Chapter 258: Ex-husband's humble request
Fu Xun felt that Zhai Ximo was Baoer's father after all, so he also revealed some information to him.
"The notice issued this time is nominally to send high-quality soldiers to the special forces, but in reality, these soldiers were selected to be sent to the special forces. After receiving training, they will become security personnel in various regions of Yun Province in the future."
"Security talents? In other words, they may be separated from the troop organization in the future?" Zhai Ximo was surprised.
"Yes! The armed police and special police will all be separated from the special forces, unless you want to join these units in the future..." Before Fu Xun finished speaking, he heard Zhai Ximo ask, "Won't the units have a lot fewer people?"
Fu Xun wiped his face and said, "According to the current situation, in peacetime, the army will gradually reduce its establishment, and those who should retire will be arranged to retire and return home."
As a core member of the regiment, Zhai Ximo quickly understood what Fu Xun meant.
For a country boy like him with no background, he had already used up all his strength to make it to the regiment headquarters. If he were unfortunately discharged and sent back home in the future, he would have to compete with other veterans for the few local positions.
Therefore, what he is facing now is definitely a great opportunity to change himself.
He must pass through the opening of the special forces this time, enter the special forces, join the security organization in the future, stay in Yun Province, and truly hold a job in the country.
"Go back and discuss with your sister-in-law before making a decision. However, the number of places this time is limited. I think your sister-in-law and Han Bingtuan are related, so why would Commander Han come all the way to Yun Province to visit them? Ask your sister-in-law to give Han Bingtuan a heads-up. If he recommends you, you will definitely get in."
"Which Commander Han?" Zhai Ximo was surprised. He had heard that an unknown senior cadre had joined the army, but he didn't know who he was.
Fu Xun looked at Zhai Ximo and said, "It was Han Tingzhang, the eldest brother of the Han Corps. He arrived at the Ninth Division late at night, and without even stopping, he took his sister-in-law and the children out to the town. Didn't you hear what your sister-in-law said?"
"...What did her relatives tell me?" Zhai Ximo looked a little embarrassed.
I was shocked, because it turned out that the person who suddenly came to the Ninth Division two days ago was the top leader from Beijing!
It seems that Baoer's future is bright. Compared with the country bumpkin family like the Zhai family, the Han family can give them and their son an absolute sense of security.
Since Han Tingzhang has come to Yun Province to visit in person, Han Suijing and Wang Ziru must be getting married soon...
Zhai Ximo was not happy at all. He felt very upset, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life. He was the one who created the current situation with his own hands.
In the future, after returning to the Han family, BoA will gradually forget about his "father" completely.
After thanking Fu Xun and leaving the regiment headquarters, Zhai Ximo wiped his nose and felt that this leader was just like Xu Changhe, a man who worked hard and served the common people.
Fortunately, he came to ask Fu Xun privately, otherwise he would have thought it was just an extremely ordinary selection.
After hearing about the many conditions such as the quota for joining the troop, Zhai Ximo thought about it carefully and it seemed that he would have to ask Han Suijing to recommend him in order to have a better chance of joining the special forces.
He went straight to the auditorium. As soon as he reached the door, he saw the warriors and children coming out laughing.
"Is rehearsal over tonight?"
A soldier nodded, "Yes, Captain Zhai, you are late. Your Baoer sang very well tonight. It's a pity that you didn't see it. But it's okay. The day after tomorrow is the military art performance. You can wait until the performance day to watch it."
When Baoer and Fu Jiqiu came out together, they were talking loudly in their little mouths.
But the boy immediately saw his father waiting outside the door, "Dad! Are you here to pick me and mom up?"
Zhai Ximo nodded and picked up the kid. "I heard that you sang very well tonight?"
"Yes, I have memorized the lyrics. If you don't believe me, ask Fu Jiqiu." The little guy pointed at Fu Jiqiu with his little hand. Being pointed at by the little guy, Fu Jiqiu looked at the father and son and pursed his lips, "I'll go to the regiment headquarters to find my dad."
"Bye, see you tomorrow morning."
The young man was very polite and had learned to say goodbye. He waved with a smile and watched Fu Jiqiu disappear into the crowd.
Turning around, a pair of little arms hugged his father's handsome face and kissed him, "Dad, did you miss me?"
"Of course Dad misses you," he said, and then he saw Wang Ziru and Zhao Qingrui coming out at the end. He raised his eyes and looked at the figures coming out, "I'll take you back to the family compound and tell you something by the way."
"Captain Zhai!" Zhao Qingrui saw Zhai Ximo holding Bao'er waiting outside the door, and waved to Wang Ziru with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I have time to go to the auditorium for rehearsal tomorrow at noon."
Wang Ziru nodded, and the family of three returned to their home.
Many military wives in the family compound saw Zhai Ximo carrying the child home at night, and they all thought that the couple had reconciled and the man had moved back to the family compound.
I didn't pay much attention to what the Zhai family was doing.
As soon as he got home, Baoer climbed onto the rattan chair and continued to flip through his picture book.
Zhai Ximo walked to the door. This time he understood what was going on and didn't take a step closer, especially at night. "I want to tell you something."
"What's the matter? Is there something wrong in your family again?"
Wang Ziru entered the room, sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched her body, and looked at the man outside the door who was afraid to come in.
After a pause, Zhai Ximo told her about the selection of high-quality soldiers for the special forces.
"I know that Han Suijing used to be from the special forces. The number of places this time is limited. I was thinking about asking him to help recommend..." Zhai Ximo lost his voice while speaking. He didn't have the confidence to ask others for help in recommendation.
What's more, this matter was passed on through Wang Ziru's mouth. She already hated him for the Wen Yiting incident, and later he brought up Baoer's identity.
He stood by the door, feeling humbled and helpless.
Wang Ziru held her head, slowly loosened her braid, and said with a pursed lip, "Do you want Han Suijing to help recommend someone?"
"Um."
"Fu Xun told you personally that the troops will be downsized soon? In other words, this is your only chance to change your fate and stay in Yun Province as a security guard?"
Being stared at by Wang Ziru, the man at the door trembled and had to nod in acknowledgement.
At some point, the young man heard that his mom and dad seemed to be at a stalemate in their conversation, so he quickly slid down from the rattan chair, ran to the door, hugged his dad's legs, and begged, "Mom, just agree to it. In the future, Dad will make a lot of money for us, and we don't have to go back home."
Wang Ziru raised her eyes and looked at the father and son standing at the door. She was not surprised at all. It seemed that the father-son relationship that Zhai Ximo had established with his child when he returned to his hometown to visit relatives was still quite deep.
The young boy has completely accepted his father and hopes that he will have a bright future.
"Okay! I'll give it a try. Han Suijing may not be able to help much in this matter, but you are right. After all, his military position is there. People will give him some face for the sake of the Buddha."
After hearing what Wang Ziru said, Zhai Ximo felt relieved.
Zhai Ximo stayed in the courtyard for a while, holding the child and flipping through two picture books before getting up and leaving.
The women in the family compound were very surprised to notice that the men of the Zhai family did not stay overnight but went to live in the single dormitory. The military wife next door to Zhao Cuilan walked to the door of the Zhai family curiously.
She wasn't very familiar with Wang Ziru, but she couldn't help wanting to know some gossip. "Bao'er's mother, what's going on between you and Captain Zhai? It's been a long time since Wen Yiting's incident, and you two haven't reconciled yet?"
"What do you mean?"
"Hehe, I just think that if you keep letting men live in a single dormitory like this, it will be bad for the relationship between you two over time."
Wang Ziru got up and walked out of the bedroom, glancing at him, "You seem to be nosy. Why don't you spend your free time thinking about giving your man some advice?"
"...I am trying to persuade you out of good intentions, but you don't know what is good for you."
"Mind your own business! It seems that Commander Duan did not touch your man's military career. You don't know what you do all day long, right?"
The woman cursed silently, turned around and went back to her home, slamming the door.
Wang Ziru stood there and smiled. Commander Duan was quite effective.
In the past, these women always liked to gossip about her and Zhai Ximo in person or behind their backs, but now as soon as she brings up Commander Duan, these women immediately become silent.
The next morning.
Commander Duan walked into his office early in the morning, and his secretary came in to report on the work.
When he heard that the art troupe had already left for Xiong District and had not brought the piano as he had ordered, but only an old organ, his eyes were filled with anger, "Who took the initiative to turn the piano into an organ?"
"Commander, the art troupe said that the piano is too expensive, and the program they are preparing this time does not need a piano, so they brought the old organ of the art troupe to accompany the troops' program." The secretary did not dare to look at the commander for even a second, his legs were shaking with fear.
Commander Duan lit his lighter and asked, "The piano is too expensive? So we can't give it to the troops in the district?"
Secretary: "...They said the organ accompaniment is also good. It's not worse than the piano."
"The reason why a piano is a piano is that its effect is unmatched by an organ," Commander Duan did not embarrass the secretary this time. He threw the lighter onto the table with a clang, "Go and inform the art troupe that the performance is over. Tell their leader to come to me and receive his punishment."
"Ah? This, this, this..."
"If my orders are no longer effective, then someone else will be appointed as the head of the cultural troupe."
Guard Xiao Li and the secretary both had horrified faces and were sweating for the team leader.
After leaving, Li Junfeng sighed, "They are the same. The commander clearly told us that we wanted the piano, but they acted on their own and deserved to be punished."
"Then, why can't the organ work?" The secretary was speechless.
"Hush! Keep your voice down. This is the commander's order. Anyone who dares to disobey his order will only bring trouble upon himself. Don't be like them and don't know the seriousness of the matter." Li Junfeng quickly asked the secretary to go back to the secretary's office.
They have worked with the commander for many years and don't want to see their secretary being transferred away as well.
Commander Duan was very angry. His young wife had clearly said that she wanted a piano. He originally thought that the Kunqu Art Troupe had a broken piano, which could be transported to the Ninth Division along with the art troupe.
He never expected that the people in the art troupe would dare to change his orders without permission and be reluctant to part with a broken piano.
"Alas! You don't help me in any way. You have neither the right time, the right place, nor the right people as me. How can you still expect to win? What a joke." The commander stood up, walked to the window and sighed.
At this moment, the desk phone rang.
He sighed, turned around and walked to the desk, picked up the phone, and said, "Hello."
"Duan Yanzhi, do you have time today? If you have time, come to the hospital and talk to your grandpa." The impatient voice of uncle Duan Suili came over the phone.
"What's wrong with the old man? Can't you handle it?"
"He is venting his anger on me now, scolding me for being useless and for not helping you marry the grandson's wife he likes..." Duan Suili said speechlessly.