Chapter 80

The salary of the town committee is said to be paid before the 15th of every month. Qiao Wei has been waiting, and finally got her August salary on September 12th.

In August, she received a salary according to the level of a handyman, which should be 14 yuan for a full month. She was not a full month, so after adding the allowance, she got 9.83 cents.

There was also a five-yuan bonus for winning the prize, which was withheld step by step, and finally ended up in her hand at $1.50.

All in all, eleven dollars and three cents.

Although the job is obtained based on the status of "military family", the salary and bonus are obtained based on the actual ability.

Qiao Wei had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as she got her salary, she fulfilled her promise and invited Sister Yang and her family to a restaurant.

The two families happily gathered together again.

As there were many children, Qiao Wei specially ordered a dish of sweet potato with shreds. The children ate until their teeth were sticky and laughed happily.

"Come on, sister-in-law." Team leader Zhao raised his glass, "Congratulations!" ! Congratulations! You really brought shame to our military region! I did it, you can do whatever you want! "

Qiao Wei accepted the congratulations from Captain Zhao with tea instead of wine.

Qiao Wei won the award in the city this time, and won the Xiahekou Town. The people who were very happy were not only the township committee of Xiahekou Township, but also the military district leaders.

There were constant problems with the employment of my family members. Because most of the families of the troops come from rural areas, have low education levels, and have varying hygiene habits, they often cause trouble at work.

If the military region had not put strong pressure on the local authorities to assign them positions, they would probably have to stay at home to take care of their children.

Anyway, the military district is also troubled by this, and the local government is also troubled by this.

Suddenly, a person like Qiao Wei appeared, which boosted the leadership's spirit.

Now everyone in the military district knows that the lover of Yan Lei, the head of the 17th Regiment of the 821st Division, is a powerful writer. I worked as a radio announcer at the station, and the article I wrote won an award in the city.

Everyone has heard that article through the loudspeaker, it is well written. At first, they talked about killing mosquitoes. As I listened, I got excited. It was well

deserved for him to win the award. It was all thanks to his writing skills.

"I will be promoted to a full-time clerk next month. It was said to be three months. This time when I came back with the award, the leader waved his hand and directly transferred me to a formal staff member. Qiao Wei told Sister Yang the good news.

Sister Yang clapped her hands in joy: "That must be twenty-four yuan. Salary? "

Salary and bonus are things that cannot be concealed in this era. If you win a five-dollar bonus, so many people will be watching it. And it will be intercepted layer by layer according to the rules. Only one dollar will be left in your hands. " Yes

." Qiao Wei simply talked about her salary with others openly and honestly.

Sister Yang was jealous. Yan Lei and his wife both had salaries. After the salary increase by Captain Zhao, their salary was one level higher than Yan Lei's, but Qiao Wei caught up with them.

The couple had high salaries and only one child. Who wouldn't envy such a wonderful life?

"I'm looking forward to Gangzi finishing junior high school and arranging a good job for you after graduation, so that I can be relieved of a layer of pressure." Sister Yang said with emotion

. She has five layers of shackles. She just hopes that the children will grow up quickly, have jobs, and get paid.

For rural women, bringing their children out of the countryside and registering them as urban residents means that they can find jobs in the future and that they are doing their best.

They never think of educating their children to study or raising them to be university students

.

Qiao Wei glanced at Gangzi. Gangzi

was enjoying his sweet potato shreds, his mouth was covered with sugar shreds.

He really didn't have a brain for studying. He is 14 years old this year, but because rural children generally start school late. Last year I didn't memorize the quotations, so I couldn't move up a grade. Now I'm in the fifth grade with my sister Yingzi.

Qiao Wei couldn't tell the specific year of the big event, but she knew the general trend.

She wasn't afraid of anything else, but she was separated from her family by going to the countryside. Inevitably wasting time. The so-called educated youth refers to the junior high school and high school students who were in school at that time, and the young people who graduated but were not married or working.

Yan Xiang's age is safe. Gangzi and Yingzi are a bit mysterious.

The period dramas and period literature that Qiao Wei has watched Most of the related articles she had read online were about the experiences of young people in big cities.

She really didn't know where students from small towns like this were going. Once out of town, it was the countryside. Should she still go to the countryside? Although it was a small town, it was not a rural household registration. Everyone's household registration was registered with a collective household, which was considered a town household registration.

She was not sure, but she still wanted to find a way to avoid it.

She used Lu Manman's words: "…the ultimate purpose of studying is to get a job. It doesn't matter how old you are or what grade you are in. If there is a good job, grab it as soon as you can."

"Some jobs are It's a pity to miss this opportunity."

"Start working earlier, get paid a few years earlier, and you will have more working experience and more pension in the future."

"Look at the mainland broadcaster in our radio station, you know, her father is a supply and marketing The director of the community had arranged a job for her early on. Now she gets paid and eats well every day. She doesn’t even eat in the cafeteria.

It took Qiao Wei a long time to find out from Hu Sui the real reason why Lu Manman didn’t eat in the cafeteria. The reason is... that the food at home is better.

Also, when it comes to supplies, who can compare with the director of the town supply and marketing cooperative?

"What are you two talking about?" The men just finished clinking their glasses and turned to see the two women talking animatedly. "We're talking about what I was talking about just now. I'm worried about whether I should continue to study." Sister

Yang said.

Son, Captain Zhao also put down his cup and said, "Sister-in-law, please help me with this matter. What do you think, should Gangzi continue to study?"

First, Gangzi really doesn't have the brains to study, and now he is still My younger sister is in the fifth grade.

Second, we are studying agriculture in school. We only have three classes in the morning and go to study agriculture in the afternoon. The children are all taken to the fields to catch insects and weed. Life in the countryside was similar.

Children spent the whole afternoon in the fields, basking in the sun like coal balls. He had a lot of fun, but when I asked him what he had learned today,

he looked stupid and said, "...ah?" He had played like crazy in the field in the afternoon and had forgotten everything he had learned in

the morning.

It doesn't mean much.

But it has been said since ancient times that everything is inferior except for education. There is also a cultured person named Qiao Wei by my side, whose temperament and conversation are different. I just earned such a big reputation with my knowledge and culture.

Zhao felt hesitant.

"Studying is a very broad concept. It cannot be understood as reading books mechanically or only reading school textbooks." Qiao Wei thought of Lu Tianming and said, "If you can't read school textbooks, change to another kind of book, or... learn technology."

Lu Tianming also stopped studying after junior high school. His family sent him to the county to learn technology. After he finished his studies, he went to the town committee radio station and worked as a lineman in both the radio station and the telephone office, doing technical work.

In fact, as long as the lines and machines did not malfunction, he didn't have to move his butt all day, drinking tea and reading books every day.

When Qiao Wei first came, she thought the flowers in the office were raised by Lu Manman or Hu Sui, but it turned out that Lu Tianming was the one who watered, fertilized, caught insects, and pruned the flowers every day.

A job like a god.

Lu Manman's parents and Lu Tianming's parents can be said to be utilitarian, and they were eager to arrange jobs for their children after they finished junior high school. From another perspective, they can also be said to be clear-headed, and really know what families and individuals want and need in this town, and they arrange it very well.

They are all big families in the town, and they have a solid foundation, so they have such clear cognition and the ability to arrange.

"In ancient times, people only read the Four Books and Five Classics. Everything outside the classics was called gimmicks and tricks, which were not serious things. But now it is different. Only science and technology can make the country stronger. Learning technology is the serious study."

"I think nowadays in school, ahem, well, it's good to study engineering and agriculture." Qiao Wei wanted to say "school can't learn anything", but changed her words temporarily.

Although she didn't say it, Yan Lei and Zhao Dongsheng looked at each other. From their eyes, Qiao Wei knew that the two men understood her unfinished intention.

"Very good, very good. Yeah, but it's better for him to learn technology." Qiao Wei said, "Brother Zhao, your son is just 14, right? I think you can consider it now, either arrange for him to learn technology and make a living with one trick, or let him join the army.

As a close friend of the family, Qiao Wei gave her suggestions to the Zhao family. But other people still have to walk their own paths.

After talking about the children's schooling, they talked about other things.

"It will be announced soon."

"Soon."

Qiao Wei asked, "Is it about the merger of the town and the county?"

"Yes. What is the attitude of the people in the town committee?"

"No attitude." Qiao Wei said, "Eat and drink as usual, no attitude at all."

Yan Lei said, "They are all locals. "

Locals account for more than 95%. Famous families account for 60%.

We have deep roots and are not afraid of anything. No matter whether you merge or not, no one can touch us.

This is the attitude of the grassroots staff.

"I don't know the attitude of the leaders." Qiao Wei said, "I'm just a broadcaster."

Everyone laughed.

The guests enjoyed the meal while chatting.

When they left the hotel, it was already dark. The two families said goodbye at the street corner and went home.

There was no one else, so Yan Lei held Qiao Wei's hand and shook it as they walked.

Qiao Wei: "?"

"Are you okay?" Qiao Wei asked.

It didn't feel normal.

Yan Lei said: "Happy. "

Okay. "

Qiao Wei let him hold her.

Yan Xiang was held by Yan Lei and was already lying on his shoulder in a daze. When they got home, they put him on the kang first.

Qiao Wei finished washing herself, and put a towel in warm water to wipe Yan Xiang's face.

The child's mouth was sticky. Pulling sweet potatoes into shreds is a hurdle that children of this age cannot get over. Not even genius children can get over it.

When she came out, she saw Yan Lei wiping his body with his upper body naked next to the hand pressure well.

Qiao Wei hurried over: "How do you use cool water!"

Entering September, the summer heat gradually dissipated, and the weather became comfortable and pleasant.

But the water in the hand pressure well became obviously cooler, and even a little cold in the morning and evening. Qiao Wei had to use warm water for washing.

"It's not cold, I'm not afraid." Yan Lei didn't care, "If you don't believe me, touch it. "

He took Qiao Wei's hand and pressed it against his skin.

It felt cool at first, after all, they just brushed against each other. Then the heat from the man's body passed through her skin and reached her palm.

"Qiao Wei!" Yan Lei leaned over and hugged Qiao Wei high.

Qiao Wei was caught off guard and screamed slightly. Koala hugged him and said angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Lei said, "Happy."

He was not right. Qiao Wei looked closely at his eyes, which were bright.

Qiao Wei finally understood, "How much did you drink?"

She was so focused on talking to Sister Yang that she didn't notice the men drinking, and she got this guy drunk.

"Not drunk." Yan Lei denied it and insisted, "I'm just happy. "

"Qiao Wei, do you know how many people have congratulated me these past two days?" he said, "They said your wife is amazing and won the first prize in the city."

Qiao Wei hugged his shoulders and smiled: "Are you happy?"

"I've said it many times, I'm happy." Yan Lei was dissatisfied.

"But, some people say sour words..."

Qiao Wei leaned her forehead against him: "Oh?"

You can probably imagine what those sour people would say.

Even in later generations, there are some men who cannot accept their wives being too prominent.

"Are you angry?" she asked.

"No." Yan Lei said, "The more sour he says, the more I know he is jealous of me. "

Qiao Wei leaned on his shoulder and smiled.

Yan Lei stroked her back, tilted his head, and bit her neck.

Qiao Wei kissed him.

Yan Lei shook her, lifted her higher, held her steadily, and walked towards the house.

Qiao Wei thought he was going to carry her back to the bedroom.

Instead, Yan Lei carried her to the window and put her on the cool bed.

"Hey!"

"Shh... don't wake the child..."

"Here..."

"There are no mosquitoes, all of them have been killed."

The man's slightly hoarse voice was low in the yard: "Weiwei, the moonlight shines on your skin, it looks especially beautiful."

"Let me see..."

With a rustling sound, the woman's shirt fell under the sunbed.

The man's mumbling, I don't know whether he was drunk or sober.

"Let me see..."

The moonlight lingered on her skin, reminding Yan Lei of the book he had read, the book that had been burned to ashes in the stove.

"Like milk." He muttered.

Perhaps people who are half drunk are the craziest.