Under the ancient tower, the war chariot crashed into the mouth of the cannon, and the official met the green bean.
A sunny day, autumn wind blew red maple leaves all over the mountain.
The ancient Liaotower stands tall among the beautiful maple leaf clusters.
On the highway at the foot of the mountain, one after another military vehicles pulled artillery over.
Young warrior Xue Jianhua, dressed in military uniform, stuck his head out of the driver's cab and gazed curiously into the distance.
His head turned towards a nearby mountain peak; an ancient tower appeared on the mountain peak.
His eyes lit up: Ah, a tower!
In the driver's cabin sat three soldiers. The middle-aged one looked older and seemed to be the leader. Next to him was the driver, Qian Lihou.
The leader yawned: Hey, Jianhua, what are you looking at?
Xue Jianhua pointed to the mountain and said: Lian Chang, this ancient tower is magnificent!
Lian Chang followed his fingers and looked out: Ah, it's already Lock Yang.
Saying this, Lian lit a cigarette and said to Xue Jianhua: This tower has been around for many years.
Qian Li Hou turned his head: Is it?
He said, his eyes glancing up at the mountain.
Lian Chang looked at him but didn't respond.
Qian Li Hou then curiously asked: Lian Chang, is that the 72-meter-tall White Tower?
Lian Chang glared at him: What the hell is White Tower, that tower is in Liaoyang.
Qian Li suddenly realized: Ah, yes! The White Tower of Liaoyang!
Lian Chang looked at his rolling eyes and seriously warned him: drive carefully, don't be distracted as soon as you enter the city.
Qian Li made a silly face and said "yes".
However, his eyes were still rolling around on both sides of the road.
Xue Jianhua admired the ancient tower's majestic appearance while talking to Lian Chang: This tower has been here for so long, it should be repaired.
Lian Chang took a deep drag on his cigarette and said: This can't be fixed casually.
Xue Jianhua asked strangely: Why?
Lian Chang replied: Once the civil engineering starts, the original appearance of this ancient relic will be changed. It's like an old man in his seventies, if you dress him up like a young boy, it would be somewhat incongruous.
At this time, Qian Li couldn't help but interject: Then, if it's going to collapse soon, won't they be allowed to repair it?!
Lian Chang unhappily glanced at him: Just drive your car properly!
"A warm welcome, a hearty welcome..."
"Learn from the Liberation Army, pay tribute to the Liberation Army..."
Groups of young students holding flowers lined up in welcome as the Liberation Army arrived amidst drumbeats.
Behind the welcome team, a crowd of onlookers packed in tightly.
Several girls in grass-green dresses stood out on a nearby mound, particularly eye-catching among the welcoming crowd.
A slightly chubby girl suddenly reminded her companion: Su Hong, look at this big gun...
The girl called Su Hong had two long braids with bright red ribbons tied at the ends.
She has bright eyes and white teeth, a pair of eyes looking at people with autumn waves flowing.
The girl known as Su Hong ignored her companion's reminder. Her eyes were fixed on a handsome face sticking out of the driver's cabin.
That is Xue Jianhua.
At this time, Qian Lihou's eyes glanced at the beautiful Su Hong.
When he found Su Hong's eyes were staring at Xue Jianhua's face, he began to observe Xue Jianhua's reaction with some jealousy.
However, Xue Jianhua was smiling and waving at the young students in the welcoming team.
At this time, something unknown happened in front, and the cannon car in front suddenly stopped.
The money in his pocket was gone without him noticing, and the car continued on its way.
Xue Jianhua suddenly discovered the black muzzle of a cannon protruding straight out in front of him.
He shouted: Stop the car!
However, it was too late. The muzzle was now pressed against the rear driver's compartment window.
Among people's screams, the cannon mouth and car window collided violently, producing a deafening explosion.
Su Hong covered her eyes with both hands in fright.
Lian Chang cleverly dodged the cannon's muzzle.
He cursed angrily: Damn it, what's going on? Blind!
In the night sky, pieces of floating clouds drifted about, occasionally blocking that wheel which had just risen - a round moon.
Under the moonlight, the quiet and ancient Qingguo Mausoleum.
In the village on the east side of the ancient tomb, chickens were crowing and dogs barking, as if something was happening.
A newly built brick and tile house at the head of the village.
On the wall of a brick house with whitewashed walls, several large characters were written: "Guling Brigade Knowledge Youth Point".
The door was open and light shone out.
In the lamplight, Su Hong appeared, having just returned from town.
Su Hong and Pang Jie were each carrying a net bag, just about to enter the house, when Zhang Hongyang came out of the house, busy moving luggage.
Zhang Hongyang saw them and immediately put down his luggage: "Hey, you two are back! Quick, let's move. Let's go live with our fellow countryman."
What's wrong?
Zhang Hongyang said: The PLA's mobile troops have arrived, and our youth point will serve as the command post.
As soon as she heard it was a troop, the fat girl asked: Is the troop an artillery unit?
Zhang Hongyang pointed outward with his hand: Look!
On the primary school playground, a row of big guns was neatly lined up.
The fat girl seemed to have thought of something during the day and smiled at Su Hong: It was those people who were firing cannons.
Her eyes sparkled bright red.
Under the autumn sun, Qingguo Mausoleum shines with golden and emerald brilliance, exuding an ancient charm.
Beside the mound is a field of ripe crops.
PLA soldiers are helping with farm work.
The loudspeaker in the village broadcast a lively prelude, followed by Ma Yutao's sweet voice singing: "Seeing You Is Extraordinary".
In the cornfield. The female educated youth and female commune members are in front, pulling out corn stalks, while the male educated youth and male commune members are behind, digging up corn roots. The whole field is filled with the sound of snapping corn stalks and roots.
Su Hong and a fat girl youth and female commune member were in the front row, pulling corn stalks, one person per two rows. The male youth and male commune members were in the back row, digging up corn stalks, also one person per two rows. They were like dogs chasing rabbits.
The ground was filled with the sound of corn stalks and broken corn rods.
Lin Ying and her sister-in-law were close together. They each held a piece of corn stalk in their hands, peeling off the corn cobs while chewing on them, sucking out the limited sweet juice from the corn stalks. They knew how to make this dirty and laborious work more leisurely and relaxed. The dust that had accumulated on the corn stalks for a long time flew into their noses and ears as soon as they were touched. The corn leaves kept brushing against their faces, and if they weren't careful, they would scratch out a mark.
Female educated youth and female commune members were in the front, pulling corn stalks, one person per two rows. Male educated youth and male commune members were at the back, digging up corn stalks, also one person per two rows. They were like dogs chasing rabbits.
The ground was filled with the sound of corn stalks and corn husks.
Su Hong and a chubby girl stood side by side, each holding an ear of corn. They were peeling the corn husks while chewing on them, sucking out the limited sweetness from the corn stalks. They knew how to make this dirty and laborious task more leisurely and relaxing. The dust accumulated on the corn stalks flew into their noses and ears as soon as they collided. The corn leaves kept brushing against their faces, and if they weren't careful, they would scratch out a mark. Su Hong chewed on her own ear of corn and said to the chubby girl, "Fat sister, try mine, it's definitely sweeter than yours."
Chubby sister took a bite of the corn stalk handed over by Su Hong and savored it, saying: "Hmm, it's sweeter than mine."
The basket of corn stalks was full and could hardly be lifted. They carried it to the road at the edge of the field.
Usually, there were production team's tricycles waiting by the road. But today, because the PLA came to help with labor, the people driving the carts had been replaced by male educated youth carrying poles and the PLA. When Su Hong and Pang Mei carried the corn baskets to the roadside, they saw Zhang Hongyang and Xue Jianhua standing together, each carrying a pair of empty willow basket poles.
Zhang Hongyang loudly shouted "Su Hong"'s name.
Su Hong walked over with a bamboo basket.
Zhang Hongyang introduced Xue Jianhua to Su Hong: "Su Hong, this is Class Leader Xue."
Su Hong gave Xue Jianhua a big smile: Hello Xue class leader, I'm Su Hong.
Xue Jianhua smiled slightly.
Zhang Hongyang told Su Hong: Take Squad Leader Xue to the fields in Luonan and harvest the corn of the second team.
Su Hong excitedly said "good", then made a trumpet shape with her hand and loudly shouted: Second team, follow me!
After shouting, she rushed to Xue Jianhua and said: Captain Xue, let's go!
Xue Jianhua curiously asked Su Hong: Is this Zhang Hongyang the leader of your Youth League branch?
Su Hong: Both a model worker and team leader, doing a great job! A role model for young knowledge workers in the whole province.
Xue Jianhua nodded: Is that right? At a glance, you can tell he's a capable person.
In the cornfield of the second team, Su Hong led the female educated youth and the female commune members to pull down the corn and then load it into the baskets carried by the soldiers.
Xue Jianhua finished delivering a load of corn and came over to Su Hong and Pang Jie with an empty basket.
Su Hong was packing corn into the basket carried by Xue Jianhua, while occasionally casting admiring glances at this handsome warrior.
Xue Jianhua wiped away his sweat, completely unaware.
Suddenly, Su Hong slapped the fat girl's hand and said: Alright, alright, stop pretending. It's too heavy. It will exhaust people.
Xue Jianhua smiled stupidly: Not tired, let's add some more!
The fat girl seemed to have seen something, secretly delighted, and filled Xue Jianhua's two baskets to the brim.
Xue Jianhua shouldered his pole and strode quickly away.
Su Hong gazed at Xue Jianhua's slender figure, her eyes lingering.
Chubby girl: Hey, stop staring... you'll go blind if you keep looking like that.
Su Hong's face turned red with shame, and she slapped the fat girl hard.
The song "Seeing You More Intimately" continues to echo in the village sky.
A mountain spring babbled and flowed, a group of girls chattered and laughed while washing clothes.
From the clothes they spread out, it seems they are washing military uniforms.
A middle-aged woman reminded everyone: Hey, pay attention, the collar badge on the military uniform should be rubbed slowly, it's not good to wrinkle.
Su Hong hastily turned over the collar of the soap bubble.
Because of using too much force, a thread on the bright red badge broke.
She flipped it over with a swing of her hand, and on the white background of the badge's backside, the name of the warrior appeared: Xue Jianhua.
It was late at night, and several houses in Guling Village were still lit up.
Under the lamplight, Su Hong was busily knitting something with two steel needles and snow-white thread.
The chubby girl lying in her quilt saw this scene and tactfully turned her face away.
The landlady walked up to Su Hong's side and asked with concern: "Su Hong, aren't you sleeping yet?"
Su Hong looked at her mother-in-law and said embarrassedly: I'll weave for a while longer.
The old woman looked at Su Hong's beautiful face, then glanced at the needle in her hand and said with admiration: Oh, Su Hong's hands are really clever, this collar is woven so beautifully!