Old days (19)

Lin Xiaoxing's fists slowly clenched, and then slowly loosened. Then he shouted "Mom". After Fan Yunqing's words were interrupted, she said: You are very busy with work. I know everything you said, and I have written it down. If you are busy, go and do it.

Fan Yunqing raised his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist, saying "Oh": I have to rush to the study class. I'm afraid it's too late if I don't leave. You two of you, where are you going? I told me to wait for this half a day. As he said, he looked like he was about to leave. Before leaving, he touched Lin Xiaoxing's face, obedient, and restrained his temper. Then he took out a stack of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Xiaoxing's pocket. Everyone's life is like this. Let's get better slowly, be good!

Lin Xiaoxing wanted to pay back the money, but he still didn't do it so willfully.

She is my mother! She must not give it to her, this is the matter.

I'll give you a gift. Lin Xiaoxing turned around and sent Fan Yunqing away.

On the way, Fan Yunqing told Lin Xiaoxing about this: It was mainly because you were doing your cousin’s job. It was just a coincidence that it happened to be such an opportunity. In addition, my colleagues in their unit seemed to have some misunderstandings about your cousin and I was implicated. It was nothing, but it was a pity that your cousin’s job was still separated by the space. When he spoke, he spoke very calmly, and it seemed that he did not have much psychological burden because of this incident.

Su Jin then heard the clue and said quickly: The factory's primary school is being built, and it is recruiting teachers. My cousin is a college student, and it is always possible to be a primary and middle school teacher. I will go and ask about his very enthusiastic appearance.

Lin Xiaoxing pursed his lips and lowered his head without saying anything.

Fan Yunqing over there was an unexpected surprise: Really? I don’t know the news. Lao Zhao is really, why don’t you tell me? Look at this matter! If this matter is done, thank you Xiao Su.

Seeing what my mother said, Su Jin quickly said: Isn’t this the one that should be divided?

After sending Fan Yunqing away, Lin Xiaoxing said: What are you involved in? You just need to take it on yourself without knowing anything. Then he whispered to tell everything.

Su Jin was stunned for a moment: Why didn’t you say that something big happened at home earlier?

What do I say about your mother here? Lin Xiaoxing rolled his eyes at him. My own cousin, wouldn’t I say if I had the chance? It’s better to arrange work elsewhere. In our factory, no one knows about my family’s affairs. Even if it’s placed in, everyone’s gossip will not stop. In fact, as I said, it’s better to be an apprentice in the workshop than to be a teacher.

With her background, she always feels that the more she is, the more she is afraid of heavy things, the more she will be.

Then what do you think? Su Jin frowned. I'm just trying to make you happy. Besides, you also say it's a newspaper. Do you still remember the article I wrote before? I never thought that my article would be selected. I don't think that there may be some contributions and favors from our mother or cousin. Besides, now that I've said it out, what else can I do? Why don't I ask her?

Lin Xiaoxing nodded in the end, raised his legs and left first.

Su Jin followed: I really know I was wrong this time. You don’t know, I was so tired that I could find a crack in the ground and I wouldn’t come out again.

One of them walked in front and the other chased afterwards. But after that, you still have to live your life.

Lin Xiaoxing should have received some education in this incident.

At least, every time she cooks, she starts to move. She also helps pick and wash vegetables. By cooking, she also starts talking to those who can't get her eyes in and those who can't get her eyes in. Mrs. Miao told her that the oil should not be poured into a bottle, which is too wasteful. Pour the oil into a bowl and use a small spoon to scoop out bit by bit to save fuel. Guilan told her that she should not cover the pot when cooking, otherwise it would become stewed and would not be delicious.

Lin Xiaoxing also heard it one by one. As for whether the taste of the cook is good, these are secondary. The important thing is that it can turn the raw into ripe. As long as Lin Xiaoxing cooks the rice, Su Jin exaggerates to say it tastes delicious, and she wants to laugh. She clearly saw her put salt twice, and it was so delicious that it was so damn it.

Lin Xiaoxing also invited Lin Yutong to join: Sister, you are alone, otherwise you won’t open the fire and eat with us.

don't want!

I can't stand the taste you made.

She politely refused: This pregnancy has a variety of reactions during pregnancy. You can't master my taste.

Then when Lin Xiaoxing had eaten by himself, he was so salty that he said: I want to say that the taste of my cooking is so strange, and I still say so kindly

In fact, Lin Yutong is not troublesome to cook alone. Only stir-fry a dish is just a bowl of rice. After eating, you don’t have to wash so many plates and bowls. It cannot be more perfect.

It’s evening, when you go to the small auditorium and become an activist, you have to listen carefully to the class. Every night, you will read current affairs and politics, and theories of the big works.

The activists who came here were few of them with ink. Most of them were workshop workers, such as Zhang Baozhu, who were very strong and actively working in the workshop. So they were sent.

Then I worked a day of heavy physical labor, and I was so tired. I sat here to listen to the class or the theory class. This was like asking elementary school students to take politics classes. Everyone wanted to listen to what kind of class the class was just for middle school students, but I didn't understand it very much. Zhuang Tingting, who was sitting next to Lin Yutong, started to doze off.

Of course, it was not just her, most of them dozing off. After a class was over, Zhang Baozhu's snoring started.

With this comparison, there is an activist who is obediently holding a notebook and pen to take notes, which is particularly prominent.

Lin Yutong dared not write any other fonts in her notebook, but it was regular script.

This type of font can be guaranteed to be exactly the same as printed.

After class, I came to see the union book that Lin Yutong took notes. I said: I have talent, but I can’t do it. I just learned it by just being stupid. At first I started writing like a red tracing, and I could draw a cat and a tiger. Otherwise, who would have written in this way.

It's good to think so. I want everyone to think so.

She smiled embarrassedly: she had been to literacy classes and night school for a while. She usually learned with a dictionary and wrote according to the dictionary. I would write whatever I wrote on the dictionary. I didn't write well.

What's wrong? Obviously it's too good.

If someone had guided this early, the font would definitely be bad.

Unfortunately, it was delayed!

Then this notebook became red, it was required by the book and the reporter. Everyone should learn from Comrade Lin Yutong, learn that she overcomes difficulties and perseveres.

The two-hour course was extended and Lin Yutong praised it as much inspirational as it was.

The skin of ordinary people cannot resist such praise.

Zhuang Tingting applauded, first saying that this one is much more energetic than the one just now. Then she whispered to Lin Yutong: I will choose you for this year's Three | Eight Red | Flagbearer.

Evaluation of model workers, evaluation of three | eight red | flag bearers, these honors are particularly important now.

This belongs to political capital and labels.

Next time I introduce it, I won’t just say that Lin Yutong has strong business capabilities. People will say: This is the model worker of our factory this year. This is the March 8th Red Flag Bearer of our factory this year. Then others immediately respect it.

Due to this delay, it was very late for people to go back. However, they were all neighbors and fellow travelers. Zhuang Tingting specially held Lin Yutong's hand, for fear that Lin Yutong would fall.

Didn’t Qian Siyuan go to the border with the Fourth Master? The two women just said something about where they went on the way.

After seeing the people in front and behind, Zhuang Tingting said to Lin Yutong: Do you know? It's Lao Qian's ex-wife

Cheng Meini and Lin Yutong asked, what's wrong? Is she causing trouble for you?

She dared?! Zhuang Tingting snorted lightly and looked for me twice, but I retorted it. It was probably because she had no chance with Lao Qian. Then she found a next home. The man named Fang, who worked with her in the boiler room, and all the other ones called Lao Fang, who was called Lao Fang, who was working with her in the boiler room.

Fang Qingtian and Lin Yutong remember this person. It is said that he used to burn boilers for the capitalist factory. He was injured because of this. But he is so old this year, it is almost the same if he is not even thirty. He has a wife and children in his hometown, and the eldest daughter seems to be twelve or thirteen years old. When he lived in a local nest before, his wife and children were still there. Later, there was no house, so his wife took the children back to his hometown. He must have three children.

Well, Zhuang Tingting nodded, one daughter and two sons. The eldest daughter is thirteen this year, and her younger son is eight or nine years old. Who knows, I don’t know what I told my wife in my hometown, but she ended up getting divorced. Now I’m going to teach Cheng Mini how to control the boiler, but he is pulling coal and transporting cinders for Cheng Mini. Today, I heard from those in our workshop that Lao Fang asked someone to buy foreign candy, and it is probably a happy event is approaching.

It's okay if you marry someone, but you divorced your wife and married such a young man. It's a bit of a bastard.

The two of them said as they walked, and they were startled before they even entered the building.

A particularly scammering shout came from inside.

Zhuang Tingting clapped her hands: It's broken! Sister Guilan is afraid that she will give birth.

Guilan was scolding Zhang Baozhu: Where did you die? You are just a turtle boy. I hope that if we die, you can find someone else.

There were so many people surrounding the corridor. This one said: Hurry up and send it to the health center. The other said, Hurry up and find a doctor.

What health center should I send to? What doctor should I find?

Let's live!

It's too late!

Lin Yutong is not allowed to go there. Don’t bump into her belly with a big belly, and help boil water outside.

Then, those who gave birth to Sister Miao went in to deliver the baby.

But those who had never been born like Lin Xiaoxing were so scared that their calves were soft. They asked her to go to the water room to fetch water. Only half of the basin of water was left. Her hands were shaking so hard that the water was sprinkled. She still asked a few young men to help with the water, and the stoves of several families were on and boiling water!

This child gave birth to a building that alarmed Guilan's voice, which was simply terrible.

It was not until after 2 a.m. that he was born.

Mother and son are safe.

After giving birth to a boy, Guilan immediately felt that she could have two more children, and she was full of energy. Zhang Baozhu, who was not talking, also became arrogant and cheerful, shouting to invite everyone to eat red eggs.

Guilan also said that Lin Yutong, who was helping outside, said: It’s time for our kid to come, and he will definitely bring a boy to Aunt Lin. Look at how thick his fetus is, and how lucky he is!

Lin Yutong, haha! Bring a kid here?

Another one haha!

What is the experience of having a baby next door? She stuffed a cotton into her ears. She couldn't help but mutter: The sky was panicking, and there was a crying man at night in my house!

So crying!

There was one month's maternity leave for giving birth, and Guilan held on to the last shift again. She was already in pain and insisted on finishing the class that day. So during the confinement period, she could rest.

But if you can rest, you can't be without a person to serve the confinement period. Before her mother-in-law came, she was not polite at all and put it in the house and shouted: Sister-in-law of Miao, boil some hot water for my house. She also called Lin Yutong: Xiaolin, help me cook some rice and make porridge

Lin Xiaoxing shouted: You are not afraid of falling my sister. I'll take it away for you.

Guilan was worried about Lin Xiaoxing: You should just let go! You can pick out half of my rice and throw it away. But you can't stand your slaughter.

Lin Yutong said: There is a child! You have to be so careful and you must pick it out and throw it away if you can’t eat it.

After saying this, Guilan called for help no matter who helped Lin Yutong.

Soon, Lin Yutong really had no time to have free time. It was easy for the training class to finish, but someone from the factory came to him.

What's going on?

I'm looking for Lin Yutong to carve mimeograph paper.

Some materials in the factory need to be reported, but they were hand-copied before. Many copies of the same materials must be backed up. One person can copy them, but they can't copy them. Multiple people can write them, but the fonts are different. Mimicked copies are handed over, and the above criticizes them.

Some fonts are beautiful when written, but printed, they are really not very pleasing to the eye.

Especially the black paint printed is black, which is particularly eye-catching.
To be continued...