Zhenhua thought for a while and asked, "Can it be okay tonight? I plant wheat in this field and want to end this afternoon."

The rake and seed fertilization work on this land could have ended in one afternoon. If it were delayed, the scheduled task would not be completed today.

"It's definitely not possible. I will report the registration form the day after tomorrow. I will go to the survey at night. The villagers are all sleeping. Are we knocking on the door from house to house?" Xin Anlong is a veteran. He is impatient and is decisive in his work.

Zhenhua nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you now."

His subordinates are so active, so as a leader, Zhenhua naturally cannot slackew.

Although Zhenhua is now the village director, according to the practice of grassroots cadres in the management of rural areas, the East Bay Group 1,2,34 is still managed by Zhenhua. He lives close to him, so this area will naturally be assigned to him for division of labor.

Recruitment is an annual event and cannot be delayed.

Yilan sighed and rolled her eyes at her husband: "Shut off the tractor, I'll come later."

"Take it slow, I'll come back after I finish this matter." Zhenhua turned off the machine and smiled apologetically at his wife.

However, as soon as Zhenhua finished speaking, Yang Detian from Xiaogezhuang ran from the small path in the fields and waved and shouted: "Zhenhua, Zhenhua..."

Zhenhua knew that it must be Hao Guolan who was causing trouble again!

Sure enough, Yang Detian ran over panting and said, "Zhenhua, Hao Guolan dug back the roadbed we had made up in the morning, and the village was cursing!"

Zhenhua nodded: "Don't worry about her for now, I'll deal with it tomorrow. I will cooperate with Xin Anlong in the afternoon to register for military service, and I can't leave."

Yang Detian nodded and turned around and went back.

Zhenhua accompanied Xin Anlong and walked around in groups 1, 2, 3, 4, to implement all the military service recipients. Some villagers worked in the field, so Zhenhua chased him into the fields and implemented them one by one.

Dongwan Administrative Village is a large village with two to three enlistment places every year.

After the investigation of the first, second, third and fourth groups, Zhenhua and Xin Anlong went to Dayaozhuang again, and then to Xiaogezhuang again.

When he arrived at Xiaogezhuang, Zhenhua suddenly remembered that Hao Guolan's youngest son Lan Rubing also met the age range of recruitment and was the target of recruitment.

"Let's go to Hao Guolan's house first. Her son Lan Rubing is about 20 years old and has not graduated from high school. He meets the requirements and needs to register." Zhenhua said.

Hao Guolan was working in the fields with her son. When she saw Zhenhua coming, she thought Zhenhua was here to make trouble, so she brought her son back angrily.

Lan Rubing is a young man, staring with his eyes and clenching his fists, and shouting from afar: "Don't think your village cadres are amazing. If you want to bully people, you will bully them. If you dare to touch my house again, try it!"

Zhenhua and Xin Anlong both frowned and looked at Lan Rubing.

Xin Anlong is a retired armed police officer, and Zhenhua has also served as a militia battalion commander for three years. He has received military training and fighting training to capture the enemy. No one takes Lan Rubing seriously.

If the fight really starts, Xin Anlong can beat him three, and Zhenhua can beat him two!

Hao Guolan walked up and shouted, "Zhao Zhenhua, what do you want to do? Come and take revenge? I am not afraid of being able to catch me!"

Zhenhua frowned: "Cousin, can you stop yelling? I am looking for you now, not for mechanic farming, but for the registration of recruitment. Lan Rubing is now at an age and is a national recruitment target, so you need to register."

"As a soldier?" Hao Guolan and her son were both surprised and looked at each other.

Xin Anlong said: "Register first. If you are willing to join the army, go to the physical examination."

Lan Rubing nodded, opened the door with the key, and asked Zhenhua and Xin Anlong to sit in the room.

Xin Anlong began to register and asked Lan Rubing about information.

Zhenhua looked up at Hao Guolan's home.

Under the painting in the middle hall of the main hall, there is a photo frame. There are several photos in the photo frame, which were taken by Lan Rubing in the photo studio, wearing a military uniform and a big cap.

Zhenhua smiled, looked at Lan Rubing, and asked, "Lan Rubing, do you admire soldiers very much? I see that you are wearing military uniforms and taking photos, which is quite the same."

Lan Rubing smiled reluctantly and said, "I also want to join the army, but I haven't obtained my high school diploma. I feel that I have no future after going to the army..."

Xin Anlong glanced at Lan Rubing and said, "Being a soldier is to serve the motherland, not for the sake of personal future. If you don't have a future, you won't be a soldier. What is this?"

Zhenhua stopped Xin Anlong and asked Lan Rubing again: "Which high school did you study in? No. 1 or No. 2 high school?"

"A type of county town."

"Why didn't you finish high school?"

"I dropped out of school because I was criticized by my teacher because I was fighting in school."

"Oh..." Zhenhua pondered for a moment and said, "You can also join the army after graduating from junior high school. Do you don't have a junior high school diploma?"

"Yes, but after graduating from junior high school and joining the army, you will not be able to get the opportunity to take the military academy. If you can get a high school diploma and go to the army, you will have the opportunity to take the military academy, and you may have a future." Lan Rubing said.

"No. 1 Middle School, right? I'll ask you about your graduation certificate. Of course, if you don't want to join the army, then I won't ask." Zhenhua said.

"Do you know the teacher of No. 1 Middle School?" Lan Rubing's eyes lit up.

"The teacher director of No. 1 Middle School...husband is my friend." Zhenhua smiled.

Director Dun’s wife Lin Meiqin has always been a teacher at No. 1 Middle School and became the director of No. 1 Middle School last year. Zhenhua knows all these situations.

Lan Rubing was overjoyed and grabbed Zhenhua's hand excitedly: "Director Zhao, if you can help me get my high school diploma, I will definitely join the army and strive to take the military academy in the future!"

Hao Guolan also smiled and rubbed her hands and said, "Zhenhua is such a great person. Hehe, if this matter can be helped, hehe, our whole family will remember your love..."

In the morning, Zhenhua was still the unforgivable villain that Hao Guolan said, and now he has become a great person.

Zhenhua smiled bitterly: "Cousin, I don't want you to remember my love. As long as you support our work and don't make things difficult for our village cadres."

Hao Guolan nodded hurriedly: "Support, I have always supported the work in your village! When you repair mechanized roads, you can repair them as much as you say. The roads are a great thing to help the people get rich. Of course I support them!"

Zhenhua was amused and cried, and said, "Cousin, since you support me, why did you dig the roadbed again?"

Hao Guolan grinned: "Hehe, I'll make up for it and make up for it, right?"

Zhenhua waved his hand and said, "Of course it's best to make up for it, but I have to make it clear about Lan Rubing's graduation certificate. I will do my best to help, but I can't guarantee that I can get it. I will call to ask when I get home in the evening, and you are waiting for my news."

Hao Guolan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, we'll wait for your news."

Zhenhua nodded, said goodbye and left.

Hao Guolan sent Zhenhua far away and praised him continuously: "Zhenhua is really a good cadre. The best cadre in our township and county are better than Mr. Bao Qingtian and Bao, and he can't find it even with a lantern..."
Chapter completed!