Chapter 958 I'm Going to Beijing

Nanhu City Cadre Rest Center.

Comrade Yang Shan turned around under the big locust tree with his hands behind his back. After turning twice, he bumped his back against the tree. There were two other people who did it with him, all talking and laughing proudly.

In this yard, the old man who can walk around the big locust tree twice without getting dizzy, and hit the tree without falling down is something to be proud of.

At 9 o'clock, Yang Shan felt that he could do enough physical exercise, so he went to the cafeteria with the other two old men to have dinner, chatting without saying a word on the way.

The content of the chat is Paul Vientiane, about children and grandchildren, about national policies, and about memories of past events.

However, they seldom talk about their children and grandchildren now. Yang Shan has an eldest grandson who studied at Peking University, and that alone makes other people lazy to talk about this topic.

The meals provided by the cafeteria of the rest camp are more like athletes' meals than those of the sports school cafeteria. In terms of protein supply, there may be a lot of them. There are fish, meat, eggs and milk in the morning.

Comrade Yang Shan had a big appetite. After eating a bowl of porridge, a bowl of milk, and some side dishes, he patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Who would have thought that New China has been established for more than 30 years. The few of us can still eat and sleep."

"It's you, an old boy who can eat and sleep. I got up at 5 o'clock this morning and couldn't fall asleep." The old man Cui who sat opposite him ate two pancakes in one go, wiped his mouth, and said, "Besides, I like to drink millet porridge, but they don't give it."

"That's because I'm afraid you'll hurt your stomach." Yang Shan said angrily, "Where does anyone drink millet porridge four times a day?"

"What's the matter? I think they are afraid that I will make them poor." Cui old man pushed the bowl in front of him and said, "I eat these every day, and I don't let people order. Before liberation, you opened a shop like this. You have to starve yourself to death."

In the last sentence, he yelled towards the window.

The waiters and cooks behind the window pretended not to hear, with silly smiles on their faces.

Put it outside the state-run restaurant, just say this, the clerk can argue with you all day long, but in the cadre rest center, it is the most uneconomical to quarrel with the veteran cadres, don’t care if you win the quarrel or not, the old cadres will be angry If you hurt your body, the director will punish you. If the old cadre is not angry, he will probably beat you up.

Good-natured old men are common outside, but not necessarily in the dry rest center.

Yang Shan was cheerful, and also shouted: "I think someone must be corrupt."

"that's right,

Should be thoroughly investigated. "

"A thorough investigation!"

"Look carefully."

A group of people shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

The cadres in the cafeteria rushed in and after a while of persuasion, they calmed down everyone.

After a while, the director also came over, still holding a bag in his hand, and shouted with a smile: "I have received the letter, come to pick up the letter after eating."

As soon as he yelled, the veteran cadres who had nothing to do immediately surrounded him.

Yang Shan also walked over slowly, put on his reading glasses, and rummaged through a pile of letters to find his own.

They are a generation accustomed to letters. They rarely even use landlines, and they prefer the handwriting on letters.

Yang Shan has been in the army for many years, and has served as secretary of the township party committee for several terms. His disciples are familiar with each other, and new letters come almost every week, allowing him to learn about the wider world.

"Old Yang, yours." The old man Cui next to him didn't flip through his own, but found Yang Shan's and handed it to him immediately, then stood behind Yang Shan curiously, and said, "Hey, it's a letter from the military region .”

Yang Shan nodded proudly and said, "Probably some old comrade-in-arms misses me."

As Yang Shan spoke, he turned around and sat on the side to read the letter by himself.

Old man Cui sat across from him, staring curiously at the back of the paper.

Yang Shan suddenly let out a "Yo".

"What's the matter?" Old man Cui was more anxious than Yang Shan.

"Letter from the old battalion commander." Yang Shan raised his hand, laughed loudly, and said, "The old battalion commander still remembers me. Haha, a letter from the old battalion commander!"

"impossible!"

"real or fake?"

"Old Yang, you are out of level with your nonsense."

"Let me see, let me see."

There was a mess in the cafeteria.

Old man Cui also said in disbelief: "Our boss retired after he became a general, right? He is still busy in the second line. How can he have time to write a letter to you, an idler?"

Yang Shan also had some self-doubt at this time, he looked down a little while wearing reading glasses, and said firmly: "It can't be wrong, only the old battalion commander called me Shashan, and I can recognize his characters. He saw his signature when he was a correspondent."

"With your eyes, you can still read the signature. Can you tell the difference between braised pork and braised chicken?"

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, I'll read it and I'll read it." Comrade Yang Shan resolved all the attacks into being jealous, and the pride was no longer on the face, but drifted out, overflowing the whole city.

The veteran cadres in the cadre rest center where he works, even if they are not from the same unit, are almost all adjacent units. The "old battalion commander" is also a number of generals who have gone out in the Nanhu area. After that, I have been Amway countless times.

"You read, you read." Old man Cui stood behind Yang Shan, and also put on reading glasses to help.

Yang Shan cleared his throat and said, "Listen to it. It starts with: Comrade Yang Shan, hello."

"That's right." Old man Cui raised his glasses frame to prove that his eyes are still good.

Yang Shan also raised the frame of his glasses, but with a smile on his face, he read in Putonghua with some local accent: "It seems inappropriate to call you Silly Shan now, after all, we are all old. The secretary has done a good job, just like the soldiers of our Great Lakes Battalion.”

After Yang Shan read this, he simply stood up, looked around, and laughed.

A few people who usually don't like to talk to him have turned their eyes away now.

Yang Shan was even more excited, coughed heavily, and said, "I'll continue reading."

"read!"

The old men were more dissatisfied, but they still wanted to hear it.

Yang Shan laughed again, lowered his head and continued to read slowly: "I have been paying attention to your work and growth, and I hope you can continue to work and grow in the next life."

After reading this, the gray-haired Yang Shan nodded to himself and said, "I will definitely continue to work and continue to grow."

"If you grow old, you'll be old and scum." Cui old man said something in a low voice, causing a burst of laughter.

Yang Shan ignored him, and instead raised his voice, saying: "I am very envious of your education for your children... Do you hear me, the old battalion commander is very envious of my education for my children!"

Yang Shan wished he could raise his head to the sky and howl three times.

He was old and lacked energy, so he laughed three times, and then said: "The old battalion commander said that the focus of life in our generation is work, and the discipline of children is less. My son is not good. After high school, he joined the army, and has never been on the battlefield. My daughter and son-in-law work in the South, and they have not made much contribution to the country and the people. The grandchildren also have jobs, but they still need a long time Accumulation... I envy you..."

Yang Shan paused and said emphatically, "I'm envious for the second time."

"Yes, we envy you too." An old man couldn't help it, showing some signs of anger.

Yang Shan didn't care, he enjoyed the surrounding atmosphere contentedly, and said again: "I envy you... or the second envy just now, the old battalion commander said, you have taught a good grandson, Comrade Yang Rui adheres to principles and endures pressure , The attitude of working for the health of the people is worth learning, and it is also the pride of our Great Lakes Camp."

The more Yang Shan read, the louder his voice became. In the closed environment of the cafeteria, it was almost deafening.

An old man couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't want to listen to him anymore, so he turned around and wanted to go out.

Yang Shan couldn't let him run away, he stood up on the stool all of a sudden, and the director of the rest center was so shocked that he rushed to help him.

Yang Shan pushed the director's hand, didn't push it away, and didn't care, just read aloud: "Finally, I sincerely invite you, if your body allows, to come to Beijing to attend the National Day on October 1 For the celebration, there will be some old chiefs and old comrades in arms at that time, we will have a good drink together, reminisce about the past, and look forward to the future..."

The old man who was about to go out covered his ears and wanted to leave.

With lightning speed, Yang Shan shouted again: "I'm going to Beijing!"

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