Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

"mom."

"dad."

"I have to go back to the military camp. In a few days I will be heading to the battlefield to fight against the US and aid Korea."

"See you next time, that will be when I return as a hero."

After Jia Dongxu finished speaking to Old Jia and Jia Zhang, he turned around and left No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. He knew that if he continued to stay in Nanluoguxiang, he would probably not be able to bear to leave. Originally, Jia Dongxu was going to sleep in No. 95 Nanluoguxiang for one night, but he chose to leave early. When he returned triumphantly, he would have plenty of time to reunite with his family and brag with his neighbors.

"Woooooooo..."

As Jia Dongxu left, Jia Zhang cried

Parting is sad.

"Our Dongxu is the chosen son of God. It is absolutely impossible for him to die on the battlefield." Jia Zhang suddenly laughed.

She felt that her son was invincible.

Stronger than anyone else.

How could he die?

This was not Jia Zhang's self-consolation, but what she really thought in her heart. The world revolved around her son Jia Dongxu. How could the world survive without her son? Jia Zhang's doting on Jia Dongxu had reached a perverted level.

"You are still the chosen one. In this new society, even animals are not allowed to become spirits. Where does the heaven come from?"

"You're a little crazy."

"You praise Dongxu too much."

Old Jia couldn't bear it anymore, so he shook his head and reminded Jia Zhang.

"What did you say?"

"Dongxu is your son, and you say bad things about him behind his back. What are you thinking? Are you still a human being, Lao Jia? I'll scratch you to death."

"Stab!"

When Jia Zhang heard what Old Jia said, she was extremely unhappy and started to scratch Old Jia.

One scratch left two long bloody marks.

"Ouch."

Old Jia grimaced in pain.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he realized his mistake in an instant. Why did he provoke Jia Zhang, the tigress, again? Ever since Old Jia married Jia Zhang, he felt like a dog. Jia Zhang did nothing, and he, Old Jia, had to do all the dirty and tiring work himself. He was just like a dog raised by Jia Zhang, doing the most work and getting the most severe beatings. The key point was that Old Jia really couldn't beat Jia Zhang.

All these years.

Old Jia really fell into Jia Zhang's trap.

Marry her.

blood loss.

"Bang!" Jia Zhang punched Old Jia so hard that he saw stars.

"I was wrong, my dear, I was wrong. You are right. Everything you said is right. Our Dongxu is the best and most promising young man in the world, the chosen one by God." Old Jia quickly changed his words and continued along the lines of Jia Zhang's words.

"Humph!"

"It's no use!"

"You just said something wrong, so you have to pay the price. If you can say whatever you want, what's the point of having the police?"

Jia Zhang said coldly.

Continue to beat Lao Jia.

Lao Jia was beaten so badly that he crawled on the ground.

When the residents of the courtyard saw Jia Zhang beating Old Jia, they laughed so hard that they almost died.

Old Jia was extremely depressed.

This is clearly where he grew up.

The magpie's nest has been taken over by the cuckoo.

Being completely controlled by Jia Zhang, and still having to be beaten, it's a sin.

"boom!"

Lao Jia was being beaten and felt extremely humiliated, but he was still unwilling to give in. Under the influence of various emotions, he suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Even when Old Jia fainted, Jia Zhang continued to punch and kick him.

"Hey."

"Ms. Jia Zhang, your old Jia seems to have fainted, please stop hitting him."

Yan Bugui gave a reminder.

"He's pretending." Jia Zhang didn't believe it and continued kicking and beating him.

Seeing that Old Jia looked like a pile of rotten meat, lying motionless on the ground and really fainted, Jia Zhang finally stopped. However, Jia Zhang would not send Old Jia to the hospital with good intentions. She felt that it was a waste of money to take Old Jia to the hospital.

"Send him to the hospital."

"Yes."

"We can help you carry Lao Jia to the Steel Rolling Mill General Hospital."

"..."

Some kindhearted residents of the courtyard house kept speaking to Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang insisted on not sending Old Jia to the hospital.

"Look at me."

Jia Zhang pulled up a bucket of ice-cold water from the deep well in the backyard.

This is winter.

"Wow!"

Jia Zhang directly poured a bucket of cold water on Old Jia.

Suddenly, Lao Jia woke up.

Jia Zhang smiled.

It's no more efficient than going to the hospital.

Money is saved too.

Lao Jia got up and hurried home to take off his wet clothes and get into bed, but he was angry but dared not say anything.

When the residents of the courtyard saw Lao Jia leaving, many of them, who had grown up together for many years, felt that it was not worth it for Lao Jia. However, no one dared to provoke this shrewish woman, Jia Zhang. No one wanted to get into trouble, so why would they have a conflict with Jia Zhang for no reason? Everyone just muddled along, and no one stood up for Lao Jia.

……

On the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.

Snowing.

"Today's training activity is snowball fight." He Yuzhu said lightly after leading the soldiers to finish the exercise.

The soldiers were stunned at first.

Then they cheered and started making snowballs on the ground.

Throwing them at each other.

The soldiers had a lot of fun playing snowball fights.

This kind of snowball fight is purely for the soldiers to relax, and it has no training or tactical significance. He Yuzhu is very clear that no matter how long it takes, the soldiers will never forget the bloodiness on the battlefield. He will use the warmth of winter to heal the soldiers' hearts.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Ge Miao threw snowballs at the soldiers frantically, almost five per second.

"Hahaha."

"You haven't killed as many people as I have in a fight, and you can't even throw snowballs." Ge Miao laughed and mocked.

After Ge Miao finished his taunting, he was in trouble. Dozens of people chased Ge Miao and threw snowballs at him.

Ge Miao was unconvinced at first, facing dozens of people alone.

"Go, go, go."

"I'm scared."

"I, Ge Miao, am not good at playing snowball fights with real names. I am not as good as one of yours."

"Let me go please."

After Ge Miao's face, neck, and body were all covered with snow, he finally gave in to the soldiers of the 13th Company.

Only then did the soldiers let Ge Miao go.

He Yuzhu looked at the soldiers chasing and playing with a smile on his face.

Who doesn't have a child in their heart?

Just grown up.

Have to pretend to be strong.

The snow drifted into He Yuzhu's eyes.

Melts instantly.

"The 50th Battalion has been preparing for war for eleven days. The regiment headquarters should have some news to pass on. In this battle, should we fight or defend completely?" He Yuzhu touched his nose and muttered.

There was heavy snow all over the sky, the vast mountains behind us were covered in white, and in front of the camp was the endless Changjin Lake, frozen for a long time. The scene was so beautiful that it was difficult to describe in words.

"Captain He."

"The regiment has ordered you to rush to Hagaru-ri at 96 p.m. on time and work with the entire 79th Division to block the escape route of the th Division of the US Allied Forces."

The messenger from the regiment came over at this time, found He Yuzhu, saluted, and then spoke loudly.

All the soldiers from the 50th Battalion became serious when they heard the words from the soldiers from the regiment headquarters.

The atmosphere was filled with solemnity again.

We must fight.

Then let’s fight!