Chapter 51 We Don't Hire People Like You

Lin Qingqing: ...I'm not the original owner, it's useless to seduce me with your sex appeal.

Lin Qingqing smiled awkwardly, picked up the tea and took a sip to ease the embarrassment.

I suddenly feel a little greasy. What's going on?

The two of them remained silent until Lin Baojun came and called them out to toast.

The banquet was set up in the yard. Seven tables filled the yard. At a glance, it was full of people and noisy. A few people would come to the table of Political Commissar Jiao from time to time to toast and stand aside to protect them.

Lin Baojun was waiting for Lin Qingqing and the others to come out, holding a tray with a bottle of wine and two small wine glasses on it.

"Yiyuan, Qingqing, let's start from Political Commissar Jiao's table. After we go around once, we can go back to the room and rest."

Brother Lin looked at his sister who was as beautiful as a flower today, his eyes full of doting. He felt that the flower he raised was picked by others, and he didn't know when it would come back tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Brother Lin's eyes became red. He held the tray in one hand and put his arm around Lin Qingqing's shoulder with the other, and took Lin Qingqing to the first table to toast.

Liu Kening smiled secretly as he watched the three people coming over. His brother-in-law acted as if he was the husband, while Old Song looked like an outsider standing behind them. He never thought that such an outstanding person as Song Yiyuan would be despised one day.

Lin Baojun first asked his friends Song Yiyuan and Lin Qingqing to take their wine glasses, then he opened his voice and spoke auspiciously to the people at the table: "A perfect couple is made in heaven, a golden marriage is happily formed. The couple bows to each other with deep affection, and their loyalty is even more sincere. Let's toast to the prosperity of our motherland~"

Song Yiyuan and Lin Qingqing both raised their glasses and toasted the guests.

"Everyone, enjoy your meal. Political Commissar Jiao, you must have a few more drinks today." Lin Baojun greeted them warmly and then led everyone to the next table.

Behind them were relatives and villagers. After this round of toasts, Lin Qingqing clearly felt that the villagers' attitude had changed. Some were obviously trying to build relationships, while others were trying to please. Everyone was trying to get close to her enthusiastically, which made the decibel level of the noise in the yard noticeably higher by two degrees.

Only the table of Aunt Lin and Aunt Lin seemed much quieter. The uncles all had smiles on their faces and kept holding Lin Qingqing's hand and talking.

After the toast, Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan sat directly at Political Commissar Jiao's table.

Lin Li quickly placed a bowl of food he had prepared in advance in front of Lin Qingqing and brought two steamed buns: "Ni'er, you must be tired. Eat quickly while it's still hot."

Lin Qingqing smiled. There were so many people at the table. How could she just focus on eating without entertaining the guests?

She picked up the glass again and wanted to toast Political Commissar Jiao and the team leader separately.

He nudged Song Yiyuan next to him with his arm, raised his glass to Political Commissar Jiao and said, "Political Commissar Jiao, Brother Liu, Captain Tian, Xiao Zhou, thank you for coming all the way here today. We'd like to toast you again."

They both raised their glasses and drank.

Liu Kening smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you're too polite. Old Song and I grew up together. Just treat me as your big brother."

Lin Qingqing smiled brightly: "Okay."

He picked up the wine and poured another glass for himself and Song Yiyuan, then raised his glass again, this time facing the team leader.

"Captain, thank you for hosting our family's banquet today. I will be joining the army tomorrow. I hope you can help my family make progress and contribute to our country."

Lin Qingqing looked so good today. Her words and actions were impeccable. Even the captain was impressed. With the local leaders coming over, the Lin family was sure to be very successful in the future. After hearing Lin Qingqing's words, he straightened his back and replied, "It's our duty to contribute to our country. Your joining the army is another kind of contribution."

Lin Qingqing smiled, and she and Song Yiyuan both raised their glasses and drank them all.

The captain wanted to say a few more words to Lin Qingqing when a sharp voice suddenly interrupted: "Leader, we also want to contribute to the country. What do you think of this kid of mine? He has wanted to be a soldier since he was a kid. Will you accept him?"

Aunt Lin pulled Wang Gang, whose face was flushed, to the table and looked at Political Commissar Jiao and others with a flattering smile on her face.

Lin Qi frowned. His sister was doing this on his daughter's wedding day. Wasn't she just stepping on his daughter to get ahead of his nephew? This sister was really troublesome. She just came to him and wanted to ask her son-in-law to arrange for Wang Gang to join the army. I said that this thing couldn't be done. Wang Gang was so short that the army wouldn't accept him.

Lin Yu wanted to pull Aunt Lin, but just as he stood up, he heard the explanation from the regiment commander Liu Kening: "My fellow villager, the town has a recruitment quota every year. You can ask the town in advance about the recruitment time and conditions. If you meet the requirements, you can become a soldier."

Aunt Lin pushed Wang Gang forward again, squeezing Zhou Ming, who was sitting at the very edge, so hard that he almost fell off his seat.

Wang Gang leaned forward again, half-raising his head and saying, "Leader, I...I've been ready for two years, but I just missed the recruitment period. The unit here is close to home, and I heard that soldiers have death sentences during missions, so I could fill in the gap."

As soon as these words were spoken, the table fell silent.

Political Commissar Jiao and his men had extremely dark expressions on their faces. As soldiers, they all had comrades who died in the line of duty. In their hearts, martyrs were the most respectable people. This young man who said he really wanted to be a soldier, but said that the sacrifices of soldiers were not worth a bit, completely touched their sore spot.

Tian Wei stood up and waved his hand: "We don't accept people like you. You are not qualified to be a soldier."