The next day, a taxi was driving on the national highway. Yang Luo looked out through the window glass. The change was too big, which made Yang Luo very unfamiliar with the arrival.

Taxis to the countryside at night are very bad, but during the day, they are much better. Although they are not meter-mounted, the price is much cheaper, just a little over a hundred.

The incident last night inevitably alarmed the troops, and the city military sub-district intervened immediately.

After the investigation was clear and after confirming Yang Luo's identity, the Municipal Military Sub-district took Yang Luo away and arranged it directly at the Municipal Military Sub-district Guesthouse. Even someone sent Yang Luo's luggage.

The leaders of the Qianzhou Military Sub-district are not unfamiliar with the word Yang Luo, but are well-known.

The military sub-district has all the information about the military personnel in the city. It is impossible for people who can make contributions eight times in half a year after they are sent to the army and can also win the honorary title of Aijun Jingwu Model. It is impossible for people to not know about it.

Of course, the military sub-district cannot neglect such an excellent soldier. He originally planned to arrange a car to take Yang Luo home, but Yang Luo could not accept such enthusiasm, so he left a letter early in the morning, took a taxi and left.

After nearly an hour's drive, we are getting closer and closer to home.

Under Yang Luo's guidance, the taxi turned from the right side of the Sanqiu intersection. After turning a big bend, a small mountain village came into view. This is where Yang Luo's home is located.

Compared to two years ago, the small mountain village has changed a lot. The most significant change is that there are many new houses, which makes Yang Luo a little unfamiliar.

Before he got home, he saw a middle-aged woman walking in front of him with a hoe. From his back, Yang Luo recognized that this was his mother.

Yang Luo hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car, opened the car door and got out of the car and shouted: "Mom!"

Yang's mother turned her head in confidence, rubbed her eyes hard, looked at Yang Luo who was turning around and said excitedly: "Xiao Luo? You are back, am I dreaming, are you?"

"Mom, my son is back."

"Xiao Luo, is it really you?"

"Mom, it's really me."

Yang Luo walked forward and gently hugged his mother.

"You kid, don't say anything when you come back." Yang's mother said angrily.

Yang Luo smiled and said, "Mom, am I going to give you and dad a surprise?"

"I think it's almost the same as being scared." Yang's mother gave Yang Luo a blank look.

Yang Luo and his mother were chatting when an inappropriate voice came over: "I said comrade, can you pay me the car money first? You guys will talk?"

"Mom, wait a moment."

After Yang Luo finished speaking, he quickly walked back to the side of the taxi, settled the car money, took out the luggage from the trunk, and carried it on his shoulder.

It is not far from home, only two or three hundred meters away, so there is no need to continue taking a taxi.

"Mom, give me the hoe." Yang Luo said, reaching out with both hands.

"No, I'm not old enough to carry a hoe. Let's go home, son, let's go home." Yang's mother said, "Oh, by the way, I have to inform your father and ask him to buy some vegetables. There is no food at home."

"Dad is on the street?"

Yang Luo regretted not notifying his home in advance.

"The chickens raised at home are getting bigger, and your dad sent some to the street to sell them."

While answering, Yang's mother dialed her phone and shouted at it: "Your son is back, buy more vegetables."

Then he hung up the phone, turned to complain to Yang Luo, and said, "You kid, haven't been home for two years..."

Yang Luo accompanied his mother to chat and walked slowly home. Most of the time, Yang's mother was talking and Yang Luo was listening, and the content was mostly about family matters.

Home is still a familiar home, but it seems more dilapidated than two years ago.

Yang Luo's home was built more than ten years ago, with a two-and-a-half-story brick-concrete structure covering an area of ​​150 square meters.

"Mom, didn't I ask you to push it down and build it again? Why didn't you do it?" Yang Luo looked at his house and asked frowned.

"It's not a good idea to build a house again, and there's no leakage."

"Didn't I transfer the money to you? Why are you still reluctant to let it go? Isn't the money just used for spending, and there is not much interest in the bank."

"You must have settled in the army. Your sister will eventually get married. You only have your dad and I. It's enough to live in. What's the point of building it so beautiful? We will save the money for you and use it for you to marry a wife in the future. The bride price here is very high now, and it's too fierce. You have to save more."

Yang's mother gave Yang Luo a blank look, took out the key and opened the door.

When Yang Luo heard this, he was so amazed that his wife needed nearly one million yuan in bride price!

Yang Luo only has 10,000 yuan in his salary card. As usual consumption when going out, the other money was sent home. The salary subsidy for more than a year, plus the 500,000 yuan reward given by China Southern Airlines last year, is almost one million yuan.

When he got home, just after putting down his luggage, a middle-aged man came over with an old man with a cane. Before he entered the door, the old man was shouting: "Is Xiao Luo back?"

"Grandpa, why are you here? You have difficulty getting your legs and feet, so I should go and see you." Yang Luo hurried over, supported the old man from the other side, and then greeted the middle-aged man: "Uncle."

This old man is Yang Luo's grandfather Yang Fangcheng, who is 73 years old this year. A few years ago, due to a serious illness, the right foot was inconvenient to mobility; the middle-aged man is Yang Luo's uncle, Yang Yonghui's father Yang Yuqi.

"Your grandfather said that when he saw a man in military uniform came back, it must be Xiao Luo, you must come over, so I can only follow him." Yang Yuqi said with a smile, and helped the old man into the hall and sat down.

"Xiao Luo, come and let grandpa have a good look." The old man said.

Yang Luo stood straight in front of the old man, suddenly raised his right hand and gave a standard salute: "Hello Grandpa."

The old man who had just sat down quickly stood up tremblingly, even the hand that Yang Yuqi reached out to help him was patted away, and returned an unstandard military salute, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, you're all captains, you're promising, much better than your grandfather, I used to be."

His somewhat turbid eyes looked at the military uniform Yang Luo was wearing carefully, and the old man said happily.

The old man was a soldier when he was young, and Yang Luo knew about this, so he had a salute.

After talking to the old man, Yang Luo pulled Yang Yongqi aside, told him about the incident when he met Yang Yonghui last night, and then said: "Uncle, Yonghui can't go on like this. If he doesn't go well in college, he will be with some people who are not good at it. He will definitely be led to the destruction."

Yang Yuqi frowned and said, "Yonghui has indeed been a little unwilling to say anything in the past two years, but I can't control this kid now. I'm not taking it seriously. Just beat him up. If your aunt stops you, I can't do anything ruthless. After all, I'm the only son."

Yang Luo thought for a while and said, "Uncle, I think it's better to let him leave school and send him to the army for two years of training."

"I also thought about sending him to join the army, and Yonghui was quite willing to do so. He even went for a physical examination, but unfortunately he didn't go there in the end." Yang Yuqi said with a wry smile.

"Why didn't you go? Did you fail the physical examination?" Yang Luo asked.

"No." Yang Yuqi shook his head and said, "When the physical examination was passed, someone came to the political auditing home for a visit, but in the end there was no follow-up. Yonghui once blamed me, but later I found out that the quota was replaced."

"Being replaced? When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Yang Luo asked a series of questions like a cannon.

"It happened last year. You should have just left the army. If it were this year, Yonghui's quota would have been replaced." Yang Yuqi said, his eyes falling on the wall above the main hall, where nine good news were posted.

"last year?"

Yang Luo frowned.

Last year, Yang Luo really had no choice but to sigh helplessly even if he knew about it.

"Uncle, do you think you still want to send him to join the army?" Yang Luo asked directly.

"Of course I thought about it, but..."

"Just think about it, I'll arrange it."

"This year's recruitment physical examination has been passed. Even if you think about it, you have to wait for next year, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Just ask Yonghui to prepare for a break from school. The physical examination has passed, but the conscription has not yet ended, so I naturally have a way." Yang Luo said confidently.

The conscription physical examination for conscripts is usually approved for enlistment in July and August, September 1st, and the recruits are enlisted before September 30th, and the recruitment is over.

"Xiao Luo, do you really have a way?" Yang Yuqi was overjoyed.

As someone close to Yang Luo's family, Yang Yuqi has the deepest experience and witnessed his own eyes that the county and township armed forces came to Yang Luo's house to express condolences with gifts last year's Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival.

Especially last year, the scene of the gongs and drums coming to deliver the good news was even more shocking, especially before the New Year, when all the officials who were not common gathered in this small mountain village that could not even be found on the map. The scene was like gongs and drums, firecrackers were ringing, and crowds of people...

This small mountain village was directly excited and alarmed the nearby villages. The most direct change brought about is that there are countless times more people who sign up for the military this year than in previous years. As long as people who meet the age conditions rushed back from outside to participate in the recruitment physical examination.

During this period, Yang Yuqi's most talks were: the child from a certain family was chosen.

"Um."

Yang Luo nodded.

Based on the attitude of the city military district towards him yesterday, Yang Luo was sure that it was just a matter of telephone.

Of course, the consequence of doing this is to replace others' quota, because the number of recruits in each city each year has a fixed quota, and if it exceeds the quota, no troops will accept it.

However, Yang Luo did not want Yang Yonghui to join the army by replacing others' quotas, which would make others lose their dream of joining the army, so he had to find the troops to accept Yang Yonghui.

The most direct thing is to ask Hu Zhongming for help and let the 122nd Regiment accept it, or to let the Dongling Station accept it.

But Yang Luo wanted to make Yang Yonghui more difficult and train people in the army. Therefore, Yang Luo asked for help from the captain of the reconnaissance company, the company commander who had met in the field survival training. Speaking of which, he still owed Yang Luo a favor.

After receiving a call from Yang Luo, the captain company commander agreed to help. Of course, he should not miss the opportunity to return favors. Although he is not qualified to make such a decision, the people above him can do it.

Then, Yang Luo called the city military sub-district again. This phone number was the call of the political commissar of the military sub-district, which was specially left to Yang Luo last night.

Yang Luo also left the phone out of politeness. He thought it would be difficult to have the chance to use it, but he did not expect it to use it so quickly.

When Yang Luo mentioned the matter, the political commissar of the Military Sub-district was a little embarrassed at the beginning. After all, the matter of replacing other people's quotas was very disgraceful. However, after Yang Luo said that the troops had been found to be taken over, the political commissar of the Military Sub-district agreed readily and agreed to do it immediately.

"Uncle, the matter is done and it will be notified in a few days." Yang Luo put down the phone and said to Yang Yuqi.

“Is this solved it?”

Yang Yuqi couldn't believe it, he only saw Yang Luo making two calls.

"How troublesome do you think are?" Yang Luo smiled.
To be continued...