Cold Winter (3) (1)
Four Seasons and Lan Xiang couldn't imagine a good thing in the sky, but overnight, unexpectedly befell on the roof of their house.
Just as Technician Qin led the technical team and some villagers to carry out the busy stage of soil and fertilizer management in the apricot forest and winter pruning day and night, the recruitment work organized by the commune had also begun.
The people of Xinghua Village don't care much about the matter of the baby being a soldier. It's not that the villagers are unwilling to let the baby cub become a soldier, but they never had the luxury of expecting their baby cub to become a soldier.
Since more than 30 years ago, the national army went into the mountains and captured a group of elite men, including Mao Sheng's father, and became unknown soldiers, Xinghua Village has never been a soldier. The Commune carried out conscription every year. However, how could such a good thing be the turn of Xinghua Village. Even if the school-age youths outside the mountain are all gone, I'm afraid it won't be the turn of the people of Xinghua Village.
Every year, no matter how the commune yells, no matter how the sour apricot breaks his leg and wears out his mouth, the people of Xinghua Village can't even taste a bite of clear soup and little water, let alone eat meat. The pitiful indicators that the Commune had were not enough for the wolf cubs in the Commune compound to compete for. Coupled with the cubs of key figures such as the village party secretaries, there are more monks and less porridge, and there is no share of the people in the ravines.
But it didn't take much effort to get two indicators at once. This is a beautiful thing that Sour Apricot didn't dare to think of when he was killed on stage. Even he himself couldn't help but laugh and said to his woman, this world is really changing. used to break his head on stage, and he couldn't even smell a little bit of meat. Now that he has stepped down, he has unprecedentedly obtained two indicators at once. It's not a joke, it's something.
In fact, the reason why Sour Xing was able to get the recruitment index after stepping down was not because anyone was deliberately playing tricks on him, but because of the inherent emotional involvement between people.
After hearing that the commune had started its annual conscription work again, Sour Xing thought in her heart that she had already arrived in such a field, and it would be even more difficult to settle the babies around her in the future. It's better to take advantage of the fact that you still have this old face in the past, and ask the leaders of the commune to go. Let's see if we can send the three babies away. It is also very fortunate that the people of Erwa Cub are temporarily placed in the technical team. Here are not only the people's own advantages, but more importantly, the result of the xylophone's deliberate arrangement. He knows the deep meaning.
So, he went to the commune and found Secretary Shen. He begged the leaders to take care of him and send him to the army. Although Secretary Shen was a little more temperamental and difficult to speak, Sour Xing made him ousted from the stage by force. Although it was a forced and helpless move made by himself in the case of involuntarily. In any case, there was still an element of guilt in his heart. So, with a stroke of his pen, he wrote a note and handed it to Sour Xing, saying Lao He, others who came to be lobbyists and pleaded for mercy asked me to get out of the house with a word. You are the only one who comes, but I will give you this face. Just tell the baby cub to go out and see the world through the wind and rain. When he comes back, maybe it's a second you. said sourly, Xingxing's heart was hot, her eyes were sour, and she wanted to shed tears.
With this note, the laboring soldiers will not be able to run away even if they are sure of it. As for the physical examination and political examination, there is absolutely no problem. The body of labor is as strong as a little tiger, and the three generations of his ancestors are all scarred and numb.
Out of Secretary Shen's office, he went to the Minister of Armed Forces again,
The moment she saw the minister, she suddenly changed her mind. He didn't take out the note written by Secretary Shen, but directly begged the leader to give himself a soldier index for the sake of his old feelings. The minister has maintained a close relationship with Sour Apricot for many years. Although Sour Xing is no longer on stage, there is another reason for his resignation. Because of his sympathy for the sour apricot, he happily agreed, and also advised, that is, you, only this once, not an example.
Sour Xing felt comforted in her heart, and thought, this person, it's better to be generous and kind. Whether you are in a high position or stuck in a mud puddle, a little less ostentatious and ruthless, and a little more good deeds, there will always be people who will be grateful for your good work in the past. The mother's funeral and the current situation have unmistakably verified this.
When he returned home, he was both happy at his unexpected harvest and troubled with how to distribute the extra quota. If it was usual, he would definitely spread it out at the village cadre meeting, count and see whose baby cubs need it the most, and then decide who to distribute it to, absolutely selfless. But now it's different, I'm already a flat-headed citizen, and there's no need to look out of the mountains with the villagers in mind. Then you have to think more about your future and make good use of this precious indicator in your hand. He originally thought that he would simply give the rest of the indicators to the people. Let him and his brothers and sisters be soldiers and carry guns together, and go out on the road together. However, the people were not enthusiastic about being soldiers. He seemed to be fascinated by the management of the orchard. No matter how sour apricot persuaded him, the people were unmoved. In desperation, he could only take stock of other candidates in the village.
Sour Xing counted several families with big surnames in the village, weighed and weighed them, and felt that it was better to rely on the nest of people surnamed Li for a long time. Although the Song family had Maolin and Xylophone, he never took Maolin in his eyes, and Xylophone had a deep rift with himself. I must not rush to add her hindsight. Not only can I get over it in my heart, but I am afraid that the people of Xinghua Village will laugh at his despicable behavior. The He family now has no qualified babies.
He first thought of Zhenfujia and revealed the news. However, the foreign bank was not enthusiastic about being a soldier, but was almost fanatically obsessed with the management of Xinglin, and followed the ass of Technician Qin like a shadow to engage in management. Zhenfu didn't dare to go directly to Sour Xing's house in broad daylight, for fear that Muqin would have some thoughts if he knew that the two families were walking closely. He personally ran to thank him at night, and said regretfully, I can't help it. The dead foreign ghost followed Technician Qin in a daze. He doesn't take the Yangjian Road, but he wants to take the ghost road and not look back. Sora worries you.
Sour Xing could only smile and say, it's the same as the people of my family. The baby cub has its own opinions, and following the management of the apricot forest may not be a climate.
Then, of course, the remaining indicators are cheaper than Zhenshujia. The cheapest one is the autumn equinox of the second son of the Four Seasons family. His eldest son, Xia Zhi, was also fascinated and learned the management knowledge of Xinglin from Technician Qin, and he had no idea of becoming a soldier.
Lan Xiang was grateful to the two of them from the bottom of her heart, so she often went in and out of the courtyard of the sour apricot family. Either send a few kinds of rice and grain today, or help do a few jobs tomorrow, and the two families move around very frequently. Her eagerness for the xylophone gradually faded.
After repeated physical examinations and selections, the soldiers for labor and the autumn equinox have been decided, and they will leave in the next few days.
In the surprise and envy of the villagers, the two families nervously prepared for the trip of the two cubs. Actually, there was nothing to prepare. The people who came up to lead the troops had already said that they didn't need to bring anything, not even pants. At that time, the two of them just changed into yellow military uniforms and left. However, the two families couldn't believe that there was such a beautiful thing, and they still rushed to make underwear and pants for the baby in a hurry. I also remembered that the people in the mountains have always been naked and wearing slippery jackets and trousers. If you go out to sleep, you can't make people outside laugh off their big teeth. However, no one has ever done how to sew underwear and other clothes. Several women gathered together and pondered, like rushing to make an outer garment, and the four dislike coats and underwear were not like underwear. Wearing such underwear on the body, it is difficult to feel in all directions. Either the labor is haunted by grinding the skin, or the autumn equinox shouts to cut the eggs. The two families dismantled and changed the sewn underwear, changed it and dismantled it again, and tossed it repeatedly.
Lan Xiang took the underwear that had been changed three times, and ran to her mother-in-law to help modify it, saying that the autumn equinox always disliked the crotch of the pants, either the crotch was too shallow to lift the waist, or the crotch was deep enough to fit into the piglet. The Zhenshu woman was also dumbfounded. In desperation, she took this "semi-finished product" and went to find her third daughter-in-law, Jin Lian.