Chapter 8 Not even qualified to raise pigs? [Please read! Please vote! Please invest! ] "Wei Hong, if you can't do it, just take a break!" "It's okay to give up. It's not too late to go back to school now!" Zhao Yuejin hid under the shade of trees, constantly fanning himself with the palm-leaf fan in his hand, his mouth never idle for a moment. "I'm not trying to discourage you, but with your physical condition, you're not even qualified to feed pigs in the army!" The lethality of these words is extremely high. Zhao Weihong, who was already exhausted, stumbled when he heard this and nearly fell to the ground along with the log on his shoulder. "Um" Gritting his teeth and squeezing out a constipated sound from his throat, Zhao Weihong staggered to steady his center of gravity and continued to run back and forth in front of Zhao Yuejin, dragging his lead-filled legs. Seeing this, Zhao Yuejin, who had been a little nervous, immediately felt relieved and started talking again.
"What's going on? Why do I keep getting worse the more I train?" "If you fall down during the military assessment, your squad leader will definitely beat you to death!" "Wei Hong, Second Uncle is doing this for your own good. If it doesn't work out, let's just give up." "There's really nothing good about the military. Why do we have to suffer like this?" Zhao Weihong has become basically immune to Zhao Yuejin's advice to give up, and has completely ignored it. For two months, Zhao Weihong has been conducting his own "pre-service training" under the guidance of Zhao Yuejin. The uncle and nephew lived together day and night. Zhao Weihong even moved directly to Zhao Yuejin's home, strictly following the daily life system of the army, and experienced what it meant to "do what you do at what time." It's really difficult for Zhao Yuejin. In such a poor mountain village, and due to the influence of his residual limbs, it is extremely inconvenient to move around. Zhao Yuejin could come up with different tricks every day to torment Zhao Weihong. Zhao Yuejin almost made something out of an ordinary log! The "log shuttle run" that Zhao Weihong is currently training is relatively easy. After all, Zhao Yuejin doesn't require him to run fast, as long as he doesn't stop. What’s even more outrageous is that there are log squats, log presses and even log frog jumps! Zhao Weihong has always had a doubt in her heart. Who invented the log frog jump? Do the troops really train for this? But under Zhao Yuejin's solemn assurance, Zhao Weihong had to suppress the doubts in her heart and continued to persevere with gritted teeth. The physical damage alone is actually nothing. It seemed that Zhao Yuejin wanted to make Zhao Weihong suffer psychological torture. Zhao Weihong finally discovered that his second uncle... You are such a good talker! Even more broken than him! During every training session, Zhao Yuejin would be like he was just now, either being sarcastic or mocking, never saying a single nice word, beating around the bush. No, he was telling Zhao Weihong directly to give up, that the army was not the place for him.
Zhao Weihong was not stupid either. He understood that this was a test from Zhao Yuejin, or part of his training. But this is like sleeping in a mosquito net in the summer with a swarm of mosquitoes flying outside. Even though we know that these pests cannot suck our blood, the buzzing noise is still annoying, isn't it? At the beginning, Zhao Weihong was completely unable to withstand such an "offensive". During training, she always wanted to find something to stuff Zhao Yuejin's mouth with, and she seemed to be becoming obsessed with it. But after experiencing the double damage of physical and psychological damage in these two months, Zhao Weihong has been able to remain calm. In this process, Zhao Weihong's golden finger played a huge role. [Strength proficiency +1] [Endurance proficiency +1] Zhao Weihong is not afraid of hardship. I’m afraid of eating in the wrong place or eating in the wrong direction. But with the prompt from the light screen in front of him, Zhao Weihong can clearly grasp the extent of his progress and knows how much effort and sweat he still needs to put in to achieve his goal. The positive feedback brought about by this true sense of "one point of sweat, one point of gain" cannot be described in words. There were countless times when the exhausted Zhao Weihong thought he had reached his limit. But the light screens that kept appearing in front of his eyes were like a carrot hanging over Zhao Weihong's head, "tempting" Zhao Weihong to hold on a little longer. This metaphor may be a little inappropriate, but it fits Zhao Weihong's mood very well. And this is also the important reason why Zhao Weihong almost "broke the defense" just now. It is because I clearly know the extent of my progress in the past two months. That's why Zhao Weihong cares so much about the sentence "Not even qualified to raise pigs". According to what my second uncle said, if I join the army, won’t I even be able to do the work of raising pigs? So what else can I do? There seems to be no more outrageous job than raising pigs. Zhao Weihong's physical strength once again approached its limit, and his thoughts began to wander uncontrollably. "Di!" A brisk and loud whistle sounded, announcing the official end of Zhao Weihong's training this afternoon. Spit the whistle out of your mouth and let it swing freely in front of your chest. Zhao Yuejin spoke slowly, and his tone finally had a hint of family affection. "Put the log back, walk around the yard, and relax." "Put it back slowly, don't hurt your back." Hearing this, Zhao Weihong suddenly felt some strength under his feet. He carried the log and strode into the yard without saying a word, putting the log in its "exclusive" corner. It’s not that Zhao Weihong is impolite, nor does she have any problem with Zhao Yuejin. But he really didn't have the strength to speak. The process of carrying the logs back was also stipulated by Zhao Yuejin, who called it "returning the training equipment to its place."
Because of this rule, Zhao Weihong suffered a serious loss. It was because Zhao Weihong threw the log on the ground after the training. Zhao Yuejin was furious and ordered Zhao Weihong to carry the logs to a creek three kilometers away and come back when the logs were cleaned. Zhao Weihong carried the log back and forth four times, and finally Zhao Yuejin was satisfied after brushing and polishing it. There are many strange regulations like this. There is an old saying that goes well. People teach people, but they can’t teach. Learning through experience will make you learn it in one go! Before the training began, Zhao Yuejin spent half an hour telling Zhao Weihong all the "rules" that had to be followed during this period. But to be honest, after listening to it, Zhao Weihong was able to remember and follow very little of it. But in the process of "learning from mistakes", Zhao Weihong gradually adapted to those regulations that seemed a bit outrageous to him, and slowly turned them into his body's instinct. But Zhao Weihong was a little skeptical. Can these things really help him stand out and develop in the army? Why does it feel a bit unreliable? “Good performance today!” "But compared to before, it's only a little bit stronger, about the size of a needle's eye!" “But no matter how small the progress is, it is still progress.” “Keep up the momentum” "Second uncle." After swallowing hard, Zhao Weihong couldn't help herself and asked the question that was bothering her. “My current quality.” "Are you really not as good as the pig farmers in the army?" Seeing Zhao Weihong's face full of doubt about life, Zhao Yuejin's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, this is not good! This is too much of a blow! This kid's self-confidence is almost gone! But from a certain perspective, Zhao Yuejin did not lie, he just told the truth. "Wei Hong, Second Uncle didn't lie to you." "You are not qualified to raise pigs with your current qualifications." As soon as these words came out, a beam of light seemed to go out in Zhao Weihong's eyes. "Hey, Wei Hong, don't think too much about it." "After all, you haven't joined the army yet." "Those who can raise pigs are all your veterans. It's normal that you are not as good as them!" After comforting Zhao Weihong with a few dry words, Zhao Yuejin knew that he couldn't let Zhao Weihong continue to dwell on this issue, so he quickly and abruptly changed the subject. "correct." "Tomorrow, the armed forces officials will come to the village to register you before joining the army."
"No training tonight. Have a good rest. Go home and ask your mother to prepare your household registration booklet and other things so that you won't be in a rush and can't find it when the time comes." As soon as these words came out, Zhao Weihong's eyes widened immediately, and all the distracting thoughts like "not as good as raising pigs" were thrown out of his mind! I’ve worked hard for two months, all for this day! "So fast?" Seeing Zhao Weihong suddenly perked up, Zhao Yuejin breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled and nodded. "What do you think?" "Uncle, I heard that to join the army, I have to go to the county armed forces department to register?" "Before, I was thinking about when to go to the county with my father." "Why did this cadre from the armed forces come to our village?" “Is the policy so considerate now?” “No one else can.” "But you can." Looking at Zhao Weihong's slightly confused expression, Zhao Yuejin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his tone was calm, but with an indescribable sense of heroism. "If they don't want to come, I'll go to the county with you." "all the same." The second update is here for today! Please read on! Please vote for me! Please invest! (End of this chapter)
