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Chapter 117 Ordinary Life (Entering the Palace Again, Repost)

He Xiaoping was changing Wang Zhong's dressing. The injuries on his arm and calf had almost healed, and the wound was almost healed. However, the bone in his right arm was also impacted, and he needed to rest for a while before healed.

Then there is the thigh injury, the most serious injury, and the slowest recovery.

Wang Zhong didn't feel embarrassed when he saw He Xiaoping who was carefully wrapping gauze after taking off his pants.

The wounded man with two broken legs lying next to Wang Zhong suddenly asked: "Company Commander, I heard that the art troupe is coming tonight for a condolence performance, do you want to go and see it?"

This is a soldier in Wang Zhong's company, he was not as lucky as Wang Zhong, his leg was directly blown off by the enemy's mortar, and he almost lost his life.

"Condolence performance?" Wang Zhong looked at He Xiaoping suspiciously.

"En!" He Xiaoping nodded in response, still carefully wrapping gauze on Wang Dazhong's leg, without any response.

"Go, why not!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"If the company commander goes there, I will go too!"

"Xiaoping, let's go see together tonight?" Wang Zhong extended an invitation to He Xiaoping.

"This sympathy performance is for you fighting heroes, and I'm not a fighting hero!" He Xiaoping said while helping Wang Zhong put on his pants after the gauze was wrapped.

"Heroes are the ones who charge in the front line, and those who take care of our wounded and rescue the wounded are also heroes. It's just that everyone has a different division of labor." Wang Zhong said.

"The company commander is right!" Wang Zhong's words directly won the approval of the wounded next to him: "Nurse Xiao He, if it weren't for you, we would have gone to see the King of Hades this time."

He Xiaoping didn't speak, and sorted out the medicines in the tray.

Wang Zhongdao: "You look at me like this, if you weren't there to take care of me, would I have gone?"

Watching this scene, the comrades-in-arms of the wounded couldn't help covering their mouths and sniggering.

After so many days, no matter how stupid people are, they can see that there is something tricky between the two of them.

In the evening, Wang Zhong was wearing a cane, and He Xiaoping was pushing a wheelchair, on which sat the wounded man whose legs had been blown off. The three of them came to the auditorium in front of the stage.

Backstage, Hao Shuwen, Lin Dingding and others looked at Wang Zhong and He Xiaoping in front of the stage, their faces were not very good-looking.

Especially Lin Dingding had the most ugly face.

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A month later, Wang Zhong's injuries were completely healed.

Wang Zhong performed excellently in many escort missions. In several encounters with the enemy, he was not afraid of danger, commanded properly, and performed bravely. Wang Zhong shot and killed more than forty enemies alone, smashing the enemy many times Maliciously sabotaging our army's material transportation plan, he was awarded a second-class individual merit. Wang Zhong's transportation company was also particularly outstanding among the transportation troops, and won a collective third-class merit.

Because of this, Wang Zhong was promoted to the first-level deputy battalion, and was favored by several direct superiors.

If Wang Zhong stayed in the army, he would definitely not be bad.

But Wang Zhong applied for demobilization at this time.

He Xiaoping also received a commendation for her outstanding performance.

And with Wang Zhong's presence, He Xiaoping didn't behave like in the original plot, which led to mental problems.

It was already the middle of [-], and the news of the disbandment of the art troupe also reached the ears of the two of them.

In the barracks, He Xiaoping was helping Wang Zhong pack his things: "Where are we going?"

Wang Zhong looked at her: "Where do you want to go?"

"Is there anyone you want to see?"

He Xiaoping's hands paused, her face sank, with a bit of melancholy and depression in her expression, she looked up at Wang Zhong and said, "I want to see my father!"

"I'll accompany you!" Wang Zhong said.

"Hmm!" He Xiaoping's father was once the only concern and hope in her heart, and the only spiritual pillar that supported her until now.

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered the military uniform photo that He Xiaoping tore up and stuffed under the floor.

After Wang Zhong recovered from his injuries, the two came together naturally, without confessing their love, just walked together in such a tacit understanding, "Xiao Ping! Before going to see your father, let's go back to the art troupe!"

"Palindrome Workgroup?"

He Xiaoping looked at Wang Zhong in confusion: "Why do you go back? Isn't the art troupe already disbanded?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Do you still remember that photo of your military uniform?"

He Xiaoping was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Wang Zhong to say this suddenly: "Let's go get it back!"

"How did you know that the photo was in the art troupe?" He Xiaoping really couldn't figure it out, how did Wang Zhong know about this, not to mention Wang Zhong, but those in their dormitory, no one knew except He Xiaoping herself The photo was left under the floor of the dormitory.

"Silly girl!" Wang Zhong said with a smile, "That's your first military uniform photo, why are you willing to throw it away?"

He Xiaoping looked at Wang Zhong, and for some reason, although her heart was warm, her nose suddenly felt sour, and uncontrollable tears welled up in her eyes.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Seeing the tears in He Xiaoping's eyes, Wang Zhong inexplicably felt a strong desire to protect, subconsciously walked forward, opened his arms, embraced her in his arms, and stroked the back of the black-haired head with his right hand .

"Of course it's because I like it! Otherwise, what do you think it's because of!" Wang Zhong said bluntly.

Before the words fell, Wang Zhong could feel the delicate body of the beautiful woman in his arms froze. He Xiaoping summoned up courage, and without knowing where the strength was, she broke free from Wang Zhong's arms, looked up at Wang Zhong, and asked, "I'm not just dreaming, am I?" ?”

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "If it's a dream, then it's a dream that you won't wake up for the rest of your life."

But He Xiaoping suddenly staggered back a few steps, the tears in his eyes could not stop falling down his cheeks: "I...I...I am not worthy of you!"

While talking, he stepped back and shook his head again and again.

But before she could back away, a big hand stretched out and grabbed her wrist.

Wang Zhong stepped forward, grabbed He Xiaoping's arm, looked down at He Xiaoping's eyes, and said seriously and gently: "Xiaoping, don't be inferior, let alone belittle yourself, in my eyes, you deserve all the beauty in this world. "

"I was so stupid before, I only had Lin Dingding in my eyes, but I didn't realize that the most beautiful girl in the world is always by my side."

He Xiaoping was thrown into a turmoil by Wang Zhong's words, her mind went blank, and she subconsciously wanted to break free from Wang Zhong's hand.

But Wang Zhong pulled her into his arms again with a little force, hugged her tightly, and leaned his chin on her shoulder. In an instant, all the defense lines in He Xiaoping's heart were broken, and his hands couldn't help but climbed onto Wang Zhong. back.

Neither of them spoke, and there was no need to express anything with words.

Wang Zhong had completely pried open He Xiaoping's heart, which was riddled with cynicism and prejudice.

Early the next morning, the two hitched a ride back to the city and arrived at the station of the Art Troupe.

Standing on the road, looking at the familiar gate, Wang Zhong didn't feel anything. Although he integrated Liu Feng's memory, he didn't inherit Liu Feng's feelings. Naturally, he didn't have any feelings for the art troupe, but after all, Liu Feng stayed in the place for many years, but he was a little bit emotional.
But He Xiaoping's mood was complicated.

This place once carried her dream, but later she discovered that the so-called dream she once called was just a girl's unrealistic fantasy.

First of all, it was far more cruel than what I expected, and the art troupe was not as beautiful as I expected.

But luckily!

He Xiaoping turned her head to look at Wang Zhong next to her, and grinned.

The two walked into the gate. Today's art troupe has long lost the hustle and bustle of the past.

Although it was only a few months, to He Xiaoping, it seemed like a century.

"Liu Feng! Xiaoping?"

A voice full of surprises awakened He Xiaoping, who was thinking about the past, from her stupor.

"tassel!"

"Why are you here?" Seeing the two of them, Xiao Suizi was very pleasantly surprised.

Wang Zhong said: "Aren't we both about to be demobilized? Come back and have a look before you leave."

"Are you both going to be demobilized?"

Xiao Suizi was very surprised: "Liu Feng, aren't you a battle hero? Second-class merit, I heard that you have been promoted to the deputy battalion. Chen Can's father also said that several chiefs are very optimistic about you!"

"After the battle is over, I also want to spend some ordinary life with Xiaoping." Wang Zhong explained.

"You..." Xiao Suizi was even more surprised, looking back and forth between the two of them.

He Xiaoping was a little shy.

Wang Zhong was very frank, and said calmly: "We will get married this time when we go back."

"Congratulations!" Although unexpected, Xiao Suizi was still happy for the two of them, and congratulated them with cupped hands.

"It's a pity that I'm going to Yanjing soon, otherwise I can drink your wedding wine." Xiao Suizi felt a little regretful.

"Back to Yanjing? You also retired?" He Xiaoping asked suspiciously.

Although the art troupe was disbanded, not all the original members of the troupe were directly discharged from the army, and most of them would be transferred to other troops.

Xiao Suizi said happily: "I've been admitted to university, and I'm going back to Yanjing to go to university!"

"Congratulations, Suizi, this can be regarded as fulfilling your dream." Wang Zhong said.

For Xiao Suizi, Wang Zhong's impression is not bad.

While talking, the three of them had already returned to the dormitory of Xiao Suizi and He Xiaoping.

He Xiaoping walked to the damaged floor, pried open the damaged floor, and took out the torn military uniform photo from inside.

Xiao Suizi next to him was stunned by this wave of operations.

"Do you have a hammer, nails, and planks?" Wang Zhong asked Xiao Suizi.

Xiao Suizi subconsciously nodded, turned and went out to help Wang Zhong get the things.

Wang Zhong tapped on the ground to repair the floor, while He Xiaoping sat at the desk and put together the fragmented photos piece by piece.

"You came here just to find this photo?" Xiao Suizi asked this question like a ghost, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted a little.

Because this photo was the beginning of their discrimination, targeting, and isolation of He Xiaoping. Of course, He Xiaoping was at fault for this matter.

But Xiao Suizi was still inexplicably guilty.

Because she was among those people at the time.

"This is Xiaoping's first uniform photo after joining the army, of course I have to take it back." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"By the way, you were admitted to Yanda University?"

"En!" Xiao Suizi nodded and said, "Yan University Department of Literature."

"As expected of a talented woman from the art troupe, amazing!" Wang Zhong was not stingy with his praise.

"How are you and Chen Can?" Wang Zhongming asked knowingly.

The expression on Xiao Suizi's face froze instantly, and then he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What me and Chen Can?"

"Okay!" Wang Zhong said: "Don't pretend, with your little thought, you probably think it's a secret."

Xiao Suizi's heart was already filled with waves, and the forced smile on his face finally couldn't be maintained, and he said disappointedly: "How could he fall in love with a girl from an ordinary family like me."

Wang Zhong stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her: "This is too modest. If you are girls from ordinary families, then Xiaoping and I are not even considered ordinary families."

"Besides, this is not the old feudal society. You will soon be a top student of Yanda University, and your future achievements may not be as good as Chen Can's."

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Early the next morning, Wang Zhong said goodbye to He Xiaoping and Xiao Suizi, left the art troupe, boarded the train, and went to the farm where He Xiaoping's father had been released. After several days, they finally arrived. People are about to get married soon.

The two repaired He Xiaoping's father's tomb, erected a brand new tombstone, and then left.

When the two returned to Yanjing, it was almost the end of August. They took the letter of introduction they had issued when they were in the army, went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and first tore away the marriage certificate.

He Xiaoping didn't go back to her stepfather's house, but just went to meet her mother, and took the letter of introduction from the army, the certificate of change of job, and the discharge certificate, and entered the city's second hospital as a nurse.

The two stayed in the hotel for a few days, and then moved into the house arranged by the hospital for He Xiaoping. Colleagues at He Xiaoping Hospital.

The most important thing is that it is close to where He Xiaoping works.

The two of them moved directly from the hotel to the courtyard that day. The room had been empty for a long time, and the place was full of dust. The two of them didn't bother, fetched water, and took a broom and rag to tidy up and clean up.

After working for two hours, the inside and outside of the house were cleaned cleanly, and He Xiaoping wiped every brick of the big kang with her own hands.

It was midsummer, the weather was hot, and the scorching heat had not subsided, so after cleaning up, both of them were sweating profusely.

Wang Zhong looked at He Xiaoping, who was covered in sweat, with a smile, and at the two strands of hair hanging from her forehead, raised his hand to push them back, and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

He Xiaoping shook her head with a smile and said, "I'm not tired!" Those bright, black and white eyes were full of yearning for a better life.

"Take a break first, wipe yourself off, and change your clothes. We'll go out and buy some daily necessities later, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay!" The two have already received their certificates. Although they haven't broken through the last step, their intimacy is increasing day by day.

Wang Zhong also found that He Xiaoping seemed to be becoming more and more dependent on him.

Both of them changed their clothes, soaked the changed clothes in the basin, and the couple went out.

He Xiaoping was originally from Yanjing, and Wang Zhong also stayed in Yanjing for several years when he was alive.

After eating in a restaurant outside, both of them had a lot of national food stamps. On the day they first arrived in Yanjing, the couple went to the Pigeon Market to exchange for the necessities of daily life.

They found a restaurant and had a simple lunch. The two of them went to a lot of shops, bought new pots and pans, kerosene rice noodles, hired a cart, loaded a cart full of things and went back to the courtyard. .

As for the wedding, neither of them intends to arrange it, and the key point is that they don't have many friends to invite.

But moving to a 'new home', a hearty dinner is naturally essential.

He Xiaoping is a native of Yanjing, and grew up eating pasta. Although Wang Zhong is from the south, he has lived in Jichun for decades in the human world, and he is already used to the northern diet.

He Xiaoping was in charge of rolling out the noodles, and Wang Zhong cut the meat and fried it with fried sauce. After making the fried sauce, he also stewed a pot of braised pork, cut a lot of potatoes and put them in, making a big pot.

Before the meat was ready, the aroma of the stew spread throughout the front yard, and the gluttonous children gathered outside Wang Zhong and He Xiaoping's house smelling the smell.

Standing outside the window, staring at the steaming cauldron inside the window, swallowing while looking at it.

Wang Zhong and He Xiaoping looked at each other and smiled.

After the braised pork was finished, He Xiaoping cooked noodles in the kitchen, while Wang Zhong scooped out a bowl containing three pieces of meat, four or five pieces of potatoes, and a little broth, and knocked on the neighbor's house who lived in the wing room across the door.

"Aunt Wu, my wife and I just moved here, so we can't afford to invite everyone to dinner, so don't dislike me just stewing a few pieces of meat." Wang Zhong said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, why are you so polite!"

"It's just a few pieces of meat, don't hold it against you!"

"How can you despise it!"

"..."

Several neighbors in the front yard, Wang Zhong's family gave a small bowl, all with the same configuration.

At the dinner table, He Xiaoping ate braised pork and couldn't stop praising Wang Zhong's cooking skills.

For more than three catties of pork belly, some fried sauce was used, and each family sent a bowl. Even if he added up to one catty, there was still more than two catties left. There were also more than four catties of potatoes, and the rest were all eaten by Wang Zhong with just two bowls.

Whether it was the first time watching Wang Zhong eat, He Xiaoping couldn't help being a little surprised.

At night, Wang Zhong was wearing a white vest and big pants, lying on the kang table, holding a pen, and under the light of the desk lamp, he was writing vigorously on the paper.

He Xiaoping came in just after taking a shower, wearing only short sleeves, and a pair of loose shorts on her lower body, and some wet black hair hanging down, holding a dry towel in her hand, while wiping her wet hair with her head sideways. Hair, while walking to the kang.

"What are you writing?" He Xiaoping couldn't help but asked curiously seeing Wang Zhong writing vigorously.

Hearing this, Wang Zhong subconsciously raised his head to look at He Xiaoping, and was immediately amazed by the picture of a beautiful woman getting out of the bath with her hair pulled back.

"Thinking about writing a novel!"

"Fiction?" He Xiaoping sat sideways beside Wang Zhong, and looked at the kang out of curiosity, a faint fragrance of shampoo came to her nostrils.

Seeing the faintly visible white neck between the loose black hair, Wang Zhong swallowed subconsciously, and immediately his mouth became parched.

"What novel?" He Xiaoping propped up the kang table with one hand, and put her head in front of the letter paper curiously.

I only scanned a few lines hastily, before I could see clearly, I suddenly felt something was wrong, Wang Zhong was so silent.

When I turned my head, I realized something was wrong.

She leaned over, half of her body was almost leaning on Wang Zhong's leg, and Wang Zhong was looking at her straight at the moment. When He Xiaoping raised her head, she could clearly see Wang Zhong's Adam's apple that was constantly rising and falling.

He Xiaoping's cheeks turned red quickly, becoming hot and invincible, and a circle of red glow also climbed on her snow-white neck.

Subconsciously retracted her body, before she could shrink back, Wang Zhong stretched out his hand and wrapped it around her waist, Wang Zhong also leaned forward, resting his chin on her shoulder, and softly pressed against her ear. Whispering: "Xiaoping, we are already husband and wife!"

He Xiaoping didn't struggle, she was still hugged by Wang Zhong, next to her ears was the hot air from Wang Zhong's exhalation, a rush of dry heat also quietly rose from her lower abdomen, filling her body and mind.

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Early the next morning, the sun poured into the room from the window. He Xiaoping was in the west wing, and the morning sun just shone on the kang, waking her up from her sleep.

Opening her eyes, Wang Zhong was no longer there. He Xiaoping lifted the thin quilt and was about to get up, but she gasped in pain as soon as she moved, and frowned.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong is not a beginner, otherwise, He Xiaoping probably wouldn't be able to get off the kang right now.

"Liu Feng?" He Xiaoping called out while getting dressed.

But he yelled twice and didn't hear a response, so he couldn't help frowning and walked out of the kang.

There is a note on the table, pressed with a bowl.

He Xiaoping picked it up and took a look, only to see it wrote: "Daughter-in-law, I'm going out for morning exercises. There are tea eggs boiled in the pot and steamed buns. Eat first when you're hungry, don't wait for me."

He Xiaoping walked forward, lifted the lid of the pot, and a burst of thick white air gushed out. He Xiaoping quickly took two steps back and fanned it, and then she saw clearly that there were big white steamed buns steaming slowly in the pot. very full,
A smile appeared on He Xiaoping's face instantly.

Then put the lid on the pot, picked up the toothbrush, water cup, towel and washbasin, and walked to the yard, beside the sink, several children were washing their faces.

"Xiaoping is up!" Aunt Wu, who was at the opposite door, happened to see He Xiaoping who opened the door, so she took the initiative to say hello. The effect of the braised pork last night was not bad.

He Xiaoping also responded with a smile: "Aunt Wu, good morning!"

As soon as He Xiaoping finished speaking, Wang Zhong, who was wearing a towel around his neck, ran into the courtyard from outside.

"Are you up?" Seeing He Xiaoping, Wang Zhong immediately smiled.

"Yeah!" It was fine at first, but as soon as He Xiaoping saw Wang Zhong, He Xiaoping couldn't help but blush and turned her head away, not daring to look at Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong chuckled, walked straight to the pool, wet the towel, and washed his face and neck.

While having breakfast, He Xiaoping couldn't help but asked, "School will start in two days, do you want me to accompany you to the school first?"

As early as when I was recuperating from my injuries, I signed up for the college entrance examination. When it was time for the college entrance examination, although my thigh injury had not healed and I needed crutches to walk, the injuries to my right hand and calf had already healed, which did not affect the exam.

No matter what Wang Zhong said, mathematics, physics and chemistry are all lv3. Although this year's college entrance examination is much more difficult than the one in 77, and the competition is also greater, but for Wang Zhong, it is just like that, and there is no challenge.

It wasn't that Wang Zhong was obsessed with university, but after experiencing a battlefield, he saw many fresh lives die unfortunately because of untimely medical treatment, which strengthened Wang Zhong's idea of ​​studying medicine.

It's not for the benefit of the world, it's just for my own consideration in the future, who knows what the system will be like, what the next world will be like, what kind of situation it will catch up with, one more skill, one more guarantee.

In the real world, I only have four years to live.

"No need! I've come to Yanjing quite often, you can go to your class with peace of mind and don't worry about me." Wang Zhong said.

"After eating, I will take you to the hospital later!"

"I'll just go by myself!" He Xiaoping still blushed a little, after all, she was very thin-skinned after all.

Seeing her like this, Wang Zhong held back a smile: "It's okay, I'll take you there by bike, it's more convenient than walking by yourself!"

"It's just right, I'll go out and look around again to see if there's anything I can buy."

(End of this chapter)