Out of the door, the wind and snow remembered that Xibao needed to replenish water at all times,

"Ah Jiang, you wait, I'll take the kettle." I went back to the house and filled the military kettle with boiling water, which was the water stored in the space, and the outside of the kettle was tightly wrapped with Xibao's small quilt so as not to cool too quickly after going out, and then stuffed it into the net pocket with the enamel jar, and filled it with potatoes in the net bag.

Xibao, who saw the firelight inside and outside the camp, was in a hurry,

"Mommy, Mommy, quick, quick!"

"This is coming, what's the hurry!"

"Mom!"

"It's coming, it's coming! Really, I don't know who is used to the acute sub. Piles of bonfires lit up the night sky, groups of soldiers sat around the bonfires, and literary and artistic soldiers shuttled among them, singing and dancing.

Different from the on-stage performance, the on-stage performance is replaced by another program after the end of a program, and now the art troupe is all dispatched, spread across the bonfire, singing and dancing to the group of soldiers closest to them.

At that time, the army was based on the three-three system, with squads, platoons, companies, battalions, regiments, brigades, divisions, and armies increasing in turn.

According to a platoon around a bunch of bonfires to arrange, a platoon is about thirty people, generally thirty-two or three people, even if excluding the soldiers standing guard everywhere, there are still thousands of bonfires in the vast land, the cooks are busy roasting food, the red fire shines on everyone's face, the black and red skin is clearly visible, and the vicissitudes are all over.

Xibao has always been the focus of attention, as soon as the figures of Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue's family of three appeared, the commander patted the position beside him,

"Come on, come on, Xiao Lu, and your daughter-in-law bring Xibao here!" The cook is roasting a leg of lamb, the fat is dripping, and the aroma is very tempting.

Xibao's saliva flowed out at once, pointing at the roast leg of lamb and shouting, "Meat! Meat! As he spoke, he stretched out half of his body to the fire, impatient.

"Xibao, can't reach out! The meat is not yet cooked, and when the meat is fully cooked, Dad asks the cook uncle to cut a large piece for you. After greeting the leaders present, Lu Jiang hugged his son tightly and sat down on the spot in the lower position, sandwiched him between his legs, sat next to him in the wind and snow, and put the things he brought at his feet.

"Big meat!" Xibao Road.

"Yes, chunks of meat." Xibao stood obediently, staring at the roast leg of lamb with both eyes, and wanted to put his fingers in his mouth, but found that he had gloves on his hands, and he was so anxious that he reached out to Feng Qingxue,

"Don't! No! Feng Qingxue had to take it off for him and put it in the pocket of his coat, so that he would not throw it into the fire.

Ye Zhengjun and the commander said in unison: "Xibao, come to grandpa's side, grandpa will give you something to eat." After speaking, the two of them looked at each other, you glared at me, I glared at you, as if to say why you said the same thing as me, and before they could finish expressing the meaning in their eyes, they quickly turned their heads to look at Xibao and stretched out their hands to him.

Xibao sighed, looked at Ye Zhengjun, looked at the commander, turned around and threw himself into Lu Jiang's arms, and said loudly: "Dad!" He screamed affectionately several times, pouted and kissed Lu Jiang's chin several times, and then, he turned around, pointed at Lu Jiang and said to Ye Zhengjun and the commander: "Dad, Dad, my Dad!" The generals sitting around the campfire burst into laughter.

"Clever ghost, what a clever ghost!"

"I have eyes at such a young age, and when I grow up, will I be able to pay it back?"

"How clever! It's not easy! ”