Chapter 3 Li Yaomei's laid-off story "Look, this is what I changed...
"Look, this is a bicycle ticket I exchanged for Dad. It will allow him to buy a bicycle and make it more convenient for him to do things. I plan to send these books to my brother and sister. They may need them when they take the college entrance examination. And..."
There were also supplementary teaching materials at that time, but due to the number of copies printed, they were rarely available even in Beijing, let alone in remote areas. Many people didn't even know about the existence of supplementary teaching materials.
What Ouyang Yuan sent were not supplementary teaching materials, but books that he had selected and felt would be helpful for the college entrance examination. He did not have any channels to purchase supplementary teaching materials.
Li Daohua looked at what he wrote and didn't know what to say. Right now, she didn't know as much about her family as Ouyang Yuan did.
Just thinking back on what she had learned in the past few days, they didn't have much in Peking. Apart from eating in the cafeteria, they had to tighten their belts to make ends meet.
She had to find a way to make money.
The next day, Li Daohua prepared to go out and see if there was any way to make money, even though she knew the hope was very slim.
In 1979, although the clarion call for reform and opening up had been sounded, all aspects remained extremely strict. From top to bottom, no one dared to make drastic moves, and everything had to be done slowly and by trial and error.
At that time, Peking did not have as many skyscrapers and population as it did later, so Li Daohua became famous overnight in the Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications.
When she arrived at the school gate, she was suddenly stopped by the security guard who said there was a letter for her.
"My letter? Where did it come from?" Li Daohua asked casually. She took the letter. The handwriting on it was elegant and graceful, and it looked like the handwriting had been practiced.
The letter was from the Peking Daily, and along with it were a few banknotes, not much, and it was clearly written in the letter that it was for her royalties.
"Oh, writer Li is amazing. Not everyone can get the royalties."
The security guard excitedly explained to Li Daohua that he had seen many people receiving royalties for their writings at Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, so there was no need for him to be so excited.
But those who received royalties were all cultured and educated. It was the first time he saw a woman like Li Daohua, who had just come to Beijing from the countryside, receiving royalties. It made him feel inexplicably familiar with her.
At the gate of Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, people usually come and go in a hurry in winter, and they don’t have time to say hello to Li Daohua when they recognize her.
After opening the envelope and looking at the several bills inside, Li Daohua suddenly had an idea. Yes, she could continue her old job and contribute to newspapers and magazines!
She has also read a lot of newspapers at home recently. Without a computer or mobile phone, newspapers are one of the few things at home that can help her pass the time.
To be honest, many articles in newspapers are not as good as hers. Of course, there are also some that are better than hers.
There are not many intellectuals in this era, and even though newspapers have selected the best of the best, it is impossible to expect every article to be excellent.
A good article is naturally formed, and is the result of a skilled hand.
Even the author himself cannot guarantee that every article he writes is of the best quality.
However, she still needs to think carefully about what articles to contribute. It is best to keep up with hot topics. As a self-media contributor, this is what she is best at.
Hot spots are also the easiest to achieve results.
With the royalties in hand, Li Daohua did not go out to look for a job, but went straight to the library. She needed more and newer newspapers and magazines to help her understand the cultural market.
In the library, Ouyang Yuan was busy helping students register. There were many students in Beihang University and many people came to the library to borrow books. People were eager to absorb knowledge from books, which made the librarian particularly busy at this time.
When he saw Li Daohua come in, he thought she was looking for him.
"What's the matter?"
"Where are the latest magazines and newspapers?"
"You can't take that thing home. The newspapers at home were subscribed by the old man himself. He didn't subscribe after I came here."
Li Daohua looked at Ouyang Yuan in surprise. Did her original self used to have the habit of taking advantage of others?
"I came here to see that I still have the payment for my last submission. I plan to look at the newspapers and write a few more suitable ones to submit to earn some money to support my family."
Ouyang Yuan was so frightened by this that he quickly looked around. Seeing that his colleagues were busy, he pulled Li Daohua aside and asked, "Who are you going to scold now?"
Her original identity was like this. In the village, anyone who dared to provoke her would be blocked at the door and scolded.
In Ouyang Yuan's opinion, Li Daohua has obviously evolved. She is not satisfied with just cursing verbally. After learning some culture, she curses in newspapers.
The insults were more elegant than before. After all, putting an ad in a newspaper was considered cultured. But the degree of the abuse was several levels higher than before.
Huang Laidie's reputation has been ruined. Originally, she was in charge of publishing books in the library, but now her superiors think that her influence is too bad, but they cannot fire her, so they simply assign her to the warehouse at the back to be responsible for the more tiring task of moving books.
Although colleagues felt that Huang Laidi deserved it, they were also afraid of being targeted by Li Daohua.
Recently, the attitude of his colleagues towards him has changed greatly from before. It has gone from ignoring and even excluding him to polarization, with some people trying to please him and others avoiding him.
Li Daohua was even more puzzled: "I am bored and I am scolding others. If you are talking about Huang Laidi, that is not scolding, that is scientific discussion and rational criticism."
Look at it, he said she has evolved.
There are quite a few students in the library, and even more students borrow books directly to read in their dormitories. The dormitories are more comfortable than here and there are not so many people.
Li Daohua wanted to read newspapers and magazines, especially newspapers, which she could finish very quickly and needed to be replaced frequently, so she would read them directly in the library.
In 1979, reform and opening up had been proposed for a year, but many people were still complacent or were unsure about the extent of reform and opening up.
This year, reform literature came onto the stage, and the very famous "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office" was completed this year.
Li Daohua feels that she can also write reform literature. As for scar literature, she does not like it. A lot of scar literature is nothing more than some people seeking their own interests by selling misery.
Although not all scar literature is like this, perhaps at the beginning, it is just an expression of emotion, but it varies from person to person.
As for reform literature, no one understood reform better than her at that time. In 1979, the reform had just been proposed for a year. When she traveled through time, the reform had been going on for more than 40 years, and there was a collision of various realities and ideas.
"The Story of Director Qiao Taking Office", then she wrote "The Story of Li Yaomei Being Laid Off".
A major feature of reform and opening up is the shift from a planned economy to a combination of a planned economy and market regulation. Under such conditions, a large number of state-owned enterprises have reformed, transformed, or even closed down.
Since the beginning of reform and opening up, more and more companies have become half-dead due to their inability to adapt to the market, until a wave of layoffs occurred in the 1990s.
In fact, this situation already existed before the 1990s, but it was only a minority at that time.
Li Daohua is going to write about a female textile worker who has worked in a textile factory all her life, and who voluntarily resigns from the factory for the sake of her children's future.
After being laid off, I experienced pain and confusion, but finally I found my life value and direction again.
The wave of layoffs in the 1990s is a painful memory for many laid-off workers.
They have worked in factories all their lives and only know the skills they learned in the factories. When they are suddenly laid off and return to society, it is difficult for them to change their mindset and the economy is also hit hard.
"Li Yaomei's Laid-off Story" was planned to be written around these difficulties.
After deciding on the writing direction, Li Daohua packed up her things and prepared to find a textile factory to learn more about it, or at least find a female textile worker to learn more about.
Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
It was also difficult for Li Daohua to find female textile workers. She had only been here for a short time and was not familiar with the neighbors. In addition, the old resident Huang Laidie was instigating discord, so many people avoided her.
But just as she was asking around, a young woman came up to her and said, "I'm a worker in a textile factory. What can I do for you?"
Li Daohua said in surprise: "It's not a big deal, I just want to know more about your textile factory. There is no textile factory in our village, so I am curious about this.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Daohua, and you are...
The young woman was a little shy and said in a low voice: "My name is Chen Li, and I moved here last year."
"Come on, come to my house and let's talk slowly." Li Daohua led Chen Li into the house. There were some candies at home. They were bought by Ouyang Yuan when she was in the hospital.
"I was assigned to the factory after I graduated from high school. There are more than 700 workers in our factory, and my monthly salary is 15..."
Chen Li slowly recalled the past, while Li Daohua wrote down everything she said, and occasionally asked some questions, such as the housing allocation system of the textile factory, how to enter the factory...
"Do you want to work in a textile factory? Maybe I can ask for you."
Chen Li's words were full of sincerity. She married here last year. As a new bride and also being introverted, she could not really fit in with the people here.
Speaking of which, she admired Li Daohua quite a bit. She had also been scolded by Huang Laidi, but she was soft-hearted and ran away crying after being scolded.
She saw the fight that day. Li Daohua was really strong. If she hadn't fallen accidentally, it would have been hard to say who would have suffered the loss.
"That's not the case. I only graduated from elementary school. I definitely can't get into your factory. I'm just curious."
Before leaving, Li Daohua stuffed her with a few more candies. She couldn't just ask for help for free.
After understanding the situation, Li Daohua started writing immediately.
As a self-media writer, the most important thing is speed!
In the information society, everything changes rapidly. If you don’t seize a hot spot quickly, another one may appear the next day.
In the words of their boss, if you procrastinate, you can't even eat hot shit.
Through such high-intensity training, Li Daohua has been trained to get the hot spots and complete the manuscripts quickly, and the quality of course varies.
When Ouyang Yuan came back, he saw Li Daohua sitting by the stove, writing without even raising her head. Naturally, there was no food or anything.
He stood silently beside Li Daohua for a while, sighed, took the lunch box, closed the door and went to get his meal.
We arrived late, but luckily there was still some food. I left a portion for Li Daohua and took my own portion with me, planning to eat a few bites when I was not busy.
"You have to remember to eat no matter what you do. You said that." Ouyang Yuan put the lunch box in front of Li Daohua and tapped it with his fingers to remind her.
Li Daohua was awakened by this. She raised her head and saw Ouyang Yuan. She looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was past one o'clock and her hands felt a little sore.
I miss the old computers. Although my hands would hurt after typing on the keyboard for a long time, it was not as fast as it is now.
"I really didn't notice the time. I guess I delayed your meal..."
"No matter what you do, you can't go without eating. If you don't eat, you will suffer when you write these things and fight with others." Ouyang Yuan said meaningfully.
Li Daohua pouted. What he said was not wrong. Her health was much better now than when she was a social animal. She no longer felt tired easily, nor did she feel chest tightness and shortness of breath easily.
By the time Ouyang Yuan got off work in the afternoon, Li Daohua had already written 5,000 words, and the preliminary groundwork had been completed.
Seeing that Ouyang Yuan's eyes were always glancing at the manuscript, Li Daohua took the initiative to ask, "Would you like to take a look? Give me some advice?"
"Is it okay to watch it now?" Ouyang Yuan's tone was full of anticipation.
"Go ahead and give some feedback." She also wanted to know what other people thought of the article she wrote.
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