The three brothers and sisters went home as fast as they could, and in the distance they heard the sound of a flute, playing Xiaowang's own song "Summer Cool Song". There are cicadas, frogs and big white goose chasing Sanwang in the sound of the flute.
Then they saw Lin Lan and Xiao Wang sitting under the big tree by the roadside, Xiao Wang playing the flute, and Lin Lan blowing the wind, and when they came back, she waved to them.
They ran all the way back without stopping. Dawang was fine, but Mai Sui and Erwang were already out of breath.
Lin Lan took a handkerchief to wipe their sweat, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"
Mai Sui and Er Wang were gasping for breath, unable to speak.
Dawang touched the sweat on his forehead: "There's something wrong."
Lin Lan looked at him, "A fight?"
Mai Sui and Erwang were a little nervous, for fear that their mother would get angry and the elder brother would be beaten.
Dawang did not deny it, but nodded.
Lin Lan hurriedly grabbed his arm and turned it over and over to check it, then lifted the hem of Dawang's shirt to look at it, and then tiptoed to look at Dawang's face, "You're not hurt, are you?"
Dawang unconsciously revealed a gentle light in his eyes and shook his head, "No."
Xiao Wang smiled, "Brother, you can't be hurt, my mother is distressed."
Dawanghu brushed his hair and took his little hand home.
Mai Sui and Erwang couldn't help but share with Lin Lan their eldest brother's sassy and heroic appearance, "But I've been fooled by them, mother, Yang Zhiqiang will never dare to bully his classmates again."
Lin Lan was also very happy, "In the case of ensuring her own safety, there are some bad people who need to be cleaned up." She had to ensure her own safety, she didn't want her child to be beaten.
Last year, Dawang always had some bruises on his body when he came back from training in the army. Lin Lan saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything, but he was very distressed and talked about Han Qingsong at night.
"Third brother, do you think we should let the eldest son go two years later? He is still young."
Han Qingsong: "Not small."
"Look, you didn't join the army until you were 17."
"It's better to be blue than blue." After he entered the barracks, he thought that it would be fine if someone trained him for two years before, and it wouldn't be so difficult at the beginning.
Lin Lan also understood what he meant, but she felt a little reluctant to part with it, and sighed, "Yes, the eldest son is not someone to study obediently, so he won't be at a disadvantage if he has some skills."
Later, Lin Lan didn't say anything, but every time Dawang came back, he always cooked him a spicy meal, and then carefully wiped him with medicinal wine. Fortunately, the metabolism of young people is fast, and Dawang's body recovery is also better than ordinary people, and bruises are also faster.
When they got home, Han Qingsong just finished picking water and glanced at a few children.
Lin Lan hurriedly said, "Our eldest son has settled a small matter." She was afraid that Han Qingsong would blame her, so she quickly explained it.
Han Qingsong didn't say anything, "Eat."
Dawang was trained by Han Qingsong himself. Knowing that he is sensible and does things in a measured manner, naturally there is nothing to worry about. The only unpleasant thing is that when they don't go home, his daughter-in-law is worried and runs to the intersection to pick him up.
After the meal, Lin Lan told them that she would go to work in the commune in the future, go through various procedures tomorrow, and would be a person with salary and food stamps in the future.
Xiaowang looked envious: "Mother, I'm the only one in our family that doesn't make money."
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.
Everyone glanced at Xiaowang, feeling a little complicated.
Lin Lan examined herself, was she a fan of money, always talking about money and tickets, and misleading the children
Erwang: "It's okay, we can't earn a penny at this time."
Mai Sui couldn't stop laughing, and rubbed Xiao Wang's face: "We have a third brother to support the family."
Xiaowang thought about it very seriously, "I'm already eight years old, not too young. I have to work more to earn work points."
Lin Lan: "Children have work points. Our publicity team needs your help. You are their music director."
Xiaowang's eyes lit up, "Really?" He immediately went to get his harmonica and flute, "Then I have to rehearse."
Lin Lan went to the publicity team.
Mai Sui wrote to Sanwang, and now they take turns writing letters, and they are responsible for telling "the breadwinner of the family, Sanwang Dad" about the big and small things in the family, and then each one can write a sentence and sign his name. Of course, if anyone has something special they want to say, they can also write a separate letter. "Sanwang Dad" is very welcome.
Erwang had finished his homework, and he went to Shen Yu to continue to study their projects.
Now in addition to soap, there are also fragrant pancreas and vanishing cream. Shen Yu also took technicians to study acacia shampoo, and the soap factory was renamed as a daily chemical factory. As long as the whole country is not busy with farming, the young laborers in the village, who are diligent and honest, can basically find a job in the factory and get high work points.
Dawang and Han Qingsong went to the river for training. By the way, they reported what happened today. They rehearsed the situation that day and asked Han Qingsong to give some pointers.
After listening to Han Qingsong, he said, "You have to remember two sentences."
Dawang looked at him intently.
"First: One Power Down Ten Guilds."
Powerful, clumsy and not afraid, attacking the opponent at any position can cause damage. In the same way, if the other party is particularly strong, be extra careful.
"Second: We can quickly make up for the weak."
If the strength is small, it is necessary to be fast, attack the opponent's weak point, and the opponent's attack will fall behind no matter how strong the attack is. It is the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken.
He pretended to be Wang Dapan and rehearsed the situation with Dawang.
When Dawang kicked his ankle, Han Qingsong twisted his foot, dodged the attack and stumbled on Dawang's foot. At the same time, he pushed his right shoulder forward to break Dawang's offensive and suppressed him by the way.
In the next move, he grabbed Dawang's leg, and before Dawang could exert his strength, he had already preempted and threw Dawang out.
Dawang put his palm on the ground, landed lightly, and attacked again without admitting defeat.
In the next move, Han Qingsong grabbed Dawang's leg and let him complete the exertion. Dawang kicked up unceremoniously, quickly and ruthlessly. Han Qingsong didn't hide his head, he bent his elbow and turned it out, blocking his attack.
The father and son sparred for a while, and after a while, they were able to get through. After thinking about it, they turned the fight into teaching, and they could understand a lot of things.
About the same time, Han Qingsong said: "Next time I go to the army, I can touch a knife."
Humans have limited physical energy, and their strength and speed are always limited. No matter how fast a human body is, it is impossible to be faster than a bullet. No matter how strong a human body is, it will still be injured by the blade. Learning to use weapons is not only for your own use, but also for understanding weapons, how to avoid injury and how to defeat the enemy faster when the enemy uses it.
Dawang was a little excited, but he didn't show it, and nodded.
Han Qingsong ignored him and turned around to take a shower.
It was already dark by now.
Dawang practiced by the river for a long time, and was finally satisfied. When it was time for him to go home to sleep, he tore off his clothes and jumped into the water.
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In the morning, Han Qingsong takes the children to train. She cooks. After the meal, the children come to Xiaowang to go to school. Then Han Qingsong takes her to work. The three children walk to school in a leisurely manner.
When Lin Lan came to work in the commune, Han Qingsong was the happiest. Although he didn't show much, Sun Zhuowen and others were deeply touched.
For example, when Han Qingsong sat there at work before, his expression was serious, but now if he hears the publicity department discussing work outside, and Lin Lan's voice comes over, the Han Bureau's face will become gentle. He will turn his head to look involuntarily. If he could see Lin Lan's figure, he would be happier.
Sun Zhuowen was the most observant, and he quickly handed over those troublesome documents to Han Qingsong, which was basically no problem. Huang Weizhong wondered why Sun Zhuowen could feel the pulse of Director Han and solve the most difficult problems.
At noon, Han Qingsong got off work on time and took the lunch box to the Propaganda Department to find Lin Lan for dinner.
The office of the Propaganda Department is at the other end. There are several dilapidated rooms with no glass windows or wooden lattices, and the light in the room is not bright.
The commune has no electricity today, only a diesel generator. For the post office to make phone calls, send telegrams, commune organizations to hold meetings, broadcast, make phone calls, etc., and only the director, public security bureau, and several offices in the conference room have access to electricity, and nothing else.
Minister Zhuang had applied several times to have the logistics department pull over the electric light, but he had never been approved. He asked Han Qingsong for help, but Han Qingsong agreed, but Deputy Director Yang suppressed it.
Lin Lan was busy all morning on her first day at work. The light in the room was dim, and her eyes were sore and painful.
It's inconvenient to have no lights.
She rubbed her eyes, her heart moved, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the window. When she saw Han Qingsong standing outside the window, she left her job and went out to find him.
Han Qingsong saw that her eyes were a little red, and pointed to the wooden window, "Go back and ask the logistics department to replace the glass windows for you."
Lin Lan smiled, "Then he shouldn't die of anger."
As soon as she arrives, she will change the glass window, and Deputy Director Yang must have an opinion.
Han Qingsong: "Don't care about him."
The two of them were not in a hurry to go to the cafeteria to get meals, they strolled in the yard and washed their faces in the sink.
The commune compound occupies a large area. It also has eight acres of land. Inside it is a vegetable field. It has its own chicken pen and pig sty. It raises a dozen chickens and three pigs. The greening in the compound is good, the roots of the walls are shady, there are some fruit trees, and there are also locust trees and acacia trees beside the road.
There was a large stone pier under the tree, and Lin Lan wanted to sit down for a while, but Han Qingsong thought that the shade of the tree was always cool and the stones were damp and prevented her from sitting.
"Go to dinner." He led her to the cafeteria.
Going around from the other side, you can see the dilapidated place of the commune compound, the collapsed walls and the dilapidated house.
In fact, the houses in the commune compound were not much better at this time. Only a few houses such as the director's office and the conference room were made of red bricks. The other houses were basically made of blue bricks and rammed earth.
The place where the wall supports the face is a masonry structure, and the back half is made of stone and yellow mud, and even collapsed.
It's tattered anyway.
Deputy Director Yang has repeatedly asked to buy bricks and tiles to expand the commune compound. The excuse is that there are not enough offices and the conference room is not decent. Of course, he wants to build a few houses by the way and move the whole family here. It is a pity that other cadres did not reach a unified opinion, because building a house requires the use of commune funds, and each team needs to gather food to provide volunteer workers, which increases the burden on the commune members, and most cadres are not happy.
Anyway, they don't sleep here, they come to work during the day. What's the difference between the old and the new? Didn't you see that the common people lived in shabby thatched houses? What's the use of building the commune so grandly
After a circle, we arrived at the cafeteria. The commune cafeteria was not big, and everyone either squatted in the open space in front of them to eat, or went back to the office to eat.
At this time, the vegetable garden already has new dishes that can be changed, and there is no need for cabbage, radishes, and potatoes every day. Two people eat together, you can buy different flavors, one leek dried bean curd, one spinach tofu, and another tomato egg soup. The large pot of vegetables is basically boiled in salt water, and finally a spoonful of oil is floating and pulled down.
Lin Lan brought her own pickles and a can of chili oil, which she could eat with vegetables.
They went to Han Qingsong's office to eat. Han Qingyun and Luo Haicheng happened to be there today, and they both came over to join in the fun.
"Sister-in-law, I brought the sauce, can you taste it?" Han Qingyun put a jar of sauce on the table with an air of arrogance.
Luo Haicheng handed Lin Lan a few red tomatoes, dragged a stool over and sat down.
Lin Lan tasted the sauce and boasted, "There's meat in it, who makes it so delicious?"
At first glance, Lin Lan was not made by Mrs. Han Yongfang. Their family life was not bad, but Han Yongfang was frugal and never allowed to eat meat like this.
Han Qingyun smiled brightly, and raised his eyebrows with Luo Haicheng.
Luo Haicheng: "Sister-in-law, you have to introduce me to someone."
Lin Lan: "The object? Oops, Qingyun, is it really done?"
Han Qingyun: "Look, she gave me meat sauce, how sincere she is, I'm embarrassed to refuse it."
Luo Haicheng: "Tsk tsk, just tell the truth about how you coaxed people into their hands."
Han Qingyun has been arguing for Lin Lan to introduce her to the target. A while ago, Lin Lan went to Lin Mei's house, and by the way, communicated with the propagandist of their brigade, and found a good young woman.
The young woman's name is Zheng Honghong. She is 19 years old this year. She is tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. After a few contacts, Lin Lan felt that he was a good person and would be a good match for Han Qingyun. She asked Lin Mei first, and Lin Mei's evaluation of Zheng Honghong was also very good. Zheng Honghong's family is also entrusting people to introduce people, but she doesn't agree with the introductions, and she dislikes those men who either don't know a word, or don't pay attention to hygiene, or they don't have any skills, but they are not small.
Lin Mei took the opportunity to quietly tell her about Han Qingyun's situation, and Zheng Honghong was also very generous after hearing it, saying that she should contact her first. Lin Lan asked Han Qingyun to go to Zhengjiazhuang to deliver soap and take a look. Han Qingyun is also a handsome young man. He is 177 years old. Now he works in the Public Security Bureau. Although he is half-time, he is not bad. The key is that he is cheerful, humorous, gentle and tolerant, not as mean-spirited or masculine as some men, and Zheng Honghong likes it.
The two also looked at each other, and the next step was to make it clear that the man would propose marriage.
Han Qingyun: "This is my sister-in-law's introduction and my charm and conquest. Why am I coaxing it? I don't even bother."
Luo Haicheng sneered at him, "Why do you think your mouth is thin?"
Han Qingyun didn't understand, "Why do you have a thin mouth? You don't eat thin every day... Ah!" He came back to his senses, knowing that Luo Haicheng was joking, he must have said a lot of good things to Zheng Honghong, and it was only after thinning the mouth coaxed.
"Nothing." Han Qingyun was very proud, and the meal was especially delicious.
Han Qingsong thought that the two of them were making noises, which delayed him and Lin Lan from frowning. After dinner, he led Lin Lan out for a walk to digest.
They were also not in the compound, but went out and walked along the river in front of the commune.
Lin Lan suggested to go to the junior high school to see the children, but Han Qingsong was not very interested. If there was anything good in the children, he just wanted to hang out with her.
They turned to school, it was lunch break and meal time. Junior high school students can go home to eat, or they can hand in the food to the cafeteria to buy and eat according to the quantity. The school cafeteria is not big, just cook and sell food, and the students take it back to the classroom to eat.
As soon as the two of them entered the campus, they attracted the attention of teachers and students. After all, Han Qingsong was tall and handsome in uniform, and Lin Lan next to him was slender and handsome.
Soon Dawang, Maisui and Erwang came out and asked them if they had eaten.
Lin Lan asked, "Have you eaten enough?"
An adult's normal daily ration is one catty, and he usually eats four taels at noon. In fact, the four taels are different with the amount of food. If there is a lot of grain, it can be four taels of pure flour, and if there is less grain, it will be shelled, and even after adding water, it can be called four taels. The difference is very big.
Lin Lan was careful to dig out more food, and naturally it was enough to feed the children. Dawang eats as much as Han Qingsong eats, but wheat ears don't eat much, so he can subsidize his brother.
Mai Sui: "Mother, you don't have to worry, we have enough to eat, and we have vegetables. We also bring pickles, and we eat better than other classmates."
Lin Lan: "You guys are taller than others, so you should eat more."
Not to mention Dawang, Mai Sui and Erwang are both tall in the class.
Lin Lan asked a few more words of concern, and asked if any of her classmates were making trouble. It happened that Yang Zhiqiang was passing by with someone, and when he heard Lin Lan asking this, he ran away quickly.
Seeing that it was all right, Han Qingsong motioned for Lin Lan to go back.
Back at the commune compound, Minister Zhuang happened to be looking for Lin Lan, "Comrade Lin Lan, Comrade Lin Lan!"
He has a loud voice, and likes to call Lin Lan's name very enthusiastically. As long as he shouts, the whole courtyard can hear it.
Han Qingsong frowned slightly.
Lin Lan laughed, "Director Han, the walk with me is over, I'm going to work." She turned to the small road and went back to the office.
Han Qingsong watched her walk away before returning to his office, and happened to meet Luo Haicheng.
Luo Haicheng: "Han Bureau, Minister Zhuang's voice is really loud."
Han Qingsong nodded and glanced at him.
Luo Haicheng understood in seconds, "I'll tell him when I look back, it's inappropriate for the office environment to be so loud, and besides, it's inappropriate to call someone else a clerk.
Lin Lan returned to the office, and Minister Zhuang handed her a document, "Lin Lan, there will be a training in the county in a few days, about a week, you can go."
Lin Lan took it and hesitated for a while. "Minister, do you want accommodation?"
Minister Zhuang: "I think there are arrangements for the evening. Don't worry, there are dormitories. Why, are you in trouble?"
Lin Lan: "It's just home..."
"It's a good opportunity to overcome the difficulties." Minister Zhuang smiled, "I heard that your children are all grown up, and you can do a good job. You can also worry about it."
Lin Lan thanked Minister Zhuang. This was indeed a good opportunity. Others would not be able to go if they wanted to. Minister Zhuang gave her this opportunity, and she naturally appreciated it.
There are a total of six people in their office, Director Jiazhuang. Except for Minister Zhuang and Deputy Minister who are official cadres, the other four are half-time workers. I don't know how much they want to study.
There is a big difference between formal cadres and semi-jobbers. Official cadres receive state wages and grain, and eat commercial grain. Half-time cadres take the overall plan of grain, and the regional arrangement is unified. Without the backing of the state, once they need to lay off employees, they will be laid off first without any reason.
Half-time workers are trying their best to become regulars, or go to the city to recruit workers or go to university. Either way is very, very difficult, so they don't want to miss any opportunity.
Lin Lan's situation is different from theirs, because Lin Lan has already joined the party, so even if she is a part-time worker, her salary and food are higher than those of other non-party members.
There is a greater chance of turning in the future.
This is naturally because she has a good background, and she is active in self-study and cultural work, and she is recommended by Han Qingsong. It is much easier to join the party than others.
The others didn't care, only the newcomer named Cao Guangrong who came with Lin Lan was not convinced. He felt that he was the son of a martyr, and this kind of good deed should be given to himself first.
Twenty years ago, his father joined the army and sacrificed himself to save a class of comrades in arms, so he was set up as a model and recognized as a martyr and gave long-term care to his family.
He was taken care of since he was a child, and felt that as long as there was something good, he should give it to himself first, so he was a little dissatisfied with Lin Lan going to the county.
He went directly to Minister Zhuang, "Why not give me this chance? I'm more advanced than her."
Minister Zhuang: "Comrade Cao Guangrong, you will practice for two more years and learn more. There will be more opportunities like this in the future. I will definitely..."
"No!" Cao Guangrong was very unhappy, "I think you are trying to curry favor with her man."
Minister Zhuang's face suddenly fell, "Cao Secretary, you have to be careful when you speak. There are twelve people in our party committee. I came earlier than Director Han. I am the Propaganda Department, he is the Public Security Bureau, we don't have any. At stake, what am I flattering?"
"Then why don't you give it to me?" Cao Guangrong blushed.
Minister Zhuang: "You go to the meeting, do you understand?" You don't understand human language, right? You have to let him speak!
Cao Guangrong's face turned pale again, and he murmured, "I, I can understand, what can't I understand?"
Minister Zhuang picked up a copy of "Anti-Dühring" and threw it on the table, "Come and read it to me."
Cao Guangrong's face was sweaty. Although he went to school for two years when he was a child, he didn't like to study and didn't know a few words. When he got older, he didn't want to farm, so the village cadres asked him to learn cultural knowledge by himself, so that he could make a living in the village.
But how could he learn it!
This time the commune selected a propagandist, he had to join the commune, otherwise he would make trouble in the brigade. The brigade couldn't stand it either, so they simply reported him. Deputy Director Yang took him for his reputation, but Minister Zhuang was not happy.
Get a piece of trash for your own propaganda department, can't work, and get paid for nothing? Isn't that the kind of work that the original people have to do? If Cao Guangrong and Yu Xin were allowed to come together, they would both be related households, one would not be very squeamish, and the Propaganda Department would suffer.
Therefore, Minister Zhuang welcomed Lin Lan to ten thousand people.
Lin Lan is here, how relaxed he is! Nice job, give him a face!
Cao Guangrong read a few sentences, stumbling and stumbling, and got more than half of the words wrong.
Minister Zhuang pulled his face, "Going to the meeting is not for fun, you have to understand the spirit of the meeting, make a record and come back to give lectures to the team's propagandists."
Cao Guangrong: "I see." He left.
After thinking about it, he went to the director's office to find Deputy Director Yang.
He banged on the door with great force, and a moment later, someone opened the door and let him in.
He glanced at Yu Xin and told Deputy Director Yang of his demands, "Director, why don't you let me go?"
Deputy Director Yang: "Go, go, both of you."
Cao Guangrong was overjoyed, "Thank you, Director, it's the Director's reasoning." He proudly went back to talk to Minister Zhuang, and then looked for Lin Lan: "Mr. Lin, let's go to the county to study together, you can arrange your study tasks and living arrangements. All right. We'll leave here together in two days."
Lin Lan glanced at him, "Mr. Cao, I'm going straight from the house, so I can't come here. Besides, we're all responsible for studying and living by ourselves..."
She didn't want to deal with Cao Guangrong very much. The elders had a lot of problems. On the first day of work, they scrambled for the window position with her, and even claimed that she was the son of a martyr. She did not fight with him.
But he kept talking to her and inquiring about her, which made her very annoying.
"Why are you like this!" Cao Guangrong's face suddenly fell.
Lin Lan was not happy with him, and said with a cold face, "I'm sorry, I'm just like this."
She ignored him and just went about her own business.
A few other people hurried to smooth things out, "Mr. Lin has come here for several miles, and it is definitely convenient to go directly to the county from home."
Cao Guangrong sneered, but felt that everyone looked down on him and excluded him.
At this time, the head of logistics came over and said, "Bring a light bulb to our propaganda department. It's dark, so it's really inconvenient to write a manuscript."
"Wow, that's great! It's long overdue!" everyone cheered.
Their propaganda department wrote a lot of manuscripts and needed electric lights, but they never bothered.
Deputy Director Yang walked over with his hands behind his back, "Everyone will work hard in the future, the leaders are concerned."
Everyone quickly thanked him, "Thank you Director for your concern, for bringing us light."
Deputy Director Yang glanced at Lin Lan, then at Cao Guangrong, and said, "Mr. Lin, everyone is together, we must pay attention to unity."
Lin Lan frowned, "What the deputy director said, why am I not united?"
Others call him Director, but Lin Lan prefers to call him Deputy Director, and Deputy Director Yang has a nameless fire in his heart.
Twelve members of the party committee were also cadres of the revolutionary committee, and two were retired non-staff members. Among these ten people, the most influential ones are the party secretary and three deputy secretaries. However, since Han Qingsong came, the situation has changed. Now there is no official secretary, only deputy director Yang. And Han Qingsong, a member of the party committee, can also stand up to him.
It really pissed him off.
At school, his son was pinned down by Han Qingsong's children, and he couldn't breathe.
"You and Comrade Cao Guangrong joined the job together, and you need to help each other learn." Deputy Director Yang left angrily. He originally wanted to train Lin Lan, but he didn't know that Lin Lan would not listen to his training.
At this time, the post office correspondent ran over: "Have you pulled the line? Okay, I'm getting the power on?"
The guy who fixed the wire and the light bulb over there yelled to wait.
After waiting, the correspondent goes to the electricity, and the office of the propaganda department has electricity.
The moment the light came on, the propaganda department cheered, and the light was finally available.
In the office of the Public Security Bureau, Han Qingsong was checking some files. Sun Zhuowen leaned over and whispered, "Bureau Han, you didn't care that the propaganda department was out of power before."
Han Qingsong lowered his head and continued to watch, "Don't mind your business."
Sun Zhuowen: "Then today..."
Han Qingsong: "It's no nostalgia now."
Sun Zhuowen: You are the first to have such an upright and eccentric daughter-in-law. However, the treatment of the Public Security Bureau is also very good. The director is called towards his own people, and Sun Zhuowen is very happy.
After get off work, Han Qingsong came to the propaganda department again, the room was full of lights, and Lin Lan was writing at his desk.
When someone saw him, they immediately greeted him, Han Qingsong nodded slightly, and did not go in, just stood at the door and looked at Lin Lan.
Lin Lan didn't look up, "Wait for me, I'll be fine soon."
Although Minister Zhuang said that she had written very well, she still checked carefully, thought about her words, and strived for her own satisfaction.
Cao Guangrong cleaned up, he didn't have anything to do, he didn't know how to write, and naturally he couldn't do anything. He is the son of a martyr, and what his father bought with his life today, why does he do chores for them
He didn't think that Lin Lan was very good at self-taught. He believed that she was in the propaganda department because of Han Qingsong, so he naturally looked down on her.
Especially Lin Lan actually refused his proposal.
He didn't say hello to Lin Lan and left angrily, pretending that he didn't see Han Qingsong.
Han Qingsong frowned slightly, but ignored it. When everyone left, he pulled up a chair and sat beside Lin Lan.
Lin Lan showed him the meeting notice and finished the promotional draft he had written.
Han Qingsong glanced at it, "A week?"
Lin Lan: "What a great opportunity, Minister Zhuang gave me."
Han Qingsong hummed, "Okay."
Lin Lan smiled at him, "Of course, my director Han is so considerate and capable, and the child is so sensible and self-reliant, I don't know how at ease."
She took a teapot to drink water, but heard him say in a low voice, "It can be more capable."
"Cough cough cough..." Lin Lan choked on herself.
Han Qingsong patted her, "Get off work."
Lin Lan packed up, Han Qingsong helped her carry her schoolbag and took her home by bike.
When entering the village, first turn to the primary school to pick up Xiaowang.
Xiaowang left school earlier, and before Lin Lan and his brothers and sisters got home, they let him play with Huo Hongzhen at school.
Lin Lan said a few words to Huo Hongzhen, and then led Xiaowang home.
When they started cooking, the three Dawangs also came back, carrying a few wheels and something they didn't know.
Lin Lan said in surprise: "eldest son, what are you doing?"
Erwang smiled and said, "Mother, these are the waste bicycle wheels that we asked someone to help collect a few days ago. We want to make our own bicycles."
Lin Lan: "!" Why didn't I know that you guys are so good, how can you make your own bicycles
Mai Sui also smiled: "Mother, it's really possible. Brother Shen Yu said that he went to another commune a while ago and saw a black tiger welded by himself. We also want to try it out."
Lin Lan couldn't believe it, "I welded it myself, can I ride it? Is it safe?"
The children persuaded her not to worry, for sure.
After dinner, Shen Yu came over and brought some parts such as black iron pipes.
Lin Lan looked curiously, she didn't even know when they discussed making a bicycle, "Shen Yu, is it true?" She was afraid that her child was still young, and she only wanted to have fun regardless of safety. Shen Yu was always stable and made no mistakes. listen to him.
Shen Yu gave her a reassuring smile, "It's really possible. Except that it doesn't look good, it's very sturdy. We first put together the parts according to the needs, draw the drawings, and after the design is understood, we will go to the commune blacksmith to weld and assemble. stand up."
Lin Lan: "..." You young people have the final say.
They have to draw drawings and design details first, and it won't get better in a while. Lin Lan didn't care, let them get it by themselves, and she took Xiaowang back to the house to listen to the radio.
At this time, the radio programs were very rigid. When and when to broadcast, it was the radio station that had the final say and didn’t need the audience to participate in giving opinions. They just had to listen passively.
Since Sanwang established a relationship with the regional radio station last year, as long as he is at school, he will go to the radio station regularly. On Friday night, "Flying Fish Talk to You" has become a regular radio program, every half an hour. If he doesn't have time, the previous recording will be replayed. In addition to Sanwang, there are other outstanding athletes, but they only appear once in a long time, but Sanwang appears on a regular Friday.
This is also the idea of the webmaster Fang to promote regional sports.
The basic form of the program is one question and one answer, but if San Wang speaks, there is basically nothing for the announcer. The talk show is so eloquent, it really came from the publicity team. There has never been such a talk-shaking show, which makes people feel extra friendly and interesting.
This Friday, starting at 7:30 pm on time.
The children have put all the spare parts in the south room and put them away. They have cleaned up and went into the room to sit in a row and wait to listen to the radio.
After the time signal at 7:30, there was a laughing voice of a female announcer, "The next program we've been looking forward to for a week, 'Flying Fish Boy Talk to You', I would like to invite classmate Han Wangmin."
Sanwang: "Hello, listeners, I miss you."
Now that he has become proficient, he no longer talks about his parents, brothers, sisters, and brothers, but this "I miss you" is for them, and his family knows it.
Xiaowang said loudly, "Little third brother, we miss you too."
The announcer said a few words and asked Sanwang to introduce the recent interesting game.
Three Prosperity:
"Under the guidance of Chairman Mao's revolutionary line, I participated in the provincial athlete selection two days ago, and I will report the selection results to my comrades.
"Haha, a little suspense is not certain to be selected, it is... There is a small embarrassment in the middle."
"This time the selection is 800 meters, um, long distance, I ... practiced less, not very skilled, and ended up swimming a few more back and forth."
"It's just a 25-meter short pool... There are too many back-and-forths, and in the end I really, really swim in a circle. I can't hear the shouts on the shore in the water, and I forgot to count again. I'm not very good at math... "
The female announcer couldn't stop laughing, "Hahaha... classmate Han Wangmin...hahaha..."
The Lin Lan family in front of the radio fell silent for a moment, and laughed out loud.
Lin Lan leaned on Han Qingsong's shoulder, "Third brother, I'm dying of laughter, it's really a living version of the circle. Haha."
Han Qingsong: … What is a living version.
Xiaowang: "If you want me, I'll be in circles too. Brother, how many circles is 800 meters?"
Dawang: "..." Don't ask me, I have to do the math.
Cheerful laughter echoed in the room, this confused three prosperous!