"Mom, what do you need to see the political commissar for? You can just tell me what's wrong."
Shen Xianjun frowned. Could it be that his mother was unhappy with his marriage and was going to complain to the political commissar?
"If I tell you to treat me, then you should. If you don't go, I'll call the army myself!"
Yang Yufen spoke very forcefully.
"Mom, please don't make a fuss. Nian Nian is fine. This was arranged by the commander."
“I didn’t say my daughter-in-law was bad. Don’t be a troublemaker. If you don’t go and invite her, I’ll hang up and call her myself.”
As Yang Yufen was about to hang up, Shen Xianjun's voice quickly came through.
"Mom, wait a minute, I'll go."
Shen Xianjun immediately said that instead of letting his mother make a scene at the political commissar's office, he should go to the political commissar himself to clarify things first.
"Hurry up, I'll be waiting here today."
Yang Yufen hung up the phone after she finished speaking.
Hearing the dial tone, Shen Xianjun had no choice but to put down the phone, salute the operator, and go find his political commissar.
The captain overheard everything and, seeing Yang Yufen's pale face, couldn't help but offer some words of comfort.
“Xianjun’s mother, it’s a good thing that Xianjun got married. It was even arranged by the big leader, so it can’t be bad. Why are you still angry with the child? Everyone knows that it wasn’t easy for you to raise Xianjun alone. Xianjun is not an unfilial person. He’s such a promising child. Who doesn’t envy you?”
He's the only soldier in their brigade! He might be able to help the villagers in the future, so we have to persuade him to join us.
"The brigade leader also said that I raised him with great difficulty, so what's wrong with me, as his mother, saying a few words? I'm not trying to cause trouble, I'm just talking about my retirement. I'm getting old and can't work anymore."
Yang Yufen's words left the brigade leader speechless.
If any woman in the village, around the same age as Yang Yufen, said she couldn't work anymore, he could believe her to some extent. But who was Yang Yufen? She was an iron lady! She was famous throughout their commune for her strength, which was unmatched by ordinary men.
However, Yang Yufen, a widow, raised her son Shen Xianjun alone. She not only saw her parents-in-law pass away, but also gave birth to a child for the frail man.
When Shen Xianjun was a child, he wasn't as strong as he is now. He was sick all the time. Yang Yufen worked day and night, doing everything she could to earn work points and help others. She gave all the good things she brought back to her son, Shen Xianjun, which is why he is so healthy now.
Yang Yufen said she would wait and she really did. Shen Xianjun clearly knew his mother's temperament. After asking the political commissar for an explanation, he called back half an hour later.
"Aunt Yang, I am Comrade Xianjun's political commissar, my surname is Zhao."
Political Commissar Zhao took the phone from Shen Xianjun and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Political Commissar Zhao, there's something I need you to witness today. Now that Shen Xianjun is married, my obligations to him have come to an end. It's time for him to take care of me in my old age. I'm getting old and can't do it anymore."
Yes, yes, yes.
Political Commissar Zhao looked at Shen Xianjun and responded in a gentle tone.
“My request is that he give me one-third of his monthly allowance, and the rest to his wife, who will be directly received by my daughter-in-law, Qin Nian. A man should go to the battlefield to make contributions and defend the country. Leaders, don’t worry, we will arrange for him to take the lead if there is any trouble.”
Yang Yufen sold her son without hesitation, thinking it was better to sacrifice herself for the country than to be seduced by a vixen.
“Aunt Yang has a high level of awareness. On behalf of the country and the army, I thank you. Comrade Shen Xianjun, do you agree to this request?”
Political Commissar Zhao felt that Yang Yufen's words were completely different from what Shen Xianjun had said. She was the Iron Lady of the commune, and how could she not be tough? There was absolutely no problem with her ideological awareness; Shen Xianjun was simply overthinking things.
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