GBP Chapter 339: Merit Monument
Chapter 339: Merit Monument
The driver drove the car, carrying Jiang Defu, An Jie and Wang Yanfeng, all the way to Jiang Defu's hometown.
Outside the car window, the familiar yet unfamiliar countryside scenery slowly unfolded like a painting, and Jiang Defu's eyes were full of emotion and expectation.
The car slowly drove into the village. A figure was already standing at the entrance of the village. It was the village chief.
He looked forward to it, his eyes fixed on the approaching car.
After the car stopped steadily, Jiang Defu, An Jie and Wang Yanfeng got out of the car one after another.
Wang Yanfeng was all smiles as she enthusiastically introduced Jiang Defu and An Jie, "Uncle, aunt, this is our village chief."
The village chief smiled widely, stepped forward, held Jiang Defu's hands tightly with both hands, and said excitedly: "Commander Jiang, you are finally back! All of us in the village are looking forward to your return!"
Jiang Defu quickly responded: "Village head, you are too polite. I just want to take some time to go back home, visit the old place, and sweep the graves of my parents."
The village chief patted his chest and assured: "Commander Jiang, don't worry, the village arranges special people to clean and maintain your parents' tomb every year, without any ambiguity."
Jiang Defu nodded slightly: "Thank you for the trouble of the village. This is all troublesome."
“This is what should be done”
Jiang Defu looked around and saw that the roads in the village were smooth and new houses were scattered in an orderly manner.
It was completely different from the shabby village in my memory. I couldn't help but sigh: "I see that our village is much richer than other villages. Every household has built a new house."
The village chief smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits, and said: "This is all thanks to Commander Jiang and your family! Most of the young and middle-aged people in the village have been arranged to work in Qingdao thanks to your care.
They made money in the city, and after returning home, they renovated their houses and their lives became more and more prosperous. "
The village chief knew that Jiang Weimin had specially arranged good jobs for his two sons. Now they both had houses in the city, and one of them even married a city woman.
For the village chief, the Jiang family is the noble family that changed the fate of their family. As long as they maintain this relationship well, their children's future life will be guaranteed.
Jiang Defu asked with concern: "Young people have gone to work in the city, so what about the farm work?"
The village chief quickly explained: "Commander Jiang, don't worry about it. The old man at home is still strong and can do the work.
If we are really too busy, we can hire people from other villages to help us so that we can keep the farming season going."
Jiang Defu felt relieved after hearing this: "That's good."
The village chief then said excitedly: "Commander Jiang, let me tell you, now girls from other villages are eager to marry into our village, hoping that they can work in the city after they marry."
Although there is a great demand for jobs in Qingdao now, most of them require academic qualifications.
Rural areas are responsible for grain production, and unless there are special circumstances, people are generally not recruited from rural areas.
However, it is relatively easier for rural people with education to find jobs in the city.
In addition, the whole Shandong Province knew that Qingdao had a large demand for labor, so a large number of educated youth were arranged to Qingdao, so Qingdao is not too short of people now.
"Commander Jiang, I will take you to visit the graves first, and then we can take a good walk around the village. After that, we will go to dinner. I have arranged everything."
Jiang Defu and An Jie came to their parents' cemetery and saw that the tombstone was clean and the surrounding grass and trees were neatly trimmed. It was obvious that it had been carefully maintained.
The two of them cleaned the cemetery carefully, then paid homage to their parents, and the village chief took them around the village.
As they walked, the village chief brought them to a monument and proudly introduced
"Commander Jiang, this is a monument that our village specially erected for you. The monument contains your true deeds during the Anti-Japanese War. You are the pride of our village!"
Jiang Defu looked at the stone tablet. The words on it seemed to bring him back to the war-torn years. He was deeply moved and said repeatedly, "Good, good, good!"
An Jie also carefully looked at the stone tablet engraved with Jiang Defu's achievements! I feel that the people in Shixia Village are really nice, and they are completely different from the country people I know.
Afterwards, the village chief led them to a school.
"Commander Jiang, this school was built with funds donated by President Jiang."
Jiang Defu looked up and saw the school name "Shixia Village Primary School" in vigorous and powerful characters. He recognized it as Jiang Weimin's handwriting at a glance.
"Wei Min is right. Only by studying hard can you get a good job! Only by studying hard can you build the country better!"
"Commander Jiang, you are absolutely right. Only by studying can we get a better job!" The village chief also said with emotion
Jiang Weimin arranges jobs for people based on their academic qualifications. The higher the academic qualifications, the better the position. Of course, the village head's family still has to be taken care of.
Jiang Defu was then led into the school by the village chief. After entering the school gate, there was a large stone with four characters engraved on it: "Study hard".
Jiang Defu felt that the signature looked familiar at first glance, and after looking carefully, he discovered that it was his own name.
Only then did I realize that these four words were written by myself.
Jiang Defu then remembered that Jiang Weimin had asked him to write something before, but he didn't expect it to be used here.
Looking at the school in front of him, Jiang Defu was filled with satisfaction. He had raised his son well!
After sweeping the graves and touring the village, the village chief smiled and clapped his hands, raising his voice and saying, "Fellow villagers, get busy and prepare for dinner!"
Suddenly, the open space in the village was bustling with activity. The villagers started to move, some setting up tables, some serving dishes.
The tables were filled with sumptuous farm dishes, the aroma filling the air and making people drool.
Jiang Defu turned to look at the driver, Xiao Li, and ordered: "Xiao Li, go get the box of Moutai in the car. I'm back home today, and I'm very happy. I have to have a good drink with the village chief and the villagers!"
Jiang Weimin had specifically asked him to bring this wine. In Jiang Weimin's opinion, his father's return to his hometown must be in a grand and glorious manner, showing the style of returning home in glory.
When the village chief heard this, his eyes widened with surprise and astonishment, he said, "Oh, Moutai! Commander Jiang, I am really indebted to you. I have never tasted Moutai in my life!"
Jiang Defu smiled and waved his hand: "Village head, you're welcome. Although we don't have much wine, let's share it among us and have a taste of this Moutai wine. Let's have fun together!"
The village chief was so moved that his eyes were red, and his voice trembled slightly: "Commander Jiang, on behalf of Shixia Village, I sincerely thank you!"
"Oh, by the way, village chief, I remember there was a guy called Six Fingers and another called Stick when we were little. Are they here? They were the best friends when we were little."
The village chief's expression suddenly became a little lonely, and he sighed and said, "Six Fingers left a long time ago, but the stick is still here, and life is still pretty good."
"Where's the stick?"
The village chief stood up, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted to the crowd: "Stick, come here!"
I saw an old man slowly walking out of the crowd. He had a hunched body, gray hair, and his face was full of traces of time.
Jiang Defu stared at the old man closely, examining him carefully for a long time. The appearance in his memory gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.
Only then did he confirm that the old man in front of him was his childhood playmate, Gunzi.
As the stick came closer, Jiang Defu quickly stood up. The two looked at each other. For a moment, thousands of words came to their minds, but they didn't know where to start.
After a long while, Jiang Defu reached out his hand, patted Gunzi's shoulder heavily, and said, "Old friend, I'm glad to see you again!"
Gunzi's voice trembled with excitement: "Yes, Commander Jiang, I haven't seen you for so many years."
The two of them chatted with each other.
Then, Jiang Defu took the stick and sat down, raised his glass, and then stood up, facing the crowd, and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, thank you for your hospitality today. I toast to everyone."
The villagers responded one after another, and the atmosphere on the scene was instantly pushed to a climax.
As the wine got hot and heavy, Jiang Defu and the villagers played a finger-guessing game. "Five winners! Six six six!"
Jiang Defu's voice was loud and clear, with a happy smile on his face.
At this time, Shixia Village was filled with laughter and was extremely lively.