Chapter 487 Two Thoughts
The meal was lively. Mother Lin put a chicken drumstick into Lin Anan's bowl and added a spoonful of chicken soup to Chu Minglan: "Eat more, everyone."
Everyone was talking at once, and the topic ranged from the disaster in Tang City to the recent situation at home. From time to time, sighs and laughter could be heard from the yard.
After dinner, Dujuan got up to clean up the dishes.
Mother Lin rolled up her sleeves and said, "An An, let me help you pack your luggage. You must be exhausted these past few days, go and rest."
Lin Anan hurriedly stopped her, "Mom, I can do it myself. There's something I want to discuss with you about hanging."
As she spoke, she pulled out an object carefully wrapped in oilcloth from the innermost layer of the canvas bag, her movements as gentle as if she was holding a fragile treasure.
Mother Lin came over and watched her carefully untie the oilcloth to reveal the scroll inside.
The moment the scroll was spread out, everyone's eyes froze instantly - the powerful brush calligraphy "力救危机" on the scroll sparkled under the light, and the seal at the signature was as red as blood.
"This... this is..." Lin's mother's voice trembled, her calloused hands suspended in the air, she dared not touch it.
"It's the Chairman's inscription." Lin Anan's voice was filled with pride, but her eyes were a little hot. "Mingzhou has made great contributions to the rescue work in Tang City. This is a reward."
She thought of Chu Mingzhou's efforts during this period, and how he had deployed in advance to save the people under pressure. Her throat tightened, "Mom, where do you think it should be hung?"
Chu Mingyu's eyes widened, his voice full of amazement: "Oh my God! Is this really the Chairman's handwriting? Big brother is so amazing!"
Chu Minglan also hurried over and reached out to touch the edge of the scroll. "It's really amazing!"
Mother Lin thought about it for a moment and looked at the location where the silk banner was hung. "How about hanging it in the middle of the main hall? You can see it as soon as you enter the door."
Lin Zihuai felt that it was inappropriate, "How about hanging it in my sister and brother-in-law's room? This is a treasure, it must be hidden well."
Lin's mother shook her head, her eyes firm: "Hang it in the main hall. This is a commendation from the Chairman himself. No one dares to steal it. That's a serious crime punishable by a bullet."
"Too."
After making the decision, Lin's mother immediately began to arrange the positions, turned around, took out a piece of red silk cloth from the cabinet, and began to carefully wipe the wall in the middle, "Let the neighbors see that our Mingzhou is a real hero."
Her movements were slow, and each one was solemn.
Lin Anan’s banner was moved not far to the left.
Lin Zihuai brought a ladder and carefully hung the scroll on the wall.
The warm light casts a golden edge on the four words "save the situation".
Mother Lin stood under the scroll, looking up at it, tears welling up in her eyes. “When Zhuangzhuang grows up, I will point to these four words and tell him the story of his father.”
She turned around and took Lin An'an's hand, holding it tightly, "An'an, you and Mingzhou are both great. Mom is proud of you."
As the night deepened, Lin Anan stood in the yard and looked towards the main hall, watching the words on the scroll appear and disappear in the light and shadow, as if telling the story of those thrilling days and nights.
Tuanzi lay at her feet, wagging his tail from time to time.
The lights-out signal from the military camp was heard in the distance, long and quiet.
The next morning.
Lin Anan took the documents and reported back to the Intelligence Analysis Department.
Pushing open the wooden door of the Intelligence Analysis Department, the mixed smell of ink and paper hits you in the face.
As soon as Lin Anan stepped into the door, she heard cheers one after another: "Translator Lin is back!"
Li Ran rushed out of the office holding a red ribbon and tied it around Lin Anan's shoulders. "Welcome back our hero."
“Again!”
Several young staff members, holding a pile of documents, managed to free up one hand to applaud. Even Fang Zheng, who was usually serious, smiled and joined in the applause.
Li Ran smiled and pushed Lin An'an towards the office. "Mr. Tan said that when you come back, you don't have to go over there. He will come over to hand over to you."
"That won't work."
"What's wrong with that?"
As soon as he turned around, Li Ran stuffed another cup of steaming malted milk into her hand, "An An, you are different now. Not only do Mr. Tan and his men treat you like a treasure, but even the Propaganda Department rushed to make a special earthquake-resistant poster for you overnight!"
She pulled a stool over and sat down, moving closer to Lin Anan. She opened her notebook, which was filled with densely packed to-do items, "There is also an interview invitation from the newspaper, a lecture in the military district auditorium..."
Lin Anan was so amused by her that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even Bai Xiufang joined in the fun. Looking at the new slogan "Learn from the earthquake heroes" posted on the wall, she didn't know what to say.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw that Mr. Tan had arrived, followed by Fang Zheng, Zhang Yuchai and others.
"Mr. Tan, Chief of Staff Fang, Team Leader Zhang." Lin Anan stood up respectfully.
Mr. Tan glanced at her face, and his cloudy eyes brightened up. "Sit down and talk."
The few of them didn't care to be polite and just sat down at the long table, pushing the pile of documents on the table to the side.
"I heard that you donated another 10,000 yuan to the disaster area personally?"
Lin Anan blinked her eyes. It was obvious that Chu Mingzhou had already donated the money. It seemed that there was quite a stir, and even the Northwest Military Region had received the news.
"Yes, just a little token of my appreciation."
Mr. Tan smiled and shook his head, then fished out a wad of money from his pocket. “This is the donation raised by our Intelligence Analysis Department, a total of 1,230 yuan. We are all here to learn from you and show our appreciation.”
"this……"
Mr. Tan waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to dwell on this issue, "Let's talk about the situation in Tang City first."
Lin Anan nodded and told the details of Chu Mingzhou's decision-making under pressure and the soldiers evacuating the people overnight.
When talking about the soldiers using their bodies to block sandbags at the pipe burst in the reservoir, the whole office was silent, and only the sound of Li Ran's sniffling was particularly clear.
"I really didn't do anything. It was the chief and Ming Zhou who took action, so... I'm really not a disaster relief hero.
If it's because of the ten thousand dollars, as you said, this is what we should do, just as a token of our appreciation."
Mr. Tan nodded with satisfaction. "Don't say that. On the day of the incident, you participated in the entire process on behalf of our Northwest Military Region and worked diligently. That's already very remarkable."
"That's right, Interpreter Lin, don't be so modest."
"You've done a great job. This is not within your job scope."
"And you also went to Tang City to express your condolences and donated so much money silently."
"Also, your outstanding performance at the International Economic and Trade Exchange Conference has spread, and you will be commended..."
Everyone kept praising Lin Anan, and her little face turned red.
When handing over the work, Lin Anan explained all the records made very clearly, and marked the key points clearly.
"Okay! Put your work aside for now." The old man took off his glasses and wiped the lenses, but his tone was unusually gentle. "I'll grant you a week's leave. Take a good rest at home."
"But these documents..." Before Lin Anan could finish her words, Li Ran grabbed her shoulder and said, "Translator Lin, leave these to me! You are now the 'living signboard' of our military region. Get some rest quickly. You still have to tell the stories of Tang City to the new recruits in a few days!"
“Hahahaha…Okay!”
The sun was shining brightly when I walked out of the office building.
Lin Anan looked at the soldiers training in formation on the playground in the distance. The shadow of the poplar tree was swaying not far from them.
She touched the candy in her pocket, which was the one given to her by the kid from Tang City.
Suddenly I felt that all the thrilling experiences I had recently had turned into a heavy responsibility on my shoulders.
She not only wants to write the story into the book, but also wants everyone to remember the passion and perseverance that once existed on this land.
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