There was a telegram from above, calling for special recruitment into the army.
The villagers had never heard of it and didn't understand much about it, but they thought it was awesome and started to think about it in their minds on the spot.
I thought too far and felt that the sky was too high, so I unconsciously lowered my voice and did not dare to discuss it any more. This is probably the normal state of mind that the Chinese Yacaotou people have developed over thousands of years.
Here, Han Youshan warmly thanked him, and Zhang Jiexia served hot tea.
The two cadres sat down and drank a few sips, then raised their heads and asked, "The child is not at home?"
"Yeah, why don't we go out early in the morning to inquire..." Zhang Jiexia was halfway through her words when her husband knocked her elbow from behind and said hurriedly, "I went to meet my classmates early in the morning. No, I haven't come back yet."
One of the two cadres joked: "Female classmate, right? Haha."
Another said: "I am about to go to the army, so I should say goodbye to my classmates."
There was no second order of tea, nor did they stay for dinner. The two cadres did not sit down for long before they stood up and left. Before leaving, they left their phone numbers, shook hands and told the Han family's parents to contact them if they had anything to do in the future.
It wasn't until the big jeep drove away that the villagers' voices became clear again. This is another norm.
People were crowding around outside the Qiantou courtyard, all talking, asking about Han Qingyu's special recruitment to join the army, such as what the special recruitment was, what the reason was, and so on.
The two Han family members knew it in their hearts, but they couldn't admit their son's entrusted relationship with their mouths. So I can't explain why, and the response seems a bit hesitant and confusing.
Fortunately, the joy in their hearts was real and full.
When Han Qingyu arrived home, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and the village neighbors who had gathered at Han's house had just dispersed.
It was a happy event for the Han family, and they couldn't prepare to cook for the guests anymore, so they took out two bottles of old liquor that Han Youshan had hidden for many years and opened one, and finally coaxed the people who were making noises over.
"What's going on? Dad, Mom."
When he got home and saw his parents, he seemed to be temporarily separated from the things and emotions he had just experienced. Han Qingyu was still a little confused when he saw this situation.
"Why, you don't even know it yourself?"
After my mother finished speaking, she happily ran into the house and got his enlistment notice.
Han Qingyu really didn't expect that the notice that was promised to arrive tomorrow would actually be delivered this evening, and the notice was not delivered by Lao Jian.
"Okay, the notice arrived before you."
Zhang Jiexia briefly talked about the situation just now.
"Um...Mom, Dad, come here." After hearing this, Han Qingyu suddenly looked a little anxious. He pulled his arms and pulled his parents back into the house, turned around and closed the door again.
Then, under the confused eyes of his two parents, he asked in a low voice and eagerly: "Dad, Mom, did they give us money when they sent the notice?"
Han Youshan and Zhang Jiexia were stunned.
"No, should we be given money for this? You can't." Mom Zhang Jiexia's eyes were filled with confusion.
Han Youshan also said: "Yeah, I haven't heard of it. I only heard that there are retirement pay for retirement."
"Oh... I made some inquiries on my own before, and thought that the special recruits really got subsidies. I was afraid that you two would let it slip and make people jealous."
Han Qingyu responded with cover-ups and preparations.
Thinking to himself, it seems that Lao Jian took the money himself. When someone comes tomorrow, he must remember to ask him for it.
He wants money. At least based on his current understanding, nothing is more important to Han Qingyu than leaving a sum of money for his parents. If the source energy blocks can be sold publicly, he will take the two blocks he got tonight and sell them first. .
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The lights in the mountain village were on, and flying insects were hitting the windows. The sun and moon in the mountains and fields make snakes and rats multiply, and the mountain people live in peace.
Han Qingyu sat on the threshold, looking at the "Recruitment Notice" in his hand under the eaves lamp.
This notice is undoubtedly true. It was specially sent by people from the Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces. It is real and tangible, the words are clear, and it is covered with a big red seal. There is no doubt in it, and naturally no one will think of doubting it...
Only Han Qingyu himself knew what incredible and terrifying things it was about to take him to face.
At this time, behind him, his mother was full of excitement and quickly brought the food hot in the pot to the table. The sound of the food was fragrant; his father took the drinking cup from the old wooden cabinet and thought about it. , laughed, and took one more today.
On the road outside the courtyard gate, relatives from the village occasionally passed by. They stopped to say hello and congratulations, and then asked a few questions out of concern or curiosity.
This whole scene gave Han Qingyu a very special feeling, as if two worlds were quietly intertwining, with smoke curling up from the kitchen and arrogant claws on the other... forming a silent contrast through the curtain.
Everything in front of him was clearly a scene that he was already very familiar with. It had the most plain and simple appearance of his past life, just like usual.
But behind the curtain was what he had just witnessed personally and was about to participate in. The part of the world that lay hidden behind it was unbelievable to ordinary people.
"Wash your face and eat." His father leaned over and patted Han Qingyu's shoulder affectionately.
"Ah...ok." Han Qingyu stood up and put the notice on the table.
While he was washing his face in front of the shelf, his parents were sitting at the table waiting.
Han Qingyu twisted the towel, turned his head, and looked carefully at his parents sitting in the yellow light for a while.
"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom." The next moment, he finally couldn't hold it back and said, "It would have been better if I had passed the exam..."
After saying that, Han Qingyu quickly raised his head and covered his face with the spread wet towel.
He thought that if he had passed the exam at that time, these things would probably not have happened later. He was afraid that he would not know whether he would return home after leaving.
"What are you talking about, silly boy? You're sorry... It's okay to be a soldier. You might not be able to enter the police station after you become a soldier. That guy from Shanglong Village a few years ago entered the police station and became a police officer when he came back. You still have to Special recruitment." Mom said.
"Yes, if you perform well in the army, I heard you can get promoted." Dad also said.
"...Hmm." When Han Qingyu took off the towel, he wiped his face vigorously and wiped his eyes without leaving any trace. He smiled brightly under the gaze of his parents and said, "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'll go You must perform well. You must also take care of yourselves and don’t work too hard.”
He has no one to say about the road ahead.
My parents said: "Okay, okay, you can rest assured at home."
The family of three sat down.
"This is just leftover wine." His father, Han Youshan, picked up the bottle of liquor and shook it, and said, "By the way, did you really not waste Xiao Fei's gift for your special move?"
"No." Han Qingyu said hurriedly: "It's possible that we can get together. The army is in a hurry to recruit some soldiers, so my test scores are good, especially in mathematics, physics and chemistry... Maybe I didn't get into college and have some physical leftovers. Among people with sufficient conditions, it is considered rare."
Han Youshan and Zhang Jiexia's faces were relieved and they nodded, "That's good."
"Here, let me pour you some today." His father poured half a finger of white wine for Han Qingyu, then turned to pour a sip for his wife Zhang Jiexia, and said with a smile: "You're welcome."
He poured the rest for himself, raised it and thought about it for a long time, but only said two words: "Happy."
Clinking glasses, the three members of the family each took a sip.
Zhang Jiexia and Han Qingyu frowned.
"Hahaha." Han Youshan laughed heartily when he saw their expressions. He turned to Han Qingyu and said, "Because I heard that drinking would burn your brain and it would affect your studies, I didn't let you drink..."
"This is bad." He then laughed and said, "I heard that people in the army are very good drinkers, hahaha."
How should I put it, the simple farmer father's laughter at this moment actually felt a bit like schadenfreude.
"It's too late to train you, hahaha... But it's okay, just get drunk a few times and it'll be fine."
Finally, he told him the solution, and then touched his glass with his son's.
During the meal, we were talking almost all the time, and my mother talked about the relatives in the village and other people's business as usual.
"By the way, your cousin had a blind date yesterday..." she said.
"Is it done? Did she tell you?" Even if it was just such gossip, Han Qingyu enthusiastically chatted with his mother today.
Mom said, "No, I think she's full."
"I'm full, so shouldn't it be fun to meet each other? Why can't it be possible?"
"It's no brainer. When you go on a blind date, you can do nothing and concentrate on eating. Do you think you can still make it after eating enough?" My mother laughed and said, "You really have to see each other, I tell you, or you are too panicked to speak. , or there will be endless things to say.”
"This seems to make sense, Mom."
"Of course, Mom has real experience. When your dad and I went on a blind date, we only had one table of food left... I didn't feel hungry until we were walking out after the blind date, so I just wanted to say, go buy a sesame seed pancake. ...Finally, I met your dad again at the sesame cake stall..."
"I'm starving too." Han Youshan added with an awkward smile.
The family of three clinked glasses again.
"In short, your mother knows a lot about people and the world, but she hasn't had time to teach you yet." She put down the cup and continued, and she smiled proudly.
After laughing for a while, he suddenly stopped laughing. He turned his head and was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly changed his tone and said, "I didn't expect you to leave home so soon."
Han Qingyu didn't catch this sentence.
Overall, the atmosphere of this dinner was like a diagonally downward line segment.
After the initial joy and enthusiasm, the parents began to gradually realize that their son was finally leaving their side. It could be three years at least, or many years at most.
The instructions were repeated over and over again.
My mother's eyes turned red as she spoke.
Dad lit a cigarette, waved his hands in a manly manner and comforted him: "Look, what are you doing? Qingzi has grown up, and he always has to travel around..."
Then I blamed the smoke today for being very smoky.
