This village can't be compared with the village we passed just now. The houses are built in a mess, and the main road can't be seen. There are only two brick houses in a village, so it's not as good as the first village.
Find the right direction and move on. It¡¯s already past 10 am. I don¡¯t know if I can get to the post office at 11 am.
After walking out of the village, Zhang Hongmei thought, these three villages are not far from the ground, so why is there such a big gap? The wealthiest village should not be or not be entirely due to the credit of the current cadres. The previous or previous generations of village cadres were quite courageous and far-sighted.
But I still like my own village, Liujiatun. There are mountains and rivers. In disaster years, the food will be much better than other plains. Even in normal years, the non-staple food is better than other villages.
Faintly seeing a two-story building in front, I guess it is the county seat. Finally, it is almost eleven o'clock, and I hope the post office will not get off work until twelve o'clock, so Zhang Hongmei can't help speeding up. Looking at the increasing number of houses on both sides of the road, the county is still relatively developed, that is, compared with the villages she passed by, in Zhang Hongmei's eyes, it is backward and can no longer be backward.
Finally arrived at the door of the post office, but fortunately it was not closed. "Comrade, I want to make a call."
"Why did you just come here now? We are about to get off work. You can come back at two o'clock in the afternoon." The staff member replied bluntly.
"Comrade, it's convenient for you. I'm Zhang Hongmei from Liujiatun. I just arrived in the county. The army called and said that my parents had died. I just wanted to call and ask about the situation."
The lesbian who had a bad tone just now softened her tone, "Okay, it's too late, here's the number, and I'll call it for you."
"Thank you very much." Zhang Hongmei handed over the note and waited for the call to connect.
"Hello, is this the xxx army? Yes, we are from FS County. Please help me get through to the 3rd Battalion Commander. Hello, I am a staff member of the post office in FS County. A child named Zhang Hongmei is looking for Battalion Commander Zhao .¡± The staff handed the microphone to Zhang Hongmei to signal for her to speak.
"Hello, is this the commander of the 3rd Battalion? I am the daughter of Zhang Aiguo and Cui Lin. I want to know about the sacrifice of my parents."
About ten minutes later, Zhang Hongmei handed over the microphone to the staff, feeling very heavy in her heart, and pulled herself together, "Thank you, comrade, how much is the total?"
"You can just give three and five yuan. Don't be sad, little girl. People can't be resurrected after death. You should be proud of them. They died with honor. They sacrificed to defend their homes and the country. The people of the whole country will never forget them." .¡±
"Thank you for your kind aunt. It's three yuan and five, and I'm proud of them. You should get off work too, I want to go back." Zhang Hongmei turned her head and walked out of the post office. Walk aimlessly on the street. My heart is in a mess. Battalion Commander Zhao told her that there was an armed conflict on the border. At that time, both parents were fighting, but the enemy detonated the explosives that had been buried in advance, and there were only 5 soldiers left in a company. He also said that the parents were cremated and the ashes were sent back to their hometown because of the long journey and there was no way to send the remains back. Their comrade-in-arms and friend Yu Chenglong had been out for 4 days with their parents¡¯ relics and ashes, so he asked himself to wait patiently. Yu Chenglong will also contact the local armed forces to handle the compensation for his parents and Zhang Hongmei's future living expenses.
Battalion Commander Zhao didn't say much, but told Zhang Hongmei that one of the letters was written by him, which contained detailed information. Zhang Hongmei always thinks that Commander Zhao has something to say, or he wouldn't write a letter to explain the situation even if he died for the country? I hope I'm overthinking, and that's the truth.
Zhang Hongmei was tired and hungry, but she was really not in the mood, so she turned around and walked back. I thought about going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some fabrics and cotton to cover myself, but I didn't feel any mood when I heard the result. Walking and thinking wildly, she left the county without knowing it, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, which made Zhang Hongmei even more confused. It wasn't her own conspiracy theory, nor did she have persecution paranoia, but why did she feel something was wrong? Zhang Aiguo went to the battlefield, so Cui Lin, as a field doctor, shouldn't be on duty with the small army? According to Battalion Commander Zhao, the two of them died honorably, but no matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense.
It took nearly 2 hours to come, but it took 20 minutes to go back because of the downwind. Zhang Hongmei only drank a glass of spiritual spring water on the road, and when she arrived at the township government compound, her chest was hung up on her back. When I walked to the courtyard, I saw that the office of the mayor was still closed. Could it be that the meeting hadn't finished yet? Because the bullock carts are still there. I was so tired, I really wanted to find a bed to lie down on, but Liu Maocai hadn't come out yet. He had no choice but to sit on the bullock cart in his own village.
I was sweating a lot during the walk, and now sitting outside I feel as if my back is covered with ice, and I shiver involuntarily. When will this drive be?
"Little girl, yes, just??I'm calling you, it's cold outside, do you want to come in and have a sit? "A 40-50-year-old aunt waved at Zhang Hongmei.
When Zhang Hongmei heard someone talking, she raised her head and glanced at the surrounding yard. She was a little girl. When she heard that the other party was definitely calling her, and kindly asked her to enter the house to keep warm, she immediately stood up, "Auntie, thank you I'm cold." She followed the middle-aged woman into an office, where there was a stove, and a green kettle was sitting on it, steaming hotly.
"Sit down quickly, I'll pour you a bowl of water to drink, silly girl, why don't you know how to find a warm room, just sit outside in a daze, if you catch a cold, you will die." hot water.
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Auntie, what should I call you? "Zhang Hongmei took the water and held it in her hand and asked.
"My surname is Li, and I live in Kangezhuang. I am the Women's Federation in the village. You can just call me Aunt Li. Which village are you from, girl? What are you doing in the village?"
"Aunt Li, I'm from Liujiatun. Today I followed our village chief and went to the county post office to make a phone call."
"Really, Wang Jianguo, there is a phone in the village, why send a little girl to the county? Just collect the money? It's a dead-hearted thing. By the way, who are you calling?"
"Two days ago, the army called to say that my parents had died. I just wanted to call to find out what was going on, but I didn't understand the message last time. Fortunately, I have a phone number from the army at home, otherwise I really have no choice. "Zhang Hongmei was depressed and sat there with her head down holding a bowl of hot water. Li Juying was affected by her sadness. He stretched out a chair and sat beside Zhang Hongmei, and patted her on the shoulder. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com