The three siblings returned home as quickly as possible. They heard the sound of a flute from a distance. It was Xiaowang's own song, "Cool Summer Song". The flute sounded melodious and sometimes playful, with the sounds of cicadas chirping, frogs croaking, and a white goose chasing Sanwang.

Then they saw Lin Lan and Xiao Wang sitting under a big tree by the roadside. Xiao Wang was playing the flute and Lin Lan was enjoying the breeze. When she saw them coming back, she waved to them.

They ran all the way back without stopping. Da Wang was fine, but Mai Sui and Er Wang were already a little out of breath.

Lin Lan took a handkerchief to wipe their sweat, "Why are you running so fast?"

Mai Sui and Er Wang were panting heavily and unable to speak.

Da Wang wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Something's wrong."

Lin Lan looked at him. "Did you fight?"

Mai Sui and Er Wang were a little nervous, fearing that their mother would get angry and their eldest brother would get beaten.

Da Wang did not deny it and nodded.

Lin Lan quickly grabbed his arm and turned it over and over to check it out. She then lifted up the hem of Da Wang's shirt to take a look, and then stood on tiptoe to look at Da Wang's face. "No injuries?"

Da Wang's eyes unconsciously revealed a gentle light, and he shook his head, "No."

Xiao Wang smiled and said, "Brother, you can't get hurt. Our mother will be very sad."

Da Wang stroked his hair and took his little hand home.

Mai Sui and Er Wang couldn't help but share their eldest brother's heroic spirit with Lin Lan, "They really beat us. Mom, Yang Zhiqiang will never dare to bully his classmates again."

Lin Lan was also very happy. "As long as I ensure my own safety, I have to deal with those bad guys." She had to ensure her own safety. She didn't want her child to be beaten.

Last year, Da Wang always had bruises on his body when he came back from military training. Lin Lan saw it but didn't say anything. However, she felt very distressed and kept talking about Han Qingsong at night.

"Third brother, do you think we should let our eldest son go two years later? He is still young now."

Han Qingsong: “Not small.”

"Look, you joined the army at the age of 17."

"A disciple must surpass his master to be better than the master." After he entered the barracks, he thought that if someone had trained him for two years before, it would not be so difficult in the beginning.

Lin Lan also understood what he meant, but she felt a little reluctant. She sighed, "That's right. My eldest son is not the type to study hard. He would not suffer any loss if he had some skills."

Later, Lin Lan didn't say anything, but every time Da Wang came back, she would always cook him a spicy meal and rub him with medicinal wine. Fortunately, young people have fast metabolism, and Da Wang's body recovery ability is better than that of ordinary people, so bruises heal quickly.

When they got home, Han Qingsong had just finished fetching water and glanced at the children.

Lin Lan quickly said, "It's just a small matter. Our eldest son has taken care of it." She was afraid that Han Qingsong would blame her, so she quickly explained.

Han Qingsong said nothing, "Eat."

Han Qingsong trained Da Wang himself, and he knew that he was sensible and knew how to behave, so he naturally had nothing to worry about. The only thing that bothered him was that when they didn't go home, his wife would worry and would run to the intersection to pick him up.

After dinner, Lin Lan told them that she would go to work in the commune in the future and would go through various formalities tomorrow. She would have a salary and food coupons in the future.

Xiao Wang looked envious and said, "Mom, I'm the only one in my family who doesn't make money."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Everyone glanced at Xiaowang with mixed feelings.

Lin Lan reflected on herself and wondered if she was too obsessed with money, always talking about money and money, and had led her children astray.

Erwang: "It's okay. We can't make a penny when you are here."

Mai Sui couldn't stop laughing and rubbed Xiao Wang's face: "We have Xiao San Ge to support the family."

Xiao Wang thought about it very seriously, "I'm already eight years old, not young anymore, I need to work harder to earn work points."

Lin Lan: "Children have work points. Our publicity team needs your help. You are their music manager."

Xiao Wang's eyes lit up. "Really?" He immediately went to get his harmonica and flute. "Then I have to rehearse."

Lin Lan went to the propaganda team.

Mai Sui wrote a letter to San Wang. Now they took turns writing letters, telling "San Wang Dad, the breadwinner" about the big and small things at home, and then each of them wrote a sentence and signed their own name. Of course, if anyone had something special to say, they could also write a separate letter, and "San Wang Dad" would welcome it very much.

Erwang had finished his homework, and he went to find Shen Yu to continue working on their projects.

Now, in addition to soap, there are also scented soap and vanishing cream. Shen Yu also led technicians to research soap shampoo, and the soap factory was renamed the daily chemical factory. As long as it is not the busy farming season, young laborers in the village who are hardworking and honest can basically find a job in the factory and get high work points.

Da Wang and Han Qingsong went to the river for training, and reported today's events. They rehearsed the day's situation and asked Han Qingsong for some guidance.

After listening to this, Han Qingsong said, "You have to remember two sentences."

Da Wang looked at him intently.

"First: Strength can defeat skill."

Being strong and clumsy is not a problem, you can attack any part of the opponent to cause damage. Similarly, if the opponent is particularly strong, you must be extra careful.

"Second: Speed ​​can make up for weakness."

If the force is small, you must be fast and attack the opponent's weak points. No matter how strong the opponent's attack is, it will fall behind. This is what is meant by "speed is the only way to defeat martial arts in the world."

He pretended to be Wang Dapan and rehearsed the situation with Dawang.

When Da Wang kicked at his ankle, Han Qingsong twisted his foot to avoid the attack and tripped Da Wang's foot. At the same time, he pushed forward with his right shoulder to break Da Wang's attack and pin him down.

The next move he made was to grab Da Wang's legs. Before Da Wang could exert any strength, he had already taken the initiative and threw Da Wang out.

Da Wang placed his palm on the ground, landed lightly, and attacked again without giving up.

In the next move, Han Qingsong grabbed Da Wang's leg and let him finish the force. Da Wang kicked him unceremoniously, fast and hard. Han Qingsong didn't even dodge, but bent his elbows outward to block his kick.

The father and son discussed for a while, and Da Wang understood immediately. After thinking about it more, he turned the fight into a teaching method and learned a lot.

At about the same time, Han Qingsong said, "Next time you go to the army, you can touch the sword."

Human beings have limited physical strength, and their strength and speed are always limited. No matter how fast a person's body is, it can never be faster than a bullet. No matter how strong a person's body is, it can still be injured by a blade. Learning to use weapons is not only for your own use, but also for understanding the weapons, how to avoid being injured when the enemy uses them, and how to defeat the enemy faster.

Da Wang was a little excited but didn't show it and nodded.

Han Qingsong ignored him and turned around to take a shower.

By this time it was completely dark.

Da Wang practiced by the river for another half a day, and finally felt satisfied. He thought it was time to go home and sleep, so he tore off his clothes and jumped into the water. He swam a circle, came back to wash, then went ashore, dried himself, put on his clothes, and went home.

…

Han Qingsong takes the children to train in the morning and she cooks. After dinner, the children come to find Xiaowang to go to school. Then Han Qingsong takes her to work. The three children walk to school leisurely and comfortable.

When Lin Lan came to work at the commune, Han Qingsong was the happiest. Although he did not show much expression, Sun Zhuowen and others were deeply touched.

For example, when he was at work before, Han Qingsong sat there with a serious expression, but now if he heard the Propaganda Department discussing work outside and Lin Lan's voice came over, Han's face would become gentle and he would turn his head to look over involuntarily. If he could see Lin Lan, he would be happier.

Sun Zhuowen was the best at reading people's expressions and quickly handed the troublesome documents to Han Qingsong, which basically solved all the problems. Huang Weizhong was curious about how Sun Zhuowen could feel Director Han's pulse and solve the most difficult problems.

At noon, Han Qingsong got off work on time, took his lunch box and went to the Publicity Department to find Lin Lan for lunch.

The Propaganda Department’s office was at the other end, a few shabby rooms with wooden window frames instead of glass windows, and the light in the room was dim.

The commune has no electricity yet, only one diesel generator, which is used for the post office to make calls, send telegrams, hold meetings at the commune, broadcast, make calls, etc. Moreover, only the director, the public security bureau, and a few offices in the conference room have electricity, and no other offices have electricity.

Minister Zhuang applied several times to have the Logistics Department bring over lights, but it was never approved. He asked Han Qingsong for help. Han Qingsong agreed, but Deputy Director Yang suppressed his request.

Lin Lan was busy all morning on her first day at work. The light in the room was dim and her eyes were sore and painful.

It's inconvenient without lights.

She rubbed her eyes, her heart moved, and she subconsciously turned her head to look out the window. She saw Han Qingsong standing outside the window, so she dropped her work and went out to find him.

Han Qingsong saw that her eyes were red, and pointed at the wooden window, "I'll ask the logistics department to replace the glass window for you later."

Lin Lan smiled and said, "Then he will be so angry that he will die."

As soon as she arrived, she wanted to replace the glass windows, and Deputy Director Yang must have some objections.

Han Qingsong: "Don't worry about him."

The two of them were not in a hurry to go to the cafeteria to get food. They strolled in the yard and washed their faces in the sink.

The commune compound is not small, with eight mu of land, a vegetable patch inside, and its own chicken pen and pig pen, where they raise a dozen chickens and three pigs, and all the offspring are sent to the canteen to supplement their living expenses. The compound is well greened, with green trees at the base of the wall providing shade, and there are also some fruit trees, and there are also Sophora japonica and Saponaria trees on the roadside.

There was a large stone pillar under the tree, so Lin Lan wanted to sit down for a while. However, Han Qingsong didn't allow her to sit there because the tree shade was cool all year round and the stones were damp.

"Let's eat." He led her to the cafeteria.

Going around from the other side, the dilapidated part of the commune compound appeared, with collapsed walls and dilapidated houses.

In fact, the houses in the commune compound at that time were not very good. Only a few houses such as the director's office and the conference room were made of red bricks, and the other houses were basically made of green bricks and rammed earth.

The front part of the wall is made of bricks and stones, while the back part is made of stones and yellow mud, and some of it has even collapsed.

Anyway, it's in tatters.

Deputy Director Yang repeatedly requested to buy bricks and tiles to expand the commune compound, using the excuse that the office was not big enough and the conference room was not decent. Of course, he wanted to build a few houses and move his family in. Unfortunately, the other cadres did not reach a unified opinion, because building houses would use the commune's funds and require the brigades to collect food and do voluntary work, which would increase the burden on the members, and most cadres were not happy.

Anyway, they don't sleep here, they come to work during the day, so what does it matter whether it's old or new? Don't you see that the common people live in shabby thatched houses? What's the point of building such a grand commune?

After walking around a circle, we arrived at the cafeteria. The commune cafeteria was not big, and everyone either squatted in the open space in front to eat, or went back to the office to eat.

At this time, there are new vegetables in the vegetable garden to change the taste, so there is no need to eat cabbage, radish and potato every day. If two people eat together, you can buy different dishes to change the taste, such as leek and dried bean curd, spinach and tofu, and tomato and egg soup. The big pot of vegetables is basically boiled in salt water, and finally sprinkled with a spoonful of oil.

Lin Lan brought her own pickled vegetables and a can of chili oil to mix with the vegetables.

They went to Han Qingsong's office to eat. Han Qingyun and Luo Haicheng happened to be there today and came over to join in the fun.

"Sister-in-law, I brought some sauce. Try it and see if it tastes good." Han Qingyun put a can of sauce on the table with a very proud look.

Luo Haicheng handed Lin Lan some red tomatoes and dragged a stool over for her to sit down.

Lin Lan tasted the sauce and praised, "There's meat in it. Who made it so delicious?"

Lin Lan could tell at a glance that it was not cooked by old lady Han Yongfang. Their family was not poor, but Han Yongfang was frugal and would never allow eating meat like that.

Han Qingyun smiled brightly and raised his eyebrows at Luo Haicheng.

Luo Haicheng: "Sister-in-law, you have to introduce me to someone."

Lin Lan: "Target? Oh, Qingyun, is it true?"

Han Qingyun: "Look, she gave me meat sauce. It's such a sincere gift. I can't refuse it."

Luo Haicheng: "Tsk tsk, just tell me honestly how you managed to coax her into doing this."

Han Qingyun has been asking Lin Lan to introduce him to someone. A while ago, Lin Lan went to Lin Mei's house and talked to the propaganda officer of their team. She found a nice young woman.

The young woman is called Zheng Honghong, 19 years old this year, tall with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks very cheerful. After several contacts, Lin Lan felt that she was quite nice and a good match for Han Qingyun. She asked Lin Mei first, and Lin Mei also spoke well of Zheng Honghong. Zheng Honghong's family also asked someone to introduce her to a partner, but she did not agree with several of them, because she thought those men were either illiterate, unhygienic, or incompetent, but they were very stylish.

Lin Mei found an opportunity to quietly tell her about Han Qingyun's situation. Zheng Honghong was also very generous after hearing it and said that she would try to get in touch with him first. Lin Lan asked Han Qingyun to deliver soap to Zheng's village and meet him by the way. Han Qingyun is also a handsome young man, 177 cm tall, and now works in the Public Security Bureau. Although he is half-born, he is not bad. The key is that he is cheerful and humorous, kind and tolerant, unlike some men who are so mean and talkative or chauvinistic, so Zheng Honghong likes him.

The two of them were attracted to each other, and the next step was for the man to propose marriage.

Han Qingyun: "This is because of my sister-in-law's introduction and my charm. How could it be that I coaxed her? I didn't even put in any effort."

Luo Haicheng sneered at him, "Why do I think you are so thin-skinned?"

Han Qingyun didn't understand, "How can his lips be so thin? He hasn't become thinner even after eating every day...ah!" He came to his senses and realized that Luo Haicheng was joking. He must have said countless nice things to Zheng Honghong to make his lips thinner before he could get her.

"That's not the case." Han Qingyun was very proud and even enjoyed his meal.

Han Qingsong thought the two of them were being noisy and interrupting his flirting with Lin Lan, so after dinner he took Lin Lan out for a walk to help digest the food.

They were not in the compound, but walked outside along the river in front of the commune.

Lin Lan suggested going to the junior high school to see the children, but Han Qingsong was not very interested. What was there to see about the children? He just wanted to take a stroll with her.

They went to the school, and it was lunch time. Junior high school students could go home to eat, or they could hand in their food to the cafeteria and buy it according to the quantity. The school cafeteria was not big, and it only cooked and sold food, and the students took it back to the classroom to eat.

As soon as they entered the campus, they attracted the attention of teachers and students. After all, Han Qingsong was wearing a uniform and was tall and handsome, while Lin Lan next to him was slim and pretty, so they couldn't be low-key even if they wanted to.

Soon Da Wang, Mai Sui and Er Wang came out and asked them if they had eaten.

Lin Lan asked: "Are you full after eating?"

An adult normally eats one catty of food a day, and usually eats four ounces at noon. In fact, the four ounces refer to different things depending on the amount of food. If there is a lot of food, four ounces of pure flour can be used, and if there is less food, it can be flour with shells, or even flour with water added before being called four ounces. The difference is huge.

Lin Lan calculated carefully and bought more food, naturally, to feed the children. Da Wang had a large appetite, just like Han Qingsong, while Mai Sui didn't have much appetite, so he could supplement his brother.

Mai Sui: "Mom, don't worry, we are full and have vegetables. We also brought pickled vegetables. We eat better than other students."

Lin Lan: "You are taller than others, you should eat more."

Not to mention Dawang, Maisui and Erwang are considered tall in the class.

Lin Lan asked a few more questions to show her concern, asking if any classmates were in trouble. By chance, Yang Zhiqiang and someone else passed by, and when he heard Lin Lan's question, he ran away in fright.

Seeing that everything was fine, Han Qingsong signaled Lin Lan to go back.

When they returned to the commune compound, Minister Zhuang happened to be looking for Lin Lan, "Comrade Lin Lan, Comrade Lin Lan!"

He had a loud voice and liked to call Lin Lan's name with great enthusiasm. As soon as he called out, everyone in the compound could hear it.

Han Qingsong frowned slightly.

Lin Lan smiled and said, "Director Han, our walk is over. I'm going to work." She turned along the path and returned to the office.

Han Qingsong watched her walk away before returning to his office, where he happened to run into Luo Haicheng.

Luo Haicheng: "Director Han, Minister Zhuang has a really loud voice."

Han Qingsong nodded and glanced at him.

Luo Haicheng understood immediately, "I'll talk to him later. It's not appropriate to make so much noise in the office. Besides, when you ask others to do something, it's not appropriate to call my sister-in-law by her name."

Lin Lan returned to the office, and Minister Zhuang handed her a document. "Lin Lan, there will be a training session in the county in a few days, about a week, you go."

Lin Lan took it and hesitated for a moment. "Minister, do you want accommodation?"

Minister Zhuang: "I see there are arrangements for the evening. Don't worry, there are dormitories. What's wrong? Are you having trouble?"

Lin Lan: "It's home..."

"If there are difficulties, we can overcome them. This is a good opportunity." Minister Zhuang smiled. "I heard that your children are grown up and very capable. You don't have to worry about them."

Lin Lan thanked Minister Zhuang. This was indeed a good opportunity. Others wanted to go but couldn't. Minister Zhuang gave her this opportunity, so she naturally appreciated it.

There are a total of six people in their office, including Minister Zhuang. Except for Minister Zhuang and the Deputy Minister who are formal cadres, the other four are part-time employees. I wonder how much they want to pursue further studies.

There is a big difference between the official cadres and the semi-official cadres. The official cadres receive state wages and rations and eat commodity grains. The semi-official cadres receive state rations and are arranged uniformly in different regions. Without the state's backing, if layoffs are needed, they will be the first to be laid off, without any reason.

Part-time workers want to get regular jobs as much as possible, or go to the city to find jobs or go to university. Either path is very difficult, so they don't want to miss any opportunity.

Lin Lan's situation was different from theirs because she had already joined the party, so even though she was a part-time worker, her salary and food were higher than those of other non-party members who were part-time.

There is also a greater chance of becoming a regular employee in the future.

This was naturally because she had a good family background, was self-taught and actively engaged in cultural work, and was recommended by Han Qingsong, so it was much easier for her to join the party than for others.

The others didn't care, except for the new guy named Cao Guangrong who came with Lin Lan. He felt that he was the son of a martyr and such a good thing should be given to him first.

Twenty years ago, his father joined the army and sacrificed his life to save a squad of comrades, so he was set as a model and recognized as a martyr, and his family was given long-term care.

He had been taken care of since he was young, and felt that any good thing should be given to him first, so he was somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Lan going to the county.

He went straight to Minister Zhuang and asked, "Why don't you give me this opportunity? I am more advanced than her."

Minister Zhuang: "Comrade Cao Guangrong, you should gain experience for another two years and learn more. There will be many opportunities like this in the future. I will definitely..."

"No!" Cao Guangrong was very unhappy, "I think you are trying to curry favor with her man."

Minister Zhuang's face suddenly fell, "Officer Cao, you should be careful with your words. We have twelve members in the Party Committee, and I arrived earlier than Director Han. I am from the Propaganda Department and he is from the Public Security Bureau. We have no vested interests, so why should I curry favor with him?"

"Then why don't you give it to me?" Cao Guangrong's face turned red.

Minister Zhuang: "You go to the meeting, do you understand?" If he doesn't understand what people say, you have to let him speak it out!

Cao Guangrong's face turned pale again, and he murmured, "I, I can understand. What's there to not understand?"

Minister Zhuang casually picked up a copy of Anti-Dühring and threw it on the table. "Come on, read it to me."

Cao Guangrong was sweating. Although he went to school for two years when he was young, he didn't like studying and didn't know many words. When he grew up, he didn't want to farm, so the village cadres asked him to learn cultural knowledge by himself so that they could arrange a job for him in the village.

But how can he learn it?

This time the commune was selecting a propaganda officer, and he insisted on joining the commune, otherwise he would make trouble in the brigade. The brigade couldn't stand it, so they simply put him on the list, and Deputy Director Yang chose him for the sake of reputation, but Minister Zhuang was not happy.

Giving their own propaganda department a piece of junk that can't do any work and getting paid for nothing? Wouldn't the original people have to do this job? If Cao Guangrong and Yu Xin were allowed to come together, both of them are relatives, one knows nothing and the other is very spoiled, then the propaganda department would be in trouble.

So Minister Zhuang is very happy to welcome Lin Lan.

Lin Lan is here, how relaxed he is! The job is done beautifully, making him proud!

Cao Guangrong read a few sentences stumbling over and over, missing more than half of the words.

Minister Zhuang said with a sullen face, "We don't go to the meeting to have fun. We have to understand the spirit of the meeting and take good notes to give lectures to the propaganda officers of the brigade when we come back."

Cao Guangrong: "I understand." Then he left.

He thought about it and went to the director's office to find Deputy Director Yang.

He knocked on the door very hard, and after a moment, someone opened the door and let him in.

He glanced at Yu Xin, then went over to tell Deputy Director Yang his request, "Director, why don't you let me go?"

Deputy Director Yang: "Go, both of you go."

Cao Guangrong was delighted. "Thank you, Director. You are the one who speaks the truth." He went back to tell Minister Zhuang proudly, and then found Lin Lan. "Director Lin, let's go to the county to study together. You arrange your study tasks and life. We will leave together from here in two days."

Lin Lan glanced at him and said, "Manager Cao, I'm leaving home and won't come here. Besides, we should all be responsible for our own studies and life..."

She didn't really want to deal with Cao Guangrong. The old boss had a lot of problems. On the first day of work, he competed with her for the window seat and even used his status as the son of a martyr to put pressure on her. But she didn't argue with him.

But he kept talking to her and asking about her, which annoyed her.

"Why are you like this!" Cao Guangrong's face suddenly fell.

Lin Lan was not happy with his behavior and said coldly, "I'm sorry, that's just how I am."

She ignored him and went about her own business.

The others hurried to smooth things over, "It's quite a long way to get here, Mr. Lin. He's taking a detour. It must be more convenient for him to go directly from home to the county."

Cao Guangrong sneered, but felt that everyone looked down on him and excluded him.

At this time, the head of logistics department came over and said, "Please bring some lights to our publicity department. It's so dark here that it's really inconvenient to write articles."

"Wow, that's great! It should have been released a long time ago!" Everyone cheered.

Their Propaganda Department has a lot of writing to do and needs electric lights, but they have never been given any.

Deputy Director Yang walked over with his hands behind his back, "Everyone, work hard in the future. The leaders care about you."

Everyone hurried to thank him, "Thank you so much for your concern, Director. You have brought us light."

Deputy Director Yang glanced at Lin Lan, then at Cao Guangrong, and said, "Officer Lin, we are all in this together, so we should pay attention to unity."

Lin Lan frowned, "What the deputy director said, how can I not be united?"

Everyone else called him Director, but Lin Lan insisted on calling him Deputy Director, which made Deputy Director Yang furious.

The twelve members of the Party Committee are also cadres of the Revolutionary Committee. Two of them are retired and no longer in charge. There are only ten people in total. Among these ten people, the most influential ones are the Party Committee Secretary and three Deputy Secretaries. However, since Han Qingsong came, this situation has changed. Now there is no Secretary, only Deputy Director Yang. And Han Qingsong, a member of the Party Committee, can also compete with him.

He was really frustrated.

His son was oppressed by Han Qingsong's children at school and felt suffocated. He himself felt uncomfortable because of Han Qingsong's oppression in the commune.

"You and Comrade Cao Guangrong joined the company together, so you should help each other learn." After saying this, Deputy Director Yang walked away angrily. He originally wanted to scold Lin Lan, but he had no idea that Lin Lan would not listen to him.

At this time, the post office operator came over and asked: "Have you pulled the line? Okay, I have the power on?"

The guy who was fixing the wires and installing the light bulbs shouted at him to wait.

After everything was ready, the correspondent went to turn on the power, and the Propaganda Department's office had electricity.

The moment the light came on, everyone in the Propaganda Department cheered, because they finally had a light to use.

In the Public Security Bureau office, Han Qingsong was checking some files. Sun Zhuowen walked over and whispered, "Director Han, you didn't care about the lack of electricity in the Propaganda Department before."

Han Qingsong lowered his head and continued to read, "Mind your own business."

Sun Zhuowen: "Then today..."

Han Qingsong: "This is not a time for idleness."

Sun Zhuowen: You are the first one who is so openly partial to your wife. But the treatment in the Public Security Bureau is also very good. The director is favoring his own people, and Sun Zhuowen is very happy.

After get off work, Han Qingsong came to the Propaganda Department again. The room was full of lights and Lin Lan was writing at her desk.

When someone saw him, they immediately greeted him. Han Qingsong nodded slightly in greeting, but did not go in. He just stood at the door and looked at Lin Lan.

Lin Lan didn't even look up. "Wait for me for a moment. I'll be right there."

Although Minister Zhuang said that she had written very well, she still checked it carefully, considered the wording, and tried to satisfy herself.

Cao Guangrong cleaned up, he had nothing to do, he couldn't write, so naturally he couldn't do anything, he could be a runner, but he didn't want to do it. He was the son of a martyr, his father had sacrificed his life to get him to where he was today, why should he do chores for them?

He didn't think Lin Lan was good at self-study and believed that she joined the Propaganda Department because of Han Qingsong, so he naturally looked down on her.

Especially since Lin Lan actually rejected his proposal.

He didn't say hello to Lin Lan, left angrily, and pretended not to see Han Qingsong.

Han Qingsong frowned slightly but ignored it. After everyone left, he went over and pulled a chair to sit next to Lin Lan.

Lin Lan showed him the meeting notice and finished writing the promotional draft she had written.

Han Qingsong took a look and asked, "One week?"

Lin Lan: "What a great opportunity! Minister Zhuang gave it to me."

Han Qingsong hummed, "Okay."

Lin Lan smiled at him, "Of course, my Director Han is so considerate and capable, and the child is so sensible and independent, I don't know how relieved I am."

She took the teacup and drank some water, but heard him say in a low voice: "You can be more capable."

"Cough cough cough..." Lin Lan choked herself.

Han Qingsong patted her and said, "It's time to get off work."

Lin Lan packed up, and Han Qingsong helped her carry her schoolbag and took her home on bike.

When entering the village, we first went to the primary school to pick up Xiaowang.

Xiaowang finished school early, and Lin Lan and his brothers and sisters had not returned home yet, so he was allowed to play with Huo Hongzhen at school.

Lin Lan said a few words to Huo Hongzhen, then took Xiaowang home.

When we started to cook, Da Wang and his two children came back, carrying a few wheels and some other things.

Lin Lan was surprised and asked, "My eldest son, what are you doing?"

Erwang smiled and said, "Mom, these are the old bicycle wheels we asked someone to collect a few days ago. We want to make a bicycle ourselves."

Lin Lan: “!!!” Why didn’t I know you guys were so amazing and could even make a bicycle by yourself?

Mai Sui also laughed: "Mom, it's really possible. Brother Shen Yu said that he went to another commune a while ago and saw someone weld a black tiger by himself. We also want to make one to try."

Lin Lan couldn't believe it. "Can I ride something I welded myself? Is it safe?"

The children persuaded her not to worry, saying it would be possible.

After dinner, Shen Yu came over and brought some black iron pipes and other spare parts.

Lin Lan looked at them curiously, she didn't even know when they discussed making a bicycle, "Shen Yu, is this really possible?" She was afraid that her child was still young and would just have fun without caring about safety. Shen Yu was always steady and never made mistakes, so she had to listen to him.

Shen Yu gave her a reassuring smile, "It really can be done. Except that it doesn't look very good, it's very sturdy. We will first gather the parts according to the needs, draw the drawings, and after we understand the design, we will go to the blacksmith in the commune to weld and assemble it."

Lin Lan: “…………” You young people have the final say.

They had to draw the blueprints and design the details first, which would take a while. Lin Lan let them do it themselves and took Xiao Wang back to the house to listen to the radio.

Radio programs at that time were very rigid. The radio station had the final say on what to broadcast and when to broadcast it. The audience was not required to participate or offer opinions. They only needed to listen passively.

Since Sanwang established a relationship with the regional radio station last year, he would go to the radio station regularly whenever he was in school. On Friday nights, "Flying Fish Chats with You" has become a regular radio program, half an hour each time. If he doesn't have time, he will replay the previous recording. In addition to Sanwang, there are other outstanding athletes, but they only appear once in a long time, while Sanwang appears regularly on Fridays.

This is also the idea of ​​​​Webmaster Fang, to promote regional sports.

The basic format of the show is a question-and-answer format, but when Sanwang starts talking, the announcer has almost nothing to do. He is very good at talk shows, which he learned from his time in the publicity team. There has never been such a talk show with such witty jokes, which makes people feel particularly friendly and interesting.

Today is Friday, and it starts at 7:30 pm sharp.

The children had already put all the parts away in the south room, washed themselves, and went in to sit in a row waiting to listen to the radio.

After the 7:30 time signal rang, the female announcer's smiling voice was heard, "Now it's time for the show we've been looking forward to all week, 'Flying Fish Chats with You', please welcome Han Wangmin."

Sanwang: "Hello everyone, I miss you so much."

Now that he has become proficient, he no longer says hello to his parents or his brothers, sisters and brothers, but this "I miss you" is said to them, and everyone in the family knows it.

Xiao Wang shouted: "Xiao San brother, we miss you too."

The announcer said a few words and asked Sanwang to introduce some interesting competitions recently.

Three prosperity:

"Under the guidance of Chairman M's revolutionary line, I participated in the provincial athlete selection two days ago and reported the selection results to my comrades.

"Haha, there's a little suspense. I'm not sure I'll be selected. It's just... there was a little embarrassment in the middle."

"This time the selection was 600 meters, um, a long distance. I...didn't practice much, so I wasn't very good at it. As a result, I had to swim several extra laps."

"It's the 25-meter short pool... There were too many back and forths, and I was really, really confused in the end. I couldn't hear what people on the shore were shouting in the water, and I forgot to count. I'm not good at math..."

The female announcer couldn't stop laughing, "Hahahaha...classmate Han Wangmin...hahahaha..."

Lin Lan's family was silent for a moment in front of the radio, and then burst into laughter.

Lin Lan leaned on Han Qingsong's shoulder, "Third brother, I am dying of laughter, this is really a wet version of confusion. Haha."

Han Qingsong: ...What is the wet version?

Xiao Wang: "I'm also confused. Brother, how many laps are there in 800 meters?"

Da Wang: “…” Don’t ask me, I need to use a pen to calculate.

The room was filled with cheerful laughter, this confused Sanwang!