Chapter 45
Being asked for candy by a little kid, Chen Shengqing couldn't help but look at Li Sannier twice, "I'm sorry, uncle came back late this time and didn't buy candy. Next time uncle buys candy and gives it to you guys."
Li Sannier looked a little disappointed, but she still said politely: "Is that so? Thank you, Uncle Chen."
The other children who had followed Chen Tianyou home, when they heard that there would be no candy, pouted and ran away in a group.
Chen Shengqing saw this and narrowed his eyes. While the other children were running ahead, he pulled Chen Tianyou behind and asked, "You've been in the army for several months. How are you getting along with the children in the family compound? How many friends have you made?"
"We all get along well. I enjoy playing with them. They are all my friends." Chen Tianyou didn't know what he meant by asking this question, so he answered truthfully.
"Then let me ask you, are those children willing to play with you because they like you, or because they want your candy or toys?"
Chen Tianyou has never lacked food and clothing since he was a child. He is willing to give candies and snacks to other children. When Chen Shengqing asked him this, he was confused, "It's enough if they are willing to play with me."
This kid is really a fool. Chen Shengqing sighed and said, "People who really want to play with you, even if you don't give them candy or toys, they will still play with you. That's what you call friends. Others who come after the things in your hand have ulterior motives and should not be made friends with."
Chen Tianyou was confused: "Wang Songyue, Wang Songyang, and Sanni'er, I don't give them candy, but they still play with me. Are they my friends?"
Chen Shengqing nodded.
"Sun Dazhuang and Jiang Yijin always ask me for candy. If I don't give them, they won't play with me. They are bad friends. Why don't I play with them?"
Chen Shengqing said, "You can only make friends with people like this on the surface, not on a deep level. You can give them candy at the right time to get them to do things for you or to make a deeper impression on you. In private, if you can ignore them, then don't."
Chen Tianyou suddenly realized: "Then I can bribe them with candies and ask them to beat Ji Feiwu for me, right? Dad, you buy me some candies, and I will ask Sun Dazhuang and the others to beat Ji Feiwu to death."
Chen Shengqing:......
His headache was so severe that he couldn't help rubbing it. "Your relationship with Ji Feiwu is not good?"
Chen Tianyou kicked up a small stone on the road and snorted, "He always complained about me in front of the teacher, and even cheated with other classmates to win my marbles and cards, leaving me with no fun. He secretly locked me in the toilet when I went to the toilet, threw away my lunch box and spoon, and spit into my cup... If I don't beat him to death, he will think I'm easy to bully."
Chen Shengqing frowned: "Did Ji Feiwu really treat you like this?"
How did Shi Fangfang teach her child? No matter how much she hated him and Yang Qiujin, she would not teach her child like this. Why should the grudges between adults be brought to the children? Don't they understand that misfortune cannot be felt for more than three generations?
"Of course it's true." Chen Tianyou clenched his fists angrily, "He even secretly drew a figurine of Wang Songyue. When I found out, he refused to admit it. I had to beat him until he admitted it."
Wang Songyue was pretty and dressed more fashionably than other girls, like an exquisite and beautiful New Year picture doll. All the boys in the family compound liked her, and Chen Tianyou was no exception.
He didn't think it was a big deal that other people liked her, but when Ji Feiwu liked Wang Songyue and drew little figures for her, he felt like something of his was being taken away by her. During this period, he opposed Ji Feiwu every day and was often criticized by the teacher.
Chen Shengqing found it funny. "If you want to fight with Ji Feiwu, Dad doesn't object. This is a matter between you two kids. Dad only has one request, that you use your brain when doing things, and make sure that you leave no traces, so that others can't find any evidence against you, understand?"
"I know." Chen Tianyou agreed straightforwardly.
It's just a matter of making sure that no one can find any evidence against him. All he needs to do is bring some candy or some snacks, and there will be plenty of people who will do things for him.
Chen Tianyou had a smug and calculating smile on his face. In his mind, he was already imagining how Ji Feiwu would get beaten into a pig's head. He never expected that his father didn't even think of buying him candy. He just stuffed him into the school gate and walked away.
When Yang Qiujin arrived at the farm office building on horseback, the weather was clear and cloudless.
She got off the horse, led the horse to the barn next to the office building, tied the horse, and walked to the bottom of the office building, where she found a circle of people.
Yang Qiujin struggled to squeeze into the crowd and looked around. After listening to other people's conversations, she realized that these people were all old employees in the field, that is, former soldiers, and some employees' families. They all came to attend the factory committee and trade union meeting. It was said that the factory wanted to promote the cadre positions that were previously vacant by Cao Jun and others today, and let them give their opinions and then vote.
As soon as Yang Qiujinpu walked into the crowd, someone recognized her and called out to her enthusiastically: "Hey, our heroine Comrade Yang, are you here to vote too?"
It was a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf. Yang Qiujin thought she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who she was. She politely shook her head and said, "No, I'm here to see Secretary Zhai."
"Secretary Zhai?" A man with sunburned skin heard their conversation and said in a loud voice, "Secretary Zhai is busy with a meeting to select cadres today. You are here to see him now. Are you here to participate in the cadre selection?"
The Corps Farm at that time was different from a real state-owned enterprise. The cadre appointment system of the farm was mostly based on seniority rather than academic qualifications. For example, the farm director, Lu Xingxian, had a low level of education, only some red and expert education, but before he changed jobs, he was the head of a regiment, had outstanding military achievements, and had good character, so he was appointed as the director.
Another example is some office workers of the Women's Federation and trade unions, some of whom could not read a single word before taking up their posts. However, they were selected as cadres just because they were excellent and enthusiastic in all aspects of their work. They do the same work as other educated cadres and receive the same salary.
Yang Qiujin was a military wife, well-educated, and had glorious deeds. As soon as she appeared, the eldest master thought she was here to participate in the cadre selection.
"No, Master, I'm not here to select cadres," Yang Qiujin explained. "I'm here for something else."
When the others heard what the eldest master said, they all turned to look at Yang Qiujin. In addition to surprise, their eyes were filled with some expectation and they didn't even listen to her explanation.
Two of them enthusiastically pointed to a red banner not far away that read "Serve the broad masses of workers and peasants wholeheartedly" and said to Yang Qiujin, "Comrade Yang, today's cadre selection will be held in the union meeting room. It's getting late. Please go in and find a seat."
Yang Qiujin: ...
Explanation is tantamount to covering up. Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain.
She pushed through the crowd and went up to Secretary Zhai's office on the third floor. She knocked on the door politely and heard the words "Come in". She pushed the door open and walked in: "Secretary Zhai, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Xiao Yang, you've come just in time." Secretary Zhai took out a form from the drawer, took off the Red Flag pen from the left chest pocket of the cadre's clothes, and handed them to Yang Qiujin: "Today our farm is selecting cadres, and I have secured a spot for you. Fill in the form and see if there is a position you want to go to. After filling in the form, go downstairs to the union office for a meeting, and I will help you fight for it."
"Ah?" Yang Qiujin was holding the form, confused. "Secretary Zhai, you asked me to come to the group just to select cadres?"
"Why, from the sound of your voice, you seem unhappy?" Secretary Zhai was surprised. Are there still young people who are unwilling to be cadres these days?
I couldn't help but encourage him, "Xiao Yang, although our Tianshan Farm is not as good as the Ava Farm of the Corps, the wages and benefits are all provided in accordance with the regular state-owned enterprises. You should look at the long-term. Being a statistician in the company warehouse alone will not give you much room for promotion. With your identity, background and experience, you should not just be a statistician."
Well, it's undeniable that he has a point.
Yang Qiujin fell into deep thought, half-heartedly accepted Secretary Zhai's suggestion, picked up his pen, and wrote on the form.
Secretary Zhai took her form and took a look. He was so shocked that he almost spit out the tea he had just drunk. "Xiao Yang, you, you are too, too..."
"It's too suitable, isn't it?" Yang Qiujin deliberately said in a serious tone, "Secretary Zhai, after much thought, I think this position is the most suitable for me. You see, I will go down to compete for this position in a while. You must support me a lot. After all, I have helped you get rid of a big trouble on the farm."
Secretary Zhai had a terrible headache, "But the position you want is too......"
"I don't care. Either you support me in taking this position, or I give up today's opportunity and continue to be a statistician." Yang Qiujin said, "If you think it's not safe, I will write a detailed plan now."
Yang Qiujin is now a well-known figure in the Ava region and is praised by everyone as a heroine. The Ava Daily even plans to send a reporter to do a personal interview with Yang Qiujin.
When the reporters arrived, Yang Qiujin was still serving as the statistician. If she said something unpleasant about the farm, Secretary Zhai's position would be in jeopardy.
Secretary Zhai saw that she was really bending over the table to write the plan, and he was helpless. "Even if I agree to let you do it, other cadres may not agree. Your position involves too many areas."
Yang Qiujin wrote non-stop, "Then don't worry about it, you just need to support my work."
Soon Yang Qiujin finished writing the plan in her hand and handed it to Secretary Zhai first. Secretary Zhai looked around and his tightly locked brows relaxed slightly. Without saying anything else, he handed Yang Qiujin the certificate of household registration transfer for the two professors she wanted and took her downstairs to the union meeting room.
The union meeting room was quite large, with a large group of people sitting inside. Yang Qiujin walked in and saw that most of them were men, with very few women. There were also a few familiar faces in there, one was Han Yongxin, one was Party Secretary Zhang, and the others were three female educated youth who had been bullied and arranged to be clerks.
After Yang Qiujin walked in, people who knew her nodded to her without surprise. She greeted them and found an empty corner seat to sit down.
President Song of the labor union came in with a loud speaker and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet! The meeting to select vacant cadres for our farm has officially begun. If you have any recommendations or suggestions, please feel free to raise them. Our factory committee, labor union, and women's federation cadres will select candidates based on your opinions."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man stood up and said, "I recommend Comrade Dai Sidong to be the head of the Finance Department..."
A debate among hundreds of people began about who to nominate to fill the vacant cadre position.
After Cao Jun, Ma Gaoyuan and others were brought down, there was a serious shortage of cadres on the farm, and the Corps and the capital paid special attention to it. Under the operation of Secretary Zhai and the head of the border defense regiment, except for Fang Yingzhe who was assigned from Kyoto to become the new deputy director of the farm, for the rest of the cadre positions, Secretary Zhai and Director Lu, under pressure from above, required the selection of qualified comrades from within the farm.
In order to avoid nepotism, Secretary Zhai asked the factory committee, the trade union, and the Women's Federation to conduct an audit. At the same time, Fang Yingzhe, who was nominally the deputy director of the farm but was actually an inspector stationed in Tianshan Farm, would also record the entire selection process and report it to Kyoto.
While everyone else was talking at once, recommending or self-recommending enthusiastically, Yang Qiujin was yawning in boredom, leaning against the wall with her head drooping.
It was unknown how much time had passed, but when she was sound asleep, Secretary Zhai's sonorous voice rang out: "After voting by the factory committee, the trade union, the Women's Federation, and all the comrades present, Comrade Han Yongxin is appointed as the deputy director of the armed forces department of our farm, and Comrade Zhang Quan is appointed as the deputy director of the political department of the factory committee... In addition, Comrade Yang Qiujin, the heroine of our farm, has applied to set up a breeding farm, and she will be the director. Does anyone have any opinions?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into laughter.
First, Wan, the head of the Finance Department, frowned and said, "Secretary Zhai, we are a farm, and we should focus on planting and production. Our farm's current production tasks are not up to standard. Opening a breeding farm will only waste manpower and material resources and slow down the progress of production tasks."
Vice-chairman Wu of the trade union also nodded and said, "Mr. Wan Ke is right. We are a farm, so we should do our job well. We can't think about other things and not do our job."
Other cadres also spoke out, and almost all of them were against opening a farm.
Secretary Zhai had expected these people to oppose, and he sighed in his heart and looked at Yang Qiujin, "Comrade Yang, what do you think?"
Yang Qiujin yawned and stood up slowly: "Dear leaders and fellow workers, I would like to ask if you are satisfied with your life in the frontier now?"
Everyone looked at each other, and someone said, "Why should we be dissatisfied? We now have clothes to wear, food to eat, and houses to live in. It is much better than a few years ago when we had nothing but a barren desert. "
"Compared to the many troops that came to the desolate Gobi Desert a few years ago, our farm is now much better off." Yang Qiujin nodded in agreement, "But are you satisfied with this kind of life?"
"What does that mean?" someone asked.
Yang Qiujin walked slowly from the corner to the podium in the conference room, stood in the center of the podium, looked fearlessly at the people with different expressions below the stage and said: "According to my understanding, our farm's current planting technology can only barely reach the production task target. After paying taxes every year, the remaining grain is only enough to make a profit for the farm's expenses throughout the year and allow the farm workers to barely fill their stomachs.
In order to fill their stomachs, everyone stuffs all kinds of coarse grains into their stomachs, but they only eat about 70% full. Many children are so hungry that they cry out. They can't even defecate after eating too much black flour and coarse grains. Of course, there are also workers who have better conditions. They can eat enough rice and have money to buy meat. However, the border areas currently only produce beef and mutton. Other meats are sold in small quantities. Don't you get tired of eating mutton every day?
Besides, the houses we live in now are mostly dugouts and mud houses. It’s fine when the weather is fine, but if it rains, the dugouts will be flooded and people can’t live in them at all. Is this what everyone considers a good life?”
She paused and continued, "I proposed to open a farm to solve everyone's food and drink problems. Think about it, our farm belongs to the Corps, and most of our employees are retired professional soldiers and their families. We are Han Chinese, and we have been eating pork, chicken, duck and fish since we were born. Why do we have to eat cattle and sheep every day when we come to the frontier?
My farm was opened mainly to solve the problem of single meat varieties, so that everyone can have better choices, and to solve the problem of many farm owners who are unemployed and unable to find jobs because of lack of education. If the farm is profitable, I can also build a red brick building for the employees and allocate unit housing to them, which is better than living in a cave or mud house. "
Everyone present was moved by what they heard. Indeed, they had been fighting in the frontier construction for more than ten years and had experienced all the hardships, fatigue and tears they should have shed.
Now they have settled down in the frontier, have wives and children, and who doesn't want to live a good life for themselves and their families? If it can really solve the unemployment problem of their own family members and allow employees to live in good houses, they will naturally support it.
However, some people have raised doubts: "The people in this border area are mainly ethnic minorities, and many ethnic minorities do not eat pork. If you raise pigs, where will you sell them?"
"Who said that I only raise pigs when I open a farm?" Yang Qiujin put Secretary Zhai on the podium, picked up the plan she had written, and passed it to the leaders sitting in the first row below the podium: "When I open a farm, I naturally have to adapt to the local conditions. There are many ethnic minorities in the border areas, and few people eat pork. We will mainly raise chickens, ducks, geese and fish, and raise a moderate amount of pigs. Even if we raise too many pigs, we are not worried about the sales. According to my understanding, there are more than 300,000 Han people in our military corps and other builders in the border areas. With so many Han people, who doesn't like to eat pork? We raise them, and we only need to set up a transport team to sell them to various military corps."
Lu Xingxian looked at the plan in his hand and said, "Establishing a transport team will cost the farm a lot of money. How can our farm have that much money to buy a truck? The price of a Jiefang truck is not cheap now, at least 12,000 yuan a truck. Individuals cannot buy it privately. The farm unit must apply to the higher authorities and be allocated a car purchase quota before they can buy it. Moreover, the truck transports goods during the day and people at night. It is often used as a commuter vehicle. How can we have the extra time, money and energy to go to other places to sell it? I think your plan is not feasible."
"Director Lu, don't speak too soon." Yang Qiujin said seriously, "Our farm has no money, but we can first improve the planting technology, catch up with the mass production, complete the production task, and make money before talking about adding cars and organizing a new fleet. I was just assuming that if we really want to build a farm, we will naturally focus on raising poultry and livestock that can be sold first. In addition, Director Lu, don't forget that at the call of the national leaders, there is an endless stream of intellectuals who go to our border areas to support the border areas. Among them, there are many talents who understand various technologies. It is not difficult to find one or two people who understand auto repair. We also have to have our own ideas, right?"
Lu Xingxian's eyes flashed, "You mean..."
If the farm wants to assemble cars by itself, where will the car parts come from? Does it mean that the farm needs to set up a car factory? This idea is really bold! If the farm really has the ability and money to do so, can it still be called a farm?
Yang Qiujin smiled and said, "You should always have ideals. There are always more solutions than problems. My farm does not need too much money to start. I just need to build a small breeding shed, raise some chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs, and dig a pond to raise some fish. Please give me a year or so to see how the breeding income is. If it makes money, we can talk about the rest."
Lu Xingxian and other leaders were tempted by what they heard. Even though some people objected, Yang Qiujin's proposal was quite tempting. It was not impossible for her to make money at the lowest cost, bring income to the farm, and provide job opportunities for the employees' families.
However, the cautious Secretary Zhai did not agree to Yang Qiujin's request outright, and said in a businesslike manner: "I have to report to the Corps superiors and apply for the establishment of the farm. Once the Corps approves it, you can start the establishment of the farm."
This was a disguised promise to her that she would be the director on the spot. Yang Qiujin suppressed her excitement and said with a proper smile, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news, Secretary."
Many large military corps are setting up subsidiary factories on farms. I believe the military corps will approve this small farm.
After the meeting, Yang Qiujin found Han Yongxin and Secretary Zhang and congratulated them: "Congratulations on your promotion and salary increase. When my farm is open, please take good care of me."
"Thank you." Han Yongxin still looked cold and taciturn.
Secretary Zhang, whose real name is Zhang Quan, shook hands with Yang Qiujin with a smile, "Let's be happy together, Comrade Yang. It's not certain who will take care of whom in the future. If it weren't for you, Comrade Yang, who stood up for Cao Jun and others, and let Captain Han and I, no, now it's Deputy Minister Han, make contributions, I'm afraid we would have worked in our original positions for the rest of our lives and would never be able to move up."
Zhang Quan was filled with emotion when he talked about this. Before the Corps entered the border, he was a small soldier. Because he could read and write, he was promoted by his superiors to be a communications soldier. Later, he switched to clerical work and became a company instructor, working with Han Yongxin.
He was full of ambition and thought he would stay on the battlefield forever and make great achievements. However, he did not expect that his unit would stay in the frontier for more than ten years after receiving the order from the Corps to build the frontier in the 1950s.
Naturally, he was unwilling to bear the title of party secretary while in reality he was no different from a farm worker, wandering around in the fields. He also did not want to go along with Liu Xiaoshan, Cao Jun and others and bully his fellow comrades.
When Yang Qiujin came to the farm, he learned about her background and character, and he had an idea to use her to get rid of Liu Xiaoshan and others. That's why he suggested to Han Yongxin that she be the statistician of the second company. Yang Qiujin really lived up to his expectations.
Now he and Han Yongxin have been promoted because of Yang Qiujin. Zhang Quan is very grateful to Yang Qiujin, but at the same time he feels a little guilty for taking advantage of her. He has made up his mind that if Yang Qiujin encounters any difficulties in the future, as long as it is within his ability, he will help her to the best of his ability.
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