Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The next day, early in the morning.

He Daqing put on a neat military uniform and strode out of the door with his head held high.

Although he had changed his swagger and ruffian attitude, he still looked down on others and never looked them in the eye, just like before.

The sparsely populated streets became visibly lively.

A square bus with white and red stripes slowly drove over. It was an Ikarus 30 bus imported from Hungary.

Looking through the window of the bus, the bus was packed with people like sardines.

He Daqing immediately gave up his plan to take the bus.

He raised his hand and hailed a rickshaw.

My space is full of cattle and sheep, chickens and ducks everywhere, and you want me to squeeze into the bus? What a joke.

He took out seven eggs and handed them to the rickshaw driver.

"Go to the Military Control Commission."

The rickshaw driver nodded and took the eggs with a happy face.

Nowadays, you can pay for anything with food, even if you go to a brothel to play with women. It works better than money.

The driver gave He Daqing a thumbs up.

"Military, the situation is very dignified and particular.

Sit tight.

Let’s drive~”

At No. 1 Chang'an Avenue in the west of the old city, there is a large courtyard with high walls.

On the right side of the archway of the courtyard, it is written "Sijiucheng People's Government", and on the left side it is written "People's Military Committee".

He Daqing got off the tricycle and saluted the sentry standing upright in front of the Military Control Commission.

After showing his ID, the guard was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the military service certificate carefully, then looked at He Daqing carefully.

"You, you are a combat hero, Comrade He Daqing?

Come quickly, come quickly, he is He Daqing..."

Except for the sentry on duty, other soldiers on duty immediately surrounded them.

He Daqing had never been treated so warmly before and didn't know how to deal with it.

But, this feeling doesn't seem bad.

"Haha, sir, I am He Daqing.

The He Daqing who killed Lieutenant General Walker and the He Daqing who captured three division commanders alive.

Yes, that’s me.

By the way, how do you know me?"

The little soldiers replied in a flurry of comments:

"Newspaper. I've seen you in the newspaper."

"We have held a conference and we need to learn from Comrade He Daqing."

"Yes, yes, yes, Comrade He Daqing drank snow water, ate fried noodles, and defeated the American young soldiers..."

He Daqing felt a little flattered by the praise, his old face turned red, and he was about to say something humble.

came a voice.

"What?

Is there any discipline at all when standing guard?

How does your squad leader lead his soldiers? "

A middle-aged officer strode over with his head held high.

The soldiers immediately lined up in a row, and the squad leader saluted the middle-aged officer.

"The battalion commander is He Daqing. He is He Daqing."

The battalion commander was stunned for a moment, then burst into a hearty smile.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed He Daqing and gave him a hard squeeze.

"Haha, Comrade He Daqing, I didn't expect to see you here.

Come on, I'll take you inside, tell me what you want to do..."

He Daqing also laughed.

"Haha, Comrade Battalion Commander, thank you for your help."

"Call me Lao Zhang, just call me Lao Zhang, come on in, I'll take you to see our director.

The director would be very happy to see you..."

The director of the Military Control Commission is a cadre at the level of a military commander, and also serves as the mayor of the city of Sijiu.

When He Daqing met Director Nie, he naturally didn't dare to make a sound and was extremely well behaved.

What Mr. He, what old-fashioned mentality, those are absolutely not allowed.

Just like the commander of the general headquarters at the time, Director Nie patted He Daqing on the shoulder and gave him some encouragement.

Even after Director Nie walked away, He Daqing was still confused, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Captain Zhang patted He Daqing on the shoulder cheerfully.

"Captain He, are you shocked by Director Nie's aura?

Haha, our Director Nie fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses."

He Daqing nodded in approval.

"Of course not. It's just like the commander in the Korean battlefield."

“Have you met the Commander?

Haha, I almost forgot that you are a special hero.

Come on, I'll take you to go through the transfer procedures."

On the way, He Daqing even saw his own portrait with the words "Learn from Comrade He Daqing" written on the side.

The walls are covered with the glorious deeds of the combat heroes on the Korean battlefield.

Unfortunately, most heroes died gloriously.

I completely relied on cheating the system, so it doesn't count. They are the real heroes.

It took He Daqing a while to calm down.

With Captain Zhang leading the way, He Daqing's transfer to civilian life was quickly completed.

Before leaving, He Daqing stuffed a pack of cigarettes into Captain Zhang's hand.

"Lao Zhang, I'm really sorry to bother you today.

These are the cigarettes I seized from the Yankees. You can have them and smoke them."

Captain Zhang quickly waved his hands, saying that he was doing this purely for the sake of the combat hero, not for the cigarette.

"This, can't be done, can't be done."

He Daqing stuffed the cigarette into his hand.

"What? You look down on me, He Daqing, and you don't even smoke."

Seeing He Daqing's tough attitude, Captain Zhang softened.

“Well, I’ll just take a few.

This thing is rare in the world."

He Daqing took out several more bags from his shoulder bag and showed them to Captain Zhang.

"Well, take it, take it.

I seized several truckloads of this stuff, and my superiors gave me a large box as a reward."

Only then did Captain Zhang feel relieved.

"Haha, then, I'll take it..."

After hailing a tricycle, He Daqing rushed to the street government without stopping.

The street government changed its name to street office, and its functions are similar to the original ones.

When the director of the subdistrict office met He Daqing, his face was full of smiles.

He Daqing was a combat hero who came from the street under his jurisdiction, which really brought him a lot of face.

Things are unpredictable. Among the four beasts in the east of the city, only the old pig had a better ending and is now living a humble life.

Monkey and Ergou are now doing forced labor by carrying manure on the farm.

I never expected that He Dalu and He Daqing would have such good fortune.

Director Bai held He Daqing's hand and shook it enthusiastically.

"Captain He, I have long heard of your great name.

Today, I am fortunate to have a glimpse of Captain He’s demeanor. I am very fortunate. "

He Daqing responded cheerfully, not at all nervous.

"Haha, Director Bai, you're too kind.

We are old neighbors, so let's not be so polite.

I am here for demobilization and resettlement. I am not worthy of being called battalion commander. Just call me Lao He."

The two chatted for a while and then got down to business.

"Comrade He, according to the regulations on demobilization and resettlement, soldiers who have won first-class merit can choose their own resettlement units.

Why did you choose our street? There aren't many good resettlement units in our area."

"Director Bai, I want to transfer back to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Hey, you don't need to persuade me, I have thought it through.

The steel rolling mill is pretty good, less work and close to home.

Besides, my wife just gave birth to a big fat boy, so I’m too lazy to move...”

He Daqing knew everything very well. The Red Star Steel Mill was about to enter its peak of expansion.

If we go in now and wait for the Soviet aid machinery to arrive, the steel rolling mill with less than a thousand people will be able to immediately have five thousand people.

By then, my status will definitely rise.