from Comrade **? How can you waste it?" After saying that, he held the new toiletries in one hand, and still held the old utensils that had been used for three months in the other hand.

According to my observation, Li Nanxiong is probably the one with the largest appetite in our even. According to regulations, breakfast is usually given to each soldier three to four steamed buns, and the porridge is eaten casually. The rice bucket is placed in the center of the canteen, and no matter how many bowls are drunk, I usually eat two steamed buns and one bowl of porridge. I throw the excess steamed buns back into the large aluminum basin where the steamed buns are served. But slowly I found that Li Nanxiong not only killed all the steamed buns in his share, but also served porridge repeatedly, one bowl after another. I really felt that he was very embarrassed. Why was he always reincarnated like a starving ghost? He was so edible, and it was embarrassing!

Once, after dinner, several of our comrades chatted together. When they talked about him, I became the object of being teased again. Who made us comrades in the same class? Helplessly, I blurted out: "Li Nanxiong, your grandma, you are a bear." Unexpectedly, my comrades thought it was easy and soon spread. Many comrades called him "Grandma, a bear" behind their backs. Every time, I felt a little sorry for him. I did not intend to give him such a degrading nickname, but it was too late to say anything now.

Of course, he also clearly felt our contemptuous eyes, became even more silent, and often sat on the stone in front of the camp in a daze.

What made me most angry was that in the dormitory of the army, the toiletries of each class were neatly arranged, and the white towels on the basin were uniformly exposed in triangle shape, which looked standardized and orderly. Only the fifth class, on the row of shelves from top to bottom, had a faded color and a bumpy old basin. The corner of the towel exposed on it was also yellow, which seemed particularly inconsistent with the surroundings. This was Li Nanxiong's toiletry utensils. When we had changed into brand new utensils, he was still using his old set and was reluctant to use the new one. Because this did not violate any discipline, the squad leader did not blame him. He was more fussed by the comrades in other classes. Whenever we were silent, I would not make a fuss in my heart.

Finally, at a class meeting, I fired at him.

"I want to give Comrade Li Nanxiong some advice, because you always use that set of worn-out equipment. Our class is always ridiculed by comrades in other classes, which seriously affects the image of the whole class and the honor of the dormitory in the whole row. I hope you can consider the overall situation and not just think about yourself. This is a manifestation of selfishness." My words resonated with other comrades, and everyone criticized him lightly or seriously. At this time, he said nothing, pursing his lips tightly, lowered his head, and rubbed his hands constantly.

Everyone spoke, but the squad leader did not comment. He kindly said to Li Nanxiong: "Tell me, what you think, be bold, it doesn't matter, they are all revolutionary comrades and comrades-in-arms, just talk."

I saw him slowly raise his head, his expression a little dull, as if he was telling a story, and he was talking to him.

He spoke in Mandarin with a slight voice, which was completely opposite to his tough appearance. We all stretched our ears and listened carefully.

He murmured to himself: "I have lived on the island since I was a child. In our mountain village, my ancestors have made a living by hunting, breeding and growing grains for generations. Not to mention traveling far away, I have never left the mountain village until I joined the army. This was the first time I left my hometown and Hainan Island. I never dreamed that I could become a navy, leave my hometown, and come to the army. Although I was a logistics soldier in the army, I was very satisfied. The rice I ate here was white. I never ate before.

I wrote a letter to tell my family that I live a good life here, that people have gained a lot of weight, and they are all very happy. I know you all look down on me and think I am stupid. In fact, I am a mountaineer who came from a small mountain village. People like me are used to hard life, and I really can't bear to throw away those old things. I will not affect the collective honor. If I have to check or evaluate the superiors, I will replace them with new ones. It is really useful, and I can't bear to."

His words made us speechless, and we couldn't find a word to refute him, and we were all honest and plain. I felt ashamed of my words and couldn't help but take the lead in applauding the truth of this simple Li comrade-in-arms. All comrades, including the squad leader, applauded him. Even the comrade-in-arms of Class 4 and 6 next to me joined the applause.

Li Nanxiong got up from the stool and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. His lips trembled slightly, he rubbed his hands with tears in his eyes, and finally he sent his right hand to his temple, using a military salute as a thank you.

Since that class meeting, I have changed my view of Li Nanxiong. I no longer look at him with contempt. Instead, I admire him more and more every day for being the first to get up, flush the toilet and pigpen, and go to the kitchen to help the kitchen. But I don’t have the same way he tried every means to express his desires and motivations, so my lazy and casual performance formed a strong contrast with him, and was hotly discussed by his comrades as a typical example of both positive and negative aspects of the company.

Finally, at a class meeting, I unfortunately became another object of criticism. Everyone criticized me for my laziness and aloofness. Only Li Nanxiong used seemingly dull words to help me. He still said softly: "I think although Comrade Huang Aimin looks down on rural soldiers a little, he also has great advantages. He is educated and capable. It's a pity that people like him shouldn't come here to farm. He should be a communicator or a guard in the regiment headquarters. It turned out that everyone looked down on me. Now, I'm very happy to be recognized by my comrades. I think everyone can forgive even a country bumpkin like me, and there is nothing that cannot be forgiven for him. After all, he is not a material for farming, and he is a child of a cadre."

That moment made me particularly excited. His image in my mind suddenly became taller. For the first time, I looked at him with gratitude. I made a statement on the spot at the meeting that I wanted to change everyone's view of me, take Comrade Li Nanxiong as an example and be a good soldier.

After the meeting, I took the initiative to find him and pulled him to the parallel bars on the playground. I sincerely said to him: "Male hero, I was bad in the past. I didn't mean to give you a nickname. I must change everyone's view of me. I will compete with you fairly."

He reached out and wanted to hit me and said, "It's all your kid who is so stingy. I gave me such an ugly nickname. You can think of it. Mom, you have to help me eliminate it, otherwise I won't spare you."

I patted my chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm causing trouble, I'll eliminate it myself."

A few days later, before breakfast, when the deputy company commander finished speaking, the platoon leader on duty was about to announce his meal in the cafeteria, I raised my hand and shouted loudly: "Report, I request a speech."

The soldiers in the company looked back at me, and our squad leader looked at me nervously and said, "What are you doing? If you have any questions, you will talk in the class." The platoon leader on duty turned his gaze to the deputy company commander.

The deputy company commander squinted his eyes and looked at me for a while and said, "Tell me!"

I trotted to the front of the queue and saluted the deputy company commander and everyone and said loudly: "I want to apologize to Comrade Li Nanxiong in front of all the comrades in the company. I shouldn't call him grandma, a bear behind my back. I was wrong. From now on, I hope my comrades will no longer call him nicknames, it's over!"

My words aroused the kind laughter of all the comrades in the company. The deputy company commander also smiled and said, "Very good. I have verbally praised Comrade Huang Aimin for proactively admitting his mistakes. I hope everyone will remember his initiative just now. No nicknames are allowed in the future, let alone nicknames from others. Do you understand?"

The entire soldier stood attentively and said loudly, "I understand!", and the company commander and instructor at the end of the standing queue also nodded with satisfaction.

Since then, I have tried my best to target Li Nanxiong, a model of doing good deeds, and look at him. I will do whatever he does. We started a real competition.

At first, everyone, including him, didn't agree. He smiled at me and said, "Hey, I don't believe how long you, a cadre's son, can last? I can't help but feel it. Don't really do it."

I gritted my teeth and said, "I'll have sex with you. Who is not raised by my parents? I'm no different from you. If you don't believe me, just go and see."

It is said that once a person has a goal of chasing, he will be full of motivation. When his comrades find out that I am not joking this time, but really did it, they all look at me with admiration, especially Li Nanxiong. He always looks at me with strange eyes and murmured from time to time: "What does it mean? He is a city man, why do he do this too?"
Chapter completed!