I accidentally became a farm soldier and quickly became a celebrity in the company with my little tricks. This unexpected popularity made me almost forget what my surname was. So the superiority and laziness of the cadres' children were quickly exposed. Inadvertently, I went from hot to cold, and finally became the target of public criticism in the class.

When the military horn rang in the morning, I was still wearing military uniforms in a daze, a fierce competition was quietly started between the new recruits led by Li Nanxiong. Other recruits such as Li Nanxiong and Lu Miaosheng quickly put on their military uniforms, folded the quilts simply, jumped from the upper bunk and went straight to the corner of the wall to compete for brooms, mops and other sanitation tools. Those who couldn't grab these immediately turned to grab rags, buckets, etc. Some recruits who had not got anything simply competed to help the veteran fold the quilts. As a result, the veterans said half-jokingly: "Are our veterans' quilts not as good as your new recruits?" The recruits were so dirty that they stood there in embarrassment and rubbed their hands and didn't know what to do.

After I put on my military uniform and folded the quilt and lay it down from the top, the recruits such as Li Nanxiong were already busy cleaning the inside and outside the house, scrubbing tables, benches and even iron racks and beds, and they almost got the dust off the roof. I looked down on these old hats from the countryside the most, and wanted to make some name for themselves in the army by relying on these. Humph, it is impossible!

I glanced at the room. People were busy, so there was no way I could leave anything for you to do. So I took the basin, teapot, toothbrush, and put a white towel on my shoulders to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

In just half an hour, the washing time passed quickly. With the sound of the military call, we started our morning exercises every day. When I tied the armed forces early and took them to the queue, I suddenly found that except me, the rest of the team were all veterans. I clearly felt their strange gazes from the eyes of the veterans. At this moment, I realized that I had committed a taboo of recruits, which is that the recruits were almost unwritten rules for the first year of in-house hygiene. When my comrades who joined the army at the same time were busy, I was the only one who was idle and lined up with the veterans. No wonder the veterans looked at me differently. I felt more embarrassed than the recruits who had just been rejected when they wanted to help the veterans fold their quilts. Fortunately, the recruits ran into the queue one after another, but I deeply felt my loneliness.

After morning exercises, in addition to the prescribed strength-type group training such as single and double bars, vaults, etc., there are still a few days of free activities every week. I simply thought that since it is free activities, I can do my own thing. So I took the basketball to the court to play, but as I played, I discovered why I was the only one playing basketball. Not only were there no new recruits playing basketball, but even the veterans did not come to play basketball with me.

So I looked around. Some of my comrades were helping each other to remove and wash sheets. Some were helping each other in the kitchen to clean the environment of the camp, some were cleaning the environment of the camp, some took hoes and buckets to go to the sidelines of each class to loosen the soil and water them, and some were cleaning the pigpen. I went back to the dormitory and saw that some of my comrades were reading books and newspapers, some were writing letters, and some were sorting out the housework. I was the only one playing. I stood there blankly and blushed for the first time.

The squad leader came over and patted me on the shoulder, saying nothing, but I really felt the weight.

I saw two newspapers on the table, one is the People's Liberation Army Daily and the other is the People's Navy Daily. These two newspapers are the main spare time for our soldiers every day. I think there is nothing to do anyway, so I can't read newspapers, so I picked up a newspaper and looked at them. As I looked at them, I was deeply attracted by the exquisite headers and illustrations, which reflect the passionate life of our troops, especially the naval newspapers, which made me love them even more beautiful. If I could collect them, I would be more targeted when I was released on the blackboard newspaper in the future. These newspapers were all yesterday, and my comrades had read them. Anyway, they would be stacked in the storage room, which was useless. Why not collect them for me? Isn't this also for collective honor? So I cut off the headers and patterns I liked with scissors and collected them.

After dinner, I took out the piano from my shoulder bag. Since I got to the company, I have not been in the mood to play the harmonica. Now I have already started and have done a good job, so I thought of playing the harmonica.

I took the harmonica to a piece of earthen slope south of the camp, hid in a small forest, sat on the ground facing the mountains, and started to blow leisurely.

After a while, a melodious sound of flutes sounded behind me. I turned my head and saw that it was my comrade-in-arms and fellow villager Zhou Liangping. I knew that he was a versatile person who could play the flute and play the erhu.

I asked Zhou Liangping with a smile: "What are you doing? Do you want to leave me alone?"

Zhou Liangping smiled and patted my shoulder and said, "No, I was surprised to hear your harmonica sound. I don't know who it was or Du Zhigao from your farm told me that you must be blowing, so I followed the sound and came to search for it."

We were playing one song by one, and I was in a good mood. At this time, the whistle sounded, and we stood up and ran back to the barracks when we heard it. It turned out to be a class meeting. I never thought that today's class meeting in our class would become my personal criticism meeting, which made me feel the feeling of being coldly treated.

After the class meeting began, the squad leader commented on the performance of the soldiers in the class over the past week. Among them, the other recruits except me praised them. The most common one was Li Nanxiong, the Li tribe soldier. He was always busy looking for various jobs that could show off his own life every day. He did a lot of joy. What I couldn't accept the most was that even Liu Xiao, who usually felt sleek, was praised. Only I was not mentioned. I also knew that everyone was not satisfied with my recent performance because I was not fighting to work like other recruits. I just didn't accept this local rule of bullying the recruits. But what I didn't expect was that even a group of new soldiers who joined the army had opinions about me and did not accept my affection at all, which made me very hurt.

When the squad leader praised him, he turned his finger and pointed it at me.

The squad leader said, "I want to criticize Comrade Huang Aimin." I did not look up, and I held a notebook in my hand to record the squad leader's criticism.

The squad leader began to criticize my recent performance, mainly when other recruits and even veterans were busy sorting out their housework, helping the kitchen, cleaning pigpens, and working in sidelines, why did I only play on the basketball court? Is it because I feel like I have two brushes? So I hope I can think carefully and find the root of the problem. Finally, the squad leader also specifically reminded me to accept criticism and suggestions from my comrades humbly and not to be dissatisfied.

The deputy squad leader also spoke. The opinions he made on me unexpectedly, saying that my comrades had opinions on my newspaper cutting, because some comrades sometimes thought of going to the newspaper to find the information they needed, but because the newspaper was cut in a mess, I couldn't find what I wanted. The deputy squad leader hoped that I could take care of everyone's needs and could not only think of my favorites.

I feel very wronged. Why do I collect header patterns? Isn’t it to better produce the company’s newspapers in the future? Now I have said that I have affected other comrades’ reading newspapers. I really started to feel resistant and my face began to feel a little uneasy.

Immediately afterwards, several veterans also spoke one after another, with the same meaning as everyone else, mainly about the superiority of the cadres and the arrogant personality, etc. I have always had a gloomy face and never said a word, and I don’t take notes anymore, and my heart is on fire.

Unexpectedly, a veteran named Chen brought up the incident of playing the harmonica just now. He said, "Comrade Xiao Huang, do you think others don't know about hiding in the woods and playing the harmonica? Listen to what tunes you play, they are all homesick sounds. Who are we? We are revolutionary soldiers, you are shaking the morale of the army. It's very dangerous for you to continue like this. Comrades."

My mind suddenly became big, and it was all messy. If a person was unlucky, he would have stuffed his teeth. I used the rest time after dinner to play the harmonica for a while, and it became a low-end voice. It even exaggerated to shake the morale of the army and hide in the woods, as if I had done something shameful.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. Just as I was about to stand up and speak, another veteran widened his eyes and said, "What's wrong, everyone is helping you improve your shortcomings. You can't listen. Can't you be more modest? Let me tell you that the most dislike of the cadre is the child of your number, what awesome?"

"What awesome? I didn't say a word. You are all criticizing me alone. What mistakes did I make? Didn't I just not organize the housework and clean up with everyone? I didn't mean it. I was a recruit. I thought I could play freely during the free time. Didn't I realize it immediately? I was also correcting it. You can do these messy things, and I can do them too. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet."

I couldn't help it anymore, and finally broke out and said a lot of words in one breath.

"What's your attitude? How can you review like you? You know that you are a recruit, and you thought you were a veteran." Several veterans began to attack me in unison.

The comrades in other squads stood up and watched our class. Lu Miaosheng, Liu Xiao, Zhang Xin and other fellow villagers held me one after another, telling me to calm down and not be impulsive. Du Zhigao and Xu Chang, two comrades who came out of the farm and joined the army, also came. They came and hugged me. Du Zhigao attached himself to his ear and said softly, "Love the people, be calm." Xu Chang also comforted me: "Don't get angry." I looked around and saw the entire squad in the squad in the squad in the squad in the squad, and saw that the entire squad in the squad was staring at me, and people were standing outside the window and at the door. Suddenly, I saw the platoon leader in the crowd. He stared at me without saying a word, and his eyes told me that he had no intention of blaming me. When he turned around, he also told me with his eyes that if you are really a man, challenge everyone and use your actions to change everyone's views of you.
Chapter completed!