It was a distance from the First Division to GZ City, the capital of G Province. There were several children accompanying them along the way. With Chen Zhaojun's songs, Zhang Guimei did not feel too uncomfortable (she was motion sickness). However, people with this habit were always not very satisfied when taking a bus. So after arriving at the guesthouse of the First Division in GZ City, Zhang Guimei still had to take a break.

After arranging the room, Chen Zhaojun and the others were forced to take a nap. In fact, they couldn't sleep, but they didn't dare to leave the room. Who knew when Zhang Guimei would get up? If she got up and couldn't see anyone, she would definitely be unhappy. Although Chen Zhaoping was there, Chen Zhaoguang and Chen Zhaojun were not young, they all understood Zhang Guimei's heart and were unwilling to make her unhappy. There was no entertainment in the room at that time. After a few people had a quarrel, they began to listen to Chen Zhaoping's chat.

Of course, Chen Zhaoping talked about some school affairs, and the number of examples is interesting in college. This made Chen Zhaoguang very excited. With the example of his elder brother, his younger brother skipped the grades again and Chen Zhaoguang began to work harder in his studies. This semester, his grades were the best in the class. He had already thought about it. When he was taking the college entrance examination next year, he would not fill in other schools. He really couldn't figure out why did he go to Renmin University of China for such good grades back then?

"Brother, you will graduate this year. Have you figured out where to go?" Chen Zhaojun asked Chen Zhaoping with concern.

"The school asked me once a while ago, and there were several choices for my arrangements. One was to go to the G province, and I could arrange my work in the provincial party committee. The other was to go to the Central Party History Office. Or I could choose to continue my studies. The school leaders said that the Central Party School was going to open a graduate class this year and asked me if I would like to go." Chen Zhaoping was obviously a little unprepared for these. He did not expect that the graduation assignment problem, which is a headache for many people, became so easy and complicated to come to him. But it was obvious that Chen Zhaoping had already sorted the choices in his heart. It should be said that he wanted to work immediately.

Chen Zhaoping didn't know that when his younger brother Chen Zhaojun heard about the graduate students of the Central Party School, his eyes were green. What does this mean? This was the first batch of graduate students of the Central Party School in the end! From there, Chen Zhaojun was sure that in less than five years, Chen Zhaoping could become a rank-in official and take the lead. Calculate the time, after a few years of training, it happened to be in 1989. As long as you gain a foothold at that time, you will basically be smooth sailing in the future. Central Party School! This is an opportunity that you can't even ask for.

"Brother, I think you should go to the Central Party School. Don't think about it. When you graduate from the Party School, our family will have one more graduate student. How great it would be." Chen Zhaojun began to lobby for Chen Zhaoping. In fact, he knew Chen Zhaoping's idea. Although he had a little salary income now, his income was much smaller than his income after work. He was unwilling to increase the burden on his family. Although for Chen Weixiong's family, there were three more salary incomes, Chen Zhaoping still hoped to prove himself through his work.

"Brother, I think so. Our family is not short of money. Why are you in a hurry to go to work? I think my brother is right. You'd better go to the Central Party School. How good is it to be a graduate student!" Chen Zhaoguang also heard what Chen Zhaoping meant and helped persuade Chen Zhaoping.

Chen Zhaoping knew about the family’s money, but he was still a little hesitant: “But I can’t always study, right? Besides, the money in the family belongs to Zhaojun, and it has nothing to do with me.”

After hearing this, Chen Zhaojun felt relieved. He had a way to convince Chen Zhaoping.

"Brother, have you ever given me a lot of stamps? Let's see the stamp exhibition this time, and you will know how much money you have."

In order to help Chen Zhaojun collect stamps, Chen Zhaoping turned over the letters from readers from several newspapers. Except for the ones that were too ordinary, he cut them when he saw them. Now Chen Zhaojun doesn’t know how many stamp albums are needed to load those stamps...

In the afternoon, Zhang Guimei got up and seemed much better. Anyway, she thought that she still had some money in her pocket, so she might as well take a few children to the streets for a walk. Perhaps any woman is interested in shopping. Whether she is a soldier or a mother with a few children, Chen Zhaojun really doesn't want to go shopping. Nowadays, there is nothing to do with you, and even buying a bottle of soda is made with pigment. It's simply unbearable. But he dared not ignore Zhang Guimei's words, and even the driver Xiao Liu followed her obediently (actually, Xiao Liu is willing to go shopping).

After walking on the street like this, the rate of turning back is quite high. All of them are in military uniforms and are still the leader of a female soldier. In addition, Chen Zhaoping is nearly 1.9 meters tall, so it is difficult for others to not pay attention.

After the whole street was gone, I didn’t buy anything, and I asked at every counter. Speaking of which, Zhang Guimei also took advantage of the military uniform. In addition, there were a few young men around her, and the salesperson’s attitude was quite good. If someone changed, they would scold him (the salesperson at that time usually said to customers: Do you buy it? If you don’t buy it, don’t block this, there are still people behind it).

Anyway, it was getting dark, and Zhang Guimei just put a bottle of snow cream into her pocket. I don’t know what the others are doing, but Chen Zhaojun doesn’t want to go shopping any longer.

"Mom! I'm hungry. It's time for us to find a place to have a meal!" Chen Zhaojun specifically said to Zhang Guimei in a stressful tone in order to achieve the purpose of being paid attention to.

After Chen Zhaojun said this, Chen Zhaoping and Chen Zhaoguang also took the opportunity to shout, that is, Xiao Liu still paid a little, but he didn't say anything, but he could clearly see his happy look from his eyes. It seemed that he was tired too.

"Okay, let's have a meal!" Zhang Guimei waved her hand and several people went straight to a restaurant that seemed clean. Zhang Guimei ordered a few dishes openly and asked Xiao Liu for a bottle of beer. The waiter settled the score:

"28.52 cents, three pounds and four ounces of food coupons." Xiao Liu almost scared him when he heard the price. In fact, Zhang Guimei also thought it was quite expensive, but there was a rare opportunity once a year. Besides, the money I brought this time was enough, so I didn't care about it. But when she reached into her pocket, she remembered that she was busy when she went out today (three children had to take care of her) and forgot to bring food coupons! This was a troublesome thing. Without food coupons, she couldn't eat. This was the same in China at that time.

"Xiao Liu, have you brought food coupons with you? I forgot to bring them." There was no way, Zhang Guimei had to speak to Xiao Liu.

"Sister-in-law, even if I take it, I can't bring that much?" At that time, ordinary people would bring some food coupons when they went to the streets, and only these soldiers would not bring it, because they were all eating in the cafeteria and settled at the end of the month.

"This...why can we host the guesthouse?" Zhang Guimei discussed with several children. She could owe all the canteens, and just give it to the food coupons after returning to the Special Division.

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to leave anymore. Now, he was indeed hungry.

"Or how about you cut a few items that require food coupons, exchange them for a roast goose, and a fish." Chen Zhaojun didn't care about that much for his stomach.

"Just eat only, no more?" Not only Zhang Guimei, but even the waiter found it strange.

"Just like this, hurry up." Chen Zhaojun almost forgot about time and environment.

"I'll give you a ticket, and I'll queue up at the window and get the food with the ticket." The waiter dropped a small note, and Xiao Liu hurriedly took it to queue up...

This time, Xiao Liu was so supportive. In fact, it was not just him, but also the other few people.

However, after they left, the whole restaurant was talking: "Did you see, the handkerchief bag taken out by the female PLA just now, almost couldn't hold the whole bag of money."

"That's right, you don't even look at what others eat, you'll have to eat more than 60 in just one meal. Is it enough for your two-month salary?
Chapter completed!