We all lie flat, you roll into a major general?

As a result, you resigned and quit, and you want to go to the army?

See if I don't beat you to death, bastard!

Thinking about that scene, Chen Ming couldn't help but get chills down his back.

But it still has to be faced.

He hesitated for a moment, and silently sent a sentence to his mother: "Mom, I'm going home today!".

Chapter 6 This young man is as smart as a monkey! (add one more)

After sending this message, Chen Ming felt a little uneasy.

According to past practice, his holidays are spent working overtime.

If you don't go home for the National Day, you have to wait until the Chinese New Year to go back.

Come home on a day like today.

Mom probably thought there was something wrong with her work, right?

Chen Ming remembered a piece of news that he had read before.

A young man has never found a new job after quitting his job, keeping it from his family.

Leaving early and returning late, pretending to go to work for as long as a year.

Think about yourself too.

If my mother asks, she can say with relief that the problem is not a big one, it's just resignation.

Chen Ming thought for a moment, but the expected question did not come as expected.

Seeing that there is no new message in the chat box for a long time, and there is no "typing in progress".

He can probably guess that mom is playing mahjong again.

Parents are not pedantic people, they can even be said to be enlightened.

But going from a bright post to an unknown military camp definitely did not meet their expectations.

How to persuade them is still a problem.

Chen Ming looked at the rows of low-rise buildings passing by outside the window, and gradually lost his mind.

Remembering that there were still nearly four hours to go, I simply put on my headphones.

Open the playlist that you often listen to on your mobile phone, and click to play randomly, so as to pass the boring time during the journey.

Most of his playlists are ancient songs.

This is when Penguin was at work, in order to fit the world view of martial arts games, he forced himself to add a romantic and chivalrous background melody.

Listening to familiar songs, but at this moment has left this land, embarked on the return journey.

Thinking of the next step, Chen Ming added a few military songs to the playlist.

Leaning on the back of the chair, I feel extremely relaxed.

This kind of comfortable mood cannot be experienced in a workplace with invisible pressure.

unconsciously.

The scenery outside the window has changed into hills, rows of straight eucalyptus, like pacesetters standing guard.

Chen Ming's hometown is in Guangxi Province.

It is also in the west of Guangdong Province, not far away.

It takes less than four hours by express train.

He still remembered that the green leather trains used to take him home from college, and the whole carriage was full of noise.

These days, it's basically fast trains.

The slow green leather train has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

"Hello, passengers! The stop ahead is..."

The voice broadcast in advance interrupted Chen Ming's thoughts.

The train is about to enter the station, and many passengers have already started to get up and carry their luggage.

Chen Ming took off his earphones, looked at the stop sign with his hometown's name outside the window, and smiled slightly.

I'm back... I'm home.

This time when he went home, no one would come to pick him up.

Because he didn't tell mom until he got in the car.

Moreover, the distance between my home and the county seat is far away, so I have to transfer several times.

Go home alone, and save trouble.

When Chen Ming left Pengcheng, it was a temporary farewell. He brought almost all of his business in Pengcheng back.

Two full suitcases.

After the train arrived at the station, he was holding one in each hand, and had just come out of the train station.

Immediately a bunch of people came up and asked questions in half-baked Mandarin.

"Where is handsome guy going?"

"The carpool is short of the last one, let's go now!"

"22 ten! Only twenty!"

Chen Ming turned a deaf ear and walked past the noisy crowd.

When I came to the square, I saw a motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

A master who was closest to Momo's eyes drifted, looking at Chen Ming who was carrying two large suitcases.

The two quickly communicated silently and reached an agreement.

Chen Ming asked familiarly in his native dialect.

"Master, how much did you pay for the ancient stage?"

Mo's master is a middle-aged uncle with an optimistic look, he was taken aback when he heard this.

The distance from the railway station to the ancient theater is only one kilometer, and most people don't need a motorcycle.

After looking at Chen Ming's luggage, he understood.

Mo's master opened his mouth: "Young man, you see that you have so much luggage, isn't it heavy? It's not easy to go home. Let me charge you five yuan."

"Five yuan? The ancient stage is not far in front, it's much more expensive than before..." Chen Ming frowned.

"Hey, that's the starting price."

"How about going to the Temple of the Three Kings?"

"Well... seven yuan." Master Mo calculated the distance in his heart.

"Oh, I'm going to the East Bus Station, nine yuan, right?"

Mo's master glanced at Chen Ming, and was stunned for a while again. This kid looks so young, why does he look like an old fritter.

"Ten yuan, no less."

"Nine yuan and five, master, it is convenient for you to solicit customers over there."

"I said ten yuan is ten yuan, and you don't even look at how much luggage you have!"

After Chen Ming and Mo's master haggled over the price.

A deal was successfully concluded at the price of ten yuan to send to the bus terminal.

Chen Ming dragged two suitcases and sat on the back seat of the master's motorcycle across his legs.

With a "creak", the entire motorcycle seemed to sink.

Then, Chen Ming shouted with a dialect accent: "Master, you can go!"

"Hey-"

The master twisted the accelerator suddenly, and led him to the road.

Chen Ming turned his head left and right, looking at the familiar scenery passing by on both sides of the road.

I can't help but think back to when I was in college, whenever I set off to school or returned home, I would pass by the train station.

At that time, bargaining with the motorcycle master at the gate of the train station became one of the great pleasures.

After all, their city is also full of tourism.

Some hawkers and drivers who pull people and carry passengers like to slaughter tourists who come from other places.

If you are a foreigner, you have to be charged at least [-] from the train station to the bus station.

Some black-hearted people directly quoted the price of [-].

Fortunately, Chen Ming is a local, and he communicates in dialect, so the other party will not rip off customers.

With some haggling, it was possible to successfully cut ten yuan.

It took 10 minutes on the way to arrive at the curb in front of the passenger station.

Chen Ming moved the suitcase directly from the pedal to the ground, got out of the car easily, and started looking through his wallet.

From the wallet, he took out a crumpled five-dollar sheet and three one-dollar sheets.

They folded them together and handed them to Mo's master, and then said: "Uncle, I only have eight yuan in change. It's not easy for us young people to work outside. Ten yuan is a bit high to send to the station, and you can earn eight yuan!"

Hey, you are as smart as a monkey.

Master Mo's face darkened, he clenched the banknotes in his hand, and was about to say something when he saw Chen Ming turning around and leaving with his luggage.

Chen Ming walked into the station and bought a bus ticket to go home.

Now the shuttle buses in the county are all dilapidated and old, and they haven't changed in more than ten years.

Departing from Pengcheng at noon, the last journey took more than an hour.

By the time we arrived, it was almost dusk.

Trains, motorcycles, buses... At least I changed the means of transportation three times.

To reach the entrance of the village, you have to walk a section of dirt road.

Finally, Chen Ming and the two suitcases arrived at the entrance of Rongshui Village.

Looking at the old road along the entrance of the village, a clean concrete road has been paved now.

Every household in the village also built small reinforced concrete buildings.

Except for the large tracts of fields, this is not much different from the town.

Chen Ming sighed in his heart, the motherland is getting stronger and stronger, and the construction of the new countryside is getting better and better.

At the same time, he was still a little apprehensive.

I am the only college student from a prestigious school in the village.

If you resign from a good job, you will go to the army.

This wave definitely caused a sensation in the whole village.

Chapter 7 The golden phoenix of the Chen family, a role model for the whole village!

Getting admitted to a prestigious school is a major event for the lintel of glory.

In the end, like Zhang's second child who didn't get into college, she chose to join the army?

What would the villagers think of him and his family?

But the matter has come to this point, Chen Ming can only bite the bullet and face it.

Dragging the suitcase home from the village entrance, the wheels of the suitcase rattled on the concrete road.

The fields on both sides reflect the golden brilliance of the sunset, and now the crops are no longer dominated by rice.