Chapter 4 Chapter 4

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the food street was full of traffic. The rain was still falling, but it could not stop the enthusiasm of Liangcheng people to go to restaurants.

Liangcheng is hot and humid in summer, so you can’t stay at home, and the air conditioner is boring, so you all love to cool off outside. The elderly like to bring small stools to gather at the entrance of the alley, shaking their palm-fried fan and blowing the wind through the hall. The residents of the new community flock to the garden square. Several lakes and riversides in the city are the best places to enjoy the cool.

Young people are more restless and like to invite friends. They gather in the open-air food stalls to eat barbecue and drink beer, and they will be happy when they sweat. Liangcheng also has many delicious food, including local specialty lake food, wild fish, wild vegetables, snacks and snacks... and they can't finish it in one or two months.

The food street is located by the river. When night falls, neon lights are on. The light signs of "River Fish House" and "Crayfish" are hung in colorful night sky. Clerks are ferrying on the streets to attract customers.

Song Ran parked the car, but the shower stopped.

The waiter at the lobster shop is placing open-air tables and chairs at the door.

Several people discussed and decided to sit outside. It was just after the rain, and the river breeze was waving comfortably.

Song Ran ordered three pots of spicy crayfish, and then ordered lotus root and rib soup, stir-fried lotus root and ribs with green peppers, stir-fried Chinese cabbage with fragrant dried radish, stewed fish heads with carrots, and a bunch of barbecue...

Xiao Qiu said, "Don't order too much, I won't finish it later."

Xiaodong smiled and said, "Is it a business trip to get a bonus? So generous."

Song Ran said: "You can pack it if you can't finish it."

It would be embarrassing to invite colleagues to have a meal if there were fewer dishes.

Xiaoxia said: "Why do you have to? That's enough."

"Oh." Song Ran closed the menu, "Then order these first, if you don't have enough, you'll add them later?"

"OK."

Everyone sat around the table. They communicated a lot at work, but there were few private gatherings. At this moment, they stared at each other and smiled foolishly. The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Xiaodong raised the topic: "The policy of opening up the settlement in Liangcheng is now rising again."

Shen Bei put on her lipstick and said lightly: "I have never paid attention to housing prices."

Xiaochun: "Of course you don't have to pay attention. It's better for you locals. If you have a house, you will have no worries about your salary."

Song Ran shook her head: "Local people can't afford a house either."

Xiaoqiu said: "Don't worry, among our new reporters, you are the strongest, and it's time to get promoted and raise your salary."

Before Song Ran could say anything, Shen Bei threw the lipstick into Chanel's bag and looked up and asked, "Have you ordered a drink?"

Song Ran: "Well. Two pills of watermelon juice."

Soon we got crayfish, and everyone put on gloves and feasted.

Xiao Xia was soft-hearted and praised: "To be honest, "Pre-War? Records of the East" is really good, I really like to read it. Ranran, I have discovered it before. Whether it is the manuscript you wrote or the records you made, it looks quite ordinary, but it always attracts people to read it."

Xiaoqiu echoed: "Yes, you can always see angles that others cannot see."

Song Ran smiled slightly and counted as an answer.

Shen Bei asked: "Song Ran, are you studying journalism?"

Song Ran shook her head: "No. I studied history."

"Ah?" Everyone was surprised. Most of them were media-related majors, and even Shen Bei was closely related to the International News Department.

Shen Bei: "Our department also recruits from the History Department?"

Song Ran: "When I was studying, I liked to write some essays and post articles to newspapers under Liangcheng Satellite TV."

"Oh." Everyone suddenly realized.

Xiaochun: "It seems that I have liked reading and writing since I was a child, so no wonder I wrote the article well."

Xiao Xia bit the shrimp meat and said, "Ran Ran is very literary. She talks little and quiet. When she has nothing to do, she will hold the book and read it."

Xiaodong said: "Song Ran is too introverted, you can be more lively."

Song Ran explained: "I'm not introverted..." It's like many times I don't want to say anything.

"Have you ever encountered danger in the Eastern Kingdom for so long?" Chen Bei asked. The leader also arranged for her to go to the front line. She was afraid of fighting and didn't dare to go, so she stayed in the country for situation analysis. Now, seeing that Song Ran's shooting recorded so many vivid stories, she was also a little jealous.

She asked, "The situation over there is turbulent and chaotic."

"Sometimes you will encounter thieves. Other dangers... will be gone." Song Ran stopped and thought of the man that day.

When I think of him, a feeling surges out.

He is not a symbol, but a picture. His camouflage uniform, half-finger combat gloves, his eyes.

But she didn't want to say it.

I don't want to mention a word to anyone.

It’s like one day I suddenly saw a good book and heard a good song. It’s so good that you just want to keep it alone and don’t want to share it with anyone.

The crayfish was a little spicy, and she was sweating from the tip of her nose.

The streets were still wet, and the river was surging dozens of meters away.

There was no wind for a while, and the air was stuffy and humid.

Song Ran looked into the distance, and there were lights on the black river surface, which were the lights on the passing ship.

Xiao Xia asked Chen Bei: "What did you do all day yesterday?"

Chen Bei hesitated and said, "Go to Jiangcheng to interview a few soldiers."

"Pre-War? Record of the East" was so popular. Chen Bei took the opportunity to propose to the leader that he would add some interviews with the evacuated officers to promote positive energy. The leader naturally agreed.

When Xiaoqiu heard the words, she gently touched Song Ran's legs under the table.

Song Ran was eating crayfish, her mouth was covered with red oil, and she raised her head and looked at Xiaoqiu with a pair of black painted eyes.

Xiaoqiu: “…”

She didn't know if Song Ran didn't understand or pretended not to understand.

Xiaoqiu simply asked Chen Bei himself: "Is it a soldier who went to the Eastern Kingdom to participate in the evacuation of overseas Chinese?"

“…Yes. Some of them were taken away from Jiangcheng Military Region.”

Liangcheng Jiangcheng is four hours away by car, and is in the same military region.

Xiaoqiu asked deliberately: "Why did you suddenly think of interviewing them?"

Chen Bei was very calm: "They happened to be responsible for the evacuation of overseas Chinese in several cities in the central eastern country. They experienced some small dangers and were quite valuable for interviews."

"Ah!" Song Ran used too much force when pinching the shrimp shell. The spicy soup in the shrimp shell sprayed into his eyes, so spicy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Xiaoqiu quickly handed her a tissue. Song Ran wiped it twice, but her eyes still couldn't open. She wanted to ask Chen Bei for details, but her eyes hurt so she hurriedly ran to the bathroom to rinse.

When I returned to my seat, I happened to hear Chen Bei say, "...I'm Luo Zhan, I'm their political commissar, and I'm pretty handsome. Hey, men are so handsome in military uniforms. I just like soldiers."

Luo Zhan.

Song Ran was stunned.

The dialect in this area is not distinguished from the front and back nasal sounds. Luo Zhan’s zhan, the locals say zan.

Could he be azan?

"Ranran, why are you stunned? Do your eyes still hurt?"

"Ah, it's all right." She came to her senses and looked at her watch. It was nine-thirty in the evening.

The food ended at 10 o'clock in the evening and it started to rain heavily again. Song Ran sent several colleagues to each house and it was almost eleven o'clock.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Her car was walking on the ring road. The next interchange turned right and went down the elevated road and then arrived at her house not long after.

The headlights are on the green elevated street sign, and the dazzling word "Jiangcheng" is pointed directly in front of you.

She looked at her watch again, and it was getting heavier and heavier at 11 o'clock.

She drove her little Alto and walked straight away at the intersection, disappearing into the vast rain.

The heavy rain rushes on the windshield, and the wiper wipes swept the rain curtain hard. Song Ran stared at the low beam in front of the car, with all the rain lines. She felt that she had never been as clear as she was now.

She was not tired at all during the four-hour drive. She was even a little weirdly excited and excited on the way. There were few vehicles on the expressway late at night, and only the rain was everywhere with her.

As the journey went by, the rain gradually became smaller.

When Song Ran arrived at the Jiangcheng Military Region garrison, it was three o'clock in the morning. The iron door at the gate of the garrison was locked, and several sentries stood guard with guns.

She parked the car a few hundred meters away, turned off the fire, curled up in the back seat and fell asleep.

When the morning light was light, she woke up. At six o'clock in the morning, she heard the sound of military trumpets from the base, and the soldiers were about to have fun.

The sound of the warlock is loud and empty, echoing in the early morning sky.

The rain stopped, and doves flew past the sky. There was a pink morning glow in the east.

The soldier standing guard asked her for her purpose.

Song Ran showed him the reporter's ID card and ID card and said, "I am from the News Department of Liangcheng Satellite TV. I look for Luo Zhan and Political Commissar Luo. My colleague Shen Bei came to interview him two days ago, but some details of the problems need to be added. So I'll come over and improve it."

The other party checked her ID, did not doubt it, and said, "You wait a moment, I'll contact you."

Song Ran was a little guilty and short-sighed. She was a good girl since she was a child and could not lie. The first time she lied to someone, she naturally lacked confidence. The other party didn't say anything, but she made herself red.
To be continued...