Chapter 52 Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers

At the end of August, Lishu Village was really noisy with gongs and drums, firecrackers and crowds. The leading cadres of the commune came and personally went to the brigades of the selected workers, peasants and soldiers to accompany them to the town to bid farewell to these future talents.

At the entrance of the brigade in Lishu Village, a red cloth strip was pulled on it, which read, "The people sent me to college, and I went to college for the people!" ”

"Old man, you are glorious, the people can choose your children to be workers, peasants and soldiers, this is the party and the people believe in you!" The leader of a commune held Xia Mu's hand and shook it widely.

"Honorable, honorable, honorable!" Old man Xia kept repeating this sentence.

Uncle Xia Aihua took over the important task and expressed his attitude to the leaders of the commune: "Thank you for the arrival of the leaders of the commune, thank the party and the people for giving Comrade Xia Qiu the opportunity, he will show himself well and repay our commune and brigade!" ”

The leaders of the commune were quite satisfied: "I heard that Xia loves the country, not only cultivating future college students who are trusted by the party and the people, but also cultivating a people's soldier? ”

Xia Aiguo patted Xia Qiu's shoulder on the other side, just when he heard this, he came to his senses, and walked a few steps quickly: "Yes, it is all well cultivated by the party and the people, not only the trust of the army, but also the support and trust of our commune, I and the child and his mother are grateful in our hearts, very grateful." ”

Su Meili also kept nodding: "Yes, yes, thank you." ”

"The girl in the army, let's show a good attitude, strive to be promoted as soon as possible, and let her win glory for our commune; This time, the eldest son went to Longjiang University to study, and he also let him not forget the support of his parents and fellow villagers. Xia Aiguo loudly expressed his attitude to the villagers who were watching the excitement!

Xia Mutou Old Man Xia looked at the two sons who could stand alone, and the boss comforted him in his heart, they were both stronger than him, and this time his grandchildren were much stronger than them, and he was really going to prosper with his Xia family without his mud legs.

"Brother, will you be like a sister and not go home for the New Year?" Xia Dong looked up at Xia Qiu with a small face.

Xia Qiu touched Xia Dong's head: "No, brother has a holiday, and my brother can go to the army to see your sister during the holiday, and he also brings sugar cubes to Dongzi in the province, Dongzi is filial to his grandmother and father at home, less naughty, and more work." Brother is gone, you are a little man, I told my father, let him take you to the village educated youth, usually go to study after work, brother left all the books for you. ”

Xia Dong didn't wipe his tears this time, this firecrackers and drums, lively and crowded, although he was still young, but subconsciously felt that he was very ashamed to cry. Even grandparents don't have time to cry today, he can't make a mess. nodded fiercely, pulled Xia Qiu's hand, and instructed like a little adult: "Brother, if you can go to the army to see your sister, give all the candy you bought for Dongzi to your sister." Sue sΓΉ she wants to talk and count, Dongzi...... Fuyuko wants her to go home for the New Year. ”

Xia Qiu: "Okay. ”

Xia Qiu wore a big red flower and a navy blue tunic made by his mother. Stepping on the soles of his grandmother's shoes, his grandmother is old, a little presbyopia, whenever she can't see clearly, she will take the half-finished shoes, take them far away and look at the light carefully, and then can't see clearly, and then take a long look, this stitch and thread, repeat hundreds of times to lift it up and take the needle again. The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt!

Carrying his luggage and carrying five slightly hot boiled eggs in his pocket, accompanied by the leaders of the commune, he waved his hand to his fathers and fellow villagers, embarked on a new journey in his life, and opened a new chapter that belonged to him in summer and autumn.