Ye Yaodong was delighted. He really had become a village celebrity.
Seeing "Table 6" written on it, he felt he had made something of himself, getting to sit at a banquet with the officials. His parents would have something to be proud of when they went out again.
Now he truly felt he had brought honor to his family. It felt good, even better than catching a big fish. His efforts in this second chance at life had not been wasted.
His grandfather down below must have been so pleased. He would surely work even harder to bless him.
"What hard work? It's our job anyway. Something that brings honor to our village-plenty of people would fight for the chance to do it."
"Hahaha, yes, exactly. Well, I'd like to get into the temporary militia too, do my bit and look impressive. So I'll trouble you to put my name down, Director A De. And if it's convenient, could you add a few more names?"
"Sure. Who do you want to sign up?"
"Just A-Guang, Xiao Xiao, A-Zheng, and Fatty, those four. Ask my brothers later."
Of course he had to drag his buddies into it. Otherwise, what would he do if patrol duty got too boring?
More importantly, he couldn't be working hard on patrol while they lounged around enjoying the opera!
Friends ought to share the good things. Naturally, he couldn't leave them out of such an honorable task. None of them had worn a red armband in this lifetime yet. He had to give them a chance.
No need to thank him!
Director A De looked at him with a smile. "I know the Xiao Xiao and A-Zheng you mean. Which one is Fatty? The one whose father is a cook?"
"Yes, yes. Is there another fatty