Chapter 252: Military Enlistment (55)

After being scolded by Lin Zheng,
The soldiers then calmed down, and went in groups of three or four to collect their weapons and equipment, preparing to go out on patrol.

However, when He Yuzhu saw them clenching their fists and the veins on their arms bulging when they left, he knew that in the next period of time, the spies they caught would definitely be beaten up.
Anyway, when catching spies, we will definitely use force, as long as we don't kill them.

After looking at the comrades who were leaving, He Yuzhu turned to look at Lin Zheng and said,

"Brother Lin, I need some more bullets and grenades. We fought too much last night."

"Okay, come with me."

Lin Zheng approved the note, and He Yuzhu found Wang Defa to replenish bullets and grenades, and then drove the truck to continue delivering supplies to various state-owned stores and grain stations in Nanluoguxiang.

After half a morning of fermentation,

What happened last night has spread throughout the Shichahai area.

While driving to deliver supplies, neighbors he knew would greet He Yuzhu from time to time and talk about how he killed a spy.

He Yuzhu took the news lightly.
In addition to the weapons he carried, the patrol teams on the road who were eager to find the spies and were ready to teach them a lesson also gave He Yuzhu a lot of confidence.

Coupled with yesterday's disastrous defeat, those rats have not dared to show their heads in recent times.

As Yu Minxiong and other comrades from various departments in Peiping who were approved by their superiors to go to the front gathered and left,

There was a wave of enthusiasm for joining the army in Beijing.

Many young workers from factories, students from high schools and universities, and even farmers in rural areas applied to the trade unions, schools, and village committees to join the army and fight.

Even some radical people in the city have taken to the streets holding banners.

Petition the State Council to join the army and go to the front line to fight the foreign devils.

That afternoon, when He Yuzhu drove his truck back to the branch, he saw comrades asking the few literate comrades in the bureau to help them write a petition.

As soon as He Yuzhu walked into the gate, several comrades surrounded him.

"Pillar!
Please help us write a letter of application for war.

There are too many people at Dapeng and Lin Bureau's place, and we can't even squeeze in. It's just right that you're back, so please help us write it."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu looked towards several offices and found that the entrances to several offices were crowded with people, surrounded by soldiers.
So he smiled and nodded in agreement.
“Okay, I’ll help you write it.

But first I have to make it clear that I can't write many letters, and I have to go home and cook dinner later."

"Cheng Zhuzi, we all know that you have important things to do when you return. Please write as much as you can. Once you finish, we will submit it as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be rejected again."

He Yuzhu picked up a pen and paper and began to write, asking his comrades what they wanted while chatting with them.

Then I heard a comrade ask,
"By the way, Zhuzi, all the young workers and students in Peking are now enthusiastically signing up to join the army. When will you sign up?
I remember the leader seemed to have told you to join the army."

"Yes, yes, Zhuzi, I remember this too. When are you going to sign up?"

When they asked this, He Yuzhu stopped writing and raised his head and said,
"It's still too early. I will only be 3 in March next year, so I won't be able to register until April or May next year.

You guys go to the front line and wait for me, I will definitely be there soon."

When the comrades heard He Yuzhu say that he would have to wait until April or May next year to sign up for the army, they thought it was true. Given his current situation, he couldn't change his age even if he wanted to. When He Yuzhu stopped writing, someone urged him,

"Zhu Zi, let's talk, but don't stop writing. Time is limited, so hurry up and write."

"Yes, yes, yes, pillar,

You can talk, but you can't stop writing.

You are truly qualified to go to the front line, but we still have to wait for approval from our superiors and cannot fall behind others."

Hearing how excited they were, He Yuzhu smiled.

Then he lowered his head and continued writing.

After helping the comrades write the application, He Yuzhu looked at the time in his space and saw that it was already 6:.
So he hurried back to the courtyard.
As soon as I walked into the main room in the middle courtyard, I saw Li Qingshan and He Yushui kneading dough in the room. It seemed that they were preparing to steam steamed buns and steamed corn bread, so I smiled and asked,

"Hey, are you busy?"

Seeing He Yuzhu coming back, He Yushui immediately shouted in surprise,
"Brother, you're back. Brother Qingshan and I are cooking.

Do you think we are awesome?"

"Great, great, the rain and the green mountains are great, so I'll just wait and eat the ready-made food tonight."

As He Yuzhu spoke, he picked up the small clay pot next to the stove, picked up some millet, and started to cook millet porridge.
He Daqing bought these millets for He Jianguo after he was weaned.

It is also said in the "Supplement to Compendium of Materia Medica" that millet oil is the ginseng soup of the common people. It can strengthen the hair pores and make people fatter. If a dark and thin person eats it, he will become fat and white in 100 days. Its function of nourishing yin is better than that of cooked rehmannia.

It can be regarded as the simplest medicinal food.

He Jianguo has been weaned for less than half a year, and is now much stronger than Yan Jiefang, who was born several months earlier.

This reminded He Yuzhu of the later incident of toxic milk powder, when many people on the Internet said that if children did not eat milk powder, they did not know what else they could eat.
Obviously, modern people who are impetuous and materialistic have forgotten or even looked down upon the wisdom of their ancestors.

They also forgot that they themselves had gone through the same experience.

When He Yushui and Li Qingshan heard He Yuzhu say that he wanted to eat the food they cooked, they both nodded heavily and started to prepare even harder.

"Just wait and see, brother. Yu Shui and I can definitely do it."

"That's right bro, we can definitely do it."

Looking at the serious expressions on the two little guys' faces, He Yuzhu, who had already cooked the millet porridge, just watched from the side, giving them pointers from time to time, but did not interfere too much.

Help He Yushui and Li Qingshan to steam the steamed buns and cornbreads in the steamer.
Then I heard the commotion in the yard again.
"Yan Bugui, do you want our Jia family to be extinct or something?
Dongxu is the only child in our family, and you actually asked him to sign up to join the army and go to the front line to fight. Why the hell didn't you let your own Yan Jiecheng go?"

"Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, I really didn't mean that. I was just asking casually, just asking casually."

Hearing the shouting coming from the yard,
He Yuzhu tidied up the two little guys a little, then took a stool and sat at the door, lifted the door curtain, stuck his head out and started watching the show.

Seeing their brother's actions, He Yushui and Li Qingshan followed suit and sat on the other side of the gate.
Then he stuck his head out and saw Jia Zhang and Yan Bugui arguing in the yard.

(End of this chapter)