Chen Bei's right trouser leg was empty and he had no legs.
He became a lame.
He is wearing the uniform of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Air Force cadres, which consists of a green cotton plain top, blue trousers, and a large-brimmed hat.
Although this military uniform fits well, it always looks a bit restrained and shabby when worn by a former ace flying officer of the National Army.
Chen Yan had the best relationship with her brother, and tears burst out of her eyes.
How could the handsome and handsome brother Xiao Bei be like this?
She couldn't help but rush forward, but was held back by her mother.
At the airport, drums and drums were blaring, and the unified military band played music.
The thin music was changed by the cold wind.
Two young Communist Youth League members in Lenin uniforms stepped forward and presented the paper flowers in their hands to Chen Bei.
Chen Bei accepted them.
Hua, saluted, and then came down on crutches.
The head of a certain air force stationed in Jiangdong supported the welcome ceremony.
Hundreds of cadres and soldiers were sitting at the venue.
Provincial Chairman Chen Zikun, Provincial Party Committee Secretary Zheng Zeru and relevant leaders sat on the rostrum.
The master of ceremonies introduced Chen Bei, the hero who returned from the uprising by plane.
He stood up and saluted the audience, who received thunderous applause.
The chief asked Chen Bei to give a speech, talking about his ideological journey, how he made the decision to join the light and broke with the Kuomintang reactionaries, and how he fought wits and courage with the enemy to save the plane and land safely.
Chen Bei did not inherit his father's merits in this regard.
He was not good at speaking.
He was silent for a while in front of the microphone and could not say a word.
The auditorium was silent and silent.
The chief was a little embarrassed and was about to say a few words to himself when Chen Bei suddenly spoke: "Actually, I just miss home."
The political cadre of the Air Force winked and took the microphone over: "It was the inspiration of his relatives that made Comrade Chen Bei resolutely revolt.
The Kuomintang reactionaries are entrenched in Taiwan and resisting stubbornly, which separates many flesh and blood and prevents relatives from seeing each other.
We as the people The Air Force must resolutely liberate Taiwan and defeat the Kuomintang reactionaries."
More than a thousand air force soldiers below raised their arms and shouted: "Resolutely liberate Taiwan and defeat the Kuomintang reactionaries."
The political cadres shouted again: "Learn from Comrade Chen Bei" The soldiers also shouted: "Learn from Comrade Chen Bei" The atmosphere became heated, and the army chiefs and local leaders also took turns to speak.
The explanation for Chen Bei's injury was this.
During the sea battle, Comrade Chen Bei fought bravely and tactfully with the enemy.
Unfortunately, he was killed after injuring an enemy plane.
During a sneak attack, he was shot in the leg, and finally returned successfully with the help of our fighter planes.
The welcome meeting ended successfully.
Chen Bei was assigned to the newly established Jiangdong Aviation School as a battalion-level instructor.
It was close to home and easy to take care of.
The organization also allocated him a jeep and a driver as an exception.
After all this work, Chen Bei finally returned to his home where he had been away for a long time.
His mother, Xia Xiaoqing, was waiting at the door.
When she saw her son's empty trousers, she tried hard to hold back her tears and stepped forward to help him.
"Mom, I can walk by myself."
Chen Bei declined and went up the steps with a cane.
His right calf was amputated and he walked very slowly.
The iron head of the cane hit the marble floor as if it were hitting everyone's heart.
When they came to the living room, they were all family members.
Chen Bei revealed the truth.
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The leg injury was accidentally injured by an anti-aircraft gun.
Yan'er asked about the situation at that time and was heartbroken: "There is no need for amputation at all, these quack doctors."
Chen Bei smiled sadly: "Don't blame them.
The medical conditions in Fujian are not good, and wounded soldiers have their limbs amputated."
Xia Xiaoqing wiped away her tears, and Yao Yilei and others also cried with her.
Chen Zikun said: "Anyway, it's good to be together as a family.
You all go back to sleep.
Xiaobei, come to my study."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and left.
Chen Bei picked up the crutches and followed with difficulty.
No one helped him, because everyone knew that Xiao Bei was the strongest.
When he came to the study, Chen Zikun asked his son carefully about the story of the uprising and all the details.
After he finished, he sighed: "It shouldn't be."
Chen Beidao: "Father, did I do something wrong?"
Chen Zikun said: "It may not be wrong to go here, and it may not be right to stay there.
A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise.
In short, now that we have reached this point, it is too late to say anything."
The conversation ended, and the father and son went back to rest.
When Chen Bei was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, his parents were not asleep.
Xia Xiaoqing said that the child was not young anymore and it was time to find a wife.
Chen Zikun said, okay, let's start now.
Help him find it.
In the days that followed, Chen Bei was depressed.
He asked for leave and did not go to work.
He sat at home every day and drank one or two bottles of foreign wine in the wine cabinet every day.
His family wanted to introduce him to someone, but Chen Bei refused.
He thought about how the handsome pilot who was so popular in Yushu Linfeng could be reduced to such a state.
He had to make arrangements at home to find a wife.
He was very determined, and Xia Xiaoqing had to give up.
Liu Nao, who was already interning with the Provincial Party Committee, came to visit Chen Bei once, but he avoided seeing him.
It is said that Liu Nao cried for a long time after returning home.
Until one day, a prosthetic leg carefully made of aviation aluminum alloy arrived from Beijing.
Premier Zhou personally arranged for skilled craftsmen to make it.
The upper part has a leather sleeve that can be put on the knee.
It is light and strong.
Chen Bei installed the prosthetic leg with the help of a nurse.
Slowly stood up.
Chen Bei has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has excellent balance.
He had to hold on to the wall for the first few steps.
Later, he simply walked on his own.
Although he walked slowly, he was very steady.
His pants were covered with prosthetic limbs and he wore leather shoes.
He looked normal.
Same as people.
Now that he can walk, Chen Bei's energy and confidence are slowly recovering.
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He insists on exercising every day.
He started by walking slowly and climbing stairs, and later he was able to jog, ride a bicycle, and drive a car.
Chen Bei finally canceled his leave and went to work at Jiangdong Aviation School.
He wanted to return to the blue sky.
Jiangdong Aviation School was the former Kuomintang Air Force base.
Chen Bei was very familiar with every plant and tree here.
When he saw a few old Japanese planes on the runway, he couldn't wait to sit in them immediately and soar in the blue sky.
The principal of the aviation school, whose surname is Jiang, is an old man.
When he saw Chen Bei coming to work, he was very enthusiastic.
He took Chen Bei's hand and said welcome.
The aviation school is in urgent need of talents, especially ace pilots like you.
Chen Bei said that he could get into work immediately.
Principal Jiang took him around to learn about the basic situation of the aviation school.
The teachers were mainly old revolutionaries from Northeast Aviation School, seedlings brought by Japanese instructors, ground staff and mechanics.
Most of the divisions were retained by the Kuomintang air force, while the cadets were young men with strong political skills and solid physical fitness drawn from the army.
Principal Jiang knew everything about his family, but Chen Bei disagreed.
The aviation school had a strong Japanese style, which made him, an ace pilot from the Flying Tigers, feel very disdainful.
The level of those pilots made him shake his head even more.
The national military flying officers all He is a college student, fluent in English, and a proud man of heaven.
However, these preparatory pilots in front of him are like yam eggs dug out of the soil.
Not many are even literate.
Everything must be taught from the very basics.
"Comrade Chen Bei, I heard that you are an American student studying abroad and you are very knowledgeable.
You can become a cultural teacher for them."
Principal Jiang said with a smile.
Chen Bei immediately refused: "I am good at flying airplanes, so I might as well become a flight instructor."
Principal Jiang said: "We are a junior aviation school and currently do not have flight subjects."
Chen Beidao: "Then let me fly to the head office and make sure not to damage the plane."
Principal Jiang said: "That is a transfer plane for the brothers' troops.
Our aviation school has no right to use it.
Besides, Comrade Chen Bei, you are an old pilot.
Why bother competing with the new soldiers for this little gasoline?
Our country has a weak foundation.
Aviation Use one barrel less gasoline."
Now that the words have come to this, Chen Bei can only obey and become his cultural teacher.
It is already 1950.
Most of the country has been liberated.
The liberation of Tibet and some islands along the southeast coast is also just around the corner.
Land reform is in full swing.
The reorganization of the army is also in progress.
Chen Zikun's old direct line troops have been reorganized into the People's Liberation Army.
Some veteran officers who are too old and unsuitable for front-line command work have been dismissed.
Military leaders like Chen Shou and Gai Longquan have all stepped down.
Having no power or money, I can only come to the official residence on Fenglin Road every day to enjoy the autumn breeze.
As the provincial chairman, Chen Zikun's salary is still very high, and there is also a special allowance of 5,000 yuan per month.
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In addition, his family has a strong foundation, so it is not stressful to take care of these old friends.
However, Chen Zikun could do nothing to feed thousands of old military officers, old police officers, and old officials.
The country had changed its appearance and a large number of personnel retained by the Kuomintang had been laid off.
At the same time, the economy had not caught up, and those who had jobs could not afford to eat.
Full stomach, not to mention these unprofessional personnel.
Chen Shou was full of complaints.
He looked at an opportunity when no one was around and said to Chen Zikun: "Old brothers can't eat and are about to starve to death.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have surrendered.
If it doesn't work, let's go back and become bandits.
I still have something hidden.
There are thousands of guns.”
Chen Zikun said seriously: "What nonsense are you talking about?
Hurry up and hand over the gun."
Chen Shoudao: "The gun is the lifeblood.
You can't hand over the gun even if you have a wife."
Chen Zikun said: "You are so confused that you think a thousand guns can come in handy.
Old Chiang Kai-shek defeated eight million guns, and you are still short of a thousand.
The only effect of hiding these guns and ammunition is to defeat us all."
Go in."
Chen Shou said calmly: "Okay, I'll hand it over."
A thousand American rifles buried in the ground were pulled out.
The bolts were sealed with butter, and the outside was covered with waterproof canvas and wooden boxes.
It was estimated that they would not break down after being hidden for ten or twenty years.
After these weapons were handed over to the Provincial Military Region, Chen Zikun Write a letter to the central government requesting allocation of food to assist the unemployed.
In accordance with the spirit of the central government, the provincial party committee transferred 500,000 kilograms of wheat from grain-producing areas to provide relief to these unemployed people, and did not deal with anyone regarding the concealment of guns.
Shuangxi's wife finally gave birth.
She had been pregnant with one child before but could not keep it, so she was particularly fond of this boy.
He was a boy with a bad constitution.
He had a few yellow hairs on his sickly head, like a little mangy monkey.
During the full-moon wine party, Chen Zikun gave a very heavy gift to Shuangxi.
He only had this son when he was in his forties.
It was really difficult to hold it in your hands for fear of falling, and to hold it in your mouth for fear of it melting.
The father asked the old chief to get it for his son.
As for the name, Chen Zikun thought about it and said, let's just say Chen Zhong, loyal to the country and loyal to the nation.
Chen Shou and Shuang Xi both said it was a good name.
"More importantly, we must be loyal to the party."
Shuangxi said excitedly, but he didn't expect that his words came true: