"Hello Li Mianmian, this is your parents' watch. It is their keepsake. Your parents sacrificed their lives on their way back from a mission and became martyrs. We hope you can find solace in their grief."
They were awarded the Special Merit Citation based on their performance in the mission. This medal is a memento. They are our heroes and worthy of our learning. As an orphan of a martyr, this is a one-time pension of 5290.45 yuan given to you by the Party and the government.
Besides these, there's your parents' salary for the past few months, totaling 1923.8 yuan.
In addition, because you are currently a minor and lack the ability to support yourself, the government provides you with a certain subsidy every month, which is 30 yuan and corresponding tickets (I couldn't find relevant documents, so I just assumed your parents are military officers, hence the higher amount), until you turn 18 years old. If you start working during this period, this subsidy will stop.
"These are your martyr's certificate and subsidy certificate. You must keep them safe; they are very important to you. You can only receive your monthly subsidy with these documents." He then handed these items to me.
"Thank you to the government. I will be proud of my parents and contribute to the development of our country."
"Good, no wonder they are descendants of soldiers."
After seeing them off, Uncle Shen didn't rush to leave. Instead, he came back and asked me:
“Mianmian, your parents’ pension has arrived. It’s not safe to keep it at home. How about I go with you to the bank to deposit it? Also, I’ll go with you to find out where you collect your monthly allowance. We can also ask if the allowance will go with you if you go to the countryside, and what documents you’ll need. Uncle Shen will help you with that.”
"Okay, Uncle Shen, thank you."
I know that such a large sum of money can't be kept secret from others. Rather than keeping it at home where people might covet it, it's better to put it in the bank. But I also know that nowhere is as secure as keeping it in my personal space. However, I can't just tell anyone directly.
"Saying thank you is too kind."
So, Uncle Shen led me to the bank, where there was no one in front of me. Uncle Shen asked, "Comrade, is this where I make a deposit?"
Yes, comrade.
"Here's the thing, I'm here to help this child with their savings."
"How much do you want to deposit?" the staff member asked, glancing at me.
"One passbook holds 6000 yuan, and another passbook holds 1000 yuan."
"How can there be so much money?" the staff member exclaimed in surprise.
"That's right, comrade. Her parents recently passed away, and this is their compensation money," Uncle Shen quickly explained.
"I'm sorry, please accept my condolences."
It's okay.
I know they meant no harm. Besides, at this time of year, anyone would say something if they saw so much money.
"Please bring your identification documents here."
"Okay, here are the martyr's certificate, household registration booklet, subsidies, etc."
I can say that I handed over every piece of identification I could produce in this day and age.
"Hold on"
"All documents are complete; these certificates are not needed."
"oh"
Give me the money.
"oh"
After waiting for a while, the staff finally counted the money and gave me two passbooks.
After leaving the bank, Uncle Shen said, "Mianmian, from now on, when you're out on your own, you must keep your passbook safe. You mustn't tell anyone how much your parents' pension is, understand?"
"I know, Uncle Shen."
"Also, when you get to the countryside, if anyone bullies you, take out your martyr's child certificate. All your parents' certificates and medals will be useful in any situation, so don't lose them."
"Yes, I understand."
"When you're in the countryside, if anyone asks you how much subsidy you receive, don't tell the truth. In the countryside, you don't spend much money in a year. If someone really persists in asking, just say it's 15 yuan a month. Even that's all they'll be envious of, you know? If you say any less, they probably won't even reply."
"I understand, Uncle Shen. I'm not afraid if something really happens."
"That's right."
"Uncle Shen tells you that when you get there, if you encounter any problems, for minor issues you can find the team leader, and for major issues you can go to the commune secretary, whose surname is Zhang and whose name is Zhang Changfa. He was an old soldier under Uncle Shen who retired due to illness."
If even Zhang Changfa can't solve it, you can go to the county public security bureau and find someone named Zhou Jianbin. He is now the county public security chief and is under your Uncle Han's command. Your Uncle Han met Uncle Shen and your father when they were studying at military academy. He is now in the Southeast Military Region.
A few days ago, I called to ask about your parents and then wanted to know about you. Uncle Shen told him about your plans to go to the countryside, and he immediately told Uncle Shen that Zhou Jianbin happens to be the director of the public security bureau in the county you're going to. He had already called Director Zhou to tell him that.
"Uncle Shen, please give me Uncle Han's contact information later. He's done us a huge favor, so we should definitely thank him properly."
"That's not necessary, Shen Bolai will suffice."
"Uncle Shen, you are who you are, and I'm thanking you. Besides, a small gift is never a bad thing, is it?"
You're right.
"Alright, we've arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Let's go together."
Hello comrade, may I ask...?
In this way, the matter of transferring the subsidy certificate was clarified.
Seeing that it was still early, Uncle Shen went to the office for educated youth. The director of the office was also a soldier, and he and Uncle Shen had served in the same unit.
When Zhang Yongqiang, the director of the educated youth office, saw Shen Bolai looking for him, he quickly stood up and said, "Old Shen, what brings you here today?"
"Old Zhang, I don't come here unless I need something."
"What's wrong"
"Isn't this just arranging for this child to go to the countryside as an educated youth?"
"Is this child fifteen?"
"Come on, Mianmian, meet your Uncle Zhang," Uncle Shen said without rushing to introduce us.
Hello, Uncle Zhang.
Hello Mianmian
“Old Zhang, this child’s parents just sacrificed their lives, and she is their only child. You know the rules in the army. Although her parents are locals, you also know that she just received her pension. I’m really worried about her living alone in the city.”
Besides, this child wholeheartedly wants to be like her parents, contributing to the construction of our country. We can't stop her, can we?
"Well done, Mianmian," Zhang Yongqiang said, his voice filled with respect upon learning that the child's parents were martyrs. He himself was a soldier, knowing the hardships soldiers faced and understanding that their descendants carried on their spirit. He also admired the child before him. But he still couldn't resist asking, "Who are her parents?"
Uncle Shen didn't hide anything from "Li Zilong and Liu Linjuan," but simply said...
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