"We've arrived! Get ready to get off the bus," the captain shouted, pulling me back from my thoughts of twenty years ago.
My name is Shen La. The Shen Yuanchao I mentioned earlier is my third uncle. He was promoted three levels in a row because of his "bravery in fighting the fires in Daxinganling" that year. He was promoted from a small squad leader to a deputy battalion level cadre. But since that time From then on, the third uncle never got promoted. He worked as a deputy battalion commander (deputy squadron leader of the armed police) for more than ten years until he returned to the local area professionally at the age of 42 and worked as the deputy director of the security department of a state-owned enterprise in the Northeast (says He is a deputy director, which is actually a section-level salary)
The third uncle has been married twice. That year he just became the deputy battalion commander, and my grandfather arranged for him a wife in his hometown. Even though the third uncle is an armed police cadre, his thinking is still old-school, and marriage is important. My grandfather made the decision. After seeing each other two or three times when he went home to visit relatives, he decided to get married.
Half a year after the marriage, when the third aunt went to visit the third uncle in the army, the car fell off the cliff, and all the forty-four people in the car were spared. The bad news came, and the third uncle was heartbroken. Although he and the third aunt were not in a free love, they had known each other for a long time. It doesn't take long either. But after all, we are still newlyweds, and no one can accept it if we just leave like this.
Later, when I became wise, my biological father and my second uncle also talked about my third aunt. In my second uncle’s words, “If the third child’s fate hadn’t been too tough, how serious would that girl Xiuzhi (my third aunt) be?” Ten years of good life.
In the blink of an eye, my third aunt has been gone for almost a year, and my energetic grandfather has begun to work hard for my third uncle to remarry. This time, my third uncle said he has nothing to do. It has only been a year since my wife left. I can't help but prepare for a second marriage, even if I tell my comrades, I will laugh.
No matter how my grandpa beat and scolded him, his third uncle refused to let go. In the end, he had no choice but to resort to his trump card.
It was the anniversary of the death of my third aunt in the new year, and my third uncle took a special leave to go back to his hometown to hold an anniversary ceremony for his deceased wife. On that day, my grandfather gathered all the three elders and four young people in the clan (my grandfather was the head of the local Shen clan, The surname Shen is a popular surname in the local area. Sixty-five percent of the people with the surname Shen in the county are famous people in the village.
As soon as Third Uncle came back from the cemetery, five or sixty people surrounded him in the yard. The elders of these clans and the main leaders of the village (the four major teams including the village chief, accountant, security director and women) The director) began to persuade and educate the third uncle like a storm.
From the story of father and son Tsunasa, it talks about the great significance of early marriage and having children for the new socialist countryside. It also talks about the happy life of widow Shen in the east of the village after she remarries.
Finally, the village chief made a concluding speech quoting classics: "To aid Korea, we buddies are all bare-butt babies who grew up together (actually the village chief is eleven years older than the third uncle. Since the third uncle was appointed deputy battalion commander, he has become the deputy battalion commander). When they met, they were just "bare-butt babies who grew up together"), neither of them were outsiders. There were some things that a brother couldn't help but say. Just look at Liu Laoliu, who runs an oil shop in our village. Someone made an appointment with him a few years ago. Sixty-six sticks and six baskets of oil. At that time, he was not married and had children and had no helpers. He could not squeeze out the sixty-six sticks and six baskets of oil. He could not earn these sixty-six sticks and six baskets of oil. A few years later, he married a wife and had children. He asked for help, and someone came to order sixty-six baskets of oil. He squeezed out this easily in less than half a month; sixty-six baskets of oil... "The village chief used to talk to the cultural team going to the countryside. I have learned Tianxiangsheng, and these few sentences are said in one breath, and they rhyme together. The tone is in the version.
Years ago, the accountant and the current village chief ran for the position of village chief, but unfortunately the accountant lost by three votes. Now the two are still fighting fiercely secretly. The accountant went to the capital in his early years, and although he didn't achieve anything famous, when he came back
He already spoke with a Beijing accent and a Beijing style. When he saw the village chief holding my third uncle’s hand and still working in vain, the accountant poked the security director next to him and sneered: "This grandson used to speak fast."
The village chief was known to have a thief's ear. When he heard the accountant mocking him, he couldn't help but became furious. He grabbed the accountant by the collar and said loudly: "My grandson, who are you scolding?" The two of them got into a fight. The security director
I became friendly with the accountant, and when I saw that he was suffering a loss, I also joined in to fight with the accountant two-on-one, and beat the village chief hard. The female director quit her job (she and the village chief had a very harmonious personal relationship...) "Ouch
!" With a sound, he jumped on the director of security, and scratched his face with his fingernails, leaving ten blood channels. People present who had a good relationship with the village chief and the accountant also joined the battle group. Suddenly, my grandfather
There were swords and soldiers everywhere in the courtyard of the house, and the shouts of killing were loud.
My grandfather saw that what was originally a good-looking "mobilization meeting to persuade educationally backward elements to get married and have children as soon as possible" was turned into a pot of porridge by these few ingredients. He was so angry that he trembled on the spot: "Stop it! Get out of here!"
The real decision maker in the village was not the nominal village chief, but my grandfather, the head of the Shen clan. The ultimate boss in the village broke out, and everyone could only leave my grandfather's house in disgrace.
After clearing the place, my grandfather began to help educate the third uncle one-on-one. I don’t know how heart-warming he was, my grandfather’s eyes turned red, and he burst into tears: "Third uncle, you are the battalion commander now, what are we, the old Shen family, doing?
Has there ever been an official as big as yours? (In the past, there was only a deputy township head during the land reform, and he was dismissed because of his work style. He also spent two years behind bars because of it. This matter made the whole county aware of it.
Until I was in elementary school, I was laughed at by my classmates and couldn't hold my head up. My poor childhood...) If you don't marry and have children in the future, I will not be able to see your grandfather until I die..."
The third uncle was the most filial person. Seeing this scene, he could only nod his head and agreed to remarry. My grandfather was overjoyed and started to arrange the third uncle's remarriage. Although the third uncle was married for the second time, he still had the status of battalion commander.
Have you ever seen such a big official? When my third uncle just asked the deputy battalion commander to go home to visit his relatives, the county armed forces minister personally accompanied him and walked around several villages before returning to my grandfather's house. Who in the local area didn't know that Mr.
The Shen family has a third son who is a battalion commander?
As soon as the news came out that my third uncle was going to remarry, all the matchmakers and prostitutes from all over the country gathered at my grandfather's house. Later, some old bachelors even complained: "That girl from that family and I all fell in love with each other.
We were about to get married, but we couldn't find a matchmaker to propose the marriage. After asking around, I found out that all the matchmakers in the county had gone to Lao Shen's house. Alas, if things were delayed, the marriage would be ruined. Otherwise, my son would be here now.
They all graduated from elementary school.”
With the experience last time, this wedding went much smoother. My grandfather chose the new third aunt for my third uncle. The third uncle just went through the motions while visiting relatives. The wedding day was quite grand.
My grandfather made a fortune. The bride’s entrance fire alone went off two million times (in the early 1990s, two million firecrackers were already very shocking).
I had already remembered it at that time, and I could still vaguely recall how the new third aunt looked when she came in. She had a tall and slender figure, with two small dimples on her face. Her big eyes were no different from those of movie stars.
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Not long after the marriage, two pieces of good news came. First, the political commissar of the Armed Police Brigade had talked to his third uncle and was planning to be promoted to a full-time battalion commander (Armed Police Squadron Leader) and to be recommended to the Armed Police Academy for further study. Good things come in pairs, and soon
Later, good news came from my hometown: my third aunt was already two months pregnant.
Compared to my third uncle, the happiest person was my grandfather. He was so happy that he couldn’t open his mouth from ear to ear after learning the news that his third uncle had a baby (I was already seven or eight years old at the time, and my second uncle’s family was also a son, but he was just a grandson.
Or granddaughter. I don’t know why the old man is so happy?) Because of this grandpa, he went to my great-grandfather’s grave and burned paper, mumbling that there was someone to take over the official seal.
Two months later, the third uncle asked for leave from the army and wanted to take the new third aunt to a large hospital in the city for a pregnancy check-up. When the long-distance bus that the third uncle was riding in came into the station (the long-distance bus at that time was very windy),
(Hurry, the driver’s salary is linked to the number of trips), I saw the new third aunt already standing in front of the platform.
Suddenly there was a "bang!" sound from underneath the car, and the third uncle felt the car veer to the right. The driver turned the steering wheel fiercely: "Damn it, hold on tight, it's a flat tire!" In panic, the driver guessed and braked wrongly.
The out-of-control car hit the platform. At that time, the new third aunt was so frightened that she forgot to dodge. The car hit the wall behind the platform.
When everyone was struggling to carry the new third aunt into the car and take her to the hospital, she was still conscious, tightly holding the third uncle's hand and shouting his name. Halfway through, the new third aunt stopped breathing, and she remained
The last words: "Yuan Korea, don't leave, I'm afraid."
The third uncle was already mad at that time. He returned to the long-distance station and beat the driver half to death. Still feeling that he could not vent his anger, he found an iron rod and smashed several cars parked in the station. The station staff
Seeing my third uncle smashing four or five cars in a row, he didn't dare to stop him. Not long after, my grandfather got the news and arrived with people from the Shen family. His old man did an even better job, setting fire to the car.
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At this time, news came from the hospital that the new third aunt was pregnant with a boy, and my grandfather spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Finally, the county magistrate, county party committee secretary and the county public security director arrived. Seeing that more and more people with the surname Shen filled the station, it took all their efforts to calm the situation down.
The result of the Public Security Bureau's decision was that my grandfather was detained for fifteen days for violating public security regulations (considering the old man's physical condition, my father took him to be punished, which actually meant going to the detention center to sign his name every day). He set fire to the long-distance station.
The murderer has not been found (no one dared to identify my grandfather), and the loss will be handled by the station itself. The station compensates the third uncle 200,000 yuan. Because the third uncle is a military armed police cadre, the local government has no power to punish. It can only report the incident to the third uncle.
The armed police garrison where it is located.
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