Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The next morning, Mo'er came to the cowshed early and helped Zhao Yunting pack his things. After packing, Mo'er helped him load the things onto the oxcart, which belonged to Li Laoer! Zhao Yunting seemed to have endless things to say to his grandmother. Mo'er said to Zhao Yunting solemnly: Don't worry, grandma will be fine with me here! I promise she will get better and better! Zhao Yunting nodded to Mo'er gratefully and said: Thank you for your hard work! When I'm not here, don't go too far up the mountain. It's too dangerous in case you encounter wild boars or something. Mo'er replied: Yeah, I got it! Let's go quickly, don't miss the train. The two got on the train, and Li Laoer waved his whip, "Oh, oh, go." The oxcart then slowly headed towards the county town.

On the way, Zhao Yunting kept persuading Mo'er not to go too far into the mountains. A girl outside the village was waiting by the roadside. She was very happy to see the ox cart coming. She hurried to the ox cart and said to Zhao Yunting: "Brother Zhao, please be careful when you return to the army. Remember to take care of yourself!" Mo'er looked at the girl. The girl's name was Li Pandi. She often strolled around the cowshed, hoping to meet Zhao Yunting by chance! But the flowers have feelings, but the water is ruthless. Zhao Yunting ignored all the girls in this village except Mo'er! Zhao Yunting also told Mo'er about this!

Li Pandi didn't care when Zhao Yunting ignored her. She was used to it anyway and continued to talk to herself: "Brother Zhao, remember to miss me. I will wait for you! Waiting for you to pick me up!"

Zhao Yunting simply turned his head away and didn't look at her!

Mo Er chuckled and turned his head to the side. The ox cart continued to move forward. After leaving the village, there was no one there. A pleasant song came from the cart:

Send off comrades and embark on a journey

Two tears in silence

Camel bell ringing in my ear

The road is long and foggy

Revolutionary career often parted

一样 分别 两 样 情

战友 啊 战友

dear brother

当 心夜 半 北 风寒

Take care along the way

Send off comrades and embark on a journey

The road ahead is long and arduous

The sound of camel bells spreads along the way

Mountains stacked up, rivers flowing

Ambition against the wind and current

Live up to the people's upbringing

战友 啊 战友

dear brother

Wait until the spring breeze brings good news

We meet again

战友 啊 战友

dear brother

Wait until the spring breeze brings good news

We meet again

The song is plaintive and deeply moving.

The sound is slow and light, which makes people feel intoxicated after listening to it.

Singing sad songs, the singing is soulful and touching.

The elegant and melodious singing voice is like a clear spring, nourishing the soul.

The singing is like a gentle breeze, soft and warm, making people intoxicated.

When sadness envelopes the soul like a dark night, notes dance across the sorrowful stage, and songs echo in the solitude of the air. Singing about sadness is about pouring out the heart's reluctance, about finding catharsis and healing through song. Every lyric carries inner sorrow, every melody reflects poignant memories. Singing about sadness is about facing one's own vulnerability, and also about finding inner courage and strength.

The song was so melodious and beautiful, but when it stopped, tears were already streaming down her face.

When I was fifteen or sixteen, a young man in my turbulent years, I met a man. He was as bright as the sun, and I dare not forget him.

Sadness filled the entire ox cart. Even Zhao Yunting's eyes were red. He quietly took Mo'er's hand, but choked with sobs silently!

Mo'er threw herself into Zhao Yunting's arms, her shoulders shaking. Zhao Yunting hugged her tightly, softly comforting her, "Don't cry, it won't look good if your eyes are swollen. I'll be back at the end of the year! You're only fifteen. I'll wait until you're an adult to pick you up, and then take you to explore the green mountains and green fields, and see the most beautiful blue sky and white clouds!"

Moer nodded: "Promise me that you will write me a letter every week! If you don't write to me for one week, I will come to you!"

Zhao Yunting nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will write every week!"

Just as the two were being affectionate with each other, they heard a loud cry. Following the sound, they saw Li Laoer, the driver. Moer asked, "Second Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Li Laoer cried and said, "I miss my old wife! She left too early, ah...ah...ah!"