As soon as he walked out of the village, Hosseini saw an old figure walking slowly forward on the burnt yellow dirt road ahead.
That man was very familiar to Hosseini. He was the old man who had planned to find a job with him earlier.
At this moment, the old man was hunched over, walking step by step towards the town ahead, his back looking bleak and desolate.
Although the old man looks like he is in his last years, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away, but if you underestimate him because of this, it is definitely a big mistake!
This old man with shabby clothes, cloudy eyes, and wrinkles on his face is definitely a legend!
No one, male or female, old or young, in the Hosseini village dared to look down upon the old man. Sometimes his words were even more effective than those of the village elders.
Hosseini heard someone say that when he was still a child, this old man had already taken a gun and went to the battlefield. He was the only one among the more than 100 soldiers who served together at the time to survive.
When people found him, the old man had fallen into a coma, and near the top of the mountain where he was, there were more than thirty enemy corpses lying!
In the following decades, the old man's comrades changed batch after batch. They were either killed in battle, captured, or disappeared without a trace.
The only thing that stayed with him for a long time was an unsightly rifle that was obtained from the enemy and was later damaged.
The old man's gun looked unremarkable, and the rifling had almost been polished. It was placed on the ground without worrying about someone stealing it.
But just such a broken gun took away the lives of countless enemies, but its owner remained safe and sound, surviving for decades.
Until one evening a few years ago, the old man returned to the village where he was born. From then on, no one saw the old gun again.
From then on, the old man, like all the old people in this country, squatted silently in the corner every day, staring blankly at the pedestrians passing by. They silently endured the pain of illness and hunger while waiting for death to come.
Hosseini walked a few steps quickly and walked side by side with the old man. Neither of them spoke, but there was a trace of determination in their eyes.
Although they are of different ages, they have both held guns and killed people, and now they choose to give everything to their family!
It sounds ridiculous, but it's also so simple and pitiful.
When their families can't even fill their bellies, and their children can only wear rags and go barefoot, these men who have been on the battlefield are absolutely willing to give up everything for the responsibilities on their shoulders!
The two of them walked side by side on the rugged and winding dirt road, occasionally passing by the ruins left over from the war.
It didn't take long for more than a dozen young people to catch up. They gathered with Hosseini and headed towards the town together.
When they were thirsty, they finally saw the shadow of the town.
Although it is said to be a small town, it actually does not have any bustling scene at all. It just has a few more residents and a few more rough-looking shops.
The scars of the war are still clearly visible, and new traces are added from time to time. Many buildings have been repaired after being damaged and look mottled.
People with numb faces were also walking on the street. A group of children in shabby clothes were rolling through hoops and noisily running past, heading straight to the center of the town.
The town was very lively today, and there were obviously a lot more people. Judging from the fact that they were in small groups, they must have come with the same purpose as Hosseini and others.
Hosseini felt a little uneasy when he saw this, fearing that he would not be admitted and would not be able to get the money for his life, in which case the children would continue to starve.
It's funny to say that at this time, Hosseini was actually afraid that others would look down on him, so he was thinking about how to get admitted.
Praying secretly in his heart, Hosseini's face flashed with a look of determination. No matter what method he used, he must get the money!
The old man next to him had an indifferent expression, just walking forward with his head lowered, rarely looking around like other young people.
In the center of the town, several huge tents have been erected. Dozens of men and women who do not look like locals are sitting on tables waving pens and filling in information for the men who come to sign up.
Hosseini and others saw the young man who had been to their place before. He was chatting with several locals. While talking, he kept looking around the crowd.
After seeing Hosseini and others, the young man came over and smiled gently at them.
"It seems that you have made a decision, then come with me!"
When the young man said this, he turned to look at the old man and said in a positive tone: "Please remember what I said, you will never regret this choice, because this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Hosseini was preoccupied with being admitted and didn't pay attention to the young man's words. Instead, a hint of thinking flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes.
For some reason, the old man always felt that the other party had seen through all his secrets, which made him feel a little wary, but also felt extremely ridiculous.
The old man has seen that the other person is just an ordinary person, and it is absolutely impossible to see through his true identity, but where does that strange feeling of being seen through come from?
With the young man leading the way, Hosseini and others quickly filled out the forms and were called into the tent one by one.
Hosseini was the first to walk in and saw two men and a woman sitting inside.
For some unknown reason, Hosseini felt that these three young men were strange and made him feel as if his clothes were being stripped off. If there was a gun around him, he would not hesitate to pick it up to protect himself.
When one's secrets are exposed without any concealment, everyone will feel a sense of insecurity and subconsciously seek self-protection.
However, in order to get that high-paying job, Hosseini still endured the uncomfortable feeling and forced himself to calm down.
The three of them took a look at Hosseini, then asked Hosseini some family information, and nodded lightly.
"Congratulations, you have been admitted to the Shenglong Group. If you put your fingerprint on this contract, you can receive your compensation at any time, a total of 150,000 US dollars!
And you don’t have to worry about your family, because our company will build a town and factory to specifically accommodate the families of the admitted candidates.
There are schools in small towns, your children can attend school for free, and your family can work in factories.
As long as you become an employee of Shenglong Group, the group will do its best to give you no worries!
If you have other requirements, you can also mention them to us and we will try our best to meet your requirements!"
After hearing what the other party said, Hosseini felt like he was in a dream. This Shenglong Group not only gave him a large sum of money, but also arranged accommodation and work for his family!
Such favorable conditions made Hosseini feel like he was dreaming.
I wondered if the other party was deceiving me, but then I thought, my family is already so poor, what can I be deceived about?
Besides, as long as the other party gives you money, it doesn’t matter if you are cheated out of your life!
Hosseini was illiterate and could not understand the content on the black paper, but he followed the other party's request and cut his thumb to make a bloody fingerprint.
After putting away the contract, a young man walked in outside and took Hosseini to collect his share of the huge compensation.