“Secretary Wang, to be honest, our school is indeed short-staffed, so sending someone over shouldn’t be a problem.”

"But I don't think Weimin is suitable for working at a school." Wang Junsheng sighed with difficulty.

"It's not that I look down on them, it's just that those students are all naughty and mischievous."

"If Weimin were lecturing in front of the class, and the students below were talking nonsense, or some naughty ones were imitating Weimin's walk or movements, wouldn't that also be a form of harm to Weimin?"

As the principal, Wang Junsheng knew better than anyone what those unruly kids in the school were like.

Children are born with flaws; they don't understand much and just want to have fun.

Wang Junsheng had met Chen Weimin when he was in school and knew his personality well.

This sensitive and somewhat insecure personality, coupled with her physical disability, makes her truly unsuitable for teaching students.

"If you ask me, we should just put Weimin in the union."

Our organization and bureau hold many cultural and artistic activities every year, and the labor union also has a lot of written materials to organize. Weimin has excellent handwriting; he could be more effective working in the labor union.

Principal Wang looked at Zhao Xiangyang, the chairman of the trade union of Qianchuan Forest Farm, and said.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiangyang couldn't help but smile wryly, "Old Wang, are you really ignorant or just pretending?"

"Only workers can join the union. With Weimin like this, he can't be recruited or become a worker, so how can he join the union?"

Zhao Xiangyang is right. Trade unions are workers' organizations, and to join a trade union, you must first be a worker.

However, the first requirement for recruiting workers in the forestry system is good health.

Nowadays, there are countless strong and healthy young men who can't be hired, let alone Chen Weimin, who doesn't meet the requirements at all.

"Sigh, our forest farm can't make the decision on this. If you ask me, we should let Old Chen's family go to the bureau to find someone."

The second son of the Chen family was run over by the train. The bureau is responsible for this, and the bureau leaders should be asked to resolve it.

"How can such a large forestry bureau, with tens of thousands of employees, not even be able to accommodate one child?"

After hearing Zhao Xiangyang's words, Wang Jiachuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Zhou Qinglan remained silent, listening quietly to the leaders' discussion.

When they were walking back after the performance, Zhou Qinglan happened to be sitting with Chen Liping and secretly told Chen Liping about the conversation between the leaders.

“Tell your brother to go to the police station. They should give him an explanation for his situation.”

After returning home, Zhou Qinglan brought up the matter again with Sheng Xiping.

After listening, Sheng Xiping sighed.

He did know something about this, although he was in jail at this time in his previous life, but after he came out, he heard Chen Weiguo talk about it.

For the sake of Weimin, the Chen family went to the bureau and the province, and almost went to the capital.

But it was no use. Without a policy, no one dared to open the door and recruit workers with special treatment for Uyghurs.

Given the size of the forestry bureau, there are many cases similar to Chen Weimin's.

For example, the student who was bitten by ticks while participating in tree planting at school suffered brain damage from tick-borne encephalitis. His family went to the police station several times to help him, but to no avail.

This group of people, until the end of 1982, when forestry enterprises relaxed their standards in order to resolve the long-standing problems.

All educated youth with physical disabilities and unemployed youths in the entire organization were recruited as workers in the collective.

"This matter may not be so easy," Sheng Xiping said, shaking his head and sighing.

Just as Zhou Qinglan was about to ask why it wasn't that easy, she suddenly heard a continuous barking of dogs outside.

"Wait a minute, I'll go see who's here." Sheng Xiping got up, pushed open the door and went out, and saw Chen Weimin standing outside the Sheng family's gate.

"Xiaomin, what brings you here? Come on in." Sheng Xiping walked over quickly and reached out to help Chen Weimin.

"Brother, you don't need to help me, I can walk by myself." Chen Weimin smiled, hopped on one leg, and entered the courtyard.

Previously, some people had tried to make a crutch for Chen Weimin, the kind that is placed under his arm, thinking that using a crutch would make things more convenient.

However, Chen Weimin is missing his right leg and right hand, both on the same side, making it very inconvenient to use crutches.

So Chen Weimin has always hopped on one leg since he was a child. Over the years, he has gotten used to it and will not fall even in the dead of winter.

“That day, didn’t my older brother say he wanted me to carve a couple of handprints? I carved them and brought them over. I also took the opportunity to ask my sister-in-law about something.”

Chen Weimin said as he jumped into the house.

Even without Chen Weimin saying it, Sheng Xiping could guess that Chen Liping must have listened to Zhou Qinglan and told her brother when she got home.

Chen Weimin came here probably to discuss this matter with the couple.

The main reason is that Chen Shiliang and Chen Weiguo are both working on the mountain, and Xu Xiuxiang is just a housewife who doesn't know anything about these things.

The Sheng and Chen families had a good relationship, and Chen Weimin only came to Sheng Xiping because he had no one else to consult.

"Come, sit down and let's talk." Sheng Xiping led Chen Weimin to sit down in the east room.

After greeting Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan, Chen Weimin sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Brother, sister-in-law, these are handprints I carved for you. My skills are just so-so, so please don't mind them."

Chen Weimin took out a cloth bag from his pocket, opened it, and inside were two pear wood hand-stamps.

There isn't much sandalwood or similar wood available in Northeast China, so pear wood is mostly used for carving hand-carved stamps.

Pear wood has a moderate hardness and fine texture, making it an excellent material for carving hand-stamped objects.

Sheng Xiping took the stamp, examined it closely, and was extremely pleased with it.

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