In Feng Ruoqi's house, there is a fire pit in the middle of the room, and everyone sits around the fire.
Lin Sanqi looked around the room, smelling a musty odor, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional:
"Comrade Ruoqi, according to regulations, those cleared from the city should be resettled upon returning to their hometowns. This is clearly stated in the letter of introduction. Isn't your place too shabby? And it used to be a place where morgues were stored?"
Feng Ruoqi said with a smile:
"Even though the house is shabby, it's still a house. Dean Lin, can you tell me if there's any local resettlement?"
"Uh, hehe~~~"
This resettlement is very particular. You will be assigned a job in a state-owned factory, or be assigned to a school as a teacher, and then be allocated a house. This is called resettlement.
Letting you live in a dilapidated temple, doing farm work every day, and giving you at least one meal to eat, this is also called resettlement.
Bi Xinglong was a little angry about what happened to his old classmate and kept asking:
"Ruoqi, how did you become like this after returning home? You refused to elaborate in your letter. Now that Dean Lin is here, you can tell me about the difficulties you encountered. Is someone trying to frame you, or is it because you did something wrong that was targeted?"
Bi Xinglong had good intentions and was afraid that Dean Lin would misunderstand that Feng Ruoqi had problems. Most troublesome leaders would not like him, and it would be troublesome if he didn't want him anymore.
Feng Ruoqi saw his old classmate winking at each other, and they had a tacit understanding, so he sighed and said:
"Logically speaking, even if someone like me with a diploma and work experience is laid off, I can at least go back to my hometown and work as a doctor in the county hospital. At the very least, I should be able to be a barefoot doctor in the village.
But who can blame me for my poor background? I came from a landlord family, so I had no chance of becoming a primary school teacher, doctor, commune cadre, or brigade accountant. As some people say, if a landlord's son could become a cadre, wouldn't that mean liberation was in vain?
Bi Xinglong was puzzled: "What about your parents? What about your other brothers and sisters?"
Speaking of family, Feng Ruoqi's originally smiling expression suddenly became somewhat painful and distorted:
"He's dead. My father was a landlord back then... My mother went crazy and committed suicide by jumping into the river... I had an older sister, but she married and moved to Xinhua next door, and we've lost contact... I also had a younger brother, but he died of illness a few years ago..."
How could Bi Xinglong not know about this? He was telling Lin Sanqi about it.
"Dean Lin, I can guarantee that my father has never done anything unscrupulous. Although my family owns hundreds of acres of land, my parents still have to work in the fields during the busy farming season. They also invite farmhands to dinner at the beginning and end of the year and treat them well.
"Novices describe landlords like Liu Wencai and Zhou Paopi as utterly evil, but not all landlords are bad. These fields were passed down through generations of frugality, and even during times of famine, we also helped the people of our village."
Lin Sanqi nodded.
"Don't worry, I'm not mistaken. There are good people and bad people in the world, good landlords and bad landlords. We shouldn't be all-inclusive, but let the past be the past. We who are still alive must always look forward."
Bi Xinglong smiled bitterly at this time:
"My family is better off. My father donated all his property when the country was liberated. Although he has become an old farmer now, with my help, at least he can still survive."
At this time, a little girl walked into the house, carrying a bundle of firewood on her back.
Bi Xinglong introduced: "This is Feng Ruoqi's eldest daughter. We all call her Da Gege."
The little girl was a little surprised to see someone in the house. Feng's wife reminded her, "When you call someone, be polite."
The little girl quickly bowed and said, "Hello, Uncle Bi, and hello to this uncle."
Lin Sanqi especially liked polite and generous children, so he quickly took out more candy from his pocket and said, "Here!"
The little girl looked at her parents. Feng Ruoqi nodded, and the eldest princess took it and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Lin Sanqi looked at the four members of the Feng family, all of them barefoot, and thought about the ice and snow outside, and sighed in his heart.
"Comrade Feng Ruoqi, I'm here to invite you to come back. I've just established a new hospital in Peking, the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital, which specializes in infectious diseases. For example, our current focus is on tuberculosis.
Although my main specialty at Peking Union Medical College is surgery, I know that medical schools abroad don't distinguish between internal medicine and surgery, so I think you'll have no problem with internal medicine. What do you think? Would you like to join our infectious disease hospital?
Bi Xinglong was so excited that he quickly explained a few more words:
"Once you go there, you'll be a formal employee with a regular job and a Peking household registration. Furthermore, our hospital is different from other hospitals. You don't have to worry about running out of food. We have our own farm."
With a bang, the washbasin in Feng's wife's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and she looked at Lin Sanqi stupidly.
Feng Ruoqi's breathing became heavier:
"I'm willing, I'm willing. Not to mention being a regular employee, I'm willing even if it's a temporary job, even if it's just to operate a boiler. I studied abroad for five years and worked at PUMC for 13 years. Now I'm asked to throw away all I've learned and become a farmer. I really don't want to accept that."
Lin Sanqi nodded: "Don't say you are unwilling, I am also unwilling, I feel the same way."
It's not like he didn't even get a diploma when he graduated, missed the chance to become a doctor, and became a smuggler traveling between two worlds.
At this moment, a burst of scolding suddenly came from outside the door:
"Feng Ruoqi, Wang Youqing, you two are going to die. I told you to dig ditches in the fields, but you sneaked back home? Do you still want your work points? Do you still want a share of the food?"
Lin Sanqi gestured with his eyes, who?
Feng Ruoqi whispered:
"It was our squad leader, Feng Huogen. We were all staying at home during the winter, but he said we should undergo labor reform. He even made us dig ditches during Chinese New Year. He was a tenant farmer of ours back then. Sigh."
Lin Sanqi understood. No wonder in the middle of winter, there was only this young couple digging the ditch at the foot of the mountain, and no other villagers were seen.
"Feng Shiqi, you landlord son of a bitch, why don't you come out? If you don't come out soon, I'll make sure you don't even have a place to live in the charity cemetery. Go build a shack in the mountains!"
At this time, the eldest and second daughters had already hidden in their mother's arms, looking very scared, and the three of them were trembling together.
Lin Sanqi knew at a glance that this family had often been bullied by this team leader, and judging from the nature of some rural cadres, he might have set his sights on Feng Ruoqi, the young city girl.
"Comrade Ruoqi, your team leader has been giving you a hard time, hasn't he?"
Feng Ruoqi smiled bitterly: "My family's downfall and my parents' death have a lot to do with him."
Lin Sanqi understood. The second-rate guy turned the tables and became the master, stepping on the old boss under his feet. Is this the story of the prince's revenge?
If he wants to be a good director of the infectious disease hospital, he naturally needs to win the hearts of the people so that he can command the support of everyone in the new unit in the future.
Then Dean Lin needs to win people's hearts. He has no worries about the old employees, as they have already submitted to him, but the new employees may not be the same. They are all intellectuals, and they are more or less proud and aloof.
Originally, a phone call or a letter would be enough to recruit this group of doctors returning home, but as a dean, he was willing to make the trip in person, just to get a lot of money.
Now that the tool man has arrived, how can Lin Sanqi not be confident?
"It's okay, I'll go get rid of it."
Lin Sanqi walked out of the house and saw a rural man in his 40s standing there swaying, obviously having drunk a lot.
Feng Huogen was stunned for a moment when he saw a strange man dressed in fancy clothes, then he chuckled:
"That damn Feng Ruoqi still has friends? I'm telling you, no matter who your friends are, in this small piece of land in Shangnan Village, you have to coil up like a dragon and lie down like a dog, otherwise you won't be able to leave the territory of Shuangfeng Township!"
Lin Sanqi gave a thumbs up, thinking that the poor man who had suddenly become rich was arrogant, but he didn't know that there is always someone better than you.
There's no need to argue or threaten. If you want to deal with this kind of scoundrel, the best way is to make him a second-rate person again.
"Alright, alright, we just celebrated the New Year, everyone should be quiet, come on, let's forget about smoking a cigarette, ah, stop arguing."
Lin Sanqi took out a pack of cigarettes from his briefcase, lit it for the team leader, put the briefcase on the bicycle, lit the cigarette and went back into the house.
It looked like he had forgotten to take the bag.
Feng Huogen was about to curse a few more times when he suddenly saw the briefcase on the bicycle. His eyes rolled. He was already a second-rate guy with dirty hands, so how could he miss it now?
Inside the house, Bi Xinglong and Feng Ruoqi also looked out the broken window at the scene outside. Seeing that the scoundrel had stolen the bag, they were a little anxious:
"Dean Lin, he, he stole your bag."
Lin Sanqi didn't care from inside the door: "I let him steal it on purpose. If he stole this briefcase today, he will be beaten to death by the labor camp tomorrow."
After saying this, Lin Sanqi took out 100 yuan in cash, 30 kilograms of national food coupons, and a letter:
"Comrade Feng Ruoqi, take this transfer letter and go to the commune to transfer your household registration. Then, buy a train ticket to Beiping as soon as possible. Go to the Dongyue Temple outside Chaoyangmen, which has now been converted into the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital, and report to the Personnel Department.
Don't worry about accommodation, we've already prepared it. However, each family can only be allocated one room. When our infectious disease hospital has more money in the future, we will build a new staff dormitory."
Feng Ruoqi held Diao Han in silence for a long time, and finally said firmly:
"President Lin, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. From now on, I, Feng, will be yours, President Lin, and I will never have second thoughts."
Lin Sanqi waved his hand: "We are all serving the people, it doesn't matter whose people we are. Okay, I have to go find your old colleagues somewhere else, I won't be here for long as soon as possible."
Lin Sanqi and Bi Xinglong rode their bicycles back to the county town from Shuangfeng Township.
Then Lin Sanqi took his officer certificate as a colonel staff officer and a letter of introduction from the Central Military Commission and found the Shaoyang Regional Armed Forces Department.
He said that his top-secret documents were stolen by enemy spies in Shangnan Village, Shuangfeng Township.
According to what Feng Ruoqi said later, the regional leaders attached great importance to it and sent people to Shangnan Village to search house by house that day. They arrested the enemy spy Feng Huogen on the spot and seized the briefcase and the confidential documents inside.
Lin Sanqi thought this guy would at most be a prisoner of forced labor for a few years, but he underestimated the reputation of the Central Military Commission. A month later, Feng Huogen was shot. (End of this chapter)
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