They are all in the army, who is in love?

Chapter 208: Shining on the lintel, good news arrives at home

"coming!!"

The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village heard the gong and saw the car appearing, with excited expressions on their faces.

Today is the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. The whole village, old and young, put aside their preparations for the New Year and came over to watch the fun and help welcome it.

The convoy turned a corner and had a wide view. Dong Guofeng, who was sitting in the lead car, naturally saw a group of people greeting him at the entrance of the village. He said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Chen's family is well prepared today."

On the way here, they also discussed Chen Ming with each other. There is no doubt that the final unanimous conclusion was high praise.

Although Chen Ming is not a particularly dazzling scientific research elite, he can at least be called an outstanding hero from an ordinary family.

For more than two years.

Third-class merit, second-class merit, and first-class merit were sent home in turn. No one in the history of Wei County has ever received such an honor.

The reason why the country and the army arrange the work of sending good news actually comes from the war years.

Sending good news home can boost the morale of soldiers who fight bravely against the enemy, and has a great inspiring effect. Good news is delivered, and it is also what soldiers fighting on the front line want to prove to their families that they are in the army to protect their families and the country.

And the country will not treat every soldier badly, and will never let heroes shed blood and tears.

In modern times, this job has become more standardized. Everything from sending honors, to condolences ceremonies, to the implementation of benefits must be done well.

The motorcade moved forward slowly, and the sound of gongs and drums got closer and closer. Due to the frequent delivery of good news, the villagers in Luoziying Village have become more discerning.

A middle-aged woman standing at the back looked at the motorcade getting closer and asked doubtfully: "Huh? Didn't it mean that the Chen family's son won first-class merit this time?"

"Last time, more than 20 cars came for the second-class meritorious service. This time, only a dozen cars came for the first-class meritorious service? Isn't it too shabby?"

A young man next to him heard the middle-aged woman's whisper and retorted speechlessly: "Aunt, you can't count it like that. There were so many cars last time, including motorcycles from the law enforcement team and a dozen military jeeps. Watching It’s luxurious, but it’s just lively, not very influential.”

"Look at this time, the two vehicles at the front of the convoy, the county management department, and the city management department are all here, as well as the road administration, civil affairs, law enforcement, and land affairs at the back. These are all units of the management department."

"That's all we can see. People from the city management department, maybe people from the judicial, personnel, agricultural, water conservancy, and electric power units in those minibuses will come."

"After all, the leaders have moved. How can the people below not follow? In terms of luxury, this fleet is far better than the last one."

"Tsk tsk tsk!! The Chen family has really raised two good children. One is working in the county, and the other is getting ahead in the army. They are really awesome."

"Who says it's not? Look at the one in my house. He doesn't read or do housework all day long. He's almost [-] and only knows how to play games. Huh? I don't know where to hide now."

"Hey, this person's fate has been determined a long time ago. We don't have the blessings of the old Chen family, so there is nothing we can do about it."

Chen Ying heard the whispers in the crowd, curled her lips in extreme displeasure, looked at her cousin in military uniform at the front, and became even more angry.

The brother she admired most since childhood was completely suppressed by this cousin today.

In the welcoming team, Chen Ming stood at the front, while Chen Kaifei was placed at the back by his elders.

The convoy drove to an open space not far from the village entrance and stopped.

Dong Guofeng, who was also wearing a military uniform, got off the bus first, followed closely by Song Yongxing, president of the Victoria County Management Department, who was wearing a gray jacket.

Zhao Jiye, vice president of Pengcheng Management Department, and Cui Peiyang, both wearing black cotton-padded clothes, got out of the car.

In order to welcome this merit-delivery procession, the people of Kuiziying Village paid great attention to it. The entrance to the village was kept very clean, even dry firewood, stones and other garbage beside the rice fields were cleared away.

Several leaders got out of the car and looked at the new look of the village with admiration on their faces.

Behind, in the minibus, people from various units of the management department got off one after another. There were a total of 50 people. In addition, the staff of Wei County TV, Pengcheng TV, and Ludao TV got off respectively. The dark crowd made it to the entrance of the village. It seems more lively.

Later, Chai Shuyao from the War Zone Propaganda Department, Xu Wenqian, Chief of Staff of the 169th Hessian Brigade, Du Longfei, Commander of the [-]th Hessian Battalion, Zhang Jintao, instructor, and six staff from the County Armed Forces Department removed the yellow gongs from the car and stacked them up. Ready-made banners and plaques.

Even if Chen Ming and the others were greeting him dozens of meters away, they still had to do something. People from the TV station were carrying cameras to record.

Dong Guofeng waved to the back, signaling them to start.

The staff of the Ministry of Armed Forces received the order, nodded, and began to perform their duties. Two of them unfurled a bright red banner and held it high in their hands.

The brand new banner is printed with: Warm congratulations to Comrade Chen Ming for winning the first-class personal merit. The red background and gold letters are particularly eye-catching.

Two more people picked up the gongs and started beating them, and the festive and loud sound of the gongs resounded in all directions.

Behind them, the staff of the Ministry of Armed Forces carried the plaque of "Home of First Class Heroes", adjusted their position, and walked past the front where the major TV stations were filming.

If the convoy had not yet entered the village, Chen Ming could have regarded himself as an outsider watching the excitement while standing there, but when the plaques and banners came out, he saw his name printed on them.

Even with his determination, Rao was slightly moved. A banner and a pair of plaques carried the hard work and selfless dedication of the soldiers, as well as the strong support and silent dedication of the military families.These are not pointless.

He earned it with his sweat and courage.

When he saw everyone getting out of the car, the plaques were raised, the banners were raised above their heads, and the team was about to take action, Chen Ming walked a few steps quickly and came to Dong Guofeng and Song Yongxing to stand in front of them and salute.

"Good chief, good leader."

Since Dong Guofeng had already met him yesterday, he was not surprised. He just returned the greeting with a slight smile and introduced: "He is Chen Ming. He just returned from disaster relief in Wugai Mountain."

"Oh?!!"

The president of the management department and the two vice presidents of the city met Chen Ming for the first time. They stared at him for a long time. The impression Chen Ming gave them was that he was young and resolute. He stood in front of him, and his figure was like a javelin. Generally on the ground.

At first glance, he looks like a good boy in the army.

Song Yongxing looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young man. He shines on the lintel, not bad, not bad."

Zhao Jiye, the vice president of Pengcheng Management Department, smiled and squeezed Chen Ming's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, I didn't expect that our Pengcheng would also have a proud man in the military, Comrade Chen Ming, on behalf of the people of Pengcheng, congratulations on winning the personal award." Wait.”

"Thank you also for showing up at the Wugai Mountain rescue scene when it was most needed. To be honest, I am from Ludao. This disaster has always touched my heart. I thank you on behalf of the people in the disaster area. "

"The leader is very polite. This is what I should do." Chen Ming responded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

This welcoming scene was broadcast live on the Internet by major television stations.

Of course, this is also the requirement above.

Chen Ming received the reception, and other members of the Chen family also ran over, scattering smoke and helping. The scene was very lively.

After a brief greeting, Chen Ming ran back in advance to greet him. The leadership team walked at the front and began to enter the village. The villagers supported on both sides and ran with the crowd.

When we first entered the village, we couldn't see anything. When the meritorious procession entered the village, we found that there were long tables outside every house, with candies, melon seeds, fruits, dried fruits, thermos bottles, and clean water cups on them. , tea, etc., all were stunned.

It is not Chen Ming who sends good news to Wei County, but he does it more frequently.

But after so many times, he has never met such enthusiastic villagers. Song Yongxing walked on the road with emotion and joked: "When I come here, I really feel like I'm home."

"Well, it's no wonder that Kuoziying Village can survive. With an outstanding soldier like Chen Ming, this village is indeed unique. The villagers are very enthusiastic and united."

Perhaps because some of them were too senior, few of them dared to come over to entertain them. They all ran behind to entertain the crowd who followed to watch the fun or play gongs and drums.

Zhao Jiye stared at the handwritten Spring Festival couplets posted on every household, and his expression became more and more surprised, because he also likes calligraphy and has considerable knowledge of calligraphy.

As the saying goes, insiders watch the door and laymen watch the excitement. It is precisely because he likes calligraphy that he can better understand that the person who wrote these couplets has a lot of skills.

He pulled Song Yongxing next to him and asked: "Old Song, are all the couplets in this village handwritten?"

"This calligraphy skill is good. Ask who wrote it. This year, we will replace a batch in our unit. Traditional culture should be preserved. Ask who wrote it. Don't buy printed ones this year. Just buy this kind of calligraphy." Handwritten.”

Song Yongxing knew that the leader in the city liked calligraphy, but ordinary skills could not impress him. Seeing that he liked it, he quickly reached out and pulled Dong Guofeng.

"Old Dong, you've been running here all day. Do you know who wrote the couplets in Luozi Camp?"

"If you know, we will purchase a batch of handwritten Spring Festival couplets this year, which can also help the villagers."

"Spring couplets?" Dong Guofeng shook his head, "When I came here yesterday, they all gathered here to write. I really don't know who wrote it. I'll ask you later. I left in a hurry yesterday and didn't read it. It looks really good today.”

A few of them walked at the front, and no one paid attention to what they were whispering.

Zhao Jiye became more and more frightened as he walked, and the more he looked at them, the more delighted he became, because he found that the Spring Festival couplets in this village were really unique, completely different from the printed ones, and the written effect was also very different.

Just by looking at the couplets, you can tell whose child has been admitted to college this year, whose family has had a new baby, whose family has married a new wife, and whose family has renovated a new home. You can all know clearly through the couplets. This literary skill is not ordinary people.

Just when he was shocked, Dong Guofeng brought him even more shocking news.

That is, this year's Spring Festival couplets in Luozi Camp were all written by Chen Ming. This shocked Zhao Jiye. How can he say that he has been immersed in calligraphy for 30 to [-] years, but now he is not as good as a young man in his early twenties?

Fortunately, after Chen Ming said hello just now, he followed his father Chen Qianghe and ran back in advance to arrange the reception.

Otherwise, according to Zhao Jiye's temperament, it is very likely that Chen Ming would be asked to write one on the spot on a whim.

Since Chen Ming is not here, this is just a small episode.

The team delivering the merits continued to move forward and soon arrived at the door of Chen Ming's house.

(End of this chapter)