Chapter 279 Going to the Countryside
The four of them hurried over and saw Fubao rolling on the kang in anger with a piece of paper in her hand. Her guard Gu Meng was standing beside her, at a loss as to what to do.
Gu Meng was a guard carefully selected from thousands by the organization and specially assigned to Fubao.
She was a top student at Southwest Associated University, born into a military family with a clean family background and good knowledge. Although she was only twenty years old, she had participated in the revolution for three years and was steady in her actions, so it was most appropriate for her to stay with Fubao.
Fubao looks majestic and has made countless military achievements, but he is actually less than twelve years old and will still act like a child when he gets angry.
Gu Meng patiently advised, "Commander, calm down and don't worry. How about I get you something to eat first?"
Luo Jiu asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"
Gu Meng glanced at the four people anxiously, "Four leaders, please persuade the commander. The organization has arranged a senior general training class at the Army Academy. Comrade Quan Sheng specifically asked the commander to enroll. I came to deliver the admission notice, but the commander is yelling and refusing to go."
Luo Jiu took the paper from Fu Bao's hand and took a look. "A semester is only three months, and the curriculum is very rich. Look, there are tactical simulations, physical training, simulated confrontations, world war history, battle map drawing, calligraphy, mathematics, and ideological and political courses. Isn't this very interesting?"
Fu Bao pounded the wall and said, "Look at the list of teachers. There's actually Liu Zi? Can he be my teacher?
During the war, he hid behind me to avoid bullets. Why should he be the teacher and I be the student? "
The four of them smiled at each other, and Cheng Yaoyao said, "Sixth Son graduated from the Military Academy and was an excellent student. He also has experience in commanding hundreds of thousands of people in battle, so he is suitable to be a teacher.
But you are different. Although you have won every battle, think about it, what can you teach others in class? You teach them to catch a bullet with their bare hands, but they can't do it!"
Feng Qi advised, "Shouldn't you be happy that Liuzi is your teacher? After all, among these courses, there is finally a teacher you don't dislike. You can go to class together in the future, and come here to eat together after school, so we don't have to send a driver to pick you up."
Zhong Jialing also advised: "Besides, I heard that the students in your class are all senior generals with poor cultural foundation, and they may not be as good as you.
You usually feel tired of studying because your stepmother is very strict with you. When you get to class, you might be the top student. Don’t you want to experience the feeling of being a top student?"
Fubao listened to the whole thing, tilted his head and thought about it, and it seemed to make some sense.
She asked Gu Meng, "Who are my classmates?"
Gu Meng said: "There are a few you know, Commander Qu of the Third Army, Commander Huang of the Seventh Army, and Commander Zhu of the Air Force."
Fu Bao said, "Qu Dasha is going too? He can barely read. With him around, I definitely won't be the last in the class. And my ninth sister is going too. She can only be ranked at the front in the literacy class. We are in the same class, so she will definitely be ranked behind me."
Luo Jiu smiled helplessly, "Okay, your grades are ranked third from the bottom, which is not bad. Pack up your things and go to school on time."
Thinking of the word "school", Fubao's face fell, "But I still have to prepare for the Olympics, Second Mom, can you talk to Comrade Quansheng and I won't go?"
Luo Jiu's face sank, "No, a semester is only three months, even if you cry every day, you have to cry in school.
For others, preparing for the Olympics means training every day, but for you, it makes no difference whether you train or not, as long as you are well fed.
Besides, the training grounds haven't been built yet, where are you going to practice? Go to class first."
Fubao pouted and said, "I can go to class, but you can't ask me to do homework every day, right?"
"Don't talk about conditions. If everyone else writes but you don't, won't people laugh at you for being lazy? Go there and perform well, act like a leader, and set an example for everyone."
"Okay." Fubao agreed reluctantly.
After a few days, Fubao went to class reluctantly.
Luo Jiu completed the registration for the Olympics and began to survey the venues. She also wanted to go to the south to find some children who were good at water sports and bring them to Beijing for training to prepare talent pool.
Cheng Yaoyao said, "I've finished all the work I need to do recently. I'll go with you so that I can take care of you along the way."
Feng Qi has not had anything to do recently, not to mention Zhong Jialing. Our country's diplomacy is now blank, and her Ministry of Foreign Affairs is still in the research stage.
So the four of them hit it off and decided to go to the countryside together to investigate and travel, to see the towns and villages that were undergoing changes, and to take in the local customs and practices.
When Fubao heard that they were going out, she became excited again and wanted to take a leave from school. Fortunately, her grandmother persuaded her, "You will have to endure hardships in the countryside. What's the fun in that? Just study hard. Grandma will make delicious food for you every day at home."
Fu Bao gave up. Comrade Quan Sheng heard about it and called to send someone to protect them. Luo Jiu said, "We are all liberated. I don't believe anyone can harm us. Besides, Marshal Feng is here. We can just take two southerners who can understand the dialect."
Comrade Quan Sheng said, "Then take Gu Meng with you, and bring Lu Qingyun with you. Most of the south used to be Lao Jiang's territory, and she is more familiar with the situation."
Just like that, the four of them took Gu Meng and Lu Qingyun, drove two cars, and set off together.
In early spring in February, the further south you go, the greener the trees are. The modernization process has not yet begun, and natural scenery is everywhere.
When we were traveling to the south of the Yangtze River that day, it rained continuously and the unpaved roads were all covered with mud. It was very difficult to drive the car and it wasn't long before we were completely stuck in the mud.
Luo Jiu looked at the weather and said, "It's raining heavily. Let's not go down to do it yet. Let's stay in the car for a while until the rain stops."
The six people were sitting in the car when they suddenly saw a group of children coming up in the rain. The oldest was eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was five or six years old. They surrounded their car and looked at it from head to toe.
Luo Jiu opened the car window and asked with a smile: "It's raining so hard, why don't you go home?"
A little girl about ten years old asked back: "Our home is in the village next door, why don't you go home? Is your car broken down?"
Zhong Jialing smiled and said, "Yes, the car is broken, can you fix it?"
The girl turned and ran, and the other children followed her.
The four of them looked at each other. Lu Qingyun got out of the car behind them holding an umbrella and said, "Leaders, the rain is getting heavier. Why don't you drive our car to the town to rest first, and we'll stay here."
Feng Qi said quickly, "No need. When the rain stops, we can just push the car out. I don't think it's too deep."
As they were talking, the children pulled over an old man wearing a bamboo hat. The little girl who had just spoken introduced him enthusiastically, "This is our village chief, the most powerful man in our village. He can read newspapers and do accounts. He is very powerful. He is here to repair your car."
The village chief smiled and looked into the car. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze, "Are you...are you President Luo?"
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