It was still hot in Guangdong in October.
Chen Zikun left in a hurry.
He didn't have any luggage with him, so he simply took off his riding boots.
He tore off the collar and epaulettes of his military uniform and took them to the pawn shop to exchange them for ten yuan.
He spent one yuan to buy some linen clothes.
I spent 5 cents on a pair of straw sandals, 10 cents on a bamboo hat, and the rest of the money I spent on dry food, which I carried with me on the long journey north.
Guangzhou is a thousand miles away from Hengyang, and it would take at least two months to walk on two legs.
However, this was not a problem for Chen Zikun.
When he came to the Huangsha Station, he spotted a northbound train, and his legs jumped quickly.
We got on board and fell asleep among the mountains of cargo.
When we woke up, the train had arrived in Shaoguan.
The train was unloading and adding coal and water.
Chen Zikun waited for a long time but did not continue to move.
He simply jumped off the train and walked around, only to find that the railway line to the north of Shaoguan only had a foundation and no rails.
He was dumbfounded and asked a worker to find out.
The Guangdong-Hankou Railway is not connected at all, and the furthest north from Guangzhou is Shaoguan.
The rest of the journey could only be walked on two legs.
Chen Zikun found a pressurized water well in the train station, drank enough cold water, ate dry food, and continued on the road.
Along the way, the road is devastated and traces of the war are everywhere.
Among the wild flowers on the roadside, there are piles of bones.
Next to the burned-out farmhouse, new houses have stood.
The scenery in northern Guangdong and southern Hunan is beautiful, and the journey is not.
It wasn’t boring.
When he ran out of dry food, he would help others with farm work and have a meal.
If he had no place to stay at night, he would sleep in a ruined temple or a grave.
This journey gave Chen Zikun a full taste of the human world, and his character became much calmer. .
A month later, Chen Zikun's appearance had completely changed.
His originally fair face was tanned by the sun, he had a big beard, his hair was messy and greasy, and he was covered with fleas.
His summer cloth clothes had long been turned into rags, and his straw sandals It's too bad, just walk barefoot, add a dog-beating stick, and look like a beggar.
That evening, he stayed overnight in a dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain.
It was already late autumn, and the dilapidated temple was leaking from all directions.
Chen Zikun hugged some hay and hid it behind the Bodhisattva and fell asleep.
In the early morning, he was awakened by the loud sound of trumpets in the distance. , got up and walked to the gate of the temple.
In the military camp at the foot of the mountain in the distance, dense soldiers poured into the campus like a tide, and in a moment they became a neat queue.
The genius was bright.
The early winter in Hunan was extremely wet and cold.
Chen Zikun was holding his arms and shivering, but the soldiers on the campus remained motionless.
Looking from a distance, they looked like an arhat standing tall and strong.
Chen Zikun once saw the drill of the Guangxi Army Model Camp.
He was shocked at the time, but compared with the army in front of him, it was absolutely nothing.
Following the command of the commander, thousands of bayonets made a soul-stirring sound.
A forest of bright knives, another command, thousands of bayonets stabbed, the killing sound shook the sky, and the earth trembled slightly.
"You have to be this kind of soldier when you are a soldier."
Chen Zikun, who was deeply shocked, murmured to himself.
After swallowing the last bit of dry food in the ruined temple, Chen Zikun went down the mountain full of hope and went straight to the gate of the military camp.
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The soldier on guard raised his rifle and said: "Beggars, this is not the place for you to come."
Chen Zikun said: "I am not a beggar, I want to join the army."
The sentry looked at him: "Our Third Division is not recruiting troops."
Chen Zikun insisted: "Then I will join the army too."
"You kid, why can't you understand people?"
The sentry got angry and came over to chase the man with his gun.
A mule cart came out of the camp.
The driver was a bearded veteran, and a white man sat in the cart.
Officer Face, when he saw this scene, the officer shouted: "What's going on?"
The sentry saluted and said: "Zhao Junzhi, this guy must surrender to the army."
The white-faced officer looked Chen Zikun up and down and said repeatedly: "You're not small, boy, why do you want to be a soldier?"
Chen Zikun said without hesitation: "In order to have enough food."
This answer was something he had already thought about.
The army is not a university, and boasting about saving the country would only lead to suspicion.
Moreover, his identity was complicated.
He had been a member of the Kuomintang and an officer of the Guangxi faction.
If someone found out, he would be in trouble.
Sure enough, his answer made Zhao Junqi very satisfied.
He waved his hand and said: "Get in the car."
"Okay."
Chen Zikun jumped on the mule cart, which made the cart squeak under the weight.
The veteran curled his lips and said, "You are so heavy, how much do you need to eat in one meal?"
Chen Zikun said: "I eat a lot and do a lot."
Zhao Junqiu said: "You are quite good at talking, boy, what is your name?"
"Sir, my name is Chen Zikun."
"Don't call him Chen Zikun from now on.
Just call him Big Man Chen."
Zhao Junxu changed Chen Zikun's name in one sentence.
The mule cart was going to the city to buy grain.
Chen Zikun learned from their conversation that Zhao Yufeng, a native of Tai'an, Shandong Province, was the second lieutenant adjutant of the Military Supplies Department of the Third Division.
The veteran's name was Wang Degui.
He had been eating grain with Yuan Gongbao since he was a small station.
Youtiao is now the leader of the division's cooking class.
After a while, the mule cart arrived at the entrance of a grain store in Hengyang City.
Zhao Yufeng got out of the cart, dusted off his military uniform and shouted: "Boss, buy rice."
The boss hurriedly came out of the store, rubbed his hands and said: "Zhao Junshi, what a coincidence, the clerk in the store has something to do at home, and there is no one to carry the food.
Why don't you smoke a cigarette and take a break, I will go find someone right away. " Zhao Yufeng said: "No need, I'm taking someone with me."
He turned to Chen Zikun and said, "Big man Chen, it's up to you."
Chen Zikun replied: "Okay".
He went to the rice shop and grabbed a bag of grain and threw it on his shoulder.
The loaded grain was put on the car.
Zhao Yufeng opened his mouth wide and dropped his cigarette.
Wang Degui was also dumbfounded.
This kid really has two arms and brute strength.
Chen Zikun carried a cart full of three thousand kilograms of grain by himself.
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Even the owner of the rice shop was full of praise for his good workmanship.
Back at the military camp, Chen Zikun unloaded grain into the warehouse again.
He was sweating profusely.
He simply took off his coat and carried the big bag with his bare upper body.
When Wang Degui saw the injuries on his body, he took a breath and said: "Boy "Where did you get hurt?"
Chen Zikun said: "The bandits beat me."
Wang Degui smoked his pipe and curled his lips.
Zhao Yufeng went to the munitions office to report the bill.
When he returned to the warehouse, he saw that the grain had been neatly stacked.
He smiled and said, "Big man Chen, you did a good job."
Chen Zikun said: "Sir, can you accept me?"
Zhao Yufeng said: "Yes."
He took a pair of worn gray cloth military trousers and a white cloth jacket from the corner of the warehouse and gave them to him.
Chen Zikun said: "This is not a military uniform."
Zhao Yufeng said in a lively manner: "How can a soldier of the Third Division be so easy to be a soldier?
I am now taking you as a civilian worker in the cooking class of the Munitions Department.
As long as you work conscientiously and have enough rice, what else do you want?"
head" Chen Zikun had no choice but to pick up the clothes and put them on.
The pants were three inches too short and the top barely covered his belly.
Wang Degui knocked the pipe pot on the sole of his shoe and said, "Let's find you a place to sleep."
Following Wang Degui to the door of the barracks, Chen Zikun was about to go in when Wang Degui grabbed him: "That's where the soldiers live.
You are a civilian and live here."
Chen Zikun looked in the direction he pointed, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
That was the stable.
What a shame, I came all the way to join the army, only to be forced to sleep in a stable.
Chen Zikun couldn't swallow this breath, but then he thought about it, everything is difficult at the beginning, why should he become an officer as soon as he came?
When he was at Peking University, his teacher often said If you don't sweep one house, how can you sweep the world?
The same principle applies to the army.
If you are not a good citizen, how can you be qualified to be a soldier?
I don’t believe in this evil anymore.
People are just like people, and they have to look like themselves no matter what they say.
Chen Zikun was worried and followed Wang Degui into the stable.
Wang Degui said: "You will sleep here, and I will give you another job.
Give the horse extra night grass at night, remember?"
"Remember, when will dinner be served, Old Wang?"
Chen Zikun asked angrily.
Wang Degui glared: "Old Wang, you are also the one who wants to call me Mr.
Wang, do you know?"
Chen Zikun said quickly: "I understand, Mr.
Wang."
Wang Degui then said calmly: "Let's go and have dinner with me."
The two came to the kitchen.
This was Chen Zikun's first time seeing a military kitchen.
The big iron pot was big enough for a bath.
The cooking shovel was no bigger than a shovel.
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The firewood in the woodshed was piled as high as the sky.
Wang Degui threw it to him.
An ax: "Go and chop wood."
Chen Zikun said: "Didn't you talk about eating?"
Wang Degui glared again: "How can you cook without firewood?
If you don't have food, you're a bastard."
Chen Zikun had no choice but to chop wood.
After chopping for a while, Wang Degui ordered him again: "Big man Chen, come wash the rice."
After working hard for a long time, the meal was finally ready.
The soldiers who had finished training came down from the school grounds and entered the cafeteria in an orderly manner.
Each person had a large enamel bowl filled with rice and squatted on the ground.
Each class had a pot of vegetables, nothing more than some Radish, green vegetables and tofu are considered meaty if they are slightly oily.
Listening to the sound of the soldiers eating, Chen Zikun's greedy mind almost slipped out, but Wang Degui was still smoking leisurely.
He waited until the soldiers finished eating before letting Chen Zikun clean up the vegetable pots, wash the pots, wash the dishes and sweep the floor.
After that, I was so hungry that my heart was in front of my back.
"Big man Chen, this is your rice."
Wang Degui brought out a large bowl of rice from nowhere, with a layer of yellow and orange crispy rice on top, as well as a plate of dried radish and a piece of bacon.
Chen Zikun's eyes lit up, and he rushed over to chew.
The crispy rice was extremely fragrant, and the dried radish also tasted a different flavor.
Just as he reached for the bacon, he was hit hard by Wang Degui.
"The bacon is for you to eat, and you really eat it."
Chen Zikun was puzzled: "Isn't serving food just for eating?"
"Farts are for you to watch, not to eat."
Chen Zikun nodded ignorantly and looked at the bacon.
Sure enough, he secreted a lot of saliva and had a good appetite.
He took a bite of rice and glanced at the bacon.
Wang Degui became angry again: "Look, you are not afraid of salty."
In the evening, Chen Zikun dragged his tired body to the stable to sleep.
When he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly got hit on the head.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Degui standing with a fierce look: "I asked you to add night grass to the horse.
You give me some night grass."
Forgot to go to Java” Chen Zikun quickly got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to add some night grass to Ma.
Only then did Lao Wang curse.
In the early morning, Chen Zikun was awakened by the wake-up call again, only to find that he was wearing a shabby old sheepskin jacket.
Chen Zikun felt warm in his heart because of the swollen old Wangtou
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