Grandpa Gu took his last mouthful of soybean milk and gasped for a particularly comfortable atmosphere. Then he said, "don't worry about our old couple's opinions about this."

"As parents, there are so many conditions that can be created for you. Your mother and I have two positions, one for you and the other for distribution at home. After giving it out, how can you discuss it privately? Neither of us will intervene."

"As for the spare money and the house, when we leave, we'll divide it equally among the three. Later, even if it's a brain flower between you, I have only one sentence. It's time for old people to make their own decisions."

Leaving this sentence, the old man took a piece of straw paper and put it on his greasy mouth. He walked out of such a big canteen with his hands on his back... But after a while, he integrated into the gate of the dormitory building in the factory. He joined up with a group of men who had already made an appointment to play chess, and fought together with chess pieces.

As for the job?

You can discuss it yourself.

The big hearted father's action made uncle Gu's face twitch for a short time. After all, he held back his suffocation and turned his eyes to his second brother's direction, waiting for his final statement.

When Gu Yongjun, who was finally able to decide for once, saw that his second son really had no idea about the job, he finally nodded heavily and paid the 150 yuan from his eldest brother.

For a skilled mechanic's salary of 20 yuan a month, 150 is not a small amount.

It is enough to prepare some useful things for his son who has gone away.

After breakfast, Gu Yongjun got 150 yuan, which belonged to his son.

He put the money carefully into the post office against the little sympathetic eyes of his sister and brother-in-law.

In his sister's eyes, this time her eldest brother won the final victory. He exchanged 150 yuan for an iron rice bowl. His second brother was afraid to be badly hurt.

But in Gu Zheng's opinion, this work is really insignificant.

Compared with being a soldier, nothing is important.

Therefore, on this sunny morning, Gu Yongjun went straight to the volunteer recruitment point in Pingcheng with Gu Zheng who was eager to sign up and Gu Ning who came to watch the excitement.

The conscription office of the conscripts... Its location is really a little biased. For this small city that can turn around in half an hour by bike, the conscription office is actually in the suburbs where it takes half an hour by long-distance bus.

It used to be the location of a Pingcheng militia brigade. When the militia was not dissolved, it was also a noisy stronghold.

Unfortunately, the country was stable and the people's lives were secure. These non established armed forces of folk nature were dissolved one after another, leaving only a slightly desolate shell, which showed the excitement here.

When Gu Yongjun saw the scene here on the long-distance bus just got off, Gu Yongjun subconsciously wanted to drag his two sons and turn around to return to the small car station.

Gu Zheng is too stubborn if he doesn't stand where he is. It's estimated that he won't want to report his name today.

Reluctantly, Gu Yongjun was pushed back by Gu Ning, who coaxed him to set up seedlings. Gu Zheng, who was duty bound, grabbed his front vest and dragged him to the militia camp... At a glance, he could see the two desks on the playground. He picked up a pen and an application form and began to fill out the application form in front of the table.

Let the officers of the registration office who have yawned all morning cheer up at once.

When they saw Gu Ning, who stood behind Gu Yongjun and looked at them, their eyes suddenly lit up.

What a young boy. He looks like a soldier.

Look, look, you're not old, with a tiger back and a bear waist, and you're tall. How can you be more than one meter 75? It's really the kind of soldier that companies like best... It's easy to use and can make achievements.

I thought that conscription in the city was just a formality. They just came here with the rural conscription point.

Who would have thought that there was an unexpected joy.

It's really a good omen to encounter such a good thing on the first day of formal recruitment.

Thinking of Zhu's work here, he looked happy and very enthusiastic. He chatted with Gu Yongjun, who looked like the head of a family.

"His uncle, he brought his children to apply for the job? Thank you very much."

"Nowadays, there are not many people like Uncle's family who let their children take the initiative to apply for the job."

"On behalf of the army, I thank you for your support to our army."

Gu Yongjun, who was thanked by the leader of this one, was embarrassed in an instant. He quickly waved his hand and said, "no, no, no, this is not my credit, mainly because my son especially worships soldiers and loves his motherland."

"He persuaded me to bring him to sign up."

Hearing this, the officers and soldiers of the whole recruitment point were moved. The officer Zhu stood up from behind the table, walked to Gu Ning, patted each other's tall and strong shoulders with encouragement, and praised them again and again: "well, good children of the country and good patriotic comrades."

"If our country is a young man like you, why worry about the restlessness of our family and country and the weakness of our motherland?"

Speaking of this, director Zhu once again looked at Gu Ning nearby. He only felt that the child was square headed and big ears. He looked like a simple and honest man and was his favorite soldier!

However, life is like this, full of surprises and surprises everywhere.

Gu Ning, who was directly blinded by director Zhu's praise, trembled and raised his finger to point to the tip of his nose: "me?"

"No, no, no, no..." Gu Ning shook his head like a rattle drum and pointed his finger to his brother Gu Zheng: "no, the person with such consciousness is my eldest brother. Where did I think so much?"

"I just want to eat and play foolishly, and then play basketball."

Then the officer Zhu, who was pouted, glanced at Gu Yongjun's face in the wind. Finally, he turned his attention to Gu Zheng, who lowered his head and carefully filled in the form.

Is this child going to join the army?

This small physique is thin enough.

Compared with Gu Ning, Gu Zheng's short height of a head and his small waist less than a grip have become the shortcomings of director Zhu.