Ling Chengyan entered and immediately saw Political Commissar Xu Dong, alongside a fifty-something elder and a middle-aged man. She had met both before; they were the secretary and militia leader of the Longsheng Brigade.
Xu Dong greeted Ling Chengyan with a cheerful smile, "Comrade Ling Chengyan, come in, come in."
He rose, personally pulled out a chair and invited Ling Chengyan to sit. The militia leader of the Longsheng Brigade, Zhang Qingguang, took the initiative and poured a cup of tea for her.
Ling Chengyan ignored Zhang Qingguang and did not touch the tea he extended, simply following Xu Dong's motion and sitting down on the chair, saying, "Did the Political Commissar call me for a task?"
"Hahaha, Comrade Ling Chengyan deserves accolades for such responsibility." Xu Dong laughed heartily, seemingly awkward and unable to stop smiling. "But there's no need to be so tense. Today, I came to present an award to Comrade Ling Chengyan on behalf of the commune and the squad,"
