The Big Landlord

In the early morning of late spring, the sun had already risen. Wang Ben took a long nap as usual. He yawned and opened the door of the main room casually. Just as he was about to have a comfortable laze, he found a figure sitting under the eaves. It was Zhan. Wu was holding an ear of wheat and shaking it gently.

In the past, even in the middle of the night, Zhan Wu would shout loudly and knock on the door vigorously without thinking. Today, something seemed wrong. When he heard the door open, he just looked at it expressionlessly, seeming a little uninterested. Something must have happened. Wang Ben quickly greeted: "Come in."

"Come with me for a walk on the slope," Zhan Wu said calmly, stood up and walked forward slowly.

After returning to the room, he pulled the quilt for Linglong, put his restless little hands back on the quilt, and gently shaved his little face twice, then gently closed the door of the hall and followed him out quickly.

Walking on the hillside, I listened to Zhan Wu slowly narrate the story. Looking at the unwilling and apologetic expression on his brother, I comforted him kindly: "It's good to come back and have a rest."

"No," Zhan Wu shook his head and said firmly, "I come back this time with the intention of becoming a soldier."

This road is very suitable for martial arts. Wang Ben nodded in agreement. It is now the middle of May in the Gregorian calendar, which is the spring recruitment season. Registration will not end until the end of this month, so there is still time.

Everyone went home. Wang Ben was busy making breakfast and feeding the little pigs delicious feed. Zhan Wu conveyed his wish to become a soldier to his parents. Although it is a peaceful era, it is still a great honor to serve as a soldier. Zhou Zhongfu agreed wholeheartedly, but Ma Yunxiu wanted to avoid having to worry about her son wandering day and night. She was relieved to go to the army and readily agreed.

After getting on the motorcycle, the two rushed to the village committee in excitement. Zhan Wu was naturally very happy. This close friend was finally on the right path and was about to get his wish. Wang Ben was also very happy for him.

There is no militia captain in Hetai Village, and the village party secretary Mao Zongwen is responsible for registration for joining the army. Because of the silk factory incident, Wang Ben and Mao Zongwen were somewhat unhappy. He didn't want to get involved in the matter, so he waited at the door of the village committee office. , Zhan Wu went to register alone.

It didn't take long for Zhan Wu to come out, his head drooped, looking lost, it seemed that things were not going well.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ben shouted and approached on his motorcycle, asking with concern.

Zhan Wutan spread his hands and replied helplessly: "Party Secretary Mao said that there were too many people signing up for the village and there were not enough places. They had already submitted their applications."

"Then let's go to the town's Armed Forces Department and have a look," Wang Ben thought for a while and said.

After rushing to Xiaoxing Town, there were only a few people in charge of recruitment in the Armed Forces Ministry office. Half of the small room was filled with people who came to visit. They were either senior officials from the town, cadres from other villages, and people from the county. The officials are all entrusted to come here to make connections.

The town's armed forces minister Bu Qinglian and several of his men were receiving these cadres separately, sending them off one after another, and they were too busy at all.

I didn't expect to be so enthusiastic about being a soldier. Looking at the situation, it was impossible to go without a back door. Wang Ben and Zhan Wu were a little surprised. They had never been in the military and they didn't understand at all.

After waiting for an hour with a sense of luck, he finally got the opportunity. While a staff member had just sent someone away and was busy drinking water to moisten his throat, Zhan Wu hurriedly stepped forward and asked very politely: "Is this Brother, I want to join the army, can I still sign up now?"

The staff member looked at it suspiciously and quickly replied: "Are you from the village? Go to the village committee to sign up first, and the village committee will hand over the list."

I was fooled by Mao Zongwen.

Most likely, someone in the village gave them gifts, so they simply rejected the others and then recommended them to join the army.

"Let's go back to find Mao Zongwen!" Wang Ben said angrily, walked out of the armed forces department quickly, and got on his motorcycle. He really wanted to rush to the village committee immediately to confront Mao Zongwen and curse him on the spot.

Zhan Wu quickly chased him out, shook his head and said in frustration: "What's the use of looking for him? I don't know the mayor or secretary, and I have no relatives with any official position."

This is a problem, and it is very critical. Wang Ben thought for a while and said unwillingly: "It doesn't matter, let's create a relationship and go directly to the Minister of Armed Forces."

They are not familiar with the Minister of Armed Forces Bu Qinglian at all. They have never even met before. They have to start from establishing a relationship. Gifts are inevitable. Although the Minister of Armed Forces has a small official position, he still receives a national salary. If you go to visit, they will definitely not accept you.

I bought two packs of Hongtashan, the most popular long cigarette holder, poured out all the cigarettes, rolled up the hundred dollar bills and stuffed them in. Forty cigarettes were exchanged for four thousand yuan. This shouldn't be a problem. This put Bu Qinglian in a difficult situation.

There seemed to be a lot of money, and Zhan Wu said unhappily: "You have so much money that you are so excited. Why are you giving so much? A little minister of armed forces will be extremely happy if you give him a thousand yuan."

"What are you afraid of? We won't care about it after giving the gifts and let him help with the work." Wang Ben chuckled and said nonchalantly. Since he decided to go through the back door, he would simply do it once and for all and win over the Minister of Arms. Those who are obedient will avoid grinding and grinding, and will have long nights and many dreams.

After asking about Bu Qinglian's home, I hurried there before getting off work. Several groups of people were standing outside Bu Qinglian's house, looking around eagerly. They even had to queue up to give gifts. Maybe even the meal time had been booked early.

He turned around and waited directly at the entrance of the armed department, intending to follow him and give him gifts to see where he could run.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Bu Qinglian declined many banquets and invited those who were still waiting out of the office. He hummed a small tune and walked leisurely back home. The recruiting season was his most proud day every year.

Just as they turned into a street, a motorcycle blocked the way. Wang Ben and Zhan Wu jumped off quickly. They followed it all the way and decided to start in this sparsely populated place.

"Hello, Minister Bu, come on, let's smoke!" Wang Ben said enthusiastically with a bright smile on his face, and handed over the cigarette case with money.

"I'm sorry, no!" Bu Qinglian frowned dissatisfied, and Yangyang's palms, which were yellowed by the smoke, politely declined angrily. This was not the first time he encountered this kind of interception halfway.

Wang Ben ignored it, opened the lid of the cigarette case and handed it over again, smiling and continuing: "It's okay if you don't smoke, just keep it."

Bu Qinglian's eyes began to shine. After staring at the cigarette box for a while, he raised his head and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"Minister Bu, can we find a place to sit for a while?" Wang Benyang raised his hand and said with a smile.

Pushing the motorcycle, he accompanied Bu Qinglian to the best restaurant in Xiaoxing Town. They asked for a secluded private room, drank a few glasses of wine, and chatted for a while, and the relationship suddenly became closer. Of course, it had to do with money. Attraction cannot be separated from relationships.

Pushing the two cigarette boxes over again, Wang Ben blinked and said, "Minister Bu, I'm going to trouble you about this good brother of mine."

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Bu Qinglian wholeheartedly agreed, pressing one hand tightly on the cigarette case, slowly dragging it over and carefully putting it into his pocket, patting it again and again from outside his clothes, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Here comes Minister Laub," Zhan Wu said politely, standing up and making a toast at the right time.

"In any case, as good as you are, you should join the army and contribute to the country," Bu Qing assured, patting his chest repeatedly, picking up the wine glass and draining it in one gulp.

The relationship was established in this way. I signed up directly at the Ministry of Armed Forces without going through the village committee. There were no problems with the subsequent political review and physical examination. The Minister of Armed Forces took care of me, so I didn't have to worry at all.

After a series of busy activities, he joined the army to see him off. This happy and always tear-jerking thing finally inevitably came.