Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 9: This kid, I knew he was capable since he was young
Seeing Chen Mo standing at the gate, a familiar middle-aged man in the crowd put down his chopsticks, raised his hand and called out loudly: "Xiao Mo, hurry up."

"The city leader is here and wants to visit our house. Ask your father to come out and meet him quickly."

Chen Mo Mo didn't quite understand which village elder was speaking. He took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "My parents aren't home. Hello, leader."

Meet an old acquaintance from the previous life.

Chen Mo didn't have the reserved look of a country boy seeing a stranger. Instead, he straightened up and said in a loud voice, "Welcome, leader. It's cold outside. Let's go in."

Look at the young man in front of me, he took the initiative to greet me, and his words and deeds showed a sense of calmness and experience.

The Political Commissar of the People's Armed Forces Department, Dong Guoqiang, and the Minister, Cao Deming, looked at each other, based on their many years of experience in dealing with and offering condolences to various families.

Combined with the way the villagers addressed the young man in front of them just now, the two of them had guessed that this should be the high school student they were going to meet.

"Is this Comrade Chen Mo's home?" Political Commissar Dong spoke first. His words were kind and there was a warm smile on his face.

"Leader, I am Chen Mo."

As Chen Mo spoke, he pushed the door open completely.

The villagers following behind were all nearby neighbors. They walked into the house together with their bowls in their hands without any hesitation.

Suddenly, a group of people came into the house. Chen Jing, who was lighting a fire in the kitchen, walked out timidly, with dust on her face and her little hands twisted together.

She looked at her brother eagerly, wanting to go forward but not daring to.

Seeing this, Chen Mo took a few quick steps and picked up the little girl. Before he could walk into the main room, the neighbor aunt who had just come to inform him reached out and took Chen Jing in.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Mo, I'll watch over Jingjing and help you light the fire."

"Hurry up and take the guests inside to sit down. Remember to boil some water for them to drink."

"I understand, auntie. Thank you."

"Why would you harm your child? Why would you be so strange to me?"

The aunt carried the little girl into the kitchen, and Chen Mo hurried to the main room, turned on the lights, and pulled out all the stools inside and outside the room.

"Leader, please sit down. I'll go get some water."

"Uncle, aunt, you guys sit down too."

"Just focus on your own things and don't bother with us."

Some of the villagers who loved to join in the fun stood in the yard and didn't come in, muttering to each other.

Some simply squatted at the door with their bowls in hand, ready to see what these leaders were doing at Old Chen's house.

As for Dong Guoqiang and Cao Deming, they put all the gifts in their hands in a corner, looked up at the furnishings in the room, and nodded slightly.

Chen Mo's family situation was similar to what they knew. His conditions were very ordinary and there were few decent pieces of furniture in the house, but it was very clean.

Apart from a slight stale and musty smell, the room was not dirty or messy. After looking around, the two of them saw Chen Mo holding a porcelain jar and cup, preparing to wash them.

Political Commissar Dong called out to him, "Chen Mo, please stop working."

"Come, sit down for a while."

Hearing this, Chen Mo did not insist any more. He put the ceramic jar in his hand on the table and sat down properly.

Lao Cao didn't intend to speak, but just sat there thoughtfully.

Dong Guoqiang carefully observed Chen Mo for a few seconds before he tentatively said, "Chen Mo, we're here today mainly to offer condolences to families of military-age children."

"Don't be nervous, let's just talk about what's going on."

"I see you're in your third year of high school this year. Have you ever thought about joining the army?"

"Have."

Chen Mo nodded affirmatively when he heard this: "Leader, I have always had a dream, which is to join the army."

"This summer, when the Yangtze River dam collapsed, I saw on TV soldiers in military uniforms, just like you, rushing into the floodwaters and using their bodies to stop the raging water. This deeply moved me."

"I like soldiers, I like their bravery, and I like their determination. I hope to be like them."

"Leader, please allow me to join the army. Once I'm in the army, I will never bring shame to our Fu County, nor will I dishonor the iron will of the soldiers."

Chen Mo's voice was resounding and powerful, but his words stunned both the political commissar who was questioning him and Lao Cao who was standing beside him.

Not a shock, but a surprise.

Damn it, the purpose of these two people coming here was just to find out whether the letter was written by Chen Mo, but there was no plan to let this kid take up a place in the army.

Suddenly bringing up the flood relief issue and requesting that he be allowed to join the army, it seemed as if I was blocking his way to join the army.

Dong Guoqiang was so choked that he didn't know how to respond for a while. As for the villagers who were watching the excitement outside, they stared at Chen Mo with wide eyes.

A country boy can talk freely in front of his leader, leaving him speechless.

For the elders who have watched Chen Mo grow up, this is a big shock.

"This Xuejun family's child is really amazing. He looks like a capable person."

A middle-aged man who was squatting at the door drinking soup said with emotion.

"Well, since I was little, I've been watching Xuejun's little Moxing. He's sure to be a successful person when he grows up. Unlike that rascal in my family, who's no more than two years younger than Xiaomo, he doesn't even bother running home for meals. Now I don't know where he's going crazy."

An aunt also began to comment.

Just as the crowd was discussing, Chen Xuejun and Liu Fenglan came into the house one after another at the gate.

Looking at the door of his house, he saw a group of villagers gathered in a black mass, at least twenty or thirty of them.

Chen Xuejun was shocked. At first glance, he thought something had happened at home.

He parked his bicycle casually and wanted to rush into the house quickly. Maybe the aunt who was burning the fire heard the noise.

He came out of the kitchen holding Chen Jing, and as soon as they saw each other, he yelled, "Hey, Fenglan, Xuejun, what have you two been doing?"

"Hurry up and check inside. A high-ranking official from the county in military uniform has come to your house. They've brought two barrels of oil from the town to your house. I see there's also pork and other things."

"You have to treat him well. I heard that you are looking for your boss."

Hearing that nothing had happened, Chen Xuejun felt a little relieved, but then he learned that it was a leader from the county.

This father, who had been honest all his life, couldn't help but start to get nervous, mainly because usually no leaders came to their house, and the most likely person to come was the village chief.

"Xuejun, what are you standing there for? Come inside quickly, your Xiaomo has made it big."

Some villagers who were watching the fun also noticed Chen Xuejun and urged him to go into the house to take a look.

At this time, Political Commissar Dong in the room also adjusted his thoughts and asked again: "Chen Mo, wanting to join the army and aspiring to join the army are both good things."

"When did you first start thinking about joining the army?"

"Or, how much do you know about the troops?"

Dong Guoqiang's words were still tentative, but he hadn't waited for Chen Mo to respond.

Chen Xuejun and Liu Fenglan walked into the main room looking awkward.

Chen Xuejun, who had rarely interacted with the leader, nervously rubbed his hands on his clothes before walking over and extending his hand: "Hello, leader. You have worked hard. Have you eaten?"

Without waiting for the two to respond, Chen Xuejun turned around and said, "Fenglan, hurry up and cook some more eggs."

"Hey, okay!!"

Liu Fenglan did not dare to delay and ran quickly to the kitchen.

"No need, fellow. We've already eaten."

"Two leaders, this is my dad." Chen Mo took the initiative to stand up and introduce.

Seeing that they couldn't stop him, Dong Guoqiang and Cao Deming quickly stood up and shook hands with Chen Xuejun.

"Haha, Brother Chen, your family has raised an amazing child."

Political Commissar Dong is in charge of political and ideological work, so he can praise people without hesitation.

But hearing these words from a senior leader was a great comfort to Chen Xuejun.

At this moment, the old father's back straightened up involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)