Liu Qinghua said unceremoniously: "The more senior you are, the more seriously you must deal with it! Because this is not an internal conflict but a crime!"
The deputy leader retorted: "How can it be that serious? Isn't it just a matter of men and women? Flies don't bite seamless eggs. What's more, both of them are single."
Liu Qinghua knocked on the table: "Comrade, please don't confuse things. Since ancient times, falling in love and raping women are not the same concept!"
Seeing two people arguing fiercely, others don’t know what to say? Because there are people who support both people.
The political commissar glanced around. Then he cleared his throat.
"His behavior is definitely not an internal conflict, but the actual situation is that he did not succeed!
And since his thing was broken, he probably won’t be able to find a woman in his life. Isn’t this a heavier punishment than any other sentence?
After all, after working at the grassroots level for so many years, there is hard work without credit, right? We have to give our comrades a chance to correct their mistakes, right?"
The political commissar's words set the tone for the matter. The regimental leader did not refute.
Liu Qinghua opened his mouth, but finally stopped talking.
Geng Tiehan lay on the hospital bed and stared at the roof with empty eyes.
His lower body was as swollen as a potato. But he couldn't feel the pain anymore.
The lights in the room were turned off and it was pitch black. Only his eyes were shining like a wolf!
"Dad, why does Ye Yuze have such great ability? Is he really only eight years old?"
In the diwozi, Wang Honghua was eating fish grilled by Wu Tianming. In fact, she was already very full, but she just wanted to eat.
Wu Tianming smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Can't you see his body? It's just that his head is so useful. He's just a monster!"
After saying this, Wu Tianming was silent for a while.
"Our family owes him so much. I really don't know what we should do to repay him?"
Just after dawn in the morning, Ye Yuze was called by his mother.
"Hurry up and eat and go to school!"
Ye Yuze opened his eyes in a daze and looked out the window. He dropped his head and returned to the pillow.
Mom came up and grabbed his ear. "Get up quickly!"
Ye Yuze reluctantly got up to put on his clothes. Halfway through, he suddenly felt something in his pocket.
When he came back yesterday, he forgot the certificate Aunt Gan wrote for him.
I quickly took it out and handed it to my mother. "Here, this is the certificate written by Principal Gan of the Youth League Middle School. She told me to go directly to the junior high school!"
After saying that, Ye Yuze took off his half-worn clothes and lay back down directly.
My mother looked at the certificate blankly and felt a little at a loss.
Originally, she and her husband had agreed that no matter how much trouble the son made, he would have to be sent to school.
After all, he is a child, why should he run around outside if he doesn’t go to school?
Practicing Bajiquan is a thing to strengthen your body. You can’t let your studies go to waste.
As a result, after cooking in the morning, her son gave the freshman such a "surprise!" She really didn't know what to do?
Ye Wancheng took the things in his wife's hands and looked at them.
"This Principal Gan is the wife of the group leader. What she says is not wrong. Since he wants it, let him go to junior high school directly if that doesn't work! Otherwise, he won't be able to learn what he already knows now!"
My mother was finally convinced. But she was still a little reluctant to let her son live in school at such an early age.
Dad called Ye Yuze again at this time.
"Then you clean up. Shall I take you to the regiment headquarters?"
Ye Yuze shook his head. "No, I'm still young. I'm not suitable for living in school!"
Dad felt like he had a toothache. "You won't go to elementary school, and you won't go to junior high school. Are you just going to run around like this all day long?"
Ye Yuze rolled his eyes.
"In the past two days, I went to the Youth League to ask Aunt Gan for a set of junior high school textbooks. I will study by myself at home. By the way, I asked my mother to teach me Russian.
When I can take care of myself, I can go to the Youth League Headquarters to go to school!"
Dad looked at mom. Mom was very supportive of Ye Yuze's approach. Two to one. Dad also compromised.
The school in the company was built very quickly, and it was already short of being capped. Now that there is enough information, the roof has been completely capped in a few days, and the interior decoration has begun.
The school decoration is also simple. Just paint the walls, clean the floor, and make a blackboard.
As the school's first full-time teacher, Wang Honghua fully participated in the construction of the school.
She doesn't need to do any work. Instead, she counts how many students there are and what grade they are in. There are also some office supplies and other things that need to be purchased.
The hardware facilities are all ready. Wang Sihai bought them all.
Now the playground outside has been leveled and the basketball stand has been erected.
Horizontal bars and parallel bars are also erected on the edge of the playground.
Football and table tennis are also set up. This school already looks better than the old Yumin school.
It's just that adults are a bit shameless now and often take these things away from them to play with.
As a result, the children couldn't even get their turn after school.
But on September 9th, everything stopped. The adults all had heavy expressions and silently put on their black veils.
Everyone gathered in the auditorium. The pencil box factory also stopped working.
There was a portrait of a great man hanging on the east wall of the auditorium. Many people cried.
The children did not need to be scolded by adults. None of them played anymore. They were all infected by this heaviness.
The children gathered silently at the entrance of the auditorium. It was probably the first time they saw their parents cry. Many children were frightened.
That day, in the hearts of many Corps soldiers, the sky fell. It was as if their biological father had passed away. They didn’t know how to go in the future!
True grief never needs to be disguised. The adults stood in the auditorium for a whole day. I don't know how many tears were shed.
No one touched the rice cooked by the master chef. He had to take it out for the children to eat.
That night, the regiment called and ordered the company to turn grief into strength and resume production.
In those days, people rarely talked. They all worked with their heads down. Even the school inside was finally completed!
September 18th is a memorial service for a great man. There is another day of mourning. But this time it is not pure mourning.
A loudspeaker was set up in the company. On that day, people all over the country were doing the same thing.
That was a farewell ceremony with the great man along with the broadcast. This time even the children burst into tears.
In the afternoon, everyone was writing letters of determination. The topic was how to turn grief into strength and contribute to the construction of the motherland!
The next day, the school in the company started. All the children who went to school in Lao Yumin were transferred back to the company.
The Youth League Middle School was assigned a principal. In addition to Wang Honghua, the teachers were several young women from the youth class.
Although most of them have graduated from junior high school, they are more than enough to teach primary school students.
Ye Yuze also went to class. His class teacher was Wang Honghua. His deskmate was Yinhua.
But the two of them haven't spoken yet. Yinhua didn't even look at Ye Yuze.
Chapter completed!