After listening to Director Ma's words, everyone applauded again. After all, the hospital has made progress, and everyone's face will be bright when they say it.
Seeing everyone applauding, Director Ma stopped speaking again, and then continued speaking after everyone was quiet.
"Now, let me talk about the second thing!
This is the issue of ingredients. This issue is very important and everyone must remember it!
I see that many people don’t think so, and some don’t know why!
Today I will tell you that last year, many of the ingredients you registered were wrong, so I won’t criticize them by name here.
After the meeting is over later, I will resend the registration form to everyone. Everyone must fill it out carefully and then give it to me!"
When Director Ma said this, he stopped to let everyone digest the significance of this matter.
Seeing that Director Ma stopped talking, everyone sitting below started talking about it.
Zheng Zhendong did not discuss it with everyone, but thought of the composition of Shazhu's family.
I remember when watching TV, Silly Zhu once mentioned that his family is a third generation farmhand.
Zheng Zhendong was very puzzled. The Shazhu family obviously had urban registered residence, so how could they be farm laborers?
Only in rural areas are there divisions between landlords, rich peasants, middle peasants, poor and lower-middle peasants, poor peasants and farm laborers.
The ancestral home of the Shazhu family is in the courtyard. No matter how you calculate it, you can't be a third-generation farmhand. At most, you can be regarded as an urban poor.
However, his family is not poor enough, so let’s not worry about the Tan family’s food.
Just talking about the fact that Shazhu sold steamed buns before liberation, the Shazhu family were at least handicraft manufacturers and should be classified as petty bourgeoisie.
The composition of the family is the same as that of the third uncle Yan Bugui, they are both petty bourgeoisie.
Lou Xiao'e's family should be classified as national capitalists, a proper group of national capitalists.
When Zheng Zhendong thought of this, he couldn't help but shook his head. Why are he thinking about these things? It has nothing to do with him.
I also remembered the background of my family. My grandfather, Zheng Baoyu, was not very literate when he participated in the revolution.
This shows that the family conditions are not good and they have not gone to school, so we can rule out those who are rich peasants or above.
Thinking of this, Zheng Zhendong breathed a sigh of relief. At least the Zheng family's composition was beyond reproach.
Besides, my family is a family member of a soldier who died in the military, and ordinary people really can't compare to that.
At this time, everyone's discussion was much quieter, and Director Ma spoke at the right time.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet and listen to me!
I think everyone has discussed the same thing. Each family has its own situation and understands it!
I will send out the registration form now. Everyone should fill it out carefully and give it to me.
But you are not allowed to fill it in blindly. If you are not sure, you can ask me.
After a while, someone will take the registration form and check everyone."
After repeated instructions, Director Ma took out a stack of registration forms from his bag and distributed them to everyone.
Zheng's mother took the registration form, looked at it, and handed it to Zheng Zhendong.
Seeing Zheng's mother hand over the registration form, Zheng Zhendong was stunned for a moment and asked.
"Mom, why do you ask me to fill it in? I don't know the specific ingredients of our family. How should I fill it in?"
Zheng's mother looked at Zheng Zhendong and said helplessly.
"Let me tell you to write it. Once you finish writing it, you will know what our family is like!"
The mother and son talked and wrote, and soon they filled out the registration form. Zheng Zhendong was very happy to see that his family was poor and lower-middle peasants.
Then he stood up and handed the registration form to Director Ma. After handing it over to Zheng Zhendong, he sat back down.
After a while, everyone handed the registration form to Director Ma one after another.
Director Ma put away all the registration forms, spoke a few more words, and then dismissed the meeting.
Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Director Ma chatted with a few highly respected people in the courtyard, then packed up his backpack and walked out of the courtyard.
Seeing that Director Ma was gone, Zheng Zhendong also went home with Zheng's mother.
Back home, Zheng Zhendong helped Zheng's mother put out the food.
Then the family of three started to eat. While eating, Zheng Zhendong suddenly spoke.
"By the way, Mom, did Uncle Chen tell you when the house will be vacated?"
"Our family won't be able to use that house for the time being, so I'll let you, Uncle Chen, live there for the time being. We'll tell you when we leave!" Mother Zheng said while eating.
Since Mother Zheng said so, Zheng Zhendong certainly had no objection.
…
After eating and cleaning up, Zheng Zhendong continued to read his medical books.
After reading these three books in the past few days, Zheng Zhendong feels that he has benefited a lot.
The contents in these three "True Explanations of Medical Taoism" are indeed eye-opening.
…
Time passed by and school started again. Zheng Zhendong went to school again with his schoolbag on his back.
On the first day, Zheng Zhendong and Xu Damao just entered the classroom. Several familiar classmates who had not seen each other during the summer vacation greeted them warmly.
Everyone was bragging and spanking, when the monitor walked into the classroom and told Zheng Zhendong that the monitor asked him to go to the office.
Hearing that the head teacher was looking for him, Zheng Zhendong walked to the office.
When he arrived at the door, he knocked on the door and after receiving permission, Zheng Zhendong opened the door and went in.
Entering the office, Zheng Zhendong greeted all the teachers.
Many teachers saw that it was Zheng Zhendong who was greeting him, and they all showed kind smiles.
At this time, the head teacher, Teacher Wu, waved to Zheng Zhendong and motioned for him to hurry over.
Seeing the class teacher's signal, Zheng Zhendong walked over quickly, got in front of the teacher and asked.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any business with me?"
Teacher Wu, the head teacher, did not talk about serious matters at first. Instead, he took Zheng Zhendong and chatted for a few words.
Seeing that the time was almost up, he suddenly turned around and asked.
"Zheng Zhendong, I heard that you came here on a bicycle today. I wonder if this bicycle belongs to you?"
Seeing Zheng Zhendong's frown, Teacher Wu suddenly thought of something and hurriedly explained.
"Zheng Zhendong, don't get me wrong. The school has no intention of stopping you from riding a bicycle.
It’s not that I doubt the origin of your bicycle,
Ouch!
Let me tell you clearly, this is what happened.
The teacher has a younger brother who is getting married tomorrow.
The bride has no other requirements, she just wants to ride a bicycle into the house.
Now my family is also in trouble. After all, not everyone can have bicycles.
The teacher saw you riding a bicycle today, can you borrow it for tomorrow?"
Seeing Teacher Wu cautiously asking to borrow the car, Zheng Zhendong readily agreed.
Seeing that Zheng Zhendong agreed so happily, Teacher Wu was very happy, thanked him again and again, and promised that he would take good care of the bicycle.
Zheng Zhendong said goodbye to Teacher Wu and left the office.
On the way back to the classroom, Zheng Zhendong couldn't help but think.
I kind of underestimate the power of bicycles in this era. After all, the current domestic industry cannot compare with that of later generations.
The country was newly established, with a lot of waste waiting to be developed, and the development of all walks of life was slow, especially in industry, with backward technology and inadequate production equipment.
The country has caught up with the battle for national destiny again. Only then has it begun to vigorously develop and build basic industries, and desperately increase steel production.
After all, leaders also know that only with developed industry can a country have more say in the entire world!