Chapter 60 Chapter 60 As a role model for others, Mr. Fu (Revised)...
Shen Moer arrived at the commune compound early in the morning. There was a row of two-story brick houses in a large courtyard. Geng Liming's office was in the innermost room on the second floor. Secretary Feng Wei led her into the office. Geng Liming picked up the thermos and poured a glass of water on the coffee table. He smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Shen, sit down."
Shen Moer thanked him and sat down. Geng Liming sat back behind his desk and said straight to the point, "Old Zhou should have told you that the commune has taken advantage of your award to secure an additional regularization quota from the county. You can go to Xiao Feng to fill out the application form later, and the formalization procedures should be completed before the New Year."
Chen Moer smiled and thanked him. Geng Liming asked, "Your father is doing quite well in the commune. If the kiln factory hadn't refused to let him go, I would have wanted to bring him to the commune. What about you? Do you have any idea of working in the commune?"
Shen Moer was puzzled before. It was just a regular job. The commune secretary even went out of his way to talk to her. Now after hearing what Geng Liming said, she understood. It turned out that the commune wanted to change her position... Zhou Mancang didn't seem to know about this, otherwise he would have told her. Moreover, Zhou Mancang had put a lot of thought into setting up an art class in the brigade primary school, and he probably didn't want the class to be discontinued after just one semester.
As for whether you want to come to work in the commune.
Shen Moer blinked and asked, "Are teachers in the commune primary school paid more than teachers in the brigade primary school?"
Geng Liming was startled: "No, if the staffing level is the same, the salary is also the same."
Shen Moer smiled and said, "Then I'll continue to stay in Yangliu Brigade Primary School. Secretary Geng, you should also know that I have only been married for a short time. I can't leave my Fu Zhiqing alone in the village."
Well, in fact, not being able to leave Fu Mingze alone in the village was just an excuse, Fu Mingze wouldn't care about it. But if the salary was the same, Shen Moer really felt that there was no need to go to the commune to work, it was not enough to rush back and forth, and the village was so good, everyone was familiar with each other, it was more convenient to find someone to chat with than the commune.
Actually, Chen Moer was not very ambitious. She was a little princess raised by an idle prince. If she was too ambitious and dreamed of inheriting the throne and becoming an empress, there would be no need for the rebels to kill her father and her husband. I'm afraid they would have been beheaded long ago.
Their goal has always been to live a carefree and comfortable life.
Even though they all worked hard and actively sought various opportunities after arriving in this world, it was all because the foundation left for them by the original owner, father and daughter, was too poor. If they were not more proactive, they would have starved to death.
But in a situation like this, where the salary is the same but the work is harder, Shen Moer won't do it.
She is a "feudal remnant" who is used to enjoying life. She is really not like a person from this world. She talks about ideals and beliefs, selfless dedication, and her duty to contribute to the country and the people, but the prerequisite is to live a good life herself.
Without a small family, how can there be a big family?
Geng Liming: “…”
In his position, most people would shout slogans and express their attitudes in front of him. Even if they were fighting for the interests of their own team or members, they would have to embellish it. He hadn't seen anyone so straightforward in a long time.
Geng Liming tried to persuade them: "Your brigade is not far from the commune, so you can't leave him alone in the village, right? The kiln factory distributes houses very quickly. If you transfer your share over there, you and your daughter can get a nice house. Then the whole family can live in the commune, and your son can ride a bike back to the brigade to work, or ask the kiln factory to consider whether they can arrange a temporary worker for him. All these are possible. In addition, you are teaching in elementary school now, and we are considering transferring you to teach in junior high school. There is a ceramic factory in our county. If students can learn some painting skills before graduating from junior high school, they will have more advantages in applying for jobs in the ceramic factory. I still hope you can consider it carefully."
In fact, learning to paint also requires talent. There are art classes in the Dongfanghong Primary School and Qianjin Middle School in the county, but there are very few people who can really learn it well. So even if the ceramic factory does not recruit many workers, they are still very welcome if you have outstanding skills.
When Zhou Mancang asked for a quota for private teachers before, he impressed them with this reason. The commune wanted to give them a chance to see if one or two good seedlings could emerge. If there were really good ones, they could be sent to Qianjin Middle School to continue their studies.
No one expected that Teacher Shen's level was so good, so several leaders of the commune discussed it and decided why not send him to Qianjin Middle School, since their commune also had a middle school!
Since they can win awards at the provincial level, their level must be no worse than the teachers at Qianjin Middle School, which has never won any awards at the provincial level.
Their commune middle school can definitely take advantage of this favorable situation to overtake others!
It was a good idea, but Shen Moli was unwilling to be transferred to the commune. Geng Liming had never expected this.
Although the commune is not a county town, who among the members of each brigade in the surrounding area does not want to come to the commune to work as a worker and eat commercial grain?
I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect that Shen Moer would actually be unwilling.
Shen Moer did not refuse: "Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with my father and the others."
Geng Liming had no choice but to do this, and then ask someone to do Shen Shaoyuan's work.
Shen Moer quickly went to Secretary Feng to get the regularization application form, filled it out and submitted it on the spot.
After leaving the commune compound, Chen Moer strolled to the dormitory of the textile factory. It was rare that the door of Qiaojie's house was open. Qiaojie was sitting at the door sewing clothes. When she saw Chen Moer, she put down the work in her hands, let her in, and closed the door.
"I'm not selling buns anymore. I made a few steamed buns this morning. Can I give you two?" asked Qiaojie.
The pots and stoves were empty, and the steamer that was usually stacked on the stove was gone. Shen Moer thought about it and asked hesitantly, "Is it the neighbor who is causing you trouble?"
Qiaojie took out the brown sugar jar from the cupboard, made a bowl of brown sugar water for Shen Moer, then sat down at the table and said, "That's right. He reported me two days ago. Fortunately, the person who came to buy buns at that time had a good relationship with my family from the factory. We bit the bullet and it was just a little exchange between friends. The leader of the factory also came to help speak up. In the end, the matter was forgotten, but I definitely can't do it again in the future."
She smiled mockingly: "They want to force me to move out and make room for them. What wishful thinking. I won't leave. My children will come back to study when they grow up. Oh, I can hold out with them, but their son can't hold out forever without getting married."
Qiaojie was a quiet person. Every time when Chen Moer came over, she was working silently. She was actually a bit weak and introverted, but when it came to children, her eyes were particularly firm.
After her husband died, they were left alone and had to deal with a lot of things. If she continued to be weak, then this family of old and young would really not be able to survive.
Shen Moer chatted with Qiaojie for a while, but didn't ask for her steamed buns. It was not appropriate to take things out of her house at this time. For people like Qiaojie, the community would arrange some odd jobs for her, such as pasting paper boxes. She had no problem making a living, but it was a bit difficult to take care of the old and young at home.
When they arrived at the house with the pomegranate tree in front of the door, the door was half open. The woman with more white in her eyes was hiding behind the door and staring at Shen Moer. Shen Moer walked straight over to her, and the woman was startled and slammed the door shut.
"Oh, why are my hands so itchy even though I'm not eating the buns? I really want to find someone to beat them up." Shen Moer said loudly while standing at the man's door.
The woman hid at the door and said in a muffled voice: "You, you, you, what are you doing standing at my door? Be careful or I will call the police to arrest you."
Shen Moer smiled and said, "Oh, I am also afraid of the police. It's okay. I will come again at night."
Shen Moer left after she finished speaking, but the woman in the room didn't dare to open the door for a long time. She was also very scared when she went out to the toilet at night, for fear that someone would really hit her with a club.
Even if the person who bought the buns didn't beat her, she was afraid that Qiao Jie would have the mistress Qiao Jie and that mistress was beating her in ambush.
After returning home that day, Shen Moer told Fu Mingze and Shen Shaoyuan what Secretary Geng said. Shen Shaoyuan was speechless: "The kiln factory distributes houses quickly, but that is compared with the textile factory. In fact, it is still based on seniority. This is different from regularization and promotion. This house is more sensitive than other things, so it is basically impossible to jump the queue. How long have I been in the kiln factory? How can I be in the turn to distribute housing?"
Shen Shaoyuan shook his head: "I can't go. For the same salary, I have spent a lot more effort for nothing. Besides, teenagers are much harder to teach than children of several years old."
Fu Mingze looked at his father-in-law silently. He didn't expect him to say that. After all, everyone is very dedicated these days. If the commune wants to gain more employment opportunities for students, most people will agree.
But then again, most people would not refuse to be transferred from the brigade to the commune.
Shen Moer elbowed Fu Mingze: “What’s your opinion?”
Fu Mingze picked up a piece of scrambled eggs for her and said, "I'm fine with either. It depends on what you like. If you're willing to go, we can find a way to rent a house in the commune so that you and Dad can be closer to work. If you're not willing, forget it. We're pretty good in the brigade, but it's hard for Dad to travel back and forth."
Shen Shaoyuan glanced at him and thought, look at how good this boy is at talking, no wonder he makes his daughter happy every day.
Shen Moer smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to the commune and report back. I'll stay in the brigade with you."
Shen Shaoyuan: Tsk.
However, it was not that easy to get regularized. Two weeks after Shen Moli submitted her application, the commune suddenly received a notice saying that there were new changes in the regularization of private teachers this year. It would no longer be reported by each commune, but all qualified persons would take a regularization exam together, and the quotas would be allocated according to the exam results.
Geng Liming thought this was a bit strange. There had never been such a statement before. How come the county changed its mind as soon as they submitted the application form? He went to the county education bureau and found out what was going on. He rushed to the director's office and slammed the table: "It was originally a flexible quota. It is reasonable to give it to Shen Moer. The biggest beneficiary of the painting competition is your education bureau. Besides, it was County Mayor Gu who agreed to this. You can't coordinate it internally, so you do this?! We are art teachers. Why should we take cultural courses with others?! You are recruiting Taoist priests and you are testing Buddhist scriptures. What are you talking about?!"
Director Du of the Education Bureau also had his difficulties: "Old Geng, this is really difficult for me to handle. Not only can we not coordinate internally, but the county leaders have also made suggestions. We did consider giving this quota to Xinxiang Commune, but now they say you are breaking the rules and cutting in. It is difficult for us to handle this!"
It was precisely because of the excessive wrangling that he thought about it and felt that it would be better to just take the exam directly, and those who were capable would stay, while those who were not would leave.
This is the fairest thing.
As for the requirement that art teachers also take cultural exams, someone brought it up during their discussion. Even if they teach art or music, since they are teachers, they should still have basic cultural literacy. At most, they will be given a few extra points.
The final decision was to add five points.
"Old Geng, they said that teaching art and music would get five extra points. In fact, among all the private teachers in the county who meet the application requirements, only Shen Moer can get extra points. I helped her get five extra points. I really tried my best."
What else can Geng Liming say? Say that Lao Du is a coward. As the top leader, you can't even handle such a small matter?
The second-in-command in their bureau is quite old and has worked in the education system for decades. His network of personal connections is deep-rooted and complicated, so it is indeed not easy for Lao Du to be the director.
Geng Liming returned to Liuqiao Commune with a lot of anger.
In the evening, when Shen Shaoyuan got home from get off work, he told his daughter and son-in-law about this.
The person who brought him the message was Secretary Feng, who started out with a bunch of official jargon, saying that the county had carried out reforms this year to promote a more open, fair and just process for the regularization of private teachers, and that with the efforts of the main leaders of the county education bureau and Secretary Geng, an extra five points had been secured for Comrade Shen Moli. He hoped that Comrade Shen Moli would seize the time to review her lessons and get good grades, and so on. He only mentioned at the end that the number of places was limited and the education bureau was also trying to better implement this work.
Is there anything else that Shen Shaoyuan doesn't understand?
Although he had never been in officialdom, as a prince, he was surrounded by officials.
Yes, he understands it very well.
To promote the openness, fairness and justice in the regularization of private teachers means that the non-public approach cannot be implemented anymore because there are people who are wrangling with each other, so the only option is to conduct public examinations.
The leaders of the Education Bureau and Secretary Geng worked hard to get an extra five points for Moer, which means that someone was unwilling to give Moer extra points, or even someone was deliberately targeting Moer.
It is easier to understand why the number of places is limited. The reason for such a commotion is probably that there are not enough places.
His daughter Mo'er had the extra opportunity to become a regular employee because she won a prize. It was said before that the commune and County Magistrate Gu had fought for an extra quota. So, it seems that there is most likely a problem with this quota.
Since there was a problem with this quota, it made sense that someone was deliberately targeting his daughter Moli, most likely because of this quota.
Some people might think that it is not necessary to make such a big fuss just for a private teacher's regularization quota? Shen Shaoyuan did not think so. He had seen many examples of people fighting to the death for a little bit of benefit in the inner court of the imperial palace. It was really possible for a regularization quota to happen.
After all, work is very important in this world. Not to mention that formal teachers earn much more than private teachers, with such a job, if you are a woman, you may find a better in-law family, and if you are a man, you may marry a wife with better conditions. Under certain conditions, the job can be passed on to your children, and young people can avoid going to the countryside to work as farmers if they have a job... I heard that in some places, fathers and sons have become enemies for a job, and relatives have even plotted their lives. So it is not surprising that people would fight for a regular job.
What Shen Shaoyuan thought of, Shen Moer and Fu Mingze naturally thought of as well.
Fu Mingze felt that the county's choice of exam was actually quite good, fair and just, and would not give people a reason to criticize him. Moreover, "Moer will definitely have no problem with the exam."
Private teachers basically teach in elementary schools, and their overall educational level is mainly junior high school. His wife's junior high school grades were pretty good, and she has been self-studying high school courses. She has no problem self-studying the liberal arts, and he has been helping with tutoring in mathematics, physics, and chemistry. Fu Mingze knows her level very well.
Shen Shaoyuan was also very confident in his daughter: “Well, Mo’er has always been very smart, so there will naturally be no problem.”
Shen Moer smiled and said, “Since you are all so confident, it seems that I must also be very confident.”
However, having confidence is one thing, but cramming is still necessary.
After washing up at night, Shen Moer lit the lamp and leaned against the bed to read the textbook. Fu Mingze got into bed and glanced at his wife. He found that she was reading very seriously and didn't even glance at him. He couldn't help but lean over and kissed her: "The light is too dim. Reading like this hurts your eyes."
Shen Moer blinked her eyes, and indeed felt a little sour, and said helplessly: “But time is so tight, if I don’t study at night, there will not be much time during the day. If I don’t review at the last minute, I will feel a little uncertain. If I don’t pass the exam by then, it will be too embarrassing.”
Fu Mingze glanced at the textbook in her hand and said, "Take a break. I'll tell you later."
His wife probably had good grades in Chinese. Fu Mingze seldom saw her reading the Chinese textbook, but she spent a lot of time on math, physics and chemistry.
Shen Moer simply put down the book and turned to look at Fu Mingze: "You talk."
Fu Mingze leaned over and kissed her, then said vaguely, "Let's take a break first and then talk." As he spoke, he pressed the back of her neck with one hand and cupped her cheek with the other, slowly deepening the kiss.
Shen Moer pushed him away at first, saying softly that she still had to review. But after he grabbed her hands and put them around her waist, her weak will collapsed and her hands unconsciously rested on his neck.
She couldn't help but shiver until her chest felt slightly cold, and then she heard a snap, the sound of something falling to the ground. Her chaotic mind suddenly became clear, and she couldn't help but pull her Fu Zhiqing's hair hard: "Aren't we going to have a break and then start teaching?"
Fu Mingze was pulled so hard that it hurt. He bit her with a smile, leaving a small red mark on her tender white skin, like a plum blossom in the snow in winter. Fu Mingze couldn't help but kiss her again before sitting up lazily: "Okay, let's give the lesson."
He held the person in his arms, recalled the contents of the textbook he had read before, and started explaining the example questions.
Shen Moer got up and retrieved the textbook from under the bed and took a glance at it. She found that what Fu Mingze was talking about was actually the part she had seen before. Moreover, he explained it concisely and clearly, which was much more efficient than reading the book bit by bit to understand it herself.
Shen Moer simply leaned back into his arms, listening to him while playing with his slender fingers.
Fu Mingze glanced at her and said, "How can I continue talking if you're like this?"
Shen Moer glanced at him and said with a smile: “Be a role model for others, Mr. Fu.”
Fu Mingze pinched her chin and kissed her hard, then Shen Moer pulled her hair again. He had to calm down, sort out his thoughts, and continue talking.
It seems that his hair is really a bit long, and his wife grabs it accurately.
The efficiency of the lecture was really low. After all, Fu Zhiqing, as a teacher, had to be absent from time to time. But at least he finished teaching the part that Shen Moer originally wanted to see.
After finishing his speech, Fu Zhiqing demanded labor remuneration from his wife in a very confident manner, and the two of them quarreled for a long time.
The next morning, both of them got up late. When they got up, Shen Shaoyuan had already gone to work. The porridge was warming in the pot, but it didn't look like anyone had eaten it. It was estimated that Shen Shaoyuan got up to cook the porridge, and left in a hurry without having time to eat it.
Shen Moer glared at Fu Mingze: “It’s all your fault.”
Fu Mingze smiled like a cat that had stolen some fish, and responded with a good attitude: "Well, it's all my fault. I'll ask the team leader for leave and go to the commune to ask Qiaojie to make some buns for us, so that our father won't have to get up too early and have nothing to eat."
Shen Moer: “…”
Did her father get up early? It was obviously because he was too noisy that she got up late.
However, Shen Moer was not afraid that Shen Shaoyuan would go hungry. There were biscuits in her father's room, so he must have eaten before going out. Moreover, when he went to the commune, he would definitely buy breakfast at the state-owned restaurant.
Her father is not the kind of person who would go to work hungry.
The young couple ate breakfast in a hurry and went out.
Shen Moer walked towards the village and met Zhou Mancang on the road. Zhou Mancang frowned and asked, "I heard that something went wrong with the regularization?"
Shen Moer was surprised: "Where did you hear that?"
Her father brought back the news from the commune. Zhou Mancang did not go to the commune yesterday. Where did he get the news so early in the morning?
Zhou Mancang's expression was not good. "Zhang Junliang brought back news that your second aunt was nagging in the village early this morning, saying that the county must be fair and just, and that the selection must be done through examinations, and that there will be no backdoors for certain people. She also said that their Shen Lingling also meets the requirements for applying for the exam, and Shen Lingling entered the commune with Zhang Junliang early in the morning."
Shen Moer understood. She had forgotten that there was Zhang Junliang, who traveled between the brigade and the commune every day. She said, "It is true that we have to take the exam. It's okay. The exam is also good. Everyone should strive for it based on their own strength."
Zhou Mancang was relieved to see that she was confident, but he was still somewhat dissatisfied with the county's arrangement: "Forget about the others, but you won the award with the children, how is this different from others!"
Shen Moer comforted him, “It’s all the same as long as you pass the exam.”
But there is still a chance, what if you fail? It is a clear that you have obtained the quota legitimately, but if you fail, you will lose it.
Zhou Mancang was still a little worried, but he didn't say these discouraging words in front of Shen Moer. After all, the county had made the decision and they had no way to change it. Now they could only hope that Shen Moer would do better in the exam and pass.
"Oh, by the way, there is a letter for you. I put it in my pocket yesterday and forgot to give it to you." Zhou Mancang took out a letter from his pocket. "It seems to be sent from the provincial capital."
Shen Moer took the letter and took a look at it. The sender was written on the lower right corner of the envelope: Chen Jiahua, the first workshop of the Southern Province Embroidery Factory.
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