On the way to the service club, Ding Haixing was silent, and her face was gloomy.

"Still angry?" Zhan Changsheng looked at her and said unhappily.

"Why does she dislike you, this country is beaten down by our mud legs, I can't get used to it, I can't get used to it, I hold it back." Ding Haixing couldn't be angry.

"It's a new place, especially if it's so embarrassing, and it's as good as it should be." The battle is often won, and it is not impressed.

"If you are angry, you can't spill it on us! We're not cats and dogs. Or go and help. Ding Haixing said angrily.

"An outsider can come and go anywhere, and if he can't come anywhere, he can't get it elsewhere. It's not worth being idle. Zhan Changsheng comforted her.

"It's just that I can't get angry." Ding Haixing said angrily.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, let's see if the service club has meat? At noon, let's make dumplings and eat. Zhan Changsheng took his son and stepped into the service club.

The two bought half a catty of pork, and didn't buy anything else, so they left the service agency.

"What do you want? So fascinating? Ding Haixing looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Didn't you say that you didn't think about it in your heart?" ”。

"I'm worried about that it's not worth it." Zhan Changsheng said calmly and calmly, "I'm thinking about how to grasp education without affecting normal military training. Frowning and pondering, covering the glow in his eyes, "It's really a dilemma, it's really a dilemma, it's really impossible to have both." ”

She really didn't dare to come up with ideas about the specific implementation of politics.

Suddenly, a tweeter hung on a telephone pole sounded, and inside it was: Socialism is good, socialism is good! The people of the socialist countries have a high status, the reactionaries are overthrown, and imperialism runs away with its tail between its legs. The Great Solidarity of the People of the Whole Country......

Ding Haixing was coldly taken aback by this famous red song. Xiao Cangming likes to listen, dancing with his hands, and clapping his hands excitedly.

"You see your son is happy." Ding Haixing looked at Xiao Cangming's funny appearance, and said with a smile, "I like big speakers so much!" How about we let it sing all the time? ”

Xiao Cangming nodded happily, Ding Haixing looked at him and chuckled, "Little fool, where can you keep singing!" ”

"Xing'er, you go back with your son first, and I'll go find No. 1 and report to work." Zhan Changsheng stuffed Xiao Cangming to Ding Haixing, walked away in a hurry, and disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Ding Haixing hugged her son and shook her head and smiled, "I don't know what ideas I have again, I'm in such a hurry." ”

Ding Haixing soon learned that he was coming, and after New Year's Day, Ding Haixing heard the loudspeaker playing the spirit of the higher-level documents, and conducted political education for officers and men all day long.

......After the revolutionary song was played, the loudspeaker clearly heard the sonorous and passionate voice of the host: We must do a good job in socialist education. Socialist education and mass education can be grasped as soon as they are grasped......

It is necessary to do a good job in educating young people, cadres, and the masses, middle-level and grass-roots cadres, and veteran cadres should also study and educate. Otherwise, a country like ours will go the opposite. Therefore, from now on, we must speak every year, every month, every day,

Therefore, before and after the class, during the interval, during the meal time, after work, until the moment when the lights out trumpet blows, you can hear the loudspeaker propagating ideological education.

&*&

The winter night was very quiet, Ding Haixing finished washing early, sat on the kang, the hot kang swept away the cold, and said to himself, "It's still comfortable on the kang." ”

The weather is cold, and Zhan Changsheng is not at home for two months, so Xiao Cangming sleeps on the kang with his mother to prevent the strong little guy from kicking the quilt or entering the space to rest.

Ding Haixing sat cross-legged on the kang and made children's small clothes.

When Zhan Changsheng came in, he saw this scene, sat cross-legged on the kang and said, "You didn't make these clothes for our son!" ”

"It's for my sister-in-law's unborn child." Ding Haixing said without raising her head, "My sister-in-law's due date is this month." ”

"Born so soon." Zhan Changsheng sighed with a hint of envy, bypassed the dim son who was sleeping in front of him, moved in front of Ding Haixing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xing'er, when are we giving birth to a sister to Cangming!" Carefully avoiding the needle in her hand, he hugged her from behind and said, "Now that I am pregnant, maybe I will be born on the same day and month as my son, how good." The warm breath sprayed on her neck, and she immediately flushed.

"Itchy!" Ding Haixing shrunk her neck and said, "Be careful, the needle is pricking you." ”

"Where do you see the needle?" Zhan Changsheng chuckled and said.

Ding Haixing looked fixedly, and the sharp needle tip in her hand had been inserted into the needlework basket by him, and her hand was empty.

Zhan Changsheng took the needlework basket to the kang table, lowered his head and held her pink lips, until the two were about to suffocate, and the root of their tongues was numb before they reluctantly parted.

Ding Haixing gasped slightly, "I want children so much!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhan Changsheng said softly, licking his ears and neck vigorously, and his deep eyes lacked the usual calmness and calmness, only the fierce flames remained.

"If that's what you think, don't close the insurance." Ding Haixing chuckled and said.

"Really." Zhan Changsheng looked at her with a look of surprise when he heard this, his dark eyes blazing with hunger and thirst.

"Fake." Ding Haixing's voice became more and more soft, licking his throat, and sure enough, he heard his more rough panting.

Zhan Changsheng pressed her down on the kang, pecked and kissed every inch of her skin, and her dark and deep eyes were full of obsession, and gradually became one, inseparable from each other.

The long-lost frank meeting brought the two to one peak after another.

&*&

At breakfast, I heard the loudspeaker playing an impassioned red song.

"Fortunately, we live far away, otherwise we will be ......destroyed by loudspeakers every day," Ding Haixing realized what he had said and quickly stopped his mouth and changed his words, "This is very good, it is very good to receive the party's education every day." ”

"Don't think that if you change your words, I won't be able to hear what you mean." Zhan Changsheng snorted lightly.

"Ideological education should be taught every day, every month, and every year." Ding Haixing looked at him and said flatteringly.

"Why do you keep doing this?" Ding Haixing raised her eyes and asked curiously.

"Of course!" Zhan Changsheng said solemnly, "In this way, education and training will not be delayed." Raising an eyebrow and chuckling, "Why do you have an opinion?" Your consciousness is very high. ”

Ding Haixing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no." "I muttered in my heart: Where do I dare to have it?" It's just that if anyone is close to the tweeter, they will be unlucky. ”

After a long time of fighting, he came up with such an idea, and he used the tweeter as background music.

Zhan Changsheng laughed when he heard this, "This really speaks to my heart. ”