The bad elements in the Gaoshan production team were not locals, but were sent from other places.
It is said that he made some mistakes in his political ideology.
People didn't know what constituted a political or ideological error; they just assumed that if the higher-ups were wrong, then it was wrong. They simply followed the established procedures for assigning labor.
In recent years, these bad elements have been quite well-behaved.
Upon hearing the latest document arrangements, a different expression finally appeared on the numb faces of several bad elements, seemingly with a hint of anticipation and relaxation.
After the announcement was read, the old team leader arranged for people to clean up the empty houses in the team, firstly to use them as classrooms for literacy and learning, and secondly to provide accommodation for these bad elements.
When leaders take charge, even if they have to punish bad elements, they should make them feel the organization's care and let them know to reflect on their actions.
In the afternoon, these bad elements were moved to a mud-brick house. Although it was still dark and damp, it was much better than the drafty cowshed they had been in before.
Sitting on a bed covered with hay, a gray-haired man asked, "What is the organization planning?"
It feels like a dream.
We've been here for two years, and no one has thought about going back anymore.
Another old man said, "No matter what we do, the organization will definitely still care about us. I'll work hard, and I believe I'll be able to go back in the future. I just don't know if I can write a letter home after I go to the literacy campaign so they can rest assured."
Others shared this idea. Their previous living conditions were so poor, their lives so hopeless, that they didn't want to contact their families anymore. They figured they might as well just let their families pretend they were all dead.
But things have changed now, giving them hope, and they can't help but contact their families to let them know that they're doing alright.
The same thing was happening one after another in other production teams.
There weren't many bad elements in the production teams at that time, so they were easy to settle. Each production team would always have a few families without heirs, and those houses would belong to the team; some were used as offices, and some were empty. They could be tidied up and made habitable.
When Song Dongzheng and Su Yu came to the production team for inspection, these people had basically already been settled.
Thanks to the previous reorganization and the gradual arrival of relief grain, the winter was manageable enough that we didn't go hungry. At the very least, we could eat about half full at each meal.
The production team leader led the cadres from the county to visit the homes of the villagers.
This was the first time a high-ranking official had visited each household at the end of the year, during the dead of winter. The villagers were so excited that their eyes welled up with tears. When they heard that this was County Magistrate Song, who had brought them relief grain, everyone looked at Song Dongzheng with even greater respect.
Su Yu followed along without saying much or disturbing Song Dongzheng's work arrangements. Instead, she carefully observed the image, mentality, and living conditions of the rural people at this time.
After his visit to the countryside, Song Dongzheng won over the hearts of the people. When people talked about county officials, they all knew that County Chief Song was a good man who came in the dead of winter to care for the people and even provided them with relief grain. No other county had done that.
On the way back, Su Yu rubbed her hands, which were red from the cold.
But nothing could compare to the pain in her heart. She'd only ever heard that ordinary people in this era lived poorly, but that was just hearsay. After arriving in this world, she'd always lived in the city, where life was better than most. She never knew that living poorly could be this bad. They ate a gruel so thin it was hard to tell the color, and she could only manage a couple of bites of that. They didn't even have cotton-padded coats; they stuffed straw inside their clothes for warmth. With many children in the family, they could only huddle together in bed for warmth.
She used to want to become a cadre because she wanted to advance her career. Now, she feels there's more to it than that.
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Inside the provincial capital's military region, soldiers are undergoing winter training.
For soldiers, seasons don't exist. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, training must be maintained. Winter, in particular, is a time for rigorous training to cultivate the spirit of hard work and perseverance in soldiers.
Li Ping has already participated in the training for several days. Since the female soldiers in the military region are all communications soldiers and do not need to participate in this kind of rigorous training, she is training with the male comrades.
When we first came here, Li Guoliang had already told us that if we were going to come, we should train properly and not treat it like a game.
Li Ping hadn't thought it would be too difficult, so she readily agreed.
After participating in the training, I realized how tough it was.
In addition to overcoming the hardship, they also had to overcome the cold air.
In just a few days, her hands and feet started to itch.
Right now, he's with the other soldiers, crawling forward in the snow. The cold snow soaks their clothes, but they have to endure it.
Even the squad leader couldn't stand it anymore and advised her to give up training and go home to rest.
Why would a female college student join in the fun?
Li Ping firmly replied, "I can do it, it's not hard for me."
The squad leader said with difficulty, "It will be even harder later on, and your body won't be able to handle it."
Li Ping shook her head again. She knew that if she went back this time, she would never have the chance to come to the military camp again. If she was going to give up halfway through, it would be better not to participate in the first place. She didn't want to give up everything she had worked so hard for, nor did she want to disappoint those who cared about her.
“If I can’t take it, I’ll just lie down and leave. The children of soldiers don’t suffer any hardship.”
Li Ping's actions quickly spread throughout the military compound.
After all, these military leaders all lived in the compound and knew that Commander Li's daughter was participating in winter training. After their subordinates reported the situation, they would take the opportunity to report to Commander Li as well, and then go home and nag their own sons and daughters about it.
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