Chapter 162 The old Chen family took care of all the great events in our village


Chapter 162 All the great events in our village were taken care of by the old Chen family

Chen Baishui stood up from his chair, threw the cattail leaf fan aside, took the mobile phone handed over by his wife, and pressed the answer button , put the phone to your ear.

Said loudly: "Hello, leader, I am Chen Baishui."

"Haha, brother Chen, it's me, Pu Guotao from the Armed Forces Department."

"Why are you calling me a leader? Are you at home now?" Pu Guotao's hearty laughter came from the receiver.

"At home, Xiufen and I are both at home right now." Chen Baishui responded hurriedly.

"Okay, your Chen Jun has made meritorious service in the army, and he is still a second-class meritorious service. It is a great joy. The county is organizing people to go there to deliver the meritorious service. Are you okay this morning?"

"If everything is okay, we will visit you at home around noon."

"No, it's okay, I've been at home."

"Haha, okay, then Brother Chen, just wait at home. Good news, Xiao Zhao from the village will go to your house first to provide support. If you need anything, just greet him."

"That's it for now. I still have some things to finish here. I'll see you later."

"Okay, I'll see you later."

Chen Baishui responded in a daze and kept waiting. After hanging up the phone, he suddenly remembered.

My son called home half a month ago and did say something about meritorious service, but at that time he only mentioned it, not second-class merit.

Not to mention sending merit.

How come half a month has passed and the Ministry of Armed Forces suddenly wants to give away merit?

Chen Baishui had difficulty digesting the news for a while, mainly because it was too sudden.

Just now, others were enjoying the cool weather here, thinking about what to eat for lunch, when they suddenly learned that someone from the county was coming.

Can you not be confused?

"What's wrong, Baishui? What did the leader say on the phone? Is there something wrong with Xiaojun?" Li Xiufen stood aside and looked at her husband nervously.

She was afraid of calling her and saying something happened to her child at school.

As a parent, you don’t want your children to be rich, just to be safe.

Looking at his wife's anxious look, Chen Baishui calmed down, shook his head and said, "No, what are you thinking about."

"The county said they would come to our house at noon to deliver merit. , and also asked the children of the Zhao family, the head of the village, to come to our house to help. Didn't Xiaojun call some time ago to say that he had made a meritorious service? It was probably because of this."

"What else should I do? "Li Xiufen let out a sigh of relief, but then her expression became nervous again.

"Well, Baishui, will there be a lot of people coming to do the gong ceremony? Our family should prepare something." Let the neighbors come over to help.”

“Yes, we should prepare something.” Chen Baishui stuffed his cell phone into his pocket. Said: "Well, Xiufenqi goes to the house to get some money, buy some more vegetables at the market, and buy two old hens."

"Buy some melon seeds, fruits and so on."

"I called Futong and asked him to be free today and come back from the city to help take care of him."

"Hey, okay."

The two of them agreed and started working separately.

A phone call broke the peaceful atmosphere of their home.

It was around ten o'clock in the morning.

The entrance to the Rongan Armed Forces Department is even more lively, and light trucks are ready.

Qin Zongsheng, director of the Political Work Office of the Liucheng Military Division, has arrived, along with the drum troupe arranged by the city's Military Affairs Department.

We even got two salute trucks.

Although the political commissar of the Ministry of Armed Forces made a special phone call to tell them that they could find a private drum troupe, but at this critical juncture of recruitment, why should we use private drum troupes?

The gongs, drums and firecrackers are all played by comrades in military uniforms.

Looking from a distance, there are seven or eight vehicles parked in a long queue at the entrance of the armed department.

Pu Guotao was standing in front of the leading car, giving instructions loudly.

“Quick, quick, comrades, don’t waste time, raise the plaque high and put it on the head of the first car later.”

“Hold it with your hands, anyway, the car Go slowly."

"Where are the banners? Xiao Li? Put all the newly made banners on both sides of the truck. Make them more conspicuous for me."

"Comrades. , everyone pay attention, we are going to Xiaozhou Village later, but before going to Xiaozhou Village, the convoy must first circle the inner and outer rings of the county, and it must also circle a few more times on the way to the countryside. "


"In the radio truck at the back, prepare the recording for me. Play it as loud as you want when it sets off later."

"Do you understand everything?"

"Understood! ! ”

The people who were carrying plaques, pulling banners, carrying drums and getting into the car responded with joy.

Although the weather at this time was in the 30s or 40s, everyone was very enthusiastic.

There are political commissars working hard here to direct.

The red banners on both sides of the light truck, with the words "Congratulations to Comrade Chen Jun for winning the second class merit" written in gold letters on a red background, almost covered the convoy.

The convoy hasn’t moved yet.

The TV station staff with cameras behind them have already started recording the scene.

It is very busy.

"Old Pu, who are you waiting for? Let's go when it's time to go." Qin Zongsheng, director of the Political Office of the Liucheng Military Division, walked to the front of the car with a smile and asked Pu Guotao.

Hearing the sound, Pu Guotao lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, our county hasn't carried out the work of sending merit for a long time."

"Be sure to be well prepared and set out later to bring this excitement to the people of the county, haha."

Qin Zongsheng originally hurried over from the city's military division, just to let him know The county's Armed Forces Department attached great importance to this work and made the scene as grand as possible.

Unexpectedly, Pu Guotao was more active than him.

In the short time since he arrived, the original seven or eight cars had increased to thirteen.

In addition to the two jeeps from the military division, there are also three light trucks. The drum team alone occupied two of them, and the remaining one was decorated with plaques and other things.

The TV station has two vans, the Financial Security Management Department has two Hongqi vehicles, and the Ministry of Armed Forces has its own two military vehicles.

There are two more salute trucks sandwiched in the middle.

That’s it, not counting the three leading motorcycles that the law enforcement team has already prepared.

The scene was so spectacular.

Occasionally, people passing by in the distance couldn't help but stop and look at this when they saw it was a banner and a drum troupe.

Due to the distance and the large number of people gathered in front of the vehicle, they could not clearly see the words on the banner, and they were all secretly guessing whether there was some big happy event.

The main reason is that the formation is too big.

More than a dozen cars were parked together. The convoy was tens of meters apart, and there were also gathered military comrades in their 50s and 60s in military uniforms.

This scene is rare.

Finally.

The time comes to ten twenty.

The preparations for the meritorious convoy are finally complete.

Pu Guotao looked around the convoy, then nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, everyone starts boarding."

"Everyone, listen to me. This time I am going to Xiaozhou Village to deliver good news. On the way around the county town, I will fire as few salutes as possible, but I will beat the gongs and drums."

"Give me the propaganda broadcast. Play the loudest." "When you leave the county, fire a salute for me every 100 meters. Please work hard, comrades."

"No hard work." >Everyone got the instruction and started to get on the bus with smiles.

Pu Guotao also sat in the car.

With the sound of "cracking" firecrackers from the armed department, three law enforcement team members rode motorcycles at the front of the convoy and began to lead the way.

In the light truck behind, the drums began to beat desperately.

The motorcade set off, and it was really lively and noisy along the way.

The TV station staff leaned half of their bodies out of the car and recorded the entire process of delivering the gong.

The broadcast car in the middle of the motorcade was playing in a loop: "Good news, congratulations to Comrade Chen Jun for his serious and solid work, excellent skills and outstanding achievements in the combat preparation competition in 2013. He was awarded the second-class personal merit once and was awarded the military region's military spirit." The honorary title of Military Model Soldier was chosen as one of the top ten outstanding young model soldiers in the military region. This is a good news! ! ”

The sound of gongs and drums, the sound of salutes, and the sound of announcements filled the entire convoy.

Such a large formation of the merit-delivery team really caused quite a stir when it passed through the county town.

There were many vehicles on the road. After encountering them, they all gave way and residents stopped to watch.

Who is Chen Jun anyway? Few people in Rong'an County know him.

But on this day, many people also knew that there was a man named Chen Jun in their county who had made meritorious service in the army.

And he still made a lot of contributions.

After all, police motorcycles could be used to clear the way, as well as a convoy of forty or fifty meters long, with gongs and drums, which they had never seen in their county for many years.

At this time, the entrance to Xiaozhou Village was equally lively.

Zhao Kaihe, assistant to the Political Commissar of the Ministry of Armed Forces, took the lead in bringing logistics personnel to arrange the scene.

Originally, Chen Jun's house was at the entrance of the village, which was easy to arrange. They hung up one red banner after another.

They were all propped up on shelves and placed high on both sides of the village entrance. If one person serves as a soldier, the whole family will be honored.

The army and the people are united and rush forward. They are red-faced when receiving certificates of meritorious service. They also wear green uniforms and join the army. They serve the country with the breeze in their sleeves and so on.

Zhao Kaihe is also an honest person. Anyway, the political commissar said that all the banners in the logistics warehouse of the Armed Forces Department should be taken out and pulled up.

These were either recruitment slogans or meritorious service slogans, both of which were useful, so he might as well get them all.

Not only the banners, but he also led people to build an arched gate with an air pump at the entrance of the village.

The top of the door still says: Congratulations to Comrade Chen Jun for winning the second class merit.

But on the left and right sides of the door are couplets that he searched online.

Left: Iron armor and ambition to defend the country.

On the right: Jin Ge glory and family tradition.

Good guy, this morning for no reason, at the entrance of Xiaozhou Village, all the people in the village were almost exhausted after all this trouble.

Zhao Kaihe was from his own village, so the neighbors naturally surrounded him.

A middle-aged woman looked at the joyous scene at the entrance of the village and asked curiously: "Hey, Kaihe, why are you pulling so many red strips here? Didn't you just come to the village to promote it two days ago? Want to actively serve as a soldier?”

“Why are you here again?”

“Fourth Aunt, this time you are not coming to the village to promote being a soldier. This is Chen Jun from our village who is in the army. Merit has been accomplished. Fourth Aunt, look at the words on the top. It says "Second Class Merit"

"I don't know how to read." The middle-aged woman called Fourth Aunt muttered, but she still looked up.

Other villagers also began to notice the large characters on the top of the arched door.

"Hey! Isn't this name the eldest child of Chen Laoer's family? That child has made meritorious service again?"

"Yes, Uncle Six, the son of Uncle Chen's family, he has made meritorious service again. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! I've always seen this kid as someone who has a strong body and good manners. Look how long it's been since he's made a meritorious deed. "

"Hey, Baishui really raised a good son. All the great events in our village in recent years have been taken up by the Baishui family."

"Kaihe, what's the use of just pulling the red cloth? , hurry up to Chen Lao'er's house and talk about it, take this good thing over, why are you bothering with it at the entrance of the village?"

The villagers gathered around to watch the excitement, talking about it, and there were others. Give him advice.

Hearing Zhao Kaihe burst into laughter for a while, he then responded loudly: "Uncle, aunt, I went to Uncle Chen's house and I have notified you."

"The venue is being arranged here, we will wait for a while There will be a convoy to deliver the merits, people from the county and city will come, and people from the TV station will also come.”

"My dear, are there any more behind?"

Hearing what Zhao Kaihe said, the villagers who gathered around finally understood the purpose of their troubles at the entrance of the village.

"Yes, there are more people coming later. It is estimated that dozens of people will come today. They should be here soon. There are TV stations, leaders from the county, leaders from the Armed Forces Department, and leaders from the city's military division. Everyone comes to our village."

Zhao Kaihe spared no effort in introducing, but when the nearby villagers knew that leaders would come later, the crowd that had gathered began to disperse.

Many people ran towards home.

It's not that I'm afraid of the leader coming, but it's summer, and many of the village gentlemen are just wearing big pants and walking around shirtless.

It’s okay to wear it like this at ordinary times. I just wandered around in front of my house twice. It was too hot when I got home, so I was messing around.

But if the leader comes, it will definitely not work to wear something like this. You have to find a shirt or something to put on, so as not to affect the image of the village.

As soon as the crowd here dispersed, Chen Jun’s mother Li Xiufen came back on the tram.

She passed by the entrance of the village and looked at the bustle in front of her, but she didn't ask yet.

Zhao Kaihe ran over in a hurry and said: "Aunt Li, go back and get ready. The county leaders will be here soon."

"I went to our house just now, but Uncle Chen didn't let me help. , he was cleaning the house there, and went to the west end of the village to buy cigarettes and water."

"Oh, okay, I'll go back and take a look." Li Xiufen nodded and hurriedly turned the accelerator and drove home.

After the preparations were completed at the entrance of the village, not long after, many villagers gathered to watch the fun.

Chen Baishui and Chen Futong, who came later, also arrived at the entrance of the village.

Looking into the distance.

Looking forward to the arrival of the performance team.

Many people in the village have only seen it on TV, but they have never encountered it in the real village.

This is the first time.

Then you must join in the fun.

Around 11:40 in the morning, the sound of gongs and drums came faintly from a distance.

At the same time, what came into view was the police motorcycle leading in the distance.

As the convoy got closer and closer, good guys, many villagers gathered nearby widened their eyes.

Looking at the motorcade in the distance in shock.

Chen Jun’s family has never been to the army before, and they have even come twice.

But the first two times there were absolutely no such big battles. There were more than a dozen cars coming over, with bright red plaques and bright red banners.

The gongs and drums were loud, and the salutes were fired.

It really calmed the people present.

(End of this chapter)

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