I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 269 268. County Educators Progress Conference

The    team lined up, a total of six teams, and then Xiufang and other six young women newly joined the county sales team.

   They will be responsible for cutting, mixing, and selling Liangpi, but they don't have to be responsible for accounting, and now each of the six sales teams has a person who specializes in money management.

  Wang Yi arranged for the production team to invite the whole team to eat Liangpi to quickly hone them, hone their knives for cutting Liangpi, and let them familiarize themselves with the process of mixing Liangpi as soon as possible.

   So as the preparations were completed, they started to get busy.

   Cutting and mixing Liangpi are simple, anyway, the ingredients are laid out, cut the Liangpi, sprinkle the ingredients and hand it over.

   It was the first time that they had done this kind of thing in public. Everyone was inevitably nervous. What Wang Yi had to do was to use the members of the production team to line up to relieve their nervousness.

   This kind of thing takes a lot of practice to get used to.

  The members were bustling, you were talking and I was joking, and they were all urging Xiufang and others to speed up, so that mistakes would be made while busy.

   But Wang Yi and Wang Xianghong did not speak.

   This is also one of the items to hone in.

   Seeing that the two did not blame themselves, the members even let go and shouted:

   "Da Fenger, you can add more sesame sauce to me. My wife has not eaten this sesame sauce yet. I'll give her a taste. It's delicious."

   "That Xiufang, hurry up, you are usually very good at bluffing, why are you so slow today?"

   "Hey, hey, peanuts and peanuts, I didn't put peanuts on my skin!"

   "I'm coming so fast? The queue has arrived at my door, so my stomach hurts, I'll order ahead..."

   There were people who wanted to jump in the queue when they saw that no one was in charge, but as long as they dared to jump in the queue, Wang Xianghong immediately smashed it with a pipe rod!

   Slowly, the speed of mixing Liangpi is accelerated.

  Because today's purpose is to train Liangpi salesmen, the distribution plan is simple: a large Liangpi for strong labor, a medium Liangpi for light labor and weak labor, and a small Liangpi for semi-labor and non-labor.

   Every household reported the labor force by themselves, because they were all acquaintances of the same team, no one would lie.

  Some people have a big appetite and say: "Zhishu, I don't think I can eat enough Liangpi, can I get two more?"

   Wang Xianghong said angrily: "I don't have enough to eat, can you eat me?"

  The members laughed.

  The colander said, "I'm not enough to teach you how to make sesame paste noodles, right? It's delicious. You can go back and order some noodles. Pour out the soup and mix the noodles with cold water. It's also delicious."

  Liu Hongmei smiled and said, "I still need you to teach this? It turns out that this is sesame sauce noodles."

  The colander was unhappy after being laughed at, and said, "No, I can make sesame sauce noodles, and I can teach you, but I just suddenly remembered that you don't have sesame sauce, so it's better to use this soup to make noodles, it's delicious and simple."

The    team moved forward slowly, and the speed was actually quite fast.

   The person who received Liangpi walked back happily, and the children who came with him jumped around and looked in.

   Another child said to their mother: "Mom, I don't like spicy food, so don't mix it all at once when you go back. Sprinkle me with less chili oil and more sesame sauce. The sesame sauce is delicious."

   The outsiders who came to watch the movie learned that the production team of Tianya Island began to collectively divide delicious food again, and they had a serious psychological imbalance. They got together and said sour words:

   "It is said that Tianya Island is difficult. I think they are difficult. Eat zongzi today and eat this shredded pork noodle tomorrow. Is this difficult?"

   "Tsk tsk, look at this production team. It's called a big collective. We can't envy it. What kind of **** big collective is that in our team? Shit, we have to invite cadres to dinner."

   "It's no wonder that the Wang family doesn't want to do the job. If I were here, I wouldn't go to the job, and I would get dividends and food with the production team. What a good day, this is entering the primary stage of socialism!"

  “…”

Aunt Song just happened to bring two girls to the team tonight to watch a movie. She saw the team members walking back with their basins, and she was immediately happy: "Qingqing, Yaoyao, do you see it? I'm right, right? The people of Tianya Island are living a good life together!"

   A girl with long braids asked suspiciously: "Auntie, did you reveal in advance that we are coming..."

   "Auntie is not such a person." The round-faced girl next to her shook her head.

   Aunt Song said angrily: "Yaoyao is right, I, Aunt Song, do such a thing? You ask, I've been telling people that I have kissed people all these years. Although it's not right and right, I have a good life, but have I lied to fool people?"

   "What's more, you all think too highly of yourself, this Wang family can still provide the whole team with a meal of shredded pork noodles because I brought two unmarried lesbians over to watch a movie today?"

  Qingqing thought.

   Indeed.

Wang Xianghong was overjoyed when she heard that Aunt Song brought the two girls here, "Sister Song, it's better to hurry up early, come come, come come, and two lesbians, let's eat a bowl of Liangpi and shredded pork together. Cool skin!"

   "This is the new business experience of our commune and team enterprise. You are catching up. We haven't sold it outside yet. Let you try it first - can you eat spicy food? This spicy food is delicious, sour and spicy, refreshing and appetizing!"

   Aunt Song said with a smile: "If you can eat it, you can eat it. Our outer island is so wet. If you don't eat spicy food to get rid of moisture, how can your body stand it?"

   At this time, the commune members were still lining up, and the person in front said, "Aunt Song, come to my place and get it for you first."

   Aunt Song waved her hand and said, "I don't dare. We've already eaten all the food, so how can we cut the queue?"

  The colander took a sip of water and said, "Auntie, come to me, I'll tune it for you."

He picked up the kitchen knife and flicked his wrist, and then picked up the cold skin 'duoduo' and cut a large piece. Then, as soon as the kitchen knife was put away, he quickly put the cold skin into the sea bowl, and added the seasoning swiftly. Put some shredded pork on top.

   Aunt Song pushed the girl next to her and said, "Go get it, remember to thank my comrades."

  Yaoyao thanked very steadily.

  The colander was embarrassed here, smirked and hurriedly went faster.

  Wang Yi asked them to eat at the table under the locust tree.

This Liangpi is one of the perfect foods for summer. They use enough ingredients. In this era of scarcity, a bowl of Liangpi evenly stained with sesame sauce, chili oil and even sprinkled with sesame seeds and shredded pork is very good for their stomachs. That's a super-saturated blow!

  The two girls couldn't care less, and subconsciously picked up the bowl and snorted.

   There were also young people in the team who came over to get a table with a bowl.

   This is a girl sent by a matchmaker for a blind date.

  Hands are fast and hands are slow. Now is not the time to be thin-skinned, reserved, and put on airs!

  Wang Yi was having dinner with Xu Heng, Qiu Weishui and others, and asked, "Have you all got your stuff ready? We're going to report the day after tomorrow."

   Qiu Weishui was quite hesitant: "Mr. Wang, do I still want to go? What should I do with my classmates in Yuhong class?"

  Wang Yi said: "It's okay, let them play with their brothers and sisters for more than 20 days, and when you finish learning, come back and educate them better."

Xu Hengquan said: "Yes, we are here to learn, not to play. In our military, this is called withdrawing the fist and then hitting someone - withdrawing the fist is not to escape, but to build up the power to punch, and hit like this It hurts!"

   He asked Sun Zhengnan again: "Deputy class, have you written the speech?"

  Sun Zhengnan threw down his chopsticks as soon as he heard this.

   looked sad.

  Wang Yi asked in surprise: "What speech? Do you want to speak? Oh, is it because you caught the enemy and went to the county to speak?"

   Xu Heng said: "I was speaking in the study class of the County No. 1 Middle School. At that time, we will have a class opening ceremony. The two of us will go up to speak and make a report on the enemy's special incident."

   "There is also the story of the martyr Zhang Hua of the Second Brigade of the Fourth Military Medical University. We have to contact the story of the martyr Zhang Hua to make this report." Sun Zhengnan added.

On the 11th of this month, Zhang Hua, an air force soldier of the Fengtian Military Region and a college student from the Fourth Military Medical University, rescued Wei Zhide, a 69-year-old man who fell into the cesspool, and died honorably. This incident has aroused great influence and discussion in the society. To many young people with a huge touch.

  Sun Zhengnan listed Zhang Hua as a role model. He wanted to learn from this college student who was born in the Air Force, but his education level was too low, and it was too difficult for him to write a speech.

  Wang Yi asked: "How about I help you write?"

  Sun Zhengnan shook his head and whispered, "I don't want to cheat on this kind of thing. In fact, the county No. 1 Middle School has already commissioned a teacher to write a speech for us, but I will either write my own speech, or I would rather not speak."

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, Mr. Sun, I just like your authenticity, but it's too hard for you to write it yourself, so let's study it together."

   "You speak your true thoughts, and I will help you organize some simple sentences. You can see that this is not a matter of falsification. You still speak your heart, and what you say is the truth."

  Sun Zhengnan laughed when he heard this and said, "Okay, Teacher Wang, thank you then."

   Now he has an appetite, picks up his rice bowl and happily instigates Liangpi.

  19 was busy.

He helped Sun Zhengnan with the draft in the morning, and the two discussed together and finally wrote a draft that would satisfy both of them. Then he had to pack things up for himself and Qiu Weishui, as well as arrange tasks for Da Fu, Colander, Wang Xinzhao, and Wang Ugly Cat. .

  I am not in the team, but there are many people who need them to work.

Wang Yi said to Ma Liu again: "You can stay in the team with peace of mind. For the time being, you are still in charge of the sales of Ping An knot. If the Ping An knot is not easy to sell, you can help sell cold vegetables and cold skins. If you have any other business, you can go to the county one. find me."

  Ma Liu said gratefully, "President Wang, don't worry, I have found an organization here, and I must perform well. If there is any difficulty, I will solve the problem. If there is no condition for solving the difficulty, I will create the conditions myself!"

  In the afternoon, the old people headed by Shou Xing Ye gathered at the gate of the brigade committee office. They continued to make noise around Wang Xianghong:

   "You are a cadre and a descendant of the Wang family. Say something, what are you going to do about this?"

   "I'll explain it to you first, I'll do it with the old man who dares to demolish the ancestral hall!"

   "Yes, I've **** them too. Unless it kills me, I'll never touch a stone of a stone!"

  Wang Xianghong had a bitter face, crouched on the ground and kept smoking.

   He couldn't stand it anymore, so he came to Wang Yi: "Mr. Wang, you can put an end to the solution you came up with, the seniors will be forced to die!"

  Wang Yi comforted him and said: "Calm down, Secretary, calm down, wait a minute, the time is not yet, but the time will come soon, you can stabilize their emotions."

  Wang Xianghong had to go back to squatting on the ground to continue smoking and continue to be criticized.

   In the middle of the afternoon.

   He finally got his time.

   Just when he was besieged, Qiu Weishui took a letter and hurried over to them and said, "Shi Shu, Shou Xing, and uncles, don't be angry, don't worry, I'll get a handwritten letter from my grandfather!"

  Wang Xianghong immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "What handwriting?"

Qiu Weishui gasped and said, "Huhu, it's like this, it's like this, I heard, after the new policy, I heard your words in Yuhong Class yesterday, and I quickly wrote a letter to my grandfather. Let Comrade Zhang Youxin send it over."

   "Comrade Zhang Youxin came to deliver a letter just now, with a handwritten letter from my grandfather..."

   she pointed to the pier.

   The mail ship of the Post Office on the pier just turned around and left.

Wang Xianghong opened the envelope and looked at the words on it. Qiu Weishui said to the old people, "I told my grandfather about the situation of our production team. I think this is a very unreasonable thing, and it hurts deeply. One thing about the enthusiasm of our production team and the love for the motherland..."

   "Yes, yes, that's it, the teacher has to be able to speak." An old man hurriedly responded.

  Shou Xingye asked, "Then what did your grandfather say?"

   Qiu Weishui said: "My grandfather said that although the state has relevant policies, they cannot be enforced. This is too rigid. Some ancestral halls are not remnants of feudalism, but they still have positive significance."

"For example, the ancestral hall of our production team, not only the ancestors of the Wang family and ancestors, but also because the space has other functions - as for what function he did not say, but we just need to find a function. "

   An old man asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

   Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "It means that Leader Ye gave us an idea of ​​Li Dai Tao Zong, we just need to assign other responsibilities to the ancestral hall."

"For example, aren't our team planning to arrange for female members to cut clothes, make shirts and suits and sell them in the city? Then we can put a few tables in the ancestral hall, make clothes inside, and call it one of our commune and team enterprises. Production workshop!"

  An old man with white hair asked: "Let's arrange this so we don't need to demolish the ancestral hall?"

   Qiu Weishui nodded heavily and said, "Yes!"

  The old people were overjoyed: "That's great, it's good now."

   "It has to be the big leader who speaks. Oh, there are people in the DPRK who are good officials."

   "Good news, this is good news, I can finally put my heart back in my stomach..."

  Shou Xing Ye frowned.

   How do I feel like something is wrong with this?

   Qiu Weishui took the book back and showed it to them, saying, "Don't worry, uncles and grandpas, look, although this is a handwritten book, it is stamped by my grandfather. It is a response method supported by the government."

   There are dense characters on the letter paper, and at the bottom is a big red seal.

  The old people were illiterate and could not understand what was written on the letter.

   But they recognize the red seal.

   This kind of big red seal can’t be stamped casually. Once it is stamped, it means speaking on behalf of the government!

   As for the words on the red seal, they couldn't understand it.

   Anyway, it's a five-pointed star red stamp!

   Lord Shou Xing was confused, he wanted to ask questions, but the juniors around him were chatting happily, making his head even more confused.

  I don't think so, he silently said to himself, anyway, the ancestral hall has been preserved, and he is worthy of the dead ancestors.

   A resolution was passed on this matter.

  The ancestral hall will be opened later, and the production team will set up a new clothing-making team. Wang Xianghong will have a meeting to dispatch young women and women who are good at female redness to join the team to learn how to make clothes with Wang Yi.

   When things were done, he really put his heart back into his stomach, and then squatted under the shade of the tree at the entrance of the office to smoke a bag of relieved cigarettes.

   When he was smoking, he saw Wang Yi, and Wang Yi smiled at him: "Secretary, this is the last thing I do for the team before I go to the "County Education Workers Progress Conference"."

  Wang Xianghong waved his hand and said, "You can make progress at ease."

   July 20th.

   On Tuesday, Tianya-2 set sail again, heading for the county seat.

   This time it was Wang Xianghong who sailed the boat. He said to Wang Yi, "You have a lot of things on your hands now, but you have to be careful and don't mess up."

  Wang Yi thought about it and found that he had a lot of things at hand:

   Decorate the teachers' dormitory, decorate the second canteen, find a chef for the second canteen, assemble the radio, arrange the entire production team to carry out sanitation construction, etc.

   These things are many but not cluttered.

   The second cafeteria can be renovated first. He attended the training class in the county No. 1 middle school, but he was not locked in the closed training, so he had the opportunity to come out to support the renovation and decoration of the second cafeteria.

  The decoration of the teacher's dormitory will wait until the second canteen is finished. Anyway, no one lives during the summer vacation, so you can use the remaining materials of the second canteen to decorate.

  The assembly of the radio can wait until the beginning of the new semester. After all, he has to wait for the radio box on Wang Xianggao's side. If the box does not come out, it is useless to assemble the radio parts.

   And there is no rush to carry out sanitation construction, and we have to wait until the weather is cooler.

   As for finding a chef, it was easier, Wang Yi said to Wang Xianghong, "There seems to be an old chef in the commune surnamed Mi? Secretary, go and find out about this person. Let's invite him to be a chef. His cooking skills are very good."

   Wang Xianghong said: "Oh, old man Mi? Mi Zhen, Mi Zhenbang? Yes, his name is Mi Zhenbang. His cooking skills are quite good, and I have heard of his reputation."

"His family has always been a cook, and he seems to have opened a stove in the city before, but when he cut his tail in 1970, he was bullied and said in a rage that he would never cook again, so can we invite him? "

  Wang Yi said: "He has been cooking again for a long time. The last time the professor in the province invited us to dinner, he asked him to be the chef."

   "If he doesn't want to come when you go to invite him, then you raise his salary. Who has a grudge against money? Right?"

   Wang Xianghong said: "As long as he is still willing to cook, I have a way to invite him."

  The boat docked and the four young teachers disembarked.

   A number of eyes around them quickly turned to them.

   The four people are very eye-catching.

   Qiu Weishui wore the white floral dress that Wang Yi gave her, a straw hat on her head and a watch on her wrist. She was elegant and beautiful, like a fashionable female star in a movie.

  Sun Zhengnan and Xu Heng put on uniforms, and the two of them insisted on wearing uniforms on a hot day. Among them, Sun Zhengnan also wore a tie...

  The last is Wang Yi, and the most eye-catching is also Wang Yi.

   He was wearing a pair of really good green army pants, a pair of green rubber shoes on his feet, and a big red vest on his upper body.

  Red and green match, can this not be eye-catching? It's even a little harsh!

   Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Wang Yi puffed out his chest and tried to let people see the words on his vest:

   Advanced collective for typhoon earthquake relief and disaster relief!

Wang Xianghong was very satisfied with his dress and said, "Mr. Wang, you are becoming more and more conscious now, you don't care about dressing up, um, your dress is very meaningful, you can use this dress to remind yourself to keep your life alive at all times. The advanced nature of work style and work style!"

   Qiu Weishui snickered.

   She didn't understand why Wang Yi was so interested in this outfit. Today, Teacher Wang deliberately packed up her outfit and made such a suit, and she kept posing for her.

   She feels very earthy.

   But Wang Yi felt it was trendy.

   So the popularity is a circle, and it may roll back to the starting point one day.

   He was about to leave when he got on the pier, but Wang Xianghong stopped him: "Mr. Wang, there is also a cart."

  Wang Yi turned around and said, "Can't Xu Heng push this?"

   Xu Heng pointed to his clothes, and Sun Zhengnan also pointed to his tie.

   Qiu Weishui licked his watch and said, "Then let me push it."

  What else can Wang Yi say?

   He could only push the trolley and set off.

   On the way, he heard someone say: "Where is the officer lady? They are too capitalist, you see, they even hired a laborer to carry the luggage..."

   There was even an old man in Qing Dynasty who was distraught when he saw this scene, and sighed: "The golden monkey rose up with a great stick, and Yuyu clarified Wan Liye. Cheers to Sun Dasheng today, only because the demon fog is back again!"

   The worst part was when they arrived at the county's No. 1 Middle School, Qiu Weishui took out their invitation letter to the Education Workers Progress Conference and showed it to Mengang.

The old man in Mengang opened the door and said enthusiastically: "Come in, are all three of you comrades teachers coming to attend the meeting? Oh, comrades laborers, please push your luggage here, we are closed for summer vacation, no idlers are allowed. Wait in."

  Wang Yi is really heartbroken.

   Fortunately, Qiu Weishui hurriedly helped him clear his innocence: "This is our principal!"

The old man   Menggang was stunned on the spot: "Ah? Are you kidding me?"

  Sun Zhengnan said: "He is the principal of our Tianya Primary School!"

The old man   Mangang murmured: "Oh, then your comrade principal is really high-minded, and he has truly stood with the people. He is a native of Liba."

   In Teacher Xiaoqiu's mind, her man is a man who stands above the ground. She misunderstood the word 'Xia Liba' and said unhappily, "How do you scold people? How can you look down on people?"

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "Xia Liba people are not insulting words, they are just used to compare with Yangchun Baixue. But this old comrade made a mistake. Xia Liba people are popular literature and popular songs, and they cannot be used to describe people."

The old man    said: "I completely believe that you are a principal now, and your cultural level is quite high."

   The bell of the bicycle rang from behind, and someone came on a bicycle. It was a young man riding a young woman.

  Wang Yi looked back, hey, know.

   This is also a private teacher, Huang Hui, a private teacher of Jindao Primary School on Jinlan Island.

  Huang Hui greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. Wang, we really have a fate, have we met again?"

   Wang Yi smiled and said, "Hello Mr. Huang, we meet again."

  Huang Hui was wearing a white shirt and a pair of tunic trousers. Although he was wearing cloth shoes, this dress was indeed the standard dress for teachers in the fishing village of 1982.

  Especially with four pens in his jacket pocket.

   This is a symbol of wealth!

Huang Hui got out of the car and introduced him to him. The female teacher behind him was from the same school. Her name was Jin Jiaojiao. She was also a private teacher. .

   Those who can be admitted to secondary schools are all powerful characters.

  Because all the private teachers from elementary schools in the county will come to participate in this training session, there are quite a lot of people, so the organizer of the county No. 1 middle school has set up a sign-in venue, which is in the hall of their teaching building.

   This teaching building is quite new, and its style is similar to the later township teaching buildings. The front and rear of its hall are open. Walking in along the main road in the school, someone is checking their information and signing in.

  Wang Yi saw Zhu Zhenxue and Zhu Goodnight here, and Zhu Goodnight's sharp eyes also saw him wave to them for the first time.

  Zhu Zhenxue who was chatting with a school official who looked like he nodded and came to look for Wang Yi. He smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, why are you dressed like this?"

  Wang Yi raised his chest and said, "Because the working people are the most glorious!"

   Wishing good night to applaud with a smile, she looked at Sun Zhengnan curiously, and then subconsciously bit her lower lip with her teeth.

Zhu Zhenxue introduced them to each other, he said to Wang Yi: "Come on, let's go to the dormitory, I have signed for you all, Mr. Xiaoqiu, you live in A02 in the girls' dormitory - but you should go home and live on weekdays. , by the way, take care of your grandfather, Mr. Wang, the four of us are in A01 in the boys' dormitory."

   "I'll lead you to put down your things first, and then we'll go to the logistics office to pay for the food stamps."

The overall layout of    County No. 1 Middle School is a square and flat land, and then a north-south road is divided into two large areas. The west part is the playground and farmland, of which the playground is in the south and the farmland is in the north.

There is also a north-south road in the eastern area. The teaching building and the teaching building are on the south side of this road. For example, the north and south exits of the teaching building hall are connected to the road respectively, which means that the road passes through the teaching building.

  The male and female student dormitory is located in the north, the female dormitory is in the west of the road, the male dormitory is in the east of the road, and the other continues to the north is the restaurant, boiler room and other functional rooms.

   All the dormitories in the No. 1 High School in the county are like large dormitories converted from classrooms. Wang Yi pushed the door and entered - there are blackboards on both sides of the front and back, this is the classroom of the past!

  There are upper and lower canopy beds in a circle in the dormitory, and there are tables and benches in the middle. At this time, several teachers have come and are sitting on their beds chatting and laughing.

  Wang Yi went in and saw another acquaintance, Mo Zhizhi, the teacher of Jubao Island Primary School he had met during the examination of the commune primary school.

   As soon as Sun Zhengnan and Xu Heng came in, these people were stunned and suddenly applauded.

  A young teacher on the upper bunk jumped down and said warmly to the two of them: "Welcome, you must be Teacher Sun and Teacher Xu from Tianya Elementary School, right? We caught the two fighting hero teachers of the enemy!"

  Wang Yi raised his chest silently.

  Comrades, there is also a heroic teacher who saved the country from the loss in the typhoon disaster!

   He also raised his right hand and waited for a handshake.

   No one shook hands with him.

   So he raised his left hand and clasped his hands together.

   Well, that's not too embarrassing...

   (end of this chapter)