Chapter 282 Spring Festival Travel Total Profit, Second Class Merit Soldier [Request for Subscription]

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, schools across the country prepare to start classes.

Now, Deng Yunzhu, who has returned to school, is already a third-year junior high school student and will complete her junior high school studies in one more semester.

Deng Shirong originally had no expectations for his poor-student daughter. He just said to her, "Xiaozhu, you will graduate from junior high school in the last semester, and you will be eighteen in a few months. I don't have much to say about your grades. I just hope you can get into high school and finish it smoothly."

Deng Yunzhu is now a real grown-up girl, with a height of 1.63 meters, 1 centimeter taller than her sister. She was a little shy when she heard this, and said guiltily: "Dad, I will try my best. If I fail to get into high school, please don't scold me!"

"Why should I scold you? You are not reading for me, but for yourself."

At this point, Deng Shirong looked at his little daughter and said earnestly, "Xiaozhu, our family is indeed well off now. Even if you don't want to study after junior high school, I can easily arrange a job for you, or even start a business for you.

But I still hope you can get into high school and complete it successfully.

The purpose of going to high school is not to help you find a job, but mainly to give you more choices when looking for a partner in the future.

For example, if you take a fancy to a young man in the future, and this young man is an outstanding college student, are you, a junior high school student, worthy of him?

But if you are a high school student, although there is still a gap compared to college students, as a girl, having a high school diploma is considered impressive in this era. No matter what kind of family the other party comes from, at least they will not find fault with you on your academic qualifications.

So, in this last semester, I hope you can work hard, so that if you really encounter the situation I mentioned, at least your academic qualifications will not ruin your marriage. Think about it carefully and see if what Dad said makes sense. "

Deng Yunzhu played with the corner of her clothes and nodded, "Dad, I understand. I will try my best."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as you pass most subjects, you will be able to go to high school."

After talking about his youngest daughter, Deng Shirong looked at his youngest son and said, "Xiaoheng, you are also going to be promoted from primary school to junior high school. As long as your grades are normal, you will have no problem getting into a key class. There is only one semester left, so don't relax, understand?"

Deng Yunheng is now a fifth-grade primary school student. Primary school is still a five-year system, but Deng Shirong remembers very clearly that starting from the fall semester of this year, all primary schools in the county will transition to a six-year system from the first grade and use newly compiled primary school textbooks.

Deng Yunheng said confidently: "Dad, don't worry. Although I can't get the first place in the class, I am always in the top five in the class. It will be no problem for me to get into the key class of Shuangwang Junior High School."

Deng Shirong hummed, looked at his fourth son and said, "Xiaohua, you are the same as your second sister. I don't ask you to get into a technical secondary school, a junior college or even a university. I just hope that you two can get into high school and graduate smoothly. That is my greatest expectation for you."

Deng Yunhua scratched his head and said something that is easy to understand: "Dad, I will try my best."

Deng Shirong didn't say anything more after hearing this. Anyway, he was now persuading his children with the mentality of "try your best", it would be best if they could do it, after all, reading more books is definitely a good thing. Even if they couldn't do it, it didn't matter, because with him as a father, he could guarantee that they would live a good life in this life.

At worst, we can just place our hopes on the third generation! …

As students across the country returned to school, the Spring Festival travel rush, which had kept the nation's passenger transport system extremely busy, came to an end.

At this time, in the general manager's office of Tenglong Passenger Transport Company, General Manager Deng Changyu was reporting the revenue situation of the Spring Festival travel season to the company's founder Deng Shirong.

After reporting the revenue during the Spring Festival travel rush, Deng Changyu concluded: "According to statistics, our company has created a total profit of 416,380 yuan during this Spring Festival travel rush. Although the Spring Festival travel rush has passed, there are still many passengers, especially passengers from Bobai to Guangdong. We still make a lot of profit every day."

"good!"

Deng Shirong praised him and said, "There will be more and more passengers in the future. When we can make money even in the off-season, our passenger transport company will truly rise. What we need to do now is to maintain our capital while training our own people. Before the Spring Festival next year, we can add ten or even twenty buses, and then we can make a lot of money."

Deng Changyu nodded and smiled, "Jiu Gong, I was just thinking this. Our company will definitely make a lot of money during the Spring Festival next year."

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "The money earned from this year's Spring Festival travel will not be distributed to the tribesmen for now. It will be kept for buying cars next year and continuing development. It won't be too late to distribute dividends to the tribesmen when the money earned from next year's Spring Festival travel is made."

Deng Changyu hummed and said, "I've thought about this. The company really needs this money right now. If we want to buy 20 more buses next year, we'll probably have to continue to raise funds from the clansmen. If we want to distribute dividends, we'll have to wait until we make money during the Spring Festival next year."

Deng Shirong shook his head and said, "There is no need to continue to raise funds from the tribesmen. Last year's fundraising emptied everyone's pockets. Even if we make money from growing watermelons and selling them this year, we have to leave some for the tribesmen to build houses or marry wives. If the company is short of funds, we can ask the bank for a loan."

Deng Changyu nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I understand. Let's see how the business performs this year. It would be best if we can earn enough money to buy a car before the Spring Festival. If not, we can go to the bank for a loan."

"Well, that's it. You guys work hard and tell me if you have any difficulties. The three thousand people in the tribe are your strongest support."

"Got it, Jiugong!"

…

Guangzhou.

Yuexiu South Bus Station.

A large bus slowly drove out of the station and headed towards Bobai County.

In the car, Zhu Junjie, wearing a green military uniform and with a determined look, looked silently in a certain direction. From now on, he would bid farewell to his military career completely. While he felt relaxed, he was also reluctant to leave his comrades and the military camp.

Zhu Junjie was from Changpo Village, Shanxin Brigade, Songshan Commune, Bobai County. He enlisted in the army in 1978 when he was 18 years old. When a war broke out the following year, he, who was still a new recruit, went to the front line under the leadership of veterans. Because he fought bravely and was not afraid of sacrifice, he was eventually awarded second-class merit.

Thanks to this military achievement, although he was still young, he became a regiment commander in a few years. Although he still had the title of deputy, he could be considered a promising young man.

Originally, as he had already served for six years and received key training from the army, if he really wanted to stay and develop, he should have a bright future.

However, he eventually chose to change his career.

The reason is simple. It is mainly because his parents are old. He is the youngest son in the family. His parents were in their forties when they had him. Now he is in his sixties or almost seventy, and he has various minor health problems. If he chooses to stay in the army to continue his development, it will be a question whether his parents will be around when he returns.

So after much consideration, Zhu Junjie finally chose to give up his bright future in the army and decided to return to his hometown to accompany his parents and accompany them through the last years of their lives.

Another reason is that his nephew got married last year, and he, as an uncle, will soon be promoted to a great-uncle, but he is still a bachelor. This is indeed a bit unreasonable. His parents often used this matter to provoke him in their letters.

Zhu Junjie has five siblings, two older brothers and two older sisters. His eldest brother is twenty years older than him, and his eldest nephew is only two years younger than him.

…

The next day at noon.

In Changpo Village, inside an old mud-brick house, two elderly people were eating boiled sweet potatoes while chatting about family matters.

For example, whose son got married, whose daughter got married, whose family had a grandson, etc.

As they chatted, Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said, "We shouldn't have agreed to let Xiaojie join the army. He went to the battlefield in the second year of his service. I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, Xiaojie was lucky enough to survive, but his conscription was originally for three years, and now it's been six years and he still hasn't come back. I'm really worried about him."

Old Man Zhu swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth and said, "It's because you spoil him too much. You can't refuse any request he makes."

Mrs. Zhu took a bite of the sweet potato and muttered, "How could I know that being a soldier was so dangerous? Our country hasn't fought a war in so many years. Who would have thought that a war would break out the second year after Xiaojie joined the army? Moreover, even a new soldier like Xiaojie went to the battlefield. Who could have imagined this? Could you have imagined it?"

Old Man Zhu paused and said, "I really didn't expect it."

Old Madam Zhu snorted, "That's it. I thought he would serve in the army for three years and then come back. Who knew that he would not only go to the battlefield, but also serve as a soldier for six years."

Old Man Zhu said with some pride: "Although I didn't expect it, Xiaojie is worthy of being my son. He won second-class merit on his first battlefield and now he has become the head of a regiment. He really brings honor to my Zhu family!"

When Mrs. Zhu heard this, she smiled and said, "Our Xiaojie is really amazing. Look at Zhutousan's son, he served as a soldier for more than ten years, but when he retired, he was only a company commander. He is several levels lower than our Xiaojie!"

Old Man Zhu waved his hand and said, "Rank is not determined by how many years you have been a soldier. If our Xiaojie had not made contributions on the battlefield, do you think he would have his current rank? It would be great to be a platoon leader. He earned his current rank with his life."

Old Mrs. Zhu said with lingering fear: "Don't mention the battlefield. My heart starts pounding when I mention it. Fortunately, our ancestors bless us."

Old Man Zhu was a little scared, so he changed the subject and said, "Xiao Wang has already married and will become a father this year, but Xiao Jie is still single at the age of 24. Whether he retires from the army or not, he has to be arranged to get married."

Xiaowang is their eldest grandson Zhu Maowang.

Mrs. Zhu nodded repeatedly and said, "We really have to arrange this for him. We can't keep dragging it on like this year after year. If I can't see Xiaojie get married and have children, I won't be willing to close my eyes!"

Old Man Zhu said, "Then find a matchmaker to find a good match for him. Once the arrangement is made, even if he has to take leave, he must come back to see her, and then arrange the marriage."

Old Madam Zhu glanced at him and said, "I've already asked a matchmaker to help me look for someone, but unfortunately I haven't found anyone who is a good match for our Xiaojie. It seems I need to find a few more matchmakers."

Old Man Zhu had not expected that his wife had secretly picked a partner for his youngest son. Hearing this, he curled his lips and said, "Don't be too picky. Just find a wife who is diligent and knows how to manage the household."

Old Madam Zhu glared and said, "What do you mean I shouldn't be too picky? Our Xiaojie is the head of the group. Do you understand how high his position is?"

Old Man Zhu threw away the sweet potato skin he had peeled and said, "I know our Xiaojie is the head of the group, but marrying a wife is not about comparing who has a higher rank. The most important thing is to marry someone who can be diligent and manage the household."

Old Madam Zhu shook her head and said, "That won't do. If she marries our Xiaojie, she will be the wife of the regiment commander. We must choose carefully and pick an excellent girl. Otherwise, how can she be worthy of the status of the wife of the regiment commander?"

Old Man Zhu didn't argue with her and said, "Then take your time to choose!"

"Of course I have to pick slowly..."

Just as Mrs. Zhu said this, a very familiar voice came from outside: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Hearing the voice, Mrs. Zhu, who is 67 years old this year, became unusually agile, stood up instantly, and then quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Old Man Zhu was so excited that he threw the freshly peeled sweet potatoes into the basket, then quickly stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

In the living room of his home, Zhu Junjie watched his parents walk out of the kitchen quickly one after another. The two elders' hair had turned white and there were deep wrinkles on their faces. They looked much older than when he left home six years ago.

At this moment, Zhu Junjie was extremely glad that he chose to retire from the army.

Allen Chu knelt down in front of his parents with a plop, and said with red eyes: “Dad, Mom, the unfilial son is back!”

Old Mrs. Zhu quickly helped her son up and said excitedly, "Good, good, it's good that you're back!"

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When Old Man Zhu saw his youngest son, who looked very heroic in his green military uniform, he also said excitedly, "Xiao Jie, are you coming back to visit your relatives this time, or..."

Zhu Junjie replied, "Dad, Mom, I'm retired from the army. I'm back to accompany you. I won't leave again!"

Hearing this, the two elders were so excited that they cheered again and again. They were old and had various minor health problems. They estimated that they would not have many years left to live. Their biggest wish in this life was to see their youngest son get married and have children. They had no other wishes.

Before, the youngest son was in the army and had never come back, so they couldn’t see him. It was extremely difficult for him to get married and have a son.

Now that the person is back, the matter of getting married can be put on the agenda. There is hope that their wish will come true, and the two elders are very happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Mrs. Zhu held her youngest son's hand and said with great energy, "Xiaojie, you must be hungry. Eat some sweet potatoes first. I'll kill two chickens and cook dinner later. I'll also call your eldest brother's family and your second brother's family back for dinner."

"Okay!" Zhu Junjie responded with a smile.

…

It is the second month of the lunar calendar and watermelon planting is about to begin.

Because the scale of watermelon cultivation in the entire Bangjie Brigade is getting bigger and bigger, and other brigades are influenced by their Bangjie Brigade, many people will probably follow suit and plant watermelons this year. So before the tribe members prepared to plant watermelons, Deng Shirong made a special trip to the supply and marketing cooperative to discuss the purchase of watermelons with the director of the supply and marketing cooperative.

In response, Director Zhou waved his hand and said proudly: "Plant as much as you want. No matter how much you plant, our supply and marketing cooperative will buy it all."

It's no wonder that Director Zhou is so generous. With the rise of individual economy and the fact that other state-owned enterprises and collective enterprises are also competing for customers, their supply and marketing cooperatives across the country are feeling the pressure. Now the large-scale planting of watermelons in Bangjie Brigade can just make up for the purchase of watermelons in other regions.

That’s why Director Zhou is so confident. Even if the entire Shuangwang area is planted with watermelons, it will be easy for the supply and marketing cooperatives with sales channels across the country to digest them.

Of course, this only applies to watermelons with a long shelf life. If you use other fruits with a short shelf life, you naturally can't do this.

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "Okay, Director Zhou's words put our minds at ease!"

After the discussion, the two parties signed a purchase agreement, and the purchase price remained unchanged at 8 cents per catty.

After signing the contract, Deng Shirong went back and spread the word that the tribesmen could plant crops without worry and that they didn’t have to worry about sales no matter how much they planted.

Therefore, in the following period of time, not only the Naye Deng family of the entire Bangjie Brigade, but also the villagers with the surnames Zhou and Guan started to grow watermelons.

Although they are not of the same clan, they are all villagers of the same brigade, so they should not intermarry too much. Last year, the news that the Deng family in Naye had a bumper harvest of watermelons and every household made a lot of money was well known to everyone, whether they were surnamed Zhou or Guan.

They missed the train to wealth last year, so they absolutely could not miss this train again this year, and they had to climb on board even if they had to climb through the window.

In the brigade connected to the Bangjie Brigade, many families also followed suit in planting crops, but the number of people who followed suit was not as exaggerated as that in the Bangjie Brigade.

It is worth mentioning that the lychees planted in Naye Village last year have also bloomed this year. However, since the planting time was a little late last year, in order not to affect the growth of the lychee seedlings, the villagers had to reluctantly cut off the flowers and planned to let the lychee seedlings grow for another year before bearing fruit.

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county seat.

In front of Suifeng Hotel.

Seeing this magnificent restaurant, Mrs. Zhu was a little discouraged and said to her youngest son, "Xiaojie, why don't we go somewhere else to eat? You can tell at a glance that the food here will be very expensive."

Allen Chu smiled and said, “Mom, I have money. Besides, this is to celebrate the country arranging a good job for me. Besides, we don’t come here to eat every day, so it’s okay to come here once in a while.”

Old Man Zhu said, "Old lady, Xiaojie is now the deputy director of the county public security bureau. He can still afford to have a meal here. Don't be so petty."

“Who’s being stingy?”

Mrs. Zhu said stubbornly, "I just think that eating a meal shouldn't be so wasteful."

Zhu Junjie smiled and said, "Mom, you have worked hard for most of your life, it's time to enjoy yourself. Listen to me and go in quickly. I'm hungry."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhu said nothing more. With a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, she and her youngest son walked into this obviously remarkable restaurant.

"Hello, welcome!"

As soon as they entered the restaurant, a waiter came over to greet them politely. The service attitude opened the eyes of both Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu.

They have lived for so many years and have long been accustomed to the service attitude of the sales clerks in the supply and marketing cooperatives. Every time they go to buy something, they have to look at the clerk's face and don't even dare to ask too many questions, for fear that the clerk will become impatient if they ask too many questions. The main thing they do is to swallow their anger.

But now, as soon as I walked into the restaurant, the girl came over to greet me with a smile on her face. Her service attitude was really good.

It was indeed a high-end restaurant in the county! It was not until they sat down and their youngest son asked what they wanted to eat that the two elders came to their senses.

Old Man Zhu said, "Xiao Jie, just look at what dishes you want to eat. Your mother and I are illiterate, so how can we understand this?"

Zhu Junjie nodded, looked at the waiter and said with a smile: "Comrade, I want to ask, what is the specialty of your restaurant chef?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Our chef's specialties are boiled and braised dishes. It depends on your taste, patron!"

Zhu Junjie looked at the menu and said, "Then give us a boiled pig's trotter, a stewed pork, and a stir-fried fire-tube dish."

The waiter nodded and said, "Okay, please wait a moment, the food will be ready soon."

After the waiter left, Mrs. Zhu said with emotion: "This big hotel is different. Even the waiters are so polite."

Old Man Zhu also expressed his feelings, and even Zhu Junjie was amazed.

Everything is afraid of comparison. The service attitude of those salesmen in the supply and marketing cooperative is indeed much worse than that of the waiters in this restaurant.

Soon, the waiter brought the boiled pork trotters.

Seeing the fragrant boiled pork feet, both Old Man Zhu and Old Lady Zhu widened their eyes. They had lived for decades and had eaten boiled chicken and boiled duck, but they had never eaten boiled pork feet, which was more time-consuming.

After the waiter brought the meal, the family of three started eating.

They are all from Bobai, so naturally there is not much difference in their tastes. The Bobai-style boiled pork trotters instantly conquered the taste buds of the family of three.

When the fat but not greasy braised pork was served, the family of three ate it with great praise.

Even the stir-fried fire tube vegetables have a sweet taste that makes people unable to stop eating them.

This meal was the first time for Zhu Junjie, not to mention Old Man and Old Lady Zhu, to eat such delicious food.

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