The seaweed hadn't even been harvested yet when a piece of news shattered the island's tranquility.
"Worker-Peasant-Soldier University quota? Dad, our team got a quota this year too, that's not easy!" Bonnie was filled with emotion after hearing the news from her father.
"Our team was previously recognized as an outstanding brigade, and we were also awarded the title of model unit for supporting the military. This year, our team has two slots available." Bonnie's dad was quite happy; it's an honor, after all.
"Dad, you're going to have a lot of trouble in the future. Two spots, who gets them and who doesn't, that's the question. When the time comes, all sorts of sweet talk and bribes will come your way for those spots. Dad, you have to hold on, don't ruin your reputation in your later years."
Bonnie had heard quite a few things about this, though mostly from novels or anecdotes. But isn't art supposed to imitate life? There must be some truth to it, so she needed to give her dad a heads-up.
“I know, other teams have had similar incidents before. Our island team follows the rules completely, and no one can get special treatment.” Bonnie’s father is straightforward and doesn’t show favoritism; otherwise, Lin Tao would have been a soldier long ago.
"It's good to stick to principles, but Dad, if any of your relatives' or friends' children get selected, you can't make them back down. What happened to my second brother can't happen again. They are not only your relatives, but also people on the island, and they have equal opportunities."
Only Lin Baoni would dare to say such things so bluntly to her father.
"I know, stop nagging." Bonnie's dad felt like he'd been hit where it hurt, but since it was his own little darling, he couldn't say anything.
Bonnie ignored her father's dark expression and went inside to eat.
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