"Battery Commander... see who is coming!" When we were still training that day, Zheng Liangqiang came to see me with a young man in casual clothes!
When I saw this young man, I was stunned, but when I saw that he was somewhat similar to Zheng Liangqiang, I looked at him limping around, so I quickly understood... He is Zheng Liangqiang's son Zheng Jiayi!
"Company Commander!" Zheng Jiayi was so excited that he grabbed a few steps and hugged me.
I just felt a little ashamed... I can't remember that he is my soldier at all!
But this is normal... The reason is that the soldiers were suffering heavy casualties at that time, and the change of troops was like the weather in Vietnam... It changed as soon as possible, and many people who came and went were sacrificed before they were familiar with each other! Zheng Chiayi was only injured
, that's pretty lucky!
"Why are you still calling the company commander..." Zheng Liangqiang said from the side: "Our battalion commander has long been the battalion commander!"
"I... am used to calling me!" Zheng Jiayi touched his head with a little embarrassed.
"Battery Commander..." Zheng Liangqiang handed me a cigarette and said, "Look at my son... I have been in the army for so many years, and he has never seen me... I heard that you are ours
The battalion commander, the one who insisted on coming to see me! I don’t know if he is coming to see me or you…”
Zheng Liangqiang's words deliberately made him feel a little sour, and he only made the people around him laugh and laughed...
"How is it?" I motioned for the two of them to sit down and asked casually: "You're still living in the back!"
Zheng Jiayi was stunned, but immediately smiled and replied: "Okay...of course!"
"To be honest!" Seeing this, I couldn't help but frown: "It's good...it's bad! I've returned to the old army and what else can I say directly?"
Zheng Jiayi and Zheng Liangqiang looked at each other, and Zheng Liangqiang said on behalf of him: "Battery Commander... You don't know. Now if you can employers do not need to be a soldier, try not to be a soldier!"
"Well! What's going on?" I asked: "Didn't the injured soldiers give priority to the assignment of work? Isn't it... no military merit?"
"Yes!" Zheng Jiayi replied: "I am the second-class merit... it was all given by my comrades. But..."
"Don't hesitate! Just say something..." I was a little impatient.
"That's right!" Zheng Jiayi sighed and said, "At the beginning... Employers also like to use injured and demobilized soldiers. Because they think they are all heroes. They are all injured for the country and the people, no matter what,
I have to take care of it...but later... so many soldiers didn't accept the responsibility when they arrived at the unit..."
"Oh!" I understood a little bit when I heard this... Those who were born and died on the battlefield. To put it bluntly, they were killed, or those who had died a few times... Then just have two eyes
I glared... Which leader dared not to get along with him! I accidentally took a little heavier attack...
Therefore, this directly led to the employer asking the hero to go to the unit and offering sacrifices as if he asked the god to go back.
Of course, this is not a common phenomenon... but as long as there are a few soldiers with such superiority, I feel that I was injured on the battlefield, you have to give me priority to care for no matter what you do...
It's amazing. Employers will spread it through one pass, and soon everyone will stay away from demobilized veterans!
So... I can't blame anyone if I want to blame it. After all, the unit also has a system. If I really hire a few such fearless soldiers to come in... the leader is afraid that he can't control it!
"Look..." Zheng Jiayi said: "I'll take this military certificate... The employer will say good things to me, and what will be the priority for us heroes, and will be as soon as possible... But it's been a few months
So… Sometimes I just want to pretend that the people are working and supporting themselves…but when they see my legs…”
So the demobilized soldiers really became a soldier inside and outside...
"Are there many situations like this?" I asked.
"Many..." Zheng Jiayi nodded: "There are many of our comrades who can't find jobs..."
"Look!" Zheng Liangqiang interrupted Zheng Jiayi and said, "The battalion commander has enough troubles, why are you still talking about this matter..."
As he said that, Zheng Liangqiang turned to me and said, "Battery Commander... don't take these things to heart, just a few complaints!"
"Yes, battalion commander..." Zheng Jiayi said: "Don't worry... our comrades can't even die when facing the guns of the Vietnamese Japanese on the battlefield. Can they still starve to death at home? We have hands and feet.
of……"
Speaking of this, Zheng Jiayi was stunned. He was just talking... Many of them really couldn't say that they were both hands and feet!
I don’t know why. The more Zheng Jiayi said this, the sadder I felt... Think about the family of the martyr who was trapped in Xuzhou because of insufficient tickets. Think about the fact that he had brought many things.
A disabled comrade-in-arms who are looking for jobs everywhere with military merit certificates but cannot find them... I don’t know what it feels like!
On the other hand... the ones who benefited from the reform and opening up are self-employed, various private enterprises and various family factories... They are afraid that they will not take the money seriously now... This contrast makes us
How can soldiers who sacrifice themselves for the country be balanced?
but……
I soon thought... I am a modern person, and I have modern information. Can't I use my knowledge to seek some benefits for these demobilized soldiers?
But...how to make money?
I don’t remember what information can be made in China in this era... It is said that... people who buy stocks in this era seem to make a lot of money, but China is afraid that it has not issued stocks yet!
So……
"Chiayi!" I then asked, "I heard that now the reform and opening up... the people have started to work as self-employed people, and they all have made money... Is this true?"
"Yes!" Chiayi nodded: "So it's been rumored outside... People who build missiles are worse than those who sell tea eggs, and get that little dead salary... They really don't earn much if they don't make it!"
"Tell me what they do?" I asked. I was really not very good at this.
"This..." Chiayi replied: "There are people in all walks of life... there are people who open restaurants, some who set up billiards, some who set up street stalls or clothing stores... I heard that they are... taking clothes from the manufacturer, and then
Set up a stall or rent a store!”
"Well! Are there so many?"
"More!" Zheng Jiayi nodded: "Now the county town is full of streets, and there are clothes selling everywhere..."
"Oh!" I nodded and had an idea in my mind... I just don't know if it works, but it doesn't matter if I try it! (To be continued...)