Zhang Hongcheng felt that with the strength of his farm, the reward for each person should be at least 600 to 700 yuan.
He also referred to examples from other sister units - for example, the employee of the Jixi Grain Bureau who was admitted to university. The grain bureau not only gave him a bonus, but also paid for his travel expenses to return to his hometown to announce the good news and celebrate the New Year.
Hongqi Wetland Farm also decided to follow suit.
This is because they deliberately blurred the fact that the employees of the Grain Bureau were only going back to Daqing when they returned to their hometown, and the travel expenses were quite limited.
Among the educated youth on their farm, except for seven who were from the same province, the one closest to home was Luo Qin - her hometown was Beijing!
Since it was a big pot meal, Zhang Hongcheng waved his pen and approved a hundred yuan of visiting relatives allowance for each person!
Mr. Bian, who was about to take over the business left by Zhang Hongcheng, kept pulling at his beard.
At first, he was worried that Zhang Hongcheng left him too much money, which would attract the covetousness of others, but now he began to worry that Zhang Hongcheng could only leave a few cents for the three old people to live on...
The last figure left in the farm account book was twenty-one thousand two hundred and seventy-seven dollars and fourteen cents.
Together with the more than 700 acres of good land in the wetland and the large number of review materials and test papers left by Zhang Hongcheng, it is enough for Mr. Bian to continue running this night school.
From now on, all educated youth who apply to attend night school must study while farming...
Mr. Bian has even begun to dream of becoming the dean of a remote and detached academy.
The certification materials and sealed file bags with official seals were distributed to everyone one after another. Zhang Hongcheng even thoughtfully bought train tickets for everyone.
When the train tickets were distributed to everyone, the educated youth who were originally extremely excited gradually calmed down.
Regardless of gender, one after another, their eyes became red.
They each have their own way out and future, but the next second they face the longest farewell in their lives.
In this special era, at their best age, it is a great fate for them to be able to get together.
They work and study together, and they sleep in the same room and like to talk about their ideals and future in the dark.
They gathered under the red flag, fighting against the sky, the earth, and people, especially the educated youth from the original Red Flag Platoon, who dedicated the best years of their youth to this black land.
They had originally dreamed of leaving here and returning to their hometown, but they never expected that everyone would disperse so completely.
From then on, people from all over the country, from all corners of the world, started their own lives.
After this separation, we may never see each other again in this life.
Looking at these dearest and closest comrades and friends surrounding me, the bitter tears flowed like spring rain, blurring my thoughts.
Kou Shihong and Jian Yong hugged each other and cried even more sadly than girls.
Jiao Dinghui ran to the cafeteria, opened the wine jar, and drank it in gulps. The big man shed tears as big as his own eyes into the wine.
Everyone was drunk that night.
The female educated youths cried until their voices were hoarse, and they kept crying and shouting even though they were drunk.
“It would be great if we could get into the same city!!!”
"I can't bear to leave everyone, I can't bear to leave the Red Flag Company, I can't bear to leave the farm!!! Wuuuuuuuu."
There were also some female educated youth with a very artistic style who were drunk and dancing non-stop in the venue.
After the dance, she raised her glass with sobs.
"Fellow educated youth, let's raise our glasses to commemorate our youth... it's over!!!"
"From now on, Four Seasons Lake and Sea, everyone take care!!"
Almost overwhelmed by tears of farewell, the people of Hongqi Farm did not forget to push the person they respected most to the stage to speak.
Although Zhang Hongcheng didn't want to cry in front of these people, he couldn't help it.
Forget it, just cry!
After living together for several years, how could I bear to go our separate ways from now on?
After this separation, one will either rise to prominence with the tide of the times, or be swept away by the torrent of the times and disappear without a trace.
Zhang Hongcheng's eyes were red and he held his neck tight for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.
However, Chu Miaohong, who was holding Chen Beilei, who was crying so hard that she couldn't take care of herself, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, opened her mouth and began to sing softly.
(Lyrics and music courtesy of Zhang Hongcheng.)
"...the years have passed, and I want to talk about how confused I was back then..."
"…both real and illusory…it's hard to choose…"
"... the long road of life, searching up and down..."
…
"Ask the guests coming from the south... and the north..."
…
In the following days, one by one, reluctant figures left the Hongqi Wetland Farm with their bags on their backs and tears in their eyes.
The eighty people slowly became sixty-two... forty-five... twenty-one... thirteen... six... two.
Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong checked the doors and rooms of every barracks in the Sihongqi Wetland Farm for the last time, and then solemnly handed a bunch of keys to Mr. Bian.
The couple packed their bags to go home, took a last deep look at the red flag fluttering in the cold wind in the farm square, and then left.
[A few days later, Director Han's angry voice appeared on the farm... but it only startled a few water birds that were not afraid of the severe cold...]
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