On November 1, 1984, the leaders made a strategic decision that shocked the world: to cut the entire army by one million personnel!
It lasted for two years until it was completed in 1987, and was known as the "Million-Man Disarmament Campaign."
If 1984 represented determination and strategy, then June 4, 1985 was a notification and announcement to the entire army.
Kyoto Military District...
Ye Boxuan's eyes fell on Chu Yifeng and several other officers.
From that day on, Chu Yifeng began working overtime until late at night for two months.
Ye Boxuan added, "Those like regimental security officers and battalion-level typists, sort them out. The military region no longer needs such people."
The boss just talks and the subordinates run around.
Chu Yifeng had four large piles of personal information at his disposal and was busy making reports.
In his mind, whether they were "secret officers" or "typists", if they had truly made great contributions to the army, they were qualified to stay.
It is precisely because he has this idea that Chu Yifeng has a very heavy workload.
Any form that passes through his hands will occasionally have a special mark below a personal information column.
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Ye Boxuan rubbed his tall nose up and down with his index finger. He looked at the report in his hand and felt a sense of appreciation.
When the meeting resumed, he took the form Chu Yifeng had prepared and threw it on the conference table:
"This is a model, you can pass it around and learn from it." This was a disguised compliment to Chu Yifeng.
Chu Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth, smiled at his colleagues present, and accepted it calmly.
He stood under the poplar tree in the military area and looked into the distance.
What will the military region look like in the future?
Will it be similar to other government agencies?
He could only rely on his imagination, thinking of a battlefield full of gunfire;
Imagine Uncle Chu Hongchi bravely moving forward amidst the smoke of gunpowder, and finally being blown away without regret;
Envy of his leader Ye Boxuan;
Countless martyrs and unsung heroes are truly recorded in the microcosm of the times.
He never had the opportunity to participate in those passionate years, but he longed for it.
What does the “million-man disarmament” mean? There are really no more wars to fight.
Then why was he still wearing this military uniform? Chu Yifeng was confused for a moment, and it seemed that he had no direction to work towards.
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"Sister, why does that old lady always come to visit us?"
Bi Cheng had a black oilcloth apron hanging around his neck. While talking, he took a big spoon to stir the porridge in the pot to prevent it from sticking to the bottom and becoming mushy.
Bi Yue looked at the old lady's back as she hurried a few steps, then she lifted her legs and looked again, and found that the old lady was holding a pencil and writing and drawing?
She frowned and said, "I don't know." Then she added, "We sell our fried dough sticks, and she sells her steamed buns. Just look at them, it's okay."
The brother and sister were in a rush, just like every other morning.
One fries and the other sells. Bi Cheng is also responsible for collecting dishes, washing dishes, wiping the table and greeting customers.
In order to reassure people who come to the stall to eat, Bi Cheng has been pulling out a water pipe from the small warehouse since he moved in, and washing dishes in front of the diners.
As the old saying goes, a broken home is worth a fortune.
In the temporary rental house in the small warehouse, there were dishes and chopsticks, tables and chairs for guests to eat, and Bi Yue also bought a second-hand desk and desk lamp for Bi Cheng. Adding all the miscellaneous items together, although the brother and sister have made a lot of money these days and seem to be working hard, they actually haven't saved much.
After counting the one-cent and five-cent coins again and again, Bi Yue finally bought almost everything and had less than fifty yuan left.
With just the fifty yuan, she ran to the People's Hospital to buy prescription medicine at Bi Cheng's reminder. Painkillers are not sold casually. Bi Yue went to Bi Cheng with a dejected look on her face to ask about it. Only then did she really understand why the siblings always had insufficient money.
Is this considered a kind of "fate"?
Once, Bi Cheng was squatting at the door of the hospital and worrying about something, but he met a "good doctor" and bought from him at a high price every month.
It was also for this reason that Bi Yue made up her mind that she must take time out during this summer vacation to go back to her hometown.
Go and see the villagers in the small mountain village who helped "her". She has taken over her original body, so she should go home to recognize her parents and take her grandfather to the hospital for a thorough check-up. She should not take medicine so blindly anymore.
Due to the difficult environment and the eagerness to make money, the brother and sister have to sell 25 kilograms of flour every morning, up from the initial ten kilograms.
I was exhausted, physically but mentally I felt more fulfilled than ever before. I was so focused on returning to the village during the summer vacation, packing lots of bags and celebrating the New Year in advance.
After a peak period, Bi Yue sat on the bench, tapping her legs, with half a twisted dough stick in her mouth, and looked up to listen to the lady at the pancake stall teaching her.
"I told you two half-grown kids that you're no good. How could you be so clueless?! That old lady Xu is here to secretly learn the craft. You should all knead the dough in the house from now on. Don't let her learn!" After whispering this, the pancake sister added worriedly:
"Xiaoyue, you have to be more careful! You are young and inexperienced, so you should know that not everyone is kind-hearted. There are many people who are jealous of you but are actually harming you behind your back!"
Bi Yue was puzzled: "Sister Liu, doesn't her family sell steamed buns?" Because of her grandparents, she instinctively had a good impression of the old man and the old woman. Besides, Bi Yue never planned to sell fried dough sticks for a long time.
Lately, my eldest brother has been eating better than usual, at least he can have fried eggs, but he's still incredibly thin, from all the late nights. She's the same way. Her complexion isn't rosy from the extra fat in her stomach, but rather a bit sallow, and she's losing a lot of hair.
After earning the start-up capital, she had to do something else during the summer vacation. She was not afraid of others learning from her, but to be honest, she did not like the way Old Lady Xu stood quietly by and watched. She felt like she was being stared at, without even a polite word. She was quite impressed by the old lady's energy!
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