A comrade scooped the boiled rough grain porridge into a large wooden barrel, and when he heard her voice, he looked up and showed a mouthful of big white teeth: "Hey!
I know you!
That pretty capable little medic. ”As he spoke, he rubbed two handfuls on his face with his sleeves, wiped his hand on the apron a few times, and then walked over: "Why are there so many medicines?"
How do you need to boil it, and what should you pay attention to?
”"Everyone on the highlands has to drink, and there must be no less."
Zhao Xiaoman smiled, and then said tentatively: "If a few comrades don't mind, can I stay and help you?"
”It's not that she's too careful, it's that the troops have a strict division of work areas, especially cooking classes like this, don't look at them just cooking, but who in the army doesn't need to eat?
But if anything goes wrong, it's a big deal.The comrade standing in front of Zhao Xiaoman did not speak, but looked at a veteran soldier who was cutting potatoes: "Old squad leader......"
The old squad leader raised his head, his dark face was full of sweat, but the movements under his hands did not stop: "It's too hot here, how can you trouble other people's little military doctors?"
What if I'm tired?
I can't do this little thing well, do you want to do it?
”This is the meaning of rejection, or the kind of ruthlessness.But Zhao Xiaoman has never been the kind of person who gives up his goal because of other refusals, especially the old squad leader's words are not without loopholes for her to catch, like this kind of rejection that is good for her, it is precisely what she is most likely to reverse.So she didn't understand the old squad leader's refusal words, and her face was full of emotion: "Old squad leader, you don't have to think about me, although I am just a temporary little military doctor, but a passionate heart is definitely towards the People's Liberation Army and the villagers, so what is this idea of bitterness and tiredness?"
”Seeing that they all looked at it because of their own words, Zhao Xiaoman's face did not change, and his heart did not beat: "It is my honor to serve everyone, and I will only be proud of it!"
I won't choose this path if I'm afraid of hardship and tiredness, so I appreciate your kindness, old squad leader, but as a student who has been specially recruited into a military academy by relying on medical skills, if I feel bitter and tired even after boiling medicine, then I am not worthy of being a quasi-military cadet, and I have no face to accept the careful training of the motherland!
”"I think that the Red Army's Long March 25,000 has come back then, as the successor of communism, if I can't even do the most basic work of boiling medicine, I feel ashamed of everything that the revolutionary ancestors threw their heads and spilled their blood, and I will feel that standing here now is disrespectful to them, and even insulting......"
The old squad leader was completely stunned by her remarks as if he did not agree with her participation in boiling medicine, which was the biggest blow to her future career as a military cadet, and it was even better to die.
But if people say this, if you think about it carefully......
It seems to make sense.The old squad leader opened his mouth and said half-loudly: "In the end, ...... is a cultural person", this eloquence is very good, forget it, just boil the medicine, anyway, it was her own job, just to borrow the pot of their cooking class, the old squad leader waved his hand: "You use it!"
”"Yes!"
Zhao Xiaoman, who got permission, smiled and gave a military salute: "Guarantee to complete the task!"
”…… If you get cheap, you can sell well!
When Zhao Xiaoman was boiling water, the comrade who scooped rough grain porridge glanced at the old squad leader who was stir-frying, and then quietly touched it: "Comrade Zhao Xiaoman, right?"
You really are this ......" he gave a thumbs up, then lowered his voice: "I've never seen our old squad leader compromise!"
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