At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sunset shines on the hillside and colorful lights fill the river.

The river glow is shining like countless metals, as if calling for something.

The continuous hillsides are dyed red, as if telling that this is the years of passion.

The plains below the hillside are full of wheat, a piece of golden yellow. When the wind blows, countless wheat waves are rolling, as spectacular as the waves of the sea.

Yue Gang returned from training with his brothers, stood on the hillside, looking at the mountain, the water, and the wheat waves for a while, and was intoxicated, silent, and enjoying a rare and beautiful time.

"Sister Yan, can wheat be grown here?"

"It's OK, but the soil and water conditions are not as good as the northern waters and soil conditions. The growth period of winter wheat is as long as 180 days in the Yangtze River Basin and the South China area. The growth period of spring wheat is as short as 100 days in the north."

"I see."

"Some places are warmer, so they are planted in spring and harvested in summer, but compared with those planted in autumn, this kind of wheat has not been baptized by the four seasons and is slightly poisonous. The northerners use the method of spreading wheat, while the southerners use the method of sprinkling wheat, so the northern wheat has thin skin but many surfaces, while the southern wheat is just the opposite."

"Sister Yan, you know a lot."

"You forgot that my family makes flour."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, flour makers. Not only flour, but you will also become the noodle king and the fast noodles king in the future."

“What is fast food noodles?”

"I will tell you when you kill a hundred Japanese devils."

Yue Gang walked a few steps forward and happily admired the golden wheat waves.

He sighed, "It's so beautiful, refreshing."

He Dawu smiled and said, "Gangzi, isn't it just wheat? It's everywhere."

Sun Xiaozhu said: "Shaolin also has fields, and wheat has been planted, which is very beautiful."

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "Our home is in the northeast, where the wheat waves look beautiful, like the sea, boundless."

Li Ruifeng didn't believe it: "You blow, there is no such a big land."

Zheng Feng glared: "You southerner, you know nothing. There are plains in the northeast, and the endless plains. Do you think it is a hilly area in the south? You are ignorant. When the Anti-Japanese War is victorious, I will take you to the northeast and I will not scare you, the southerner."

A gust of wind blew, and the wheat waves below became more spectacular and rolled better.

Yue Gang's song is full of joy: "This scene reminds me of a song called "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves."

Hu Feiyan was very interested: "You soldier, you know how to sing?"

Yue Gang smiled and said, "You don't know, I am the king of KTV, and many beauties call me Li Jian the second."

Hu Feiyan was stunned: "What is KTV, and who is Li Jian?"

Yue Gang smiled faintly: "You will know, I promise."

Hu Feiyan was a little jealous: "Do you know many beauties? Bragging, three months ago, you were a farmer, and it took only three months to join the army. How many beauties can you see? Humph, those ugly women are all Xi Shi in your eyes."

"Hahaha, women are born with beauty and ugliness, and they are all the same cuteness. Besides, as the saying goes, ugly women are good. For example, in ancient times, three of the four beauties died tragically, while three of the four ugly women, three of them had a happy ending, and only one of them was missing."

He Dawu thought for a while and asked, "Monk, who are the four ugly girls?"

Sun Xiaozhu said: "I chant scriptures and don't even want beautiful women, let alone ugly women?"

Zheng Feng touched his head: "I know the four beauties. The four ugly girls only know one Dongshi, and she is missing."

He Dawu exclaimed: "Gangzi even knows the four ugly girls, it's so amazing."

Yue Gang walked to the top of the hillside, looked at the wheat waves below, brewed his emotions and started singing.

"In the distance, under the blue sky, golden wheat waves surged, and it was where you and I loved."

"When the breeze blew towards my face with the smell of harvest, I remembered your gentle words, which wet my eyes, um...ah...ah..."

Hu Feiyan was shocked. As a "civilized person", she had heard all the popular songs in China and had a collection of every record. However, she had never heard of the first one "Wind Blowing the Wheat Waves".

This is definitely a new song, and the singing method is unique, which is different from the singing method of all male and female singers. This singing method is unique, and the author may only be Yue Gang.

This mysterious "ghost", are you a genius?

He Dawu, Sun Xiaozhu and others were stunned. They didn't think so much, they just thought it was nice, very nice, and very novel. They had never heard of this kind of singing style. What they listened the most was the costume songs on the stage.

"We used to sing in the fields, hoping for it in winter, but we couldn't wait for the scene of autumn under the sun."

"Let the vows fly, drift with the west wind, just like your soft long hair, once fragrant and my dreams, um...ah...ah..."

Hu Feiyan was immersed in it, and she felt youthful, romantic, free and casual.

She thinks it is beautiful!

She realized that Yue Gang was missing the simple and beautiful and distant feeling, but it was not sad, but very peaceful. What that relationship brought Yue Gang was happiness rather than pain?

"Let the vows fly, drift with the west wind, just like your soft long hair, once fragrant and my dreams,......"

Hu Feiyan thought to herself: Who is this? Why did Yue Gang miss it so much and never forget it, and even wrote a song for her?

This girl is so lucky to be liked by Yue Gang.

No, I have to ask, who is this girl and where is she? No, I can't ask, this girl has obviously left Yue Gang. If you ask, what should I do if Yue Gang misses the girl? If you don't ask, don't ask, let the girl pass quietly in Yue Gang's mind over time.

At this time, Li Ruifeng asked curiously: "Gangzi, you wrote this song."

Yue Gang originally wanted to answer no, but he said it was written by Li Jian, but the question is that Li Jian was not born yet? So he didn't say anything and smiled slightly.

Li Ruifeng asked again: "Who is the girl in the song, and where has she been?"

Hu Feiyan felt very angry and stared at Li Ruifeng, but was embarrassed to stop him. She secretly shouted in her heart: The only one with the surname Li is troublesome, you are just talking too much.

Yue Gang laughed secretly: I have to ask Li Jian about this, but I can't answer it.

So he looked up at the sunset at an angle of forty-five degrees.

Li Ruifeng seemed to understand: "You mean, the girl went west."

Sun Xiaozhu clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, could she go to the Western Paradise? Good, good!"

Hu Feiyan glared at Yue Gang: "Who is she really, really?"

Yue Gang laughed: "It's nothing, she hasn't been born yet?"

Sun Xiaozhu was smart: "Amitabha, yes, yes, reincarnation is not so fast, and you have to spend some days in the West. I heard that reincarnation also requires queues."

Hu Feiyan and his brothers nodded secretly, thinking it was reasonable.

Yue Gang stared at Mai Lang, turned around suddenly, and shouted: "Brothers, line up!"

He Dawu immediately whispered: "Line, line up!"

More than sixty brothers lined up quickly and lined up in three rows.

He Dawu shouted: "Standing attentively, rest."

Brothers stand at attention and rest.

He Dawu shouted: "Please give a lecture to the captain."

Yue Gang pointed to the sky and the ground: "Brother, the sun here is ours, the mountains here are ours, the river here is ours, the wheat flow here is ours, and everything here is ours."

He Dawu shouted: "Ours, ours."

The brothers shouted, "Ours, ours."

Yue Gang said loudly: "The devils invaded our land, invaded our homes, plundered our food, and wanted to take away everything from us. Can we agree?"

The brothers roared: "Don't agree, don't agree!"

Yue Gang whispered loudly: "Tomorrow, the Japanese will repair the bridge, and they will rush across the bridge like wild animals and start killing. Tomorrow is the day of our decisive battle. Perhaps, we will sacrifice in the battle and sleep forever, but we do not regret it, because our sacrifices are valuable and glorious, to protect everything we cherish."

His voice fell down.

"If we die in battle, please close your eyes and think of this wheat wave, let this golden wheat wave embrace us and sleep!"

"The wheat waves are like waves, shaking us gently. Our heads rest on the wheat waves, and a sweet smile appears in our sleep! The wind blows gently, and the wheat waves shake gently. How peaceful we are young, returning to our mother's arms and integrating with China."

He Dawu and other brothers held their heads up, their chests raised, their expressions were calm, and they smiled, as if they saw themselves resting in the wheat waves. For China, for their family, for the rice fields and wheat waves, they were not afraid of death in battle, and they were ready to die. It was a blessing to embrace the wheat waves in China.

Hu Feiyan's eyes are rosy, and the decisive battle will be held tomorrow. Today may be a farewell!

She sang softly: "Under the blue sky in the distance, there are golden waves of wheat, and it was where you and I once loved."

"When the breeze blew towards my face with the smell of harvest, I remembered your gentle words, which wet my eyes, um...ah...ah..."
Chapter completed!