I come from an ordinary peasant family, and my parents have worked hard all their lives to cultivate and learn the mysteries of the land. In this simple countryside, I gradually acquired the demeanor of an adult, however, I had a unique dream in my heart, and I was not satisfied with farming for generations.
In the spring of 1978, I celebrated my 18th birthday. I've never been much interested in this kind of birthday, and I've never done anything like birthday wishes, so I was very satisfied with just eating something delicious on my past birthdays.
However, this year's birthday I have a new idea, my birthday wish is to be able to become a soldier, to be an honorable soldier, it has always been my dream, I think it is an incomparably honorable honor.
On that winter day, I enlisted in the army, however, unlike what I expected, life in the army was not easy. I was tired from the many training tasks that followed, and I had to get up early every day to assemble and ride in the old-fashioned liberation truck with the recruits.
However, I didn't think about giving up. The moment I put on my uniform, I felt a great sense of honor and a sense of responsibility. Life in the army passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, five years have passed, and in these five years, I have experienced too many things in the army that I will never forget.
In February 1984, this special day, I finally came to the verge of retirement, and the mood at the moment is indescribable, nostalgic for my old comrades-in-arms, reluctant to give up the squad leader, nostalgic for the days and nights there, and the sweat that has been shed.
However, there were some things that had to be faced, so I obeyed the orders of my superiors and left the army and returned to my hometown. These years in my hometown are the most precious memories of my life, and these experiences will stay with me for the rest of my life, and I will never forget everyone and my original intention.
One thing that sticks with me the month I retired and returned to my hometown was an incident that happened when I was going through the salary adjustment process. Even after all this time, I still remember it vividly.
Back in my hometown, I felt both familiar and a little strange. The first thing I did when I got home was to go through the procedures for capital transfer, and I went to the health bureau to handle it. The staff handed me a ** and asked me to fill in the information as required.
I encountered a problem when filling it out, and that was the length of service column. Normally, I received my invitation to enlist on December 10, 1978, so I should have counted my years of service from December of that year, and that's what it says on my file.
However, the local area around 1978 was a dividing line.
In the town where I was born, there was a middle-aged man in the health bureau, who was the main person in charge of personnel management, although he was neither too old nor too young, but he left a deep impression on my heart.
I remember that the people around him respected him as Teacher Yan, probably because he was a middle school Chinese teacher, and his teaching level was quite good, and he even had his own happy family, and his life was very happy.
He glanced at the time, realized that it was almost time to get off work, and urged me to leave quickly and come back tomorrow. Although I was a little reluctant in my heart, I could only nod my head in agreement because of the leader's suggestion.
Maybe I'll be able to get the process done sooner tomorrow.
The next day, I came to the agreed place early, and he handed me a **, and I looked at it carefully. Suddenly, I noticed a problem, and that was the working hours column.
He wrote the date wrong, and it was December '78, but he wrote it as January '79. I immediately pointed out the problem to him, and I said that you wrote the wrong date, isn't there a problem?
He explained that it was fine, it was only a month away, and it would not affect his work. He said a lot of people write like that now.
After listening to what he said, I was puzzled, this is obviously a wrong statement, the years are different, what is the purpose of this?Do you really think that others can't see it?
He began to justify himself again, insisting that he was writing correctly, while I was wrong, saying that I was conscripted this year, but in fact belonged to next year. I tried to argue with him for a long time, but in the end it was fruitless, so I had to give up, because he always found reasons to support his views.
I decided to come back in a few days, but after a while, he came again, still sticking to his point of view and unwilling to accept my corrections.
It was really important for me, so I went to him for help. I thought it might be because he was in a bad mood lately, and if he was in a better mood tomorrow, he might be able to deal with it for me.
Although I need to make a few trips, I don't think it matters. In general, he shouldn't be able to resist my stalking, after all, it's not difficult for him.
He probably thinks I'm young and ignorant, and says to me very seriously, why do you have to come to him so often for such a small matter?He is so busy, how can he have time to help me solve problems every day?
I should focus on my own affairs and not always think about him. Every time I go to his office, I'm kicked out soon, and I don't think it's going to go anywhere with him, so I think I'd better go to work honestly.
As I was about to ride my bike back to the office, I was suddenly scolding in my ears that made me a little uneasy. I turned my head and saw that it was my former mentor, Mr. Yan, who was slandering me behind my back and complaining that I was not doing things well.
Originally, I was not in a very good mood, but now that I was attacked by him like this, I couldn't bear it, and all my anger exploded at this moment.
"Punching", I came up with an idea, I really want him to taste the taste of fists!Things are already a mess, what's the point of keeping him!His words and deeds instantly broke my reason and made me angry like never before.
In the past, I always dealt with problems calmly and rationally, and I had never had such impulsive thoughts. Now, when he encounters such an arrogant and unreasonable person, he can't do his own thing well, and he has to shirk responsibility, is he deceiving himself?
When faced with conflict, I choose to deal with it calmly to avoid escalation. I went back to his office and locked the door to make sure we could talk in a distraction-free environment.
I insist on abiding by the law and ethics and try to avoid using violence to solve problems. I will try to resolve disagreements through communication and consultation.
He will pay for his actions, and when I started to lecture him, he began to come to his senses and told me not to fight, not to fight, what is not negotiable, he knew that he had done something wrong.
But I thought to myself, it's been so long, I can discuss it a long time ago, why did you go earlier, I get angry when I think of this. I was about to continue beating him, when I suddenly heard a knock on the door, so I helped him up and opened the door.
It turned out that you were calling me outside the door, he was injured, afraid of being seen by the leader, the leader asked me why I locked the door, I just said it was okay, come to him to do something, he nodded and agreed.
Although the leader knew the situation, he didn't ask in detail, after all, Mr. Yan has always had a bad reputation.
Later, I didn't bother him anymore, and the date was postponed for a year, so I postponed it for a year, after all, my anger also dissipated, but what I didn't expect was that a few days after beating him, someone told me that the date had been changed, I thought about it carefully, and probably knew the ins and outs of the matter.
In fact, in the end, this matter can be solved peacefully, everyone can sit down and discuss it well, how good, everyone is happy, why do you have to make trouble to this point to solve the problem, it is a typical bully of the weak.
A few years later, the man named Yan was fired for **. Someone asked me if I remembered the past, and now that he's in trouble, it's really self-inflicted.
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