At dawn the next day, Zhang Qiaoer went to Zhao Donglin's room and urged Zhao Donglin to get up.
"Aren't you going to the commune to do business? Get up quickly and do the business first."
Zhang Qiaoer didn't fall asleep all night, feeling worried and flustered, like a hot pepper scratching her heart in July, she finally stayed up until dawn, and hurriedly urged her son to finalize the work.
Zhao Donglin smiled helplessly, his mother said that the temperament of wind is rain has not changed for so many years.
When I was young, I felt that my parents were too restrictive and annoying. Now that I am older, my mentality has changed. I know that the starting point of parents' nagging is always to care about their children.
Zhao Donglin got up and patted Heidan's butt. Heidan slept with him last night, and Yingbao slept with Zhang Qiaoer. Heidan didn't sleep well at night. Zhao Donglin got up from time to time to cover him with a quilt.
Zhao Donglin went out after breakfast, and happened to meet his uncle Zhao Mancang on the way to give him a bicycle.
Zhao Mancang looks very similar to Zhao Manzhu, and they belong to the kind of brothers who can be mistaken for each other when they meet on the road.
"I heard from your father that you retired from the army?"
"yes."
Zhao Donglin responded respectfully. His father had three brothers. The third uncle died in an accident in the early years. Now the uncle is the only blood relative left in his father's life. Over the years, the two families have been watching and helping each other, and the relationship is very close. good.
Back then, when Zhao Donglin went to the army to serve as a soldier, it was Zhao Mancang who helped him find him.
There are many people who want to join the army these days, but a commune only recruits so many recruits. Under the same conditions, there are a wide range of choices for recruiting.
In terms of physical fitness, the physical fitness of rural children is not bad. In terms of political stance, most of the three generations of their families are middle- and lower-middle poor peasants with good roots.
Everyone wants to join the military, and the competition is intense.
Zhao Mancang was an apprentice when he was young, and he knew how to do carpentry. During the slack, he did repair work in the revolutionary committee of the brigade, and he was very familiar with the cadres of the revolutionary committee.
After the conscription medical examination report came out, Zhao Donglin passed the physical fitness test, but no one could guarantee that he would be selected. Zhao Mancang gritted his teeth and took out the white wine and a bag of peanuts that he had been reluctant to drink for a long time at home, and secretly took Zhao Donglin to the Revolutionary Committee Talk to the cadres.
After the conscription work was over, Zhao Donglin became one of the recruits as he wished.
He didn't know if the two bottles of wine that he was able to serve as a soldier played any role, but he will always remember his uncle's kindness to him.
Before leaving home, his aunt prepared ten cornmeal pancakes for him, and his uncle gave him ten yuan back, telling him to do well in the army and make sure he looks like a man.
"If you leave the army, you can leave the army, and it's fine to come back."
Although it is a bit regrettable, since the nephew has made a decision, the family should still support him, not to mention that the army has arranged for Donglin to work, these are the honors that Donglin won through his own efforts.
It's not that he, as an uncle, boasted. There have been many boys in the village who have gone to the army to serve as soldiers over the years, and it is rare for a nephew to become an officer.
Zhao Donglin rode his bicycle all the way to the Revolutionary Committee. He had been here a few times before. He put his bicycle in order, took his own files, followed his previous memories, and rang the office of Director Zhong, the director of the Revolutionary Committee.
Director Zhong also just arrived at the office and was doing the work that must be done every morning. He was drinking tea and reading the newspaper. When he heard the door ring, he looked up from the newspaper and saw a young man in military uniform standing at the door, standing tall and straight. Upright, just looking at it makes people feel good.
Zhao Donglin became the secretary of the brigade, and Zhang Qiaoer was radiant, walking with wind, almost smiling at everyone.
"Director Zhong said that my family Donglin is an excellent revolutionary fighter and a pillar of the country under the command of the party. He must be placed in an important position serving the masses in order to exert his importance and enthusiasm."
It is also difficult for Zhang Qiaoer, who has never been to school for a day, to memorize such a long and complicated passage, word for word.
Whenever she finished speaking, she was very happy when she saw the amazed expressions of others, and her mood also jumped up.
In the 1970s, a three-level organizational structure was implemented in the countryside. The commune, the brigade and the production team had a secretary, a deputy party secretary, a director of the revolutionary committee, a brigade accountant, and a militia company commander and security director.
For example, women directors, Communist Youth League secretaries, and brigade cashiers do not belong to the official sequence of brigade cadres, but belong to deputy cadres of the brigade.
Don't underestimate the brigade cadres, brigade cadres still have a lot of power in this era.
Director Zhong of the Revolutionary Committee originally wanted to arrange Zhao Donglin to work in the commune. Unexpectedly, by coincidence, the former brigade secretary of Shanghe Village was dismissed because of his style of work. Zhao Donglin appeared when he was short of people.
After Secretary Zhong asked for Zhao Donglin's consent, Zhao Donglin, the brigade secretary, began to take office.
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Two months passed in a flash, and it was July. Zhao Donglin was busy with the affairs of the brigade every day.
"Damn, you see Donglin is so busy every day, he's as tired as anything, and there's a woman who knows what's cold and what's hot by his side."
Yazi means "Yanzi", which is Zhang Qiaoer's nickname. Many families in rural areas who gave birth to daughters but did not have sons will give their daughters meaningful names, such as "Yanzi", Zhaodi, etc., so that their sons can hurry up. come over.
"I mentioned it to him, and he said he doesn't want to look for it now."
"How did this happen? The woman in the family is not decent. He said he didn't want to look for it, but he was still thinking about the one in front of him?"
Zhang Qiaoer's face darkened immediately when she heard that Wang Mei was advanced by others.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What does that woman have to worry about?"
She drained the clothes and said so, but her heart was a little bit drummed. Dong Lin has been unwilling to find another one, so she really still misses Wang Mei from the mourning family!
"You mother should try to persuade Donglin. He is now the secretary of the brigade. He is tall and energetic. Even if he has two children, most of the girls are willing to marry. He has to think about his children if he doesn't think about himself. , you are a nurse, can you still take care of your grandchildren for the rest of your life? Even a stepmother is also a mother, right?"
These words were all in Zhang Qiaoer's heart, and she returned home with a tub of washed clothes. In the yard, Heidan was playing with a slingshot with a stone, and Yingbao was entertaining herself in a bamboo frame, with her hands in her hands. Holding a tomato, there are red spots on the clothes. Not far from the well, Meixiang is washing Yingbao's wet pants.
Zhang Qiaoer sighed, thinking that before she had said that she could help Donglin take care of the children, in fact, she couldn't do it all by herself, and if it wasn't for Meixiang, she must have been too busy.
But Meixiang is not too young anymore. An eighteen-year-old girl is likely to stay for another year or two. Can she still be an old girl
It seems that I have to talk about Donglin.