"Being a bachelor is miserable, being a bachelor is light, who will heat the kang for a bachelor?"
Who can mend the bachelor's clothes?
The bachelor is good, the bachelor is strong, the bachelor will heat the kang by himself.
The bachelor can make up for it by himself..."
Xiao Chen, who was checking the slogans on the wall while riding his bicycle, heard Yan Bugui singing this song! Isn't this a disguised form of irony and ridicule of being a bachelor?
"Shut up!"
When Yan Bugui heard the scolding, he immediately shut his mouth obediently. Holding the paint bucket in his left hand and holding the brush still dripping with red paint in his right hand, he stood at attention.
Clerk Chen set up his bicycle and walked over. He stretched out his right index finger and touched the wet paint on the wall. He looked at the slogan and nodded with satisfaction.
[People all over the world unite to defeat the American invaders and all their lackeys!]
When he turned around, he immediately pulled his face down and scolded Yan Bugui.
"Although your writing is okay, your ideological problem is very serious!"
"Clerk Chen, I sang according to the lyrics in the movie."
"You don't sing so many good songs, why do you have to sing "Singles' Song"? Can't you sing "The Battle Hymn of the Volunteer Army"? Can't you sing "The People's Commune is Good"? Tomorrow happens to be Women's Day, and the children's song "Happy"
You used to be a primary school teacher, can't you sing? Can't you sing "Aobao Meeting"? I think you are deliberately sarcastic and sarcastic about unmarried young men!"
Yan Bugui's aggrieved face was filled with facial features. He took off his glasses and prepared to wipe away the non-existent tears.
"Clerk Chen, I made a mistake. I promise not to make this mistake again. I hope the organization can give me a chance to change my ways."
"Hmm~ This is like an attitude of admitting your mistake. I will write it down for you this time, and I will leave first. Write your slogans carefully. Today I have to finish writing the slogans for these two alleys, and try to finish the ones in front of me.
In every alley, some slogans that were no longer visible were repainted.”
"Hey, I'll write it now."
"Dang!"
Xiao Chen kicked off the stand, got on the bicycle again and rode eastward. Yan Bugui cursed and turned around to continue working.
"What are you mumbling about?"
"Ah? Why are you back again?"
Xiao Chen's retort scared Yan Bugui so much that his heart almost burst out of his chest.
"I was mumbling the next slogan in my mouth just now, and I was afraid that I would write it wrong."
Xiao Chen nodded and said: "This looks like work. I almost forgot about the real thing just now. A few days ago, there was news from Director Wang about the construction worker your courtyard liaison officer Xu Damao was looking for. Today
They will go to your yard to take a look at the water plant at noon. I also went to say hello to the water plant early in the morning. I also made an appointment to dig up the ground in your yard at noon today to find the cause of the problem. If you meet them later when you are working
If you meet acquaintances, ask them to go to your courtyard to report a message. What happens every day is actually a matter in your courtyard."
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he was about to ride away, but Yan Bugui hurriedly chased after him with a paint bucket.
"Clerk Chen, do you think I'm going back to school to work? Can you write a letter for me? School will start in a few days."
Xiao Chen stood up and pedaled his bicycle, and replied without looking back: "You have to ask Director Wang about this matter. Your yard is not under my control."
"Who cares about that leg of yours! Bah!"
Just as Yan Bugui turned around with the paint bucket, he heard Xiao Chen speaking again.
He shouted in his heart: "I'm done! He heard me scolding him!" He let go of his grip and collapsed on the ground with weak legs, his buttocks covered in red paint.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I...my legs were so weak from hunger that I couldn't stand up. Just now my vision went dark and I sat on the ground."
Xiao Chen put one foot on the ground, pointed to the blue-gray wall not far away and said, "I almost forgot the most important thing just now. You will write the Women's Day slogan on the wall over there later.
"
Yan Bugui sat on the ground, not daring to look back at Xiao Chen. His lips seemed to be cramped and he replied: "Okay..."
"You just write [Chinese people are full of ambitions, they don't like red clothes but love armed forces.] No, no, no... there are too many people writing this. You should write this... this [Women can withstand half the changes in the sky, and discipline the mountains and rivers to change their appearance.]"
"Okay...Clerk Chen, will you be back soon?"
"I'm really ill, and you still want to take care of me."
Xiao Chen really rode his bicycle and left this time. But Yan Bugui was so frightened that he no longer dared to curse anyone.
It was approaching 11:40 noon, and the loudspeaker at the entrance of the alley was already playing music. Yanbu Guigui was half-bent from exhaustion, unable to lift his head, and returned to his home in the courtyard with the paint bucket.
"Lao Yan, have you finished writing the slogan?"
"Clang!"
Yan Bugui threw the paint bucket behind the door and began to wash his hands. Yang Ruihua knew that his man was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. He did not dare to ask more about today's work tasks and could only change the topic.
"Lao Yan, why did you bring the paint bucket home? It made the house smell."
"You are blind! Didn't you see that there is still paint in the bucket? We just repainted the stools in our house and blocked the cracks in the windows. What if I throw the paint bucket outside? What if someone
What should I do if I dig out the paint inside? I have short hair and short knowledge."
Yan Bugui wiped the water off his hands, scolded his wife and felt a little better. Yang Ruihua looked at the red paint on his pants and wanted to ask more but didn't dare to speak, so he could only swallow the words in his stomach.
"How much money does our family have now?"
"More than 24 yuan."
"Someone will come to repair the water pipe in the front yard soon. You take out the money. No matter how they go about repairing it, you don't have to express any opinions. As long as the residents in the front yard are satisfied."
"Well, I kneaded two pieces of bread for you just now, and I also made a paste of the leftover cornmeal for you. The doctor said you should eat more refined grains to nourish your body. If that doesn't work, I'll go write slogans with you in the afternoon.
"
"It's enough for me. Do you still want to go out with me to embarrass yourself? You'd better watch the children at home and don't let a few of them fight and cause trouble. The most important thing for our family now is not to
It's noisy. Things will get better after I go back to school to teach, so just bear with it a little longer."
"Oh, I listen to you."
Just as Yan Bugui walked back to the dining table and sat down, picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, he heard the noise from the residents in the courtyard.
"Shall I go take a look?"
"You can watch it, but you can't express your opinion."
"knew."
Yang Ruihua felt that his man was recovering very quickly, and he was becoming more and more energetic like he was when he was the third uncle. He thought to himself that his family's life was about to get better. He walked into the bedroom, put away the family's money, opened the door to the hall and walked out.
At this time, more than 30 residents gathered in the front yard and formed a large circle. They looked at the four workers wearing labor cloths, pointed to the location of the broken faucet in the front yard, and began to express their opinions.
"Everyone, please stop making noise! We all have to wait for the staff from the street office to come over."
Uncle Sun, who was sitting in the opposite room, shouted: "Then you can dig it first, and wait while you do it without delaying the matter."
"That's right, it's already noon now. I don't know how many hours this work will take."
A middle-aged man wearing dark blue waterworks work clothes walked over from the front yard entrance with a record book in his hand.
"Everyone, please listen to what I have to say first. This issue of checking and repairing water pipes belongs to me, but I can only dig this land in the presence of the staff from the subdistrict office."
"Why?"
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. I'm not sure whether the underground pipes are rotten or blocked too seriously. If a similar situation is found, the underground pipes will need to be rerouted. This rerouting will require re-digging.
We just unearthed a bomb in the Xicheng District of Beijing last month. If you guys are not afraid, then I will start doing it!"
After the water plant employee said this, he cheerfully picked up a pickaxe and made gestures to the ground twice, which scared all the residents and took two steps back.
"Forget it…"
"In my opinion, we should wait until Director Wang arrives before we talk."
"Don't dig the ground, wait until everyone is here."
"Put down the pickaxe first! Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!"…
Just when everyone tried to dissuade him, Wang Jianping pushed a bicycle and led a middle-aged woman over.
"Hey~ It's quite a coincidence that I came here. Everyone heard it, right?"
Wang Jianping first raised his hands to signal everyone to stop talking, then let the middle-aged woman into the circle and introduced everyone.
"This is an expert in agricultural science, a superior..."
The middle-aged woman quickly waved her hands and said humbly: "I'm not an expert."
"Yes, you guys, listen to me! When I came to our yard to distribute things before the Chinese New Year, I told you guys that I wanted to plant sweet potato vines. The Spring Equinox will be here in one week, and the weather is like this now
It is getting warmer and warmer, so some work should start. This is our teacher Liu Huiping from Beijing Agricultural University!"
Wang Jianping thought the residents would applaud to welcome him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any applause. Looking around, he couldn't find Zhou Wenzhong. At this moment, there was a moment of silence, and Wang Jianping looked at Liu Huiping and smiled awkwardly.
"You guys start digging holes and repairing water pipes. I will lead Teacher Liu Huiping around our yard. We will find a suitable place for planting sweet potato vines first. You guys can get busy!"
"No, no... just now the workers at the water plant said there was a bomb underground."
At this time, the worker of the water plant held a pickaxe horizontally and said: "Don't talk nonsense! What I said before meant that there might be bombs, and there might be boxes of gold, silver and jewelry buried underground! It's not like our water plant didn't have any before.
Digging it."
"Okay, okay! There are so many people here watching. Even if there are gold and silver treasures, can you still snatch them? These all belong to the country! They are all used by the country for construction so that we can live a good life! After handing it over
Everyone will be rewarded and praised. Even if we dig up a bomb, we don’t have to be afraid. I will die with you, right? Hurry up and get to work!"
After Wang Jianping scolded him, he led teacher Liu Huiping straight to the backyard. He opened his notebook and recorded the suitable planting locations, and started exploring from back to front.