Chapter 79
August 30th was the day that had been set for the mosquito eradication campaign, and the whole town was mobilized.
In fact, it was not just the entire town of Xiahekou. This matter was led by Lin City, and all the counties and towns under Lin City participated. The scale was astonishing.
According to the instructions of the Health Bureau, first indoors, then outdoors.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the town sounded the air raid alarm.
The windows of the house were tightly closed. Yan Lei had already moved the small cast iron coal stove into the middle of the main room, leaving a small gap for the air inlet, and the coal balls burned at a slow speed.
Hearing the air raid alarm, Yan Lei opened the small paper bag and sprinkled the powder distributed by the street into the stove. Then he quickly left the house and closed the door.
"Is there smoke?" Qiao Wei
in the yard wanted to lean over the crack of the door to watch, but Yan Lei pulled her back by the collar: "Look through the window. Don't inhale the smoke."
Qiao Wei turned around and took the hand towel that she had prepared long ago, wet it with water, and squeezed it half dry: "It's better to cover your nose, it's safer." In
this era, many things are done too simply and crudely. This burning powder is used to kill insects. Since it can kill insects, it must be harmful to the human body.
The three members of the family covered their mouths and noses with wet hand towels.
Yan Lei held Yan Xiang and looked inside through the glass window.
"There is smoke, there is smoke!" Yan Xiang said, "Mom, look."
Qiao Wei saw it, and the white smoke filled the whole house.
At this time, not only the households, but also the government agencies, hospitals, schools, hotels and shops have special people on duty, burning powder and closing doors and windows to kill mosquitoes and flies indoors.
After fumigating for half an hour, Yan Lei asked Qiao Wei and Yan Xiang to retreat to the gate of the courtyard, and he opened the doors and windows.
The smoke came out from the doors and windows. Gradually disappeared in the air.
After waiting for a while, the family of three entered the room. Yan Lei used a thick rag to pad his hands and moved the small coal stove from the house to the yard. The three people each took a palm-leaf fan and fanned vigorously, trying to blow the remaining drug smoke out of the house as much as possible.
Yan Lei looked at his watch: "It's almost nine o'clock."
They closed the doors and windows again.
At nine o'clock, the air raid alarm sounded again. Yan Lei sprinkled the second bag of drug powder into the coal stove in the yard, then went into the house and closed the door.
White smoke spread in the yard.
On the street, a smoking point was set up every 20 square meters at intervals. Special personnel were arranged to ignite outdoor smoking points.
Soon, the streets were filled with white smoke and people were everywhere. In the middle of the night, it had the atmosphere of a horror movie.
Qiao Wei had never seen mosquitoes killed in this way, so she couldn't help but question it: "Does it really work?"
Yan Lei laughed: "You promoted this on the loudspeaker. Everyone listened to your arrangement."
"Hey, it's not me." Qiao Wei said, "I'm just a mouthpiece. This is all arranged by the Municipal Health Bureau."
Although it was already autumn, the doors and windows couldn't be closed like this. After all, the house was fumigated an hour ago.
Qiao Wei was always worried that there was residual medicine smoke in the house. When the white smoke outside burned away, she quickly opened the doors and windows for ventilation.
This night, many towns in a city, several counties, and many other places spent it this way.
"It's really amazing when you think about it." Qiao Wei said while lying in bed at night.
Yan Lei: "Hmm?"
"Many, many people were mobilized at the same time to do the same thing in an orderly manner." Qiao Wei said, "And they are not soldiers, but ordinary people."
And this was in an era when communication basically relied on shouting. After the early propaganda and mobilization, people from different regions could actually act in unison at the same time.
"There are almost no other countries on the earth that can do this except us."
Yan Lei sneered in the dark: "Of course."
With pride.
Facts have proved that this large-scale fumigation is really effective.
The next evening, the family was cooling off in the yard, and there was no need to light mosquito coils. The flies were gone, and even some annoying small flying insects were gone.
Yan Lei said: "The sewers and ditches we are responsible for have been sprinkled with medicine powder, and the cellars have been fumigated. We can live comfortably this autumn."
The next day was September 1st. Qiao Wei took the opportunity to buy vegetables at the market to chat with some aunts and sisters, and interviewed them about their feelings about the fumigation of mosquitoes and the effect of fumigation at home. Then she wrote a report to report the effectiveness of this large-scale fumigation of mosquitoes. And make publicity and mobilization in advance for the arrangement of digging fly pupae in the winter.
Lu Manman doesn't write articles now.
She has always been in pain when writing articles. A manuscript that can be read in a few minutes takes two or three days to write.
Qiao Wei has freed her. Qiao Wei writes everything very fluently. Give her a task and she will report the results the next day.
Lu Manman sighed: "I should still go to high school."
Lu Manman only went to junior high school.
Qiao Wei actually didn't understand why Lu Manman, the daughter of the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, stopped studying after junior high school.
"Because I have a job." Lu Manman didn't understand Qiao Wei's incomprehension, "Then studying is for work. Why do you still study when you have a job?"
That's right, Qiao Wei suddenly realized.
College students are rare, one in a million talents.
Ordinary people can only go to high school at most. The ultimate purpose of studying in high school and learning culture is to have a good job.
Since the family could arrange such a good job as a broadcaster for Lu Manman, in their opinion, there was really no need for her to continue her studies.
Not only could she earn three years' salary earlier, but she would also have more seniority and a larger pension in the future.
The original owner dropped out of high school in order to take over her father's job in the factory. Because if you don't take over, the vacant position will be taken by someone else. If you want to work in the factory again in the future, you may not be able to get a position. Or even if there is a position, the favor may have faded and it may not be given to you.
Unfortunately, she couldn't hold on after she got in, and gave up the job and chose marriage.
But Qiao Wei was very lucky.
If she really traveled back in time and found herself working in a factory, it would be hard and tiring. Not only Qiao Weiwei couldn't bear it, but Qiao Wei herself also couldn't bear it.
Because Qiao Wei wrote articles for Lu Manman, after changing from "Qiao Wei" to "Wei Wei", she has now evolved into "Sister Wei".
Lu Manman brought some snacks every day and slipped them to her secretly.
Many of them were not sold in the supply and marketing cooperative.
She gave them quietly and Qiao Wei took them quietly.
As long as the radio program was broadcast on time, Stationmaster Lu didn't care who wrote the manuscript.
And the quality of Qiao Wei's writing was better than before.
She would use better and more precise words appropriately, making the description more vivid and the incitement more passionate.
But she didn't show off her literary talent, making people feel cultured while not feeling that they couldn't understand.
The radio station had achieved results, and Stationmaster Lu and Section Chief Xie were both proud in front of the leaders.
There was a wave of whitewashing in the old family area. Every household started to paint.
The military district leaders soon learned about this.
The old area was not like the military compound, the houses and facilities were all new. The old area always had a shabby feel. Everyone wants to live in a red brick and tile house, but the resources are limited. Some people move in, and some are left behind. As the saying goes,
it is not the lack of resources that is worrying, but the inequality of resources. Many families living in the old districts inevitably have complaints.
The leader praised the trend of whitewashing at the meeting, believing that it is a manifestation of hygiene and high spirits.
Indeed, people must have expectations for life to actively manage their own lives.
If the house is painted clean and beautiful like new, the complaints of the families in the old districts can be reduced.
After the leader praised it, the logistics manager slapped his forehead and arranged for people to paint the walls of the houses in the old district facing the street.
Just as Qiao Wei worried.
After they painted the outer walls of many people's courtyards white, they painted big red slogans on them.
The outside of Qiao Wei's courtyard wall was also painted white and painted with a big red slogan.
Qiao Wei had a bad feeling when the outside of the courtyard wall was painted white, and her bad feeling came true.
The next day when she came back from work, the white wall was completely dry and the red slogan had been painted.
Qiao Wei put her hands on her hips and looked at the two sides of her courtyard gate -
the left side: I will not offend
others if others do not offend me. The right side: If others offend me, I will offend them.
Qiao Wei: "..."
Outside the courtyard wall of Captain Zhao's house was: We must liberate Taiwan!
Outside the courtyard wall of Captain Ma's house was: The Chinese people are not easy to mess with!
Outside the courtyard wall of Captain Xue's house was: Arm our heads with Mao Zedong's thoughts!
There is no way.
First, because the trend of the times is like this.
Another reason is that the houses they live in now are all real estate of the army, not belonging to them personally. They are just family dormitories.
Fortunately, only the outside of the courtyard wall was painted, and there was no paint inside the courtyard, so it was not too uncomfortable.
And no one thought it was bad.
Sister Yang even thought that the white wall looked clean and the red words were auspicious. It was really clean and auspicious, how good. The alleys looked much tidier after being so tidy.
Qiao Wei: "..."
Don't say it, Qiao Wei looked left and right, and after looking at it for a long time, she actually felt that these two sentences outside her own courtyard had a sense of domineering.
It was quite suitable for Yan Lei.
After the vigorous mosquito eradication campaign ended, Qiao Wei was suddenly praised.
It turned out that the city was collecting propaganda manuscripts for the mosquito eradication campaign for selection. The manuscript she wrote was submitted by Section Chief Xie to the county propaganda committee, which then sent it to the municipal propaganda committee.
In this manuscript, Qiao Wei started with mosquito eradication, focusing on the people's collectivism, obedience and cohesion. Later, the value of the upper part was sublimated, and from mosquito eradication, it was summarized outside the wall of Captain Ma's house - the Chinese people are not easy to mess with, and then continued to sublimate, and extended to outside the wall of Captain Zhao's house - we must liberate Taiwan!
The comments given by the city leaders were: seeing the big picture from the small, and caring about the border.
The leader said to the people around him: "The comrade who wrote this manuscript has a big vision."
This manuscript was broadcast in the city, the county broadcast the city radio, and the town broadcast the county radio.
The townspeople ate melon seeds and wondered, "Didn't this already air last week?"
This was the station's way of delaying the broadcast. When nothing happened, a broadcast could be broadcast for a week, repeated every day.
Even listening to the radio had become one of the townspeople's entertainment activities, so they were very familiar with the rules.
Occasionally, the station would even continue to broadcast last week's broadcast in the first two days of the second week, and everyone would know, "Manman from Director Lu's family can't write again."
After the arrival of broadcaster Qiao, this situation has never happened again.
"This is a relay, this is the county broadcast relaying the city's radio." Someone who understands it told everyone.
When the broadcast was over, Lu Manman's voice rang out: "... written by Comrade Qiao Wei from the Publicity Department of our town. ... won the first prize in this city's publicity selection. ... won honor and a flag for Xiahekou Town."
Everyone suddenly realized that this is the case. This broadcaster Qiao is really amazing.