After seeing his father taking action, Chen Ming did not dare to delay and followed his father to the chicken coop with very strict heating facilities.
My father stared at the chicken coop with his eyes. After selecting one, he directly opened the cage of the chicken coop, and with lightning speed, he grabbed one of the chickens by the wings accurately and pulled it out.
Then, he quickly closed the cage, completing the whole process smoothly and seamlessly.
Then, he quickly took Chen Ming to kill the chicken, drain the blood, scald it with hot water, and start plucking the feathers.
While busy, the mother, who had already finished cleaning the house, was washing rice and cooking, and said, "Dad, go to the butcher at the entrance of the village and buy a few pounds of meat and a fish."
At this time, Chen Ming was squatting on the ground with his sleeves rolled up and plucking the chicken. After hearing what his mother said, he couldn't help but said, "Mom, is it necessary to buy so many? There are only three people in our family. This chicken is enough."
It's not a big family with many children and grandchildren, seven or eight brothers in the family, and several kilograms of food for one meal.
There are only three of us in total, and if we buy so much at one time, we won’t be able to eat much.
When Wang Yan heard what Chen Ming said, she muttered, "Go away, go away, you little kid, what do you know? Today is the Little New Year, so we have to have fish and meat."
In fact, rural families attach great importance to traditional festivals. No matter how many people there are in the family, even if there is only one person at home, traditional festivals must be celebrated with great fanfare.
After all, rural areas were very poor in the past, and people could only eat meat on the traditional festival day, so they naturally celebrated it with great joy.
Although life is not so bitter now, but in the eyes of the older generation, festivals must be celebrated to the fullest.
Father Chen Gensheng also stood up with a smile, washed the chicken feathers off his hands, went to the room to get the money, and came out and said:
"Your mom is right. We should celebrate this festival in a festive manner. Besides, it's cold now. Even if we can't finish it, we can still eat it tomorrow if we heat it up."
They don’t have a refrigerator at home, so whether the food can be preserved depends entirely on God’s favor.
If the weather is colder, it's fine to keep a meal for a day or two without worrying about waste.
But if it were summer, perhaps the two of them would not dare to be so presumptuous.
Every meal is carefully planned and we never buy too much, otherwise it will go completely bad after a few hours and become inedible.
After saying this, my father walked out with a smile.
Chen Ming was plucking chicken feathers while looking out the door.
There was a look of worry on his face, not because his parents had made such a fuss about dinner, but because he was wondering why the guy who was going to pull the network cable hadn't arrived yet.
It’s almost time for dinner. If the broadband installer at the telecommunications business hall can’t come today, I’ll have to spend another night without internet.
He was used to having internet access whenever he turned on his computer, but now that the internet was suddenly disconnected, he felt very uncomfortable.
Just when Chen Ming handed the gutted and cleaned old hen to his mother, the broadband installer finally arrived.
He was a sturdy man wearing a dark gray telecommunications work suit, riding a 125 motorcycle, which is the most common in rural areas.
He parked the car at the gate of Chen Ming's yard, took out a small card from his pocket and looked at it, then looked at the house number, then drove into the yard and shouted to the house: "Is this Chen Ming's house?"
Chen Ming quickly washed his hands, trotted out to greet him, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's my house."
The man parked the motorcycle and untied a toolbox tied with straps from the rear rack of the motorcycle. Then he turned to Chen Ming and said apologetically, "Comrade Major General, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Chen Ming, who was extremely looking forward to the arrival of the Internet, froze his smile when he heard this name, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
The power of these rumors is really strong. It feels like they are constantly criticizing me.
Thinking about it, Chen Ming corrected him: "Master, I am a major, not a major general. There is a big difference."
Although the master looked strong, he was a bit honest. Hearing Chen Ming's correction, he scratched his head awkwardly and smiled innocently, "They are all high-ranking officials, there is no difference."
He also heard these from others. Today, when he was helping someone else install an Internet cable, he heard the news everywhere.
Everyone said that the Chen family had produced an outstanding military officer, and the county leaders came to express their condolences, which was very impressive.
As for military rank, he forgot whether they were talking about major or major general. In his eyes, it was all the same.
Moreover, "major" is difficult to pronounce, while "major general" is easier to pronounce.
Besides, in their eyes, these are high-ranking officials whom they cannot afford to offend.
He was carrying a backpack and a toolbox in his hands. He glanced at Chen Ming's home and asked, "Where is this router installed?"
"Please put him in my room." Chen Ming replied, then led him to his room.
Anyway, my parents are illiterate, so it’s a bit difficult to get them to understand the news broadcast, let alone use something like a computer.
In their eyes, this thing is just like the Book of Heaven, which is really incomprehensible.
So just connect the network cable directly to his room.
As they walked, Chen Ming asked, "Master, why are you here so late today?"
In order to wait for this master, Chen Ming was eagerly waiting for him, for fear that he would not come.
The broadband technician looked apologetic and explained, "I'm really sorry. There were a lot of people installing broadband today, so it was delayed."
As he spoke, the master seemed to open up a new conversation, and continued: "Young people nowadays don't have the same enthusiasm for celebrating the New Year as before. They would rather celebrate the New Year on the Internet."
"The migrant workers who come back from other places, once they make some money, bring their computers home in large and small bags, and they all compete to install broadband. Otherwise, without the Internet, the computer is even less useful than the TV."
The broadband master sighed and said that he was really tired during the New Year period.
Chen Ming smiled and said, "The times are developing too fast now, and people's hearts are too impetuous."
The master nodded without comment. In the past, everyone wished that New Year's Day would come every day, but now no one wants to celebrate the New Year at all.
Times have changed.
As they spoke, the two of them entered Chen Ming's room.
After entering the room, the broadband technician took out a roll of network cable and a router from his bag and started working skillfully.
He couldn't help but nag at Chen Ming: "This online world is good, but you can't get caught up in it, don't you think?"
Chen Ming nodded without comment, but did not respond. The old master was simply tired after a day's work and wanted to find someone to complain to.
The old master didn't stop talking, and said: "My son is the same, playing the so-called QQ Farm QQ Ranch, and he even set the alarm in the middle of the night to get up and harvest the vegetables."
"It would be great if he could pay half as much attention to his farm work as usual! Every time I ask him to go to the fields to work, he pushes and shoves and refuses to go. Young people nowadays are not as hardworking as they used to be."
The old master said this and sighed deeply.
Ten or twenty years ago, if your father asked you to go to the fields to work, would you dare not go
Before you even uttered the word "no", your father's stick came down first.
But the young people nowadays can say they don’t want to go and feel justified in doing so, as if that is not their land.
After saying that, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Ming and sighed, "Comrade Major General, you are really sensible. You are the same age as my son, but you are already an official. Moreover, you know how to help with housework when you come back. Your parents are so blessed to have a son like you."
Just now in the yard, he saw Chen Ming busying himself with his mother.
Chen Ming smiled and waved his hands, "Everyone has their own destiny. Maybe your son's opportunity hasn't come yet. If it does, he might soar to the sky."
The old master sighed and shook his head, saying, "It's difficult."
After a pause, he added, "Comrade Major General, do you have a ladder at home?"
Installing broadband in rural areas is different from that in county towns. Many houses in county towns have their own broadband interfaces. When you want to connect to the Internet, you can just connect and dial.
But in rural areas, you still have to lay network cables and connect them to the signal box, just like electric wires, and connect them to your home before you can connect to the Internet.
Chen Ming nodded and said, "Yes, outside."
The two men went out of the yard, took the ladder, and brought their tools to the signal box that needed to be connected.
The chassis was on a telephone pole five hundred meters away from Chen Ming's home.
The old master climbed up with a ladder, and after connecting the network, he began to lay the network cable step by step.
The old master's craftsmanship is also very proficient. He can chat with Chen Ming while he is busy.
He asked Chen Ming in amazement, "Comrade Major General, I heard that you have made great contributions in the army?"
Chen Ming felt a little embarrassed when he heard him calling him "Major General" all the time.
He nodded gently and said, "It's not a great merit, it's only a third-class merit."
Hearing this, the old master looked at Chen Ming in surprise and asked in great astonishment: "He killed ten wanted murderers and almost lost his life, but he was only awarded the third-class merit? Is it so difficult to earn military merit in the army?"
The smile on Chen Ming's face froze completely. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning and his mind was unable to process anything.
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Damn it! Even though I know the rumors in the countryside are extremely outrageous, no matter how outrageous they are, they can’t be this outrageous!
Ten wanted murderers, whose weird train of thought is this!
After being shocked for a long time, Chen Ming asked in astonishment: "What do you mean by ten wanted criminals? What is this rumor?"
The old master said, "It's said that you were fighting with ten wanted murderers at the border. When they were about to escape across the border, you suddenly rushed out and fought them head-on, and all ten of them were defeated."
Not yet finished, the master continued:
"It is said that you were shot five or six times and almost died. Luckily, a plane took you to the hospital. It is said that there are still three bullets in your body that have not been removed."
After a pause, he looked at Chen Ming and asked with some concern: "Comrade Major General, is your injury better now?"
Just as Chen Ming was about to answer, the old master said, "Seeing you're so lively, you should be almost recovered. You're very lucky to have survived. No wonder you received military merit. But the army is too stingy to only give you a third-class merit."
Thinking about this, he thought of his own son again, "My son is the same age as you, but you are an official now, while he is still lazy and only knows how to play games every day."
The old master finished speaking with a sigh on his face.
But Chen Ming looked stunned.