Diary: July 29, 1980, sunny

Yesterday, I received a letter from my comrade Shi Yinlin, telling me that he informed the political commissar that the company commander of the recruit company to transfer me to the farm to work in order to arrange for his fellow villager to go to the regiment headquarters. The political commissar attached great importance to it and expressed his inquiries about this matter. I was very excited and thanked my good brother, good comrade Shi Yinlin, who kept me in my heart. Logically speaking, he was a soldier who dared to take risks to report to the regiment political commissar, which was beyond the level. Especially when he said in the letter, "At worst, you can retire and go home together." This made me feel very touched. My heart, which had already been cold, was activated again. It seems that there are still many good people in this world, and villains are a minority after all. Being lucky enough to meet is a wealth in my life, and I must remember it for the rest of my life. Thank you, my good brother Yinlin, you and I will be friends for the rest of my life!

As the diary said, after experiencing the first heavy blow in my life, I was cheered up again under the care of my comrades-in-arms and the leaders of the farm and survived the most difficult years of farming. Brother Yinlin's letter turned into a stone and threw it into my heart that was originally as quiet as water, with layers of ripples, and my heart once again found difficulty in calming down.

In the recruit company, Shi Yinlin and I were comrades-in-arms who slept side by side with the same age, same family background and personality, which made us soon become good brothers who could talk about everything. At that time, in the recruit company, every recruit wanted to show his talents in front of the leader. Shi Yinlin won the attention of the regiment headquarters with his invincible table tennis talent in fighting all over the company. I also attracted the attention of the regiment headquarters with my beautiful blackboard skills. We were both soldiers who were determined to be assigned to the regiment headquarters. This was by no means a rumor, but the relevant officials and staff of the regiment headquarters had met us directly, which could be said to be basically a foregone conclusion. But in the end, I was replaced by someone to farm in the regiment logistics farm.

I have always clearly remembered that before we left, Shi Yinlin, who had been assigned to the police platoon of the regiment headquarters, held my hand and repeatedly cared for me, don’t be discouraged. If you want to cheer up, he will definitely help me get justice.

When I stepped on the military vehicle and left, Shi Yinlin chased me all the way regardless of the discipline of the queue, shouting from afar: "Love the people, don't be discouraged, take care of yourself..." Until he was held hard by the receptionist, his hand was still waving. That scene made me cry. For the first time, I understood the true meaning of the love of a comrade. Whenever I think of this unforgettable scene, I would burst into tears.

Shi Yinlin told me in the letter that he and fellow villagers who were assigned to the regiment headquarters often mentioned me when they were free and were very sympathetic to my unfair experience. However, since they were all recruits in the first year, they could only dare not speak out and complain secretly. However, he did not forget his promise when he parted, and was always looking for a suitable opportunity to reflect my experience upward.

Coincidentally, after the division of troops, Shi Yinlin was assigned to the guard squad and was the guard of the political commissar, which gave him more opportunities to get in touch with the political commissar. This political commissar was the political commissar Fang Litang who had visited us twice and had a discussion with our new recruits.

At a comrade-in-arms party more than 30 years later, when I asked Shi Yinlin in detail about his situation back then, he told me all this in full, which made me quite moved. I picked up the wine glass and drank it all, respecting my old comrade-in-arms.

Shi Yinlin told me that at the beginning, out of respect for the leader, he felt very awe of the political commissar. Not to mention that he reflected these major events that were unhealthy in the army with the political commissar, he would not even say anything outside of work. This is the minimum rule of a guard soldier around the leader.

After a few months, Shi Yinlin won the trust of the political commissar with his steady personality, clever reaction and diligent style. He and the chief had deeper feelings from strangers to familiarity, to being as close as father and son. He felt that the conditions were ripe and it was time to take action.

Finally the time has come.

One evening, the political commissar after dinner was in high spirits and said to Shi Yinlin who was following him: "Xiaoshi, go out and have a walk."

Shi Yinlin followed the political commissar and walked along the winding mountain road. The political commissar smoked and asked while walking: "How is it, Xiaoshi, have you adapted to the life of the army?"

Shi Yinlin answered readily: "There is no problem for the political commissar, everything is very good here. I am very happy here and my family is very relieved."

The political commissar nodded, looked at the beautiful scenery of the military port in the distance under the sunset and said slowly: "Okay, although we are the naval engineer troops, you see, these military ports are all built by our engineer troops, and we are a group of unknown devotees."

Listening to the political commissar, Shi Yinlin was thinking about how to report my questions to the chief. He didn't know where to start and fell into deep thought.

The political commissar found that he was in a bad mood and asked with concern: "What's wrong, young man, what are you thinking?"

Shi Yinlin then recovered and said to the political commissar apologetically: "I'm sorry, the political commissar, I remembered someone."

"Oh? Who?" the political commissar asked with concern.

At this time, Shi Yinlin finally plucked up the courage to say to the political commissar: "I remember one of my comrades-in-arms at Fenghua Farm."

The political commissar asked with a smile: "Why, do you think you are in the regiment headquarters and he is farming on the farm. You are not fair?"

Shi Yinlin quickly explained: "No, political commissar, I don't mean that. I feel sorry for him. He is a talented person and should not have farmed on the farm. You know this person."

The political commissar was stunned when he heard this: "Oh, who?"

Shi Yinlin reminded: "Political Commissar, do you still remember the Shanghai soldier who was the first to speak when you came to our recruit company to hold a symposium?"

The political commissar did not forget me. His eyes suddenly shone with excitement and said to Shi Yinlin: "I remember that his father is from the Shanghai Guard Area and a junior of the army. He said it very well. This young man is good. I heard that he is still very talented..."

At this point, the political commissar suddenly stopped his smile, stared at Shi Yinlin and said, "You mean, your comrade-in-arms who farmed on the farm is him?"

Shi Yinlin nodded silently, looked into the distance with some sadness and said, "He did a lot of hard work on the farm, and suffered all the hardships..."

The political commissar asked in confusion: "Oh, it's not right. I remember that before the division of troops, the Military Affairs Department reported to the Chief of Staff for review, and the Chief of Staff also reported to me and the Chief of Staff. I heard that his name seemed to be... "

"Huang Aimin", Shi Yinlin added.

The political commissar said affirmatively: "Well, it's him. When he reported, he said that he had artistic talent, could write and draw, had beautiful pictures, and could play movies..."

The political commissar suddenly raised his tone: "Hey, didn't you say that the publicity department wanted him to play movies? Why did you get him to the farm again?"

Shi Yinlin looked at the political commissar's increasingly gloomy face and dared not answer any more. He was a little scared.

The political commissar asked: "Xiaoshi, tell me, what's going on?"

At this time, Shi Yinlin was also in extreme conflict. He obviously felt that the political commissar was a little angry and did not dare to chew on the sound.

The political commissar said firmly: "Tell me everything you know, this is an order!"

So Shi Yinlin told the political commissar one by one the whole process of me being dropped on the farm. The political commissar nodded while listening, and then took another cigarette, frowned with a terrible expression.

After hearing this, the political commissar waved to Shi Yinlin and said, "Go away, go back!"

At this moment, Shi Yinlin's heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't imagine what the political commissar would do next.

As soon as he returned to his office, the political commissar raised the phone number and asked him to come to his office immediately.

The Chief of Staff came soon. Shi Yinlin poured water for the Chief of Staff and was about to leave. The political commissar said to him: "Xiaoshi, stay."

The Chief of Staff looked at the serious political commissar, not knowing what had happened.

The political commissar handed a cigarette to the chief of staff and slowly said: "You have reviewed the list of new recruits this year, have you?"

The Chief of Staff lit the smoke and nodded, "Yes, I have seen it all, what's wrong?"

The political commissar pointed at Shi Yinlin and said, "Just just now, Xiaoshi and I went out for a walk. He accidentally mentioned a soldier. It turned out that he was assigned to the film team of the regiment headquarters. Do you still remember what you introduced when reporting to me and the regiment commander? This soldier is a child of the army, has artistic talents, and can play movies. Do you remember this soldier?"

The Chief of Staff remembered and nodded, "Remember, Secretary Yang from the Propaganda Department, also went to the recruit company to talk to him. Before joining the army, he was a film projection team, and he could draw pictures and play movies, and he performed well in all aspects."

Speaking of this, the Chief of Staff understood and slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, I have heard the discussion below. Secretary Yang is not satisfied with the current soldier and said that it was not the person he originally chose, was he lost?"

The political commissar said: "Call Officer Yang to come."

A few minutes later, Director Yang shouted: "Report" is here.

The political commissar asked him carefully about the ins and outs of me and the current recruit in the film team.

Secretary Yang recalled that what he had determined was indeed not the current soldier. He had a good reputation and was very satisfied with me. He clearly asked me to go to the Propaganda Department Film Group of the Regiment Department. But when he came back from a business trip, he saw it not me, but a strange face, who could not draw pictures or play movies. He once reported to the Military Affairs Department, but later he stopped asking about it.

The political commissar said with a straight face: "But do you know where this good soldier is now?"

Secretary Yang stood upright, not daring to answer, and sweat broke out on his forehead...

The political commissar said angrily: "A good soldier has been thrown away by someone. Now he is farming on the farm!"
Chapter completed!