Demobilization of non-commissioned officers (5)

Some toadstools cultivated during the day can be quickly multiplied at night, Cui Yuping's premonition was confirmed, and the boss's ill-intentioned gaze during the day turned into a despicable act at night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Cui Yuping felt a pair of big hands swimming on her body in her sleep, she woke up suddenly, jumped out of bed at once, saw the figure of a man next to her, and unceremoniously slapped him left and right on his blurred face. In the suddenly brightened light, Cui Yuping saw the boss in front of him.

Juanzi was not in the opposite bed at this time, and she didn't come back all night.

Cui Yuping picked up the bedside mirror, shattered it on the windowsill with a "horn", grabbed a piece of pointed glass, and shouted at the boss: "If you don't get out again, I'll stab your eyes!" ”

The boss salivated, smiled and said, "Yuping, don't get me wrong, I'm here to see ------"

"Get out of ------" Cui Yuping's eyes were breathing fire.

The boss saw that Cui Yuping's hand holding the broken glass was bleeding, and the red blood was flowing down his arm, and he was also a little scared, and walked away.

Cui Yuping packed up his things, quickly escaped, and sat in horror at the door of a bank that was open day and night until dawn.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and there were already people coming and going on the road, she made a call to Yuan Changlin.

Cui Yuping cowered in the back seat of the car, thinking in his heart that people always hope that good intentions will be rewarded, but the god of fate sometimes makes mistakes, giving convenience to the bad guys and leaving disasters to the good guys. After he arrived at this restaurant, he worked hard, served thoughtfully, and helped the boss earn a lot of money. He found himself gone after dawn and was to be condemned by his conscience - if he still had a little conscience.

The car got off the road and onto the sidewalk.

"Base is almost there!" Yuan Changlin glanced back at Cui Yuping again and said softly.

The air currents of the wheels rattled the fallen leaves on the ground.

"Those who are swept away by the autumn wind, the spring breeze will be sent back." Cui Yuping comforted herself in her heart again.

Yuan Changlin told the leaders of the production base that his cousin had just come to Beijing from the countryside and wanted to work in the city, but had not yet found a suitable place and was going to live here for a few days.

Except for the families of cadres and fighters who came from other places to visit their relatives, few women came to the base. When the young men at the base heard that Yuan Changlin's cousin was coming, they sometimes found an opportunity to laugh and chat with Yuan Changlin in the guest room where Cui Yuping lived, and Yuan Changlin himself had to greet him several times a day, so Cui Yuping did not feel lonely in the past few days at the base, and seemed to have temporarily forgotten the pain in his heart.

In recent days, the cadres and soldiers of the production base felt that the food in the canteen was obviously much better than before, and they later learned that Cui Yuping went to the canteen to help cook when she was fine, and the delicious meals were all from her hands. On this day, the director of the base called Yuan Changlin to his office and said to him: "Everyone reports that your cousin's food is very delicious, you tell her, don't go to the city to work, just cook here with us, it doesn't matter if the salary is more or less, anyway, the meat is rotten in the pot." ”

Yuan Changlin was overjoyed in his heart, but he still told the director that he would go back and discuss with his cousin before making a decision.

After Yuan Changlin left, the director of the base said to the instructor of the base: "What cousin, I think that girl is Yuan Changlin's girlfriend, I can see the abnormality from the tone and eyes of his voice." ”

Cui Yuping stayed at the production base, where she was the first female worker to be hired in years.

In the more than a year since she arrived in Beijing, Cui Yuping has been trudging through the desert where she lives, and this is the first oasis she has encountered.

The production base has an open supply of fresh air, as well as land and smiling faces.

When Cui Yuping is alone, he always thinks of the past, and memories can sometimes stir up painful waves in his heart, and sometimes he can also ripple happiness. The psychological wounds have gradually healed, she cherishes this environment, and also cherishes this opportunity, and works very hard.

After the crops were harvested, the earth revealed a broad and naked mind, and Yuan Changlin and Cui Yuping confirmed and disclosed their friendship.

It was a sunny spring day the following year.

In the conference room of the base, the simple wedding of Yuan Changlin and Cui Yuping was held.

In the more than half a year since Cui Yuping arrived at the base, he has been in a comfortable mood, worry-free about food and clothing, and his people have become more beautiful. She and Yuan Changlin have a walk under the moon before the flowers, but it is more about learning and exchanging skills. Both of them had previously learned some theoretical knowledge, and the base became a place for their internships. Cui Yuping's cooking level has improved significantly, and he also learned vegetable planting techniques with Yuan Changlin, and Uncle Xing's place has become a place they often go.

Uncle Xing once said to Yuan Changlin with Cui Yuping behind his back: "I remember I told you that if you work hard, you will be able to look at other people's daughters-in-law to your own daughters-in-law in two years. ”

The young men at the base were very envious of Yuan Changlin, and a non-commissioned officer also followed his example and found a working girl from his hometown who went to the city as his girlfriend.

After Yuan Changlin confirmed his friendship with Cui Yuping, he told her his thoughts: "I can leave the army after five years of service, although there is still the possibility of a first-class non-commissioned officer to a second-class non-commissioned officer, but after the death of my father at home, my mother's health has been poor, and I want to go home to find a project suitable for my own development, and it is also convenient to take care of my mother." If you don't have an opinion, then let's demobilize and go home together, and do another business in the land where we were born and raised. ”

Cui Yuping said to Yuan Changlin with a smile: "I have no opinion on when to go back to my hometown, I am nostalgic for the simple folk customs of my hometown, and there are elderly people at home who need to be taken care of." However, you are demobilized, I am going home, and the word demobilization cannot be used for the two of us together. ”

"Demobilization is to return to the original place, a word that we can both use." Yuan Changlin argued.

Cui Yuping's laughter became louder, and he pointed at Yuan Changlin and said, "Not only did you misinterpret the meaning of the two nouns, but you also confused the two different words. ”

Yuan Changlin grabbed Cui Yuping's hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, saying, "It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, that's how I understand it." ”

The two of them planned to go home to plant vegetables in the greenhouse after they got married, and the biggest worry was the lack of funds. After knowing Yuan Changlin's worries, an old chief who often went fishing at the base promised to write a letter to Yuan Changlin, who was currently the deputy director of the Finance Bureau of the county government in Yuan Changlin's hometown and was also his former civil servant, asking him to help Yuan Changlin solve this difficulty.

The hustle and bustle of the city gradually melted into the darker and darker night, but the train station was still bustling with people.

Yuan Changlin has completed the demobilization procedures, and the base has also settled the account for Cui Yuping, it is time for the husband and wife to return their homes.

The bell on the platform rang, and Yuan Changlin and Cui Yuping waved goodbye to the people who saw them off, and also to the metropolis that had planted the seeds of longing and nostalgia in their hearts.

The train has started, and there is still a long way to go.

The road to life in the future will be longer.

(End of this article) (To be continued.) )