I don’t want to rely on my legs, but what can I do if I don’t rely on my legs?
The train's mileage is obviously not enough. If you have to wait in line, then you have to wait until when.
Chaoyang asked Xu Qiang: "It's okay if you can think of a way to make a car!"
The car must be running at full capacity.
Xu Qiang shook his head: "Regardless of whether it is a train or a car, even if you go up, it is not comfortable. Crowding with people will definitely crush people to death. Once you get on the train, you will not be able to get off for days and nights. You have to eat, drink, and defecate in the car. I
Look, we might as well find another way."
Chaoyang agreed with this. He asked: "Can we go out of the city and see if there are any trucks hauling goods? Let's take it as a journey. It doesn't matter what kind of vehicle it is, as long as it can sit on it."
It seems that this is quite reliable. It would be the same if you go to the outside of the city first, and if it doesn't work, go back to the train station and wait.
The group of people formed a vertical row again, Xu Qiang was holding a flag, and he was very proud.
The teams leaving the city were one after another, singing songs and shouting slogans, just like marching. They also competed with each other to see whose singing voice was louder and whose feet were faster.
Compared with others, our team is a bit scattered. Each one looks like a deserted soldier.
Chaoyang was also tired from walking. He really couldn't walk anymore. Looking at the disdainful expressions of the teams passing them all the way, he simply put half of his body weight on a taller classmate in his class and put his arm around him.
On the opponent's neck, "...you hold me up and tell them to see that there are wounded people in our group. We must march with the wounded...it is natural to take it slow..."
Hmm! It seems to make sense.
So they alternated helping the "wounded" person, and someone else picked up Chaoyang's luggage.
Chaoyang said with embarrassment: "In the next paragraph... in the next paragraph, we will be the wounded instead..."
Then there is no need to wait for the next section. Because their gm spirit has impressed many people, some people even let the truck in their way go to them: "It's okay, you go first. It's important to see a doctor when you get there. Don't dare to delay on the road."
Several people secretly rejoiced and felt ashamed.
Duanyang felt embarrassed, so he gave all the dry food he had to others: "The road is still long, we need to maintain our strength, and we can't save food. Take it, we can ride in the car without eating..."
Then all the food was donated.
The truck was a coal truck, and there was still more than half a bag of coal in the compartment. Several people got in and didn't mind being dirty. They lay down on the coal, grabbed the walls of the compartment, listened to the clanging and shaking along the way, and left.
In the car, one can see groups of three to five people, or thirteen to five people, or thirty to fifty people, heading straight along the road.
Xu Qiang was older after all, so when the driver stopped by a river to fill the car with water, he went over to chat with the driver, stuffed half a pack of cigarettes into the car and went over. He asked the driver where he could get a drink, where he could stay, and how he should eat.
The driver looked at the young man and laughed: "You still have to eat with a tip?" How can there be such a beautiful thing?
When he was tired, he parked the car and went to sleep. As for food? He brought dry food with him. When passing through towns, he could exchange food stamps for some food. As for water, the driver pointed to the river: "Did you see that?
Usually, I will carry a bucket of tap water in the city. If it is not available, well water in the village will also work. If I get really thirsty and can’t stand it on the way, I will only have river water..."
Xu Qiang looked at the turbid water in the bucket, his face slightly stiff.
The driver also said: "When the water settles, it will be clear."
Forget it, I'd rather be hungry and thirsty.
But the driver didn't collect the cigarettes in vain. At least he was well-informed and planned a route for them, telling them how to go, which way to go, where it would be easy to block cars, where to get on, where to get off, and where to pass in the middle.
, everything was explained clearly to them. Chaoyang took a notebook and wrote it down.
When it was time for them to get off, the driver reminded them: "It's going to be bad again. You enter the county town from here... go out from the east gate and get on the national highway. There are trucks pulling fertilizer over there all day long. You guys
You can catch it and walk dozens of kilometers further..."
When we arrived at the county town, there was a reception station here. We could also arrange food and accommodation. Since there were sick patients, the arrangements were pretty good.
After spending the night repairing, we continued our journey.
Due to poor rest, Chaoyang's entire foot was swollen even though the car ride was bumpy.
I kept walking and stopping all the way, and when I got home, it was already half a month later.
On this day, the weather was warm, and the sun was shining warmly on everyone. The factory was in chaos right now, and no one went to work. A man in Danyang built a greenhouse with wattle sticks and plastic film in the yard, preparing to put it in the yard.
Trying to grow vegetables in the greenhouse. The scorching sun is helping her sister to deliver things. The fourth master is sitting on the sun lounger with his eyes closed and concentrating. Lin Yutong is sitting on the small bench to the side, drying cabbage and sweet potatoes. She has something to do with it.
Talk to the fourth master: "... Duanyang's marriage has been going through some troubles. If everything in the Song family is fine, Duanyang will have less worries. Now... that boy is very thoughtful, and he is worried that Song Lu will take him as an advantage.
People who are in danger.”
If the Song family is good, as a grandson of the Lin family, with the surname of Lin, marrying a girl from the Song family is actually not that high. In terms of suitability, the two children are actually quite suitable. Song Lu's grandfather is amazing,
Aren't Song Lu's parents teachers at the university? Speaking of which, are they bad? Not bad! Whether it's family affairs or the temperament and character of the two children, they are really suitable. But now that something happened to the Song family, Song Lu
Just like the rich lady in distress. Song Lu probably thought that Duanyang had sympathy in marrying her. But Duanyang felt that if she didn't tell her sooner or later, she would have become a fallen phoenix. Go ahead and tell her, this
Isn't it suspected of taking advantage of others' danger?
So, let's do it.
Not far away!
It’s just that no one is going to pierce this layer of window paper.
The fourth master said: "This matter... I want to ask for news about the Song family. If that doesn't work, let's go there ourselves."
Is this a door-to-door marriage proposal?
Lin Yutong was stunned for a moment: "...Okay!"
This is also a way for the Lin family to express their attitude. As long as it is handled well, there is no risk.
Over there, Jiaoyang chattered to Danyang: "...More tomatoes...I don't like tomato sauce...I want to eat fresh ones...These are obviously cucumber seeds..."
Danyang is noisy.
While they were all talking, the door was kicked open with a bang. Then a fugitive entered the yard and lay down directly on the ground, with his feet in the air. His face and body were pitch black, and his hair was in clumps.
It has a greasy texture stained with unknown dust.
The Fourth Master and Lin Yutong started to rub against each other. When Lin Yutong was about to move, the Fourth Master grabbed him and forced him to sit down. He also sat down slowly.
Danyang and Jiaoyang went over. Danyang's hands were full of mud, so don't move. She motioned to Jiaoyang: "Take a look..."
Jiaoyang squatted down, stretched out the index finger of his right hand and poked it, then looked at the blackened finger with a humble look: "Second brother?"
Chaoyang rolled his eyes upward, "Water! Water! Give me water quickly!"
Jiaoyang rolled his eyes: "Pretend! Pretend! Pretend! Pretend again!" No matter how embarrassed he is, he won't be so pitiful that he has no water to drink.
As he was talking, there was the sound of a bicycle at the door, and Duanyang was back. He hurriedly came in, and while supporting the bicycle, he looked at the rising sun: "Get up quickly, what are you doing lying down? Waiting to receive the reward? Do you think you are a god?"
Here's the hero. I asked you to wait for me for two days but you can't wait. Why don't you run out alone? Let's see what you can do!" The big naughty boy really thought that the outside was paradise! He had been wandering enough in his early years.
Well, it's not that he has to go out, he doesn't like to go out. A child as old as Chaoyang doesn't understand what "it's easy to stay at home for a thousand days, but it's difficult to go out for a while".
She said she was disgusted, but seeing how embarrassed he looked, her heart suddenly softened. She stretched out her hand and pulled him: "Get up, go home and take a shower. You're not hungry!"
I'm starving to death!
Chaoyang grabbed his elder brother's hand and stood up, then lowered his head: "Mom, Dad, I'm back."
After taking a shower and eating half a bowl of braised pork, I started to brag to Jiaoyang about my experiences along the way.
When his father called him to the study, he stopped bragging and his expression became serious: "...Dad, I shouldn't have gone out. I was wrong!"
In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. This is not how children grow up.
If he grows up in this era, he must understand this era and learn to survive in this era.
So when it comes to children, you still have to let go.
After going out for a while, the morning sun has settled down, so I really don’t go out anymore. I don’t participate in any activities. The public opinion is that I came back sick after going out and never recovered.
Then I never leave the political arena. I spend most of my time reading and drawing in my room. When the sun is nice, I sit on the terrace to bask in the sun. But in the evening, I go out for a long run. Ten kilometers a day, no matter what the weather is.
It doesn't matter whether it's windy or snowy. Several children have maintained the habit of exercising at night.
Several children were at home, so about an hour after dinner, the whole family went out. They didn’t run far away, they just ran back and forth in circles along the road where the family members went. It was relatively safe inside the factory.
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And it’s so leisurely now! There are quite a lot of people on the sports ground at night, and people playing basketball and table tennis are still having fun playing under the dim street lights.
These people are people who are unwilling to get involved. Meetings, ideological advancement, activists, etc. have nothing to do with them. With so many people together, they talk little. If they want to play, they can play, and they can only talk about playing.
Anyway, we have a tacit understanding with each other. If we don’t talk about other topics, we are afraid of saying the wrong thing.
In this situation, who dares to believe it?
Jiaoyang stopped going to the radio station because no children could listen to those stories or anything like that. The leaders had been affected, and the child was still a child, so he had to be called a gm general.
Now that schools are also closed, Jiaoyang doesn’t know what he will do in the future? What should he do?
After going to bed at night, she hugged the pillow and went to look for her eldest sister. She lazily got into her eldest sister's bed: "... If I don't go to school, I can't take the college entrance examination like the eldest sister... Now there are no universities asking me to take the exam...
…I haven’t gone to middle school yet, and I want to take the technical school in the factory, but I’m not qualified enough…What can I do?” Because I don’t follow the gm, and because of my family background, now I don’t even have a playmate.
Danyang touched his sister's head: "Not to mention, what a little unlucky guy."
She said, "How about you go to the experimental station with me tomorrow?"
Jiaoyang shook his head: "If you don't go, there's nothing good about it."
While the two sisters were talking, they heard shouts coming from outside. The two were startled and stood up quickly: "Who is PD again?"
Before I even put on my clothes, I heard someone coming down from upstairs.
Jiaoyang came out wearing a cotton-padded jacket: "What's wrong?"
Chaoyang kept walking, "There seems to be a fire over there at the technical school."
ah?
Sure enough, the smoke was billowing and the fire was huge. The family hurried out, like many other families, each holding a basin and a tung tree, and rushed to put out the fire. There was an artificial lake in the factory, and water was the only one. Zhao Ping said
Call someone to get the water pump and put out the fire first.
But when he got there, the fire couldn't be saved.
Regardless of whether the fire can't be saved, the situation is still a bit wrong.
The two parties each held poles and other objects and faced each other. Under the background of the fire, Lin Yutong could see clearly. The one surrounded by the crowd, holding a hammer in his hand, was Han Qiuju. This one had gone to the third line and had almost been forgotten.
people.
The people confronting here are Xu Qiang Tiedan and others. It can be seen that these people came in a hurry, and those behind them were mostly the children of the factory. They were going to put out the fire.
But people like Han Qiuju blocked it.
Taking two steps closer, Han Qiuju's high-pitched voice can be heard: "...The college entrance examination has been cancelled, why do they still have to take the exam in their technical school? Why are the people who can enter the technical school all the children of the factory, while our more class brothers,
But was turned away..." As she spoke, she waved her arms, "Down with the establishment... Down with the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods..."
Then behind her was a man holding a hoe, a shovel and a hammer.
I don’t know where they came from, but these people are so fierce that they are probably the ones who started the fire in the technical school.
No matter he lit the fire, he still violently prevented everyone from putting out the fire.
Don’t forget, next to the technical school is the family area, and beyond the family area is the factory. The houses in the family area are next to each other in rows. The north wind is blowing tonight. If the fire is not controlled, I’m afraid it will be uncontrollable.
If the family area is burned, it will be burned. As long as there are no casualties, the factory cannot withstand any damage. Many of the equipment inside will explode at the sight of fire. If it really explodes, its power will be enough to turn the entire factory into ruins.
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The situation is in urgent need of control, and there is no time for even basic negotiations.
what to do?
Zhao Ping and Fourth Master looked at each other, and both of them looked at Miao Jiafu.
Miao Jiafu nodded slightly and glanced at someone's terrace behind him. There were already people on it. If he really didn't listen to the advice, bloodshed would be inevitable.
Preparations were being made here, and Ji Hanmei had already rushed over: "Stop it all! Stop it! Han Qiuju, the people who brought you get out of the way immediately. The fire cannot spread. You should understand that fire and water are ruthless. This is not only burning the school.
, there is also a family area, and there is also a factory in the back. The factory is a blast furnace equipment for steel making. Once this thing explodes, no one will survive..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yutong saw the hoe in Han Qiuju's hand swinging up and smashing it towards Ji Hanmei's body.
Lin Yutong almost rushed over, but it was too late. The hoe struck Ji Hanmei's neck, and blood splashed out in an instant. Miao Jiafu didn't hesitate anymore and shouted with a loudspeaker: "All of you from Zhongyuan Heavy Industry."
All of them, lie down!"
Everyone fell down with a roar, and then gunfire suddenly rang out from above. The gun was fired at the sky, with the purpose of scaring away these people.
Han Qiuju first squatted down holding her head. Seeing that the gun was not pointed in their direction, she immediately stood up: "Don't be afraid, they don't dare to shoot at us, they don't dare to be the executioners who strangle GM!"
Not knowing whether to live or die, Lin Yutong held down Ji Hanmei's wounds with one hand to stop the bleeding. He pressed her head down and climbed down, shouting, "Anyone who doesn't want to die, climb down!"
Just as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out.
The people in the security department are good at marksmanship. They don't want people's lives, and the places they aim at are not vital points. But this is not absolute. Even if the injuries are not vital points, there is no guarantee that you will survive.
Han Qiuju was shot in the shoulder, and she looked up almost in disbelief.
After the first round of gunfire, a group of people fell down. The remaining people dropped what they were holding and ran away.
Fourth Master and others directed the fire fighting, and Lin Yutong led others to send the wounded, no matter which side they belonged to, to the hospital first.
There was no good surgeon in the Workers' Hospital, so Duanyang ran to call Song Lu.
Of course Song Lu looked after Ji Hanmei first.
Ji Hanmei was chopped off by the hoe and was injured on the back of her neck. Since Lin Yutong secretly did most of the preliminary work, it would not be a big deal for the injury to recover for a year and a half. But if Lin Yutong's hands and feet were three times slower
Five minutes, she had to risk her life today.
The only one who was seriously injured here was Ji Hanmei, and several young people received minor injuries. After coming over to deal with the wounds, they rushed to put out the fire. There were eighteen other people with gunshot wounds who were from the other side.
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At this point, people know that they are afraid.
They were all temporary workers who followed Han Qiuju and came to the third-line construction site.
Nowadays, it is free to take a bus, so they took their weapons and came to the revolution. They were temporary workers, and they wanted to become regular workers. At that time, I felt that what Han Qiuju said was really right. Why should the children of workers still be workers? This
It’s just the way of being a person in power.
But they didn't expect that gm would really bleed.
Now I'm lying here thinking about it, isn't there something wrong with my brain? I came here to burn down someone else's school, and almost spread the violence to the family area where tens of thousands of people live, and there are military and industrial factories behind it.
Why did you just do this all at once?
Do you regret it?
I regret it to death!
This is a staff hospital, and the female leader has been making arrangements to ask doctors to treat their wounds quickly. But in a staff hospital, who would have thought that there would be such a large area of gunshot wound patients, there is a shortage of medicines, and there are not enough doctors who can perform operations. Delays
Come and delay, until the fire over there is extinguished, the operation here has not been done yet.
It was easy to do the surgery, but the doctor said there was no anesthesia.
If there is no anesthetic, then there is no anesthetic. The doctor is not in a good mood either. My wife is five months pregnant. She was frightened by the fire and ran out. She was frightened when she saw the battle again. She had a miscarriage last night and almost died due to heavy bleeding.
Two lives.
I heard that several children as young as three and five years old were trampled and injured in the factory.
What a sin! Not only did you not give anesthesia, but you chopped yourself off with a knife, it was all right.
After everyone had finished dealing with it, Han Qiuju came to mind. Han Qiuju's surgery was performed by Song Lu. And Song Lu was the person who knew the most about Ji Hanmei's injury besides Lin Yutong. Speaking of Ji Hanmei, she called her Grandma Ji.
That's why. For such a woman, no matter whether she is a qualified wife or a competent mother, she is an amazing warrior. She did not die on the battlefield, but she almost died at the hands of such a man.
She held the scalpel in her hand, and then smiled. With a kind face, she opened the wound on Han Qiuju's shoulder, and watched her faint and wake up from the pain. Then, she only removed the festering flesh, but did not take out the bullet.
, she said: "...Oh no, the bullet is stuck in the bone and cannot be taken out for the time being..."
Han Qiuju opened her eyes wide: "It's impossible...take it out...please..."
Song Lu wore a mask and shook her head with cold eyes: "If you want to take it out, you have to saw the bone... This operation is too big, so I'll finish it for you first... The conditions in the staff hospital can't do it now.
For such an operation... I suggest you go to the military hospital in the city, the military doctors there will definitely have a way."
Han Qiuju felt so painful that big drops of sweat fell from her head, "Go to the military hospital?"
Yes! Go to the military hospital!
If the military hospital knew that you almost killed Ji Hanmei, how do you think the doctors would treat you?
A military doctor! Sometimes he is almost like a butcher. During the war, in order to save lives as much as possible, his arms and legs were sawed off. She was injured on the shoulder arm. If you don't want the arm, just go ahead.
With this in mind, she slowly sewed up the wound again, then bandaged it, and that was it.
After leaving the door, she leaned against the wall and slid down until she sat on the cold ground, finally feeling relieved.
Duanyang walked over, sat down next to her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Lu turned to look at him, then stretched out her hand: "I did something... that violated my oath..."
Duanyang glanced at the operating room on one side and guessed: "It doesn't matter if you break your oath, as long as you don't violate your conscience..."
Song Lu looked at him: "Don't you think I'm cruel?" She shrugged, "...if she's unlucky, she might die...if she's lucky, she...will be disabled for the rest of her life..."
Duanyang sighed: "...The fire scene has been cleaned up... Eight corpses were cleaned up from the fire scene... They were all young, still children... They went in when they saw the fire... There was a set of imported experiments inside
Equipment... They wanted to rescue the equipment, but... no one saw them go in... They were delayed again when putting out the fire... Eight fresh young lives... were buried in the flames..."
Song Lu was stunned: "Really?"
Duanyang nodded: "Really!" His nose felt sour and he almost shed tears.
Song Lu gritted her teeth, "I was too kind just now!"
During this period of time, Song Lu was very busy. She always emphasized that we should be civilized and not martial. But the martial arts still did not stop. At night, from time to time, we could still hear the sound of qiangpao in the distance.
This winter, Lin Yutong and Fourth Master kept the children at home and were not allowed to go anywhere.
Even Danyang is different. Anyway, there's nothing going on there at the experimental station in winter, so there's no need to go there. It's best not to even leave the house. It's too chaotic outside!
This time, a fire at Zhongyuan Heavy Industry was started by someone outside, but it burned down the people in the first factory. Most people slowly returned to the workshop. Although it may not necessarily be work, but at least people
exist.
The adults in the family have begun to severely restrict their children, and they are not allowed to go out and play around. If you dare to go out, fine! If you draw a clear line, draw a clear line. If you leave, you should never go home.
A child is a child after all. He has nowhere to go, so he still wants to go home.
When they see someone close to them, someone they are familiar with, someone they know paid the price with their lives for this, they begin to slowly learn to think, and think, do they really want to do this? Are they really bad people?
Therefore, when the GM began to be promoted in rural areas and became more and more intense, Zhongyuan Heavy Industry became more harmonious than ever.
Because of what happened to Ji Hanmei, Qi Sixian is no longer radical. When it is time to organize learning, he will still organize learning. Not only employees learn, but factory leaders also learn. Just learn, as long as it is not causing trouble, anything will do.
Then they carry out a series of activities, such as the "Remembering the Bitter and Thinking of the Sweet" conference.
A general meeting was held in the big square, and it was crowded with people. Slogans were posted and hung everywhere: Don't forget the suffering of the class, remember the blood and tears.
This conference on remembering the bitter and remembering the sweet is divided into two parts.
Remember the suffering first, and the main activity is to eat the food to remember the suffering.
The cafeteria has also taken meticulous measures. They have cooked up all kinds of wheat bran, tofu dregs, sweet potato vines, and leafy roots in a mess, one by one, one bowl for each person, and eat it.
I got the bowls from home. There was the one who liked to take advantage of him and had a large bowl. Lin Yutong gave several children small bowls. She and the fourth master all used medium-sized bowls. They were not big.
It's not small. Anyway, it just makes people look at it so that it doesn't feel small.
Sister-in-law Miao prepares rice for the boss, which is a bit of a face-saving measure, so everyone has a little more than half a bowl.
When the rice was brought to my mouth, it smelled so good! Lin Yutong really admired the canteen, how could it produce such a taste. Just smelling it made me want to vomit.
But no matter how much I want to vomit, I have to eat it without expression.
Those who can't help but want to vomit will definitely be pulled up and criticized. But those who eat one bowl is not enough and then eat a second or third bowl. This is an activist and should be praised.
Today there was a man who looked like an iron tower and ate eight bowls. He made Qi Sixian happy. This is typical!
He stood in front, holding the tower to keep him from asking him to leave: "...What is this called? This is called not forgetting one's roots! This is called deep class feelings!" Then he handed the microphone to the tower and asked him to speak: "Tell me, tell me.
Whatever you think."
Iron Tower Man is a simple and honest man, but being looked at by so many people made him blush from face to neck. He said, "...this Yiku Rice...is really good!"
After saying this, I don't know what to say.
Qi Sixian took the lead in applauding. People said Yiku Rice was good. Isn't this enough to be a model? He took the lead in shouting "good"! Then he clapped his hands.
The man from the Iron Tower received the encouragement and laughed, "The Yiku Rice is really good! Our food is usually not as good as this. Look... is it really good? Our food can be
I saw the figure, look at this rice, how sticky it is! I can eat Yiku rice today, and I have eaten so much..." As he said this, he wiped away his tears, "If I have to eat Yiku rice all my life, I should
How nice!”
Everyone's hands were clasped together, thinking that if the leader clapped, just clap. But why should we clap like this? It didn't sound so good.
Qi Sixian went up and knocked down the tower man. He was a little angry and a little embarrassed, "Let's... let's seize the time and move on to the next item..."
It ended abruptly.
Lin Yutong didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so she secretly stuffed a mint candy for Fourth Master.
The next step is to invite fellow villagers from the surrounding villages to recall the bitterness of the past and talk about the sweetness of the present.
The old man held the dry pipe and said: "...the old society made people hungry, but they were not as hungry as those three years..."
Once these words are spoken, it’s over!
The people below were coaxed into laughing. The originally serious meeting could not go on at all.
Seeing the reaction below, the old man thought he had said it well. He was still nagging: "Back then, when I worked for the landlord's family, my employer was great! Not only could I eat two white flour buns a day, but during the holidays, I would also be given two
A few pounds of meat, a few pounds of noodles, and a few feet of big green cloth..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Sixian coaxed the person down with a livid face. The people below laughed even more happily!
It's noisy, and I just go by like this day by day.
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the children don't care about any kind of clothes, but they care about military uniforms. Chaoyang even called his second uncle specifically to ask for old military uniforms.
How could his second uncle send him a big package of old and brand-new military uniforms?
Duanyang is the right size to wear a military uniform at his age, and Danyang can hold up well. Chaoyang is a bit weak. He is quite tall, at 1.73 meters. For a teenager, this is not considered small.
But after all, I have lost some weight, and I feel like I am shaking on my body when I put on the military uniform. She is so beautiful, wearing the military uniform and squeaking in front of the mirror.
Putting on the military uniform, pinning the newly issued badge on the chest, and carrying the red envelope book in the pocket, it looks very cool.
It’s Chinese New Year, do you want to prepare new year’s goods?
No one is busy with New Year's goods, everyone is focusing on practicing dance.
Especially these young people. Isn't the province organizing a parade? Every unit needs people.
This team needs to be good-looking and dance while walking. This needs to be trained in advance. The propaganda team in the factory borrowed Danyang and Chaoyang to dance the Zhongzi dance.
When the day comes, songs are played from the loudspeakers. Thousands of people dance to the music on the road.
Dear Chairman M... How many intimate words do we have to say to you - pressing my chest with both hands.
How many passionate songs do we want to sing to you - putting our hands on our cheeks, looking up, and flashing our fingers in a radial pattern.
Thousands of red hearts - the thumbs and index fingers of both hands are combined to form a heart shape and placed on the chest.
Dedicated to you - jumping on the toes of one leg, kicking back with the other leg, and sending the heart shape up and to the right with both hands.
Young girls and boys, in green military uniforms and red armbands, carry kettles on one side of their bodies, with porcelain cups and towels hung on the kettles, and canvas bags on the other side. Some of them also hold red silk or H treasure books in their hands.
He was walking and dancing with a passionate expression on his face. To be honest, it really made people feel very powerful and imposing.
But this time, the two children shouted: "I'm so tired! I'm so tired!" I've been jumping around all day with just those four moves. How can I not be tired?
Seeing the New Year coming, I thought this year would pass so smoothly.
Don't think about it, it's already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Su Jin has been transferred to the farm here. Xiaoxing and her children simply followed.
Lin Yutong was startled: "How could that happen?"
Xiaoxing covered her mouth: "Su Jin...he wants to divorce me!"
ah?
"Why?" It has not been an easy journey for these two couples. Ever since Su Jin and Xiaoxing got married, they have gone through so many ups and downs! There will be any storms that they can't get through, and they have to get divorced. This is not the middle
And Fan Yunqing?
"It's because of my mother!" Xiaoxing said with an angry look on his face, "What's wrong with my mother? She has to do that...zaofan's commander. Su Jin...can't accept this...it was him who asked to be delegated...
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After talking more, Lin Yutong understood. After Su Jin took office, an old expert who knew antiques and worked in the museum was beaten in order to protect the cultural relics. Today, he suffered a heart attack and died. This incident
Su Jin blamed Fan Yunqing and couldn't get over this hurdle. As Fan Yunqing's son-in-law, he was not affected, but his conscience couldn't bear it. He said he wanted to divorce Xiaoxing, and then asked for labor reform. Xiaoxing was chasing him.
Yeah, I can't go to the farm either.
How to do it?
The Lin family's former house, which has been renovated, is now next door to the courtyard where Song Lu lives.
Lin Yutong had no choice but to place the people there first. She looked at Aihua and Jianhua, who had become older children, and thought: This Su Jin is still too bookish. He simply went to the farm.
But what will happen after several children? How to calculate these ingredients?
She said to Xiaoxing: "You still have to talk to your mother about this matter. No matter what, you have to think more about your child."
When Xiaoxing went to find Fan Yunqing, Fan Yunqing's identity was no longer the same. She was now the director of the Provincial G Committee, a well-known leader!
Xiaoxing told the matter with a face, and Fan Yunqing was really angry. Seeing that his daughter had wrinkles on her face and white hair on her head, she became even more angry, "What did Su Jin say back then?"
Of? When you get married..."
"Mom!" Xiaoxing gritted his teeth, "Don't you know how well Su Jin has done over the years? Whether it's for me or for the children, even if it's confrontation...for Wu Rong and Wu Yao, what hasn't he done enough?
He has that kind of temper! If he hadn't had that kind of temper, he wouldn't have stayed with me for so many years. Why are you still picking on him at this time!"
Fan Yunqing pursed his lips and said after a long time: "Okay! It's my fault! It's my fault as a mother! But Xiaoxing, you are not children anymore. Even if you are protecting him, I have to say that he is too impulsive.
Now. Look at your brother-in-law... His problem is no bigger than anyone else! But he holds the factory director's chair firmly. Like him, 99% of them will be defeated. But look..."
She pulled out a document from her desk and handed it over: "That's it, someone else suggested that he be the director of the GW Association of their factory. Qiangbanduoquan! Who can take away his class and his power?"
The author has something to say: I didn’t catch any insects. When I was learning to swim today, I stretched the tendons on the back of my neck. It became very swollen! I didn’t dare to lower my head, didn’t dare to raise it, and almost didn’t dare to move. I am
I tied my shoulders and neck to the back of the chair and fixed it before I finished coding this chapter. The pain was so intense that I couldn't bear it any longer. I didn't catch the bug yet. After coding, let's all watch it alive. I have to go to the hospital.
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