He Xiangdong's words also caught Jiang Yonghua's attention.
This means that it is already known that Park Jinhua's father, Park Yongshun, is going to transfer to his hometown.
Park Yong-sun is an officer of the division's military affairs department. He has a very good relationship with Jiang Yonghua, and the two can talk about anything in private.
In a small place like Yanji, if you demobilize and return, not only will you lose a lot of subsidies, but the most regrettable thing is that you will lose all the material benefits in the army.
Jiang Yonghua was worried about Park Yongshun.
Park Yong-soon's reasoning was, "I'm the eldest son and I have to support my parents. I haven't done anything about the housework since I joined the army at the age of sixteen, so now's the time for me to do something for them."
In fact, Jiang Yonghua's service years were sufficient, but he had high professional skills and was highly valued. His superiors had a very good impression of him and specifically asked him whether he wanted to transfer to civilian work or continue to stay in the army. If he wanted to stay, he would be listed on the list of detained personnel. If he wanted to transfer to civilian work, he would make up his mind within a few days and report it to the military headquarters along with the list of other transferred cadres.
It has been almost twenty years since Jiang Yonghua left his hometown to fight against the US and aid Korea. He has only returned to his hometown less than twice. His family history states that both his parents have passed away and he is an orphan, so he has never taken his wife and daughter back to his hometown.
If Zhang Xiuying had not happened to have an opportunity to get a formal job, he would almost have applied for transfer and returned to his hometown.
The pain of not having been able to fulfill his filial duties to his parents is an indelible one in his heart.
The adults were worried, but the children didn't think too much about it. After all, separation was inevitable, and there would always be someone crying and reluctant to leave. They were used to it.
Every year, a group of soldiers are demobilized and a group of new recruits join the army.
The children in the compound have learned since childhood to only focus on the joy of gathering together and not to worry about the sadness of separation.
Because every new destination is a new journey and mission.
He Xiangdong lowered his voice. "We're going to borrow some clothes from the propaganda team later. They're the same ones they wore for the long drum performance last time. You can go try some on later. They're so beautiful! We tried them on yesterday."
Jiang Jun shifted the focus of the conversation to the clothes: "Want to borrow some clothes for a photo?"
Gu! Artistic photography started so early! She thought it only became popular in tourist attractions in the 1980s.
In an environment that emphasizes hardship and simplicity, wearing fancy clothes is a manifestation of ideological corruption, and wearing makeup and skirts belongs to the stage and is independent of life.
The female soldiers in the propaganda team usually don’t look that beautiful in their baggy military uniforms, but when they go on stage to perform songs and dances, they appear in skirts and look so beautiful!
Jiang Yun went from the compound to Tongcheng via Beijing. The clothes he saw along the way, whether for men or women, were all gray or blue, or earthy black, as if only ethnic minorities could wear costumes with their own ethnic characteristics with confidence.
As they were talking, the small windows of the service center opened and the line began to move forward.
The aroma of kimchi wafted out from the window, and Jiang Jun took the opportunity to change the subject: "I'm here to buy kimchi, what about you?"
He Xiangdong didn't care: "This kimchi is not as delicious as my mom's! I came to buy fermented bean curd. We are making pancakes today. Pancakes with green onions and some fermented bean curd are delicious!"
Jiang Jun swallowed his saliva. He had been craving food at his grandmother's house, so hearing that there was something delicious was particularly tempting. "Then I'll buy two pieces of fermented bean curd, too."
Her gourmet taste buds were piqued by Jiang Yonghua's genius cooking skills. When eating noodles, she would crush the fermented bean curd and add water to make bean curd soup, and make dry noodles. It was so delicious!
A small piece of fermented bean curd costs only one cent. If you buy two small pieces, the fermented bean curd you get is enough for two meals.
I lined up at the window and stretched my neck to look inside. I saw several large aluminum basins piled high with pickles. The pickles mixed with red chili powder were particularly bright and fresh.
Jiang Jun changed her mind again and ordered more dishes. After all, she had to carry all her pocket money with her. "I'll buy 20 cents worth of spicy cabbage, 10 cents worth of spicy pickled white radish, and two pieces of fermented bean curd."
She has never been used to eating green-skinned radishes or red-hearted radishes, and she only likes to eat white vegetables and fruits.
It’s a pity that I only brought an enamel rice bowl to get the pickles. I should have brought an extra lunch box.
"Master, I want to buy two pieces of fermented bean curd." He Xiangdong handed over the small bowl and watched Jiang Yun count the coins. "You bought so much. Do you have guests coming to your house?"
Jiang Jun paid a small sum of money from her own pocket. Her second uncle and aunt had been so kind to her, so she wanted to give back. "My uncle is here, and he especially likes spicy pickles."
Jiang Yonghua came over with a few pieces of tofu and said, "Xiaojun, have you finished shopping? If you're done, go home first. I'll wait here. There aren't many people here right now, so I can get in line first and see if I can get some bones to make soup."
Every time the supply truck brought over a load of pork, the family members in the queue would rush forward and all order would be gone. He couldn't let his daughter struggle here.
Jiang Yun bought too many pickles, and with both hands he was holding the basin, he had no hands free to hold the tofu.
He Xiangdong offered his hand to help: "Uncle Jiang, let me do it. Xiaojun and I will go back together."
The two of us have been apart for several months and have endless things to talk about. How can we just chat for a few minutes while waiting in line?
He Xiangdong had something even more exciting to say: "Xiaojun, did you know that I heard the swimming pool is now open to family members? Why don't we go swimming together then? My dad said he'd teach me when he's free. Does your dad know how to swim? How about we learn together?"
Jiang Yun really likes swimming, but unfortunately she can't say it out loud: "I think she can swim, but I haven't asked. But I don't have a swimsuit yet. If I had known earlier, I would have bought a swimsuit at the Capital Department Store. There are so many styles there, and I can pick one that allows me to swim fast."
He Xiangdong laughed out loud: "What does swimming speed have to do with a swimsuit? To swim fast you also need to be tall with long arms and legs, right? There's a swimmer on the national team who's from our Bayi team, and he's almost two meters tall. Hey, I heard their sportswear is custom-made to your measurements!"
Jiang Jun expressed envy: "Of course, special talents deserve special care!"
This is haute couture, so luxurious!
He Xiangdong agreed seriously. "Right, right, right. I heard they get a special allowance every month, and bonuses for winning in every competition! Xiaojun, if we swim well and get specially recruited into the Bayi Team, we won't have to wait until we're sixteen to join the army, and we'll enjoy company-level treatment right away!"
The honor is collective, but the allowance is your own, and the age limit can be relaxed. How practical!
Jiang Jun looked at He Xiangdong with new eyes: "How come you know everything?!"
He Xiangdong smiled proudly: "My cousin plays basketball for the Bayi team. He came to my house during the Chinese New Year and I heard it. It's a pity you weren't here. My cousin is a forward and he plays basketball very well!"
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