Chapter 85

Secretary Huang hung up the phone.

He could decide these things that were a fuss, and he didn't need to ask higher leaders for instructions. But it was Secretary Meng's idea to transfer Qiao Wei here, so he went to report to Secretary Meng.

"She's a bit arrogant." Secretary Huang commented.

It was obvious that her leader in Xiahekou Town was also protective of her. The county often borrowed people from other towns, and rarely helped to fight for conditions like this.

Most of the people who were borrowed also worked obediently.

But unless she was the daughter of the leader of Xiahekou Town, the leader would not take the initiative to help her. This must have been something that Qiao Wei herself fought for.

Secretary Meng said, "Her husband is a combat hero, a regimental-level cadre, and it's only right to take care of him."

It turned out that he was a military dependent. Moreover, the regimental level corresponds to the administrative level, which is the same as Secretary Meng.

Not to mention that Secretary Meng also came from the military, and he would naturally lean towards military dependents emotionally. This is another person he admires.

Secretary Huang immediately changed his words and said with a smile: "So they are military dependents, so it is only right to take care of them. I will arrange it now."

Qiao Wei applied for the 26 bicycle that day.

The warehouse manager asked: "When will you return it?"

Qiao Wei said: "When I come back, I will return it."

"Good guy." The warehouse manager joked, "It's yours."

"That's called embezzlement of state assets. I can't do such a thing." Qiao Wei said, "By the way, does the bicycle have a child seat?"

Of course not.

The 28-inch bicycles I saw on the road had cloth wrapped around the front horizontal bar to increase friction when children sat on them, so that they would not slide down easily.

The various finished child seats in later generations had to wait until bicycles became popular.

Yan Lei was surprised to see the bicycle when he got home: "Are you going on a business trip again tomorrow?"

Qiao Wei told him about the secondment, and Yan Lei frowned.

Qiao Wei comforted him instead: "The leader helped me fight for it, and now the conditions are pretty good. After all, it is the request of the superiors, and we can't say that we are openly defying it, right?"

Yan Lei said: "Or else..."

Qiao Wei knew what he was going to say: "No, or else."

She only lived as a housewife for a period of time when she first came here. At that time, she had to adapt to the environment of this world and adapt to the new life from a single young woman to suddenly having a husband and children. She also wanted to tidy up a house with a yard to make it the way she wanted.

But when all this was settled, she couldn't stay at home anymore.

There was no internet.

There was no internet at all.

There wasn't even a bookstore in the town, and she had to go to the county seat to buy a book. The "interesting" books were more or less problematic, and with the wheels of history approaching, she didn't dare to bring them home.

The conditions for being a "homebody" weren't met in this era.

Of course, what she wanted most was to stay at the radio station. That was the most comfortable state. But her superior wanted to transfer her, and she really couldn't refuse unless she resigned and went home.

Yan Lei actually felt that someone as energetic as Qiao Wei couldn't stay at home.

It was a waste of talent, and it was too boring.

But he suddenly froze.

Qiao Wei only started working in early August, and it's actually been less than two months now. Before this, she...she had clearly stayed at home for several years.

How could he so naturally think that "she couldn't stay at home"?

Now when he thought of Qiao Wei, the pictures in his mind were all bright or charming.

What was it like in the past?

It was actually blurred.

It was all her smiling face and laughter.

Instinctively, he didn't want to think about the past.

"Xiangxiang will follow me. Although she still has to be sent to kindergarten, at least it's under my nose." Qiao Wei said, "The kindergarten in the compound is really not good."

The quality of the kindergarten teachers of military wives is not good. If Xiangxiang is to be sent there, it would be better to entrust her to Sister Yang.

But Qiao Wei still felt that it would be more reassuring to have Yan Xiang by her side.

Yan Lei's thoughts were brought back to the present.

He held Xiangxiang in his arms: "Do you want to go with mom or to the compound?"

"With mom. I want to ride a bike, too."

"It's a hassle without a child seat," Qiao Wei said, "I'm mainly afraid of getting my legs stuck."

Although Qiao Wei is from a single-parent family, the family conditions are OK. My mother has been driving me to and from school since I was a child, and I have no memory of riding a bicycle on the back seat.

But I have seen many people complaining online about their experience of having their legs stuck by the wheels of the bicycle when they were young. Since

the only condition at hand was a bicycle, I had to consider this matter.

She even took Yan Xiang over and put him on the back seat of the bicycle, and told him: "Don't stretch your feet in randomly. It will get stuck all of a sudden, and it hurts so much."

Yan Xiang promised: "I won't stretch my feet randomly."

But Qiao Wei was still worried.

Yan Lei asked, "What is this child chair you are talking about?"

"It's a chair installed on a bicycle for children to sit on." Qiao Wei said deliberately, "It's only available in big cities."

Yan Lei didn't doubt it. He said, "You can draw, can you draw one for me?"

It would be troublesome to make it yourself. She might be seconded for a period of time, and the bicycle was not hers.

Qiao Wei thought it was unnecessary.

But Yan Lei said, "Draw it, I want to see what it looks like, and let me know."

He asked, so Qiao Wei drew one.

"Here, you see, it's like a chair. It would be more comfortable if it had a backrest. You can lean back, save energy, and make your waist more comfortable. It would be more advanced to have armrests on both sides, but it's OK without them. It would be best to have a triangular guard plate underneath to block the leg activity area. It would be more comfortable for children to step on. The guard plate would block the feet and prevent them from sticking in. It's also safe."

Yan Lei asked Yan Xiang to sit in the back seat of the car, and he took a ruler to measure his legs.

Qiao Wei was surprised: "Are you really going to do it?"

Yan Lei did not give an accurate answer, but only said vaguely: "I'll measure it."

If he wants to do it, then do it. If he can do it, of course it will be good.

The problem is that this car is not his personal property. If the installation or disassembly causes wear and tear to the car, the warehouse manager may complain.

It doesn't matter, the worst that can happen is that he will lose some money. Of course, Yan Xiang is more important.

The next day, Qiao Wei returned home and called Yan Xiang in high spirits: "Xiangxiang, let's go~!"

Yan Xiang was a little excited. Because he had hardly left the town. Or maybe he left when he was a child, but he was too young to remember it. He only had the experience of going to the countryside with his father last time. He was full of curiosity about what the county town was like.

In short, for Yan Xiang, this was something worth looking forward to.

In order to protect Yan Xiang's little butt, Qiao Wei and Yan Lei cut up some old clothes and wrapped the back seat last night. It was much more comfortable this way.

Qiao Wei repeatedly reminded Yan Xiang of the precautions: "You can grab here under the seat, or grab your mother's clothes, just hold on firmly. Don't stretch your legs randomly."

Yan Xiang was helpless: "Mom, I've remembered it. Let's go quickly."

All right. The nagging old mother first carried the child into the car, then kicked off the legs, straddled it, and set off.

Later, Yan Xiang mentioned this childhood in his memoirs:

[The days at the radio station were very happy. Everyone was very nice to me. The stationmaster uncle also assigned me work, as if I were an extra-staff employee. I once thought that I had grown up and was very proud.

Then my mother went to the county. I especially like the road from the town to the county. Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, she rode very fast, the wind brushed my cheeks, and I felt like flying.

She often yelled at me to look at the clouds in the sky, the circling flocks of birds, the large fields of crops, and the rows of poplar trees. Things that others are tired of and ignore are all beautiful things to her.

The line where the earth and the sky meet in the distance is called the horizon, and the sunlight shines obliquely on the road through the gaps between the poplar trees with clear lines, which is the Tyndall effect. She told me all these.

I have experienced that special era, but I have never felt the haze. Come to think of it, it's because I have a mother who loves life and brings me so much laughter and sunshine. So much so that later when I talked to others about that era, I often wondered if we were really experiencing the same era. 】

There are obviously more bicycles in the county than in the town.

When she arrived at the county committee, Qiao Wei showed the transfer letter and the introduction letter from the town committee to the communication room, parked and locked the bicycle, and took Yan Xiang to find Secretary Huang.

I had met him before, but I had never spoken.

Secretary Huang said; "Is this your child?"

Yan Xiang didn't need an adult to remind him, he said: "Hello, uncle." He

looked like a well-educated child. Secretary Huang praised him: "Good child."

"Let's put the child in place first." He said.

He asked someone to take Qiao Wei to the kindergarten first.

When the accompanying person arrived there, he gave the secretary of the kindergarten a note: "This is a comrade who is on secondment. Her child will be placed with you during the secondment."

Although the county town is not a city, it is already a city dweller. Especially since this is a government-run kindergarten, the kindergarten teachers seem to have better personal hygiene than the military wives in the family compound kindergarten.

But when she heard that Qiao Wei was seconded from the town, the kindergarten teacher was a little arrogant and muttered: "How come those who are on secondment can be sent here?"

Regional discrimination was quite severe in this era. Before the popularization of television, the popularity of Mandarin was also very low. Basically, everyone spoke with an accent. You can tell whether they are locals or outsiders, city dwellers or country people as soon as you listen.

It is... very convenient for discrimination.

City people look down on country people, and people from big places look down on people from small places.

It's just a county, but because it's a government kindergarten, even the kindergarten teachers have a sense of superiority.

Qiao Wei smiled slightly.

"Teacher Wang, right? Yan Xiang is troubling you. But..." She said in fluent Mandarin, "Although our child's father is a regiment-level cadre, on the same level as Secretary Meng, Teacher Wang, you should not get used to him. Our family does not allow children to bully other children by relying on their father. If he has such behavior, please tell me and I will discipline him."

Yan Xiang looked up at his mother in surprise.

When did he bully other children? Did his mother make a mistake?

He wanted to speak, but his mother's hand gently patted him on the head. There is always some tacit understanding between mother and son, so Yan Xiang shut up.

Teacher Wang was stunned by the words "equal to Secretary Meng".

Secretary Meng, the secretary of the county committee, the top leader of a county. This woman's lover is equal to Secretary Meng.

The more people rely on certain power to oppress others, the easier it is to be oppressed by power.

The more people rely on power, the more they respect power.

Not to mention that Qiao Wei speaks standard Mandarin, sounding as if she is from Beijing.

She stood at the top of the contempt chain in an instant.

"Yes, it's a cadre family?" Teacher Wang said hurriedly, "Then don't worry, the child will be fine here. You can work with peace of mind."

Qiao Wei nodded slightly: "I am confident in your work. Sorry, teacher."

She wore a classic, never-wrong combination of a white shirt and green military pants. Nowadays, this is the most fashionable in the county.

Teacher Wang's sense of superiority was gone. When he looked at her straight in the eye, he found that her military satchel and military water bottle were genuine at first glance, and they were very new and clean. Unlike some people who got them half-used through connections.

Teacher Wang said: "No trouble, no trouble, come on, little friend, your name is Yan Xiang, right? Follow the teacher."

This conversation was actually only thirty seconds long.

But the person accompanying them stood beside them and clearly felt the change in atmosphere.

He glanced at Qiao Wei, smiling, and found it very interesting.

After the child was settled, they returned to Secretary Huang.

Secretary Huang said, "The secretary just finished a meeting, you go see the secretary." Secretary

Meng told Secretary Huang yesterday that he wanted to see Qiao Wei, but it was not arranged by Secretary Huang himself.

Qiao Wei knocked on the door and went in.

The staff member who had just accompanied them to the kindergarten came up to Secretary Huang and told him what happened at the kindergarten gate.

"She's quite powerful." He said with a smile, "She suppressed Xiao Wang."

People at that time were not familiar with the word "aura". If they were familiar with it, they would know that the "powerful" he was talking about was called a strong aura.

Secretary Huang frowned: "Oh?"

Secretary Meng was very friendly to Qiao Wei.

One reason was because the girl was talented, and the other was because she was a military dependent. Secretary Meng also served in the army and had a natural affinity for military dependents.

Her husband was the combat hero Yan Lei, the youngest regiment commander in the military region. He was not only a celebrity, but also had a bright future.

Secretary Meng said: "There is a lot of work to be done in the merger of towns and counties, and it is also an opportunity for young people to shine. During this time, you should stay here."

He said some encouraging words to Qiao Wei, and the meeting ended.

"Secretary Huang will arrange your work."

Qiao Wei came out of the secretary's office and went to find Secretary Huang: "... they said you would arrange it."

Secretary Huang said: "Yes, then, Xiao Pan, you take Qiao Wei to the Propaganda Department."

Qiao Wei is a broadcaster and originally belonged to the Propaganda Department of the town committee. She herself thought that since she was seconded this time, she should be arranged in the Propaganda Department. So she didn't feel anything strange at all.

Xiao Pan was the staff member who accompanied her to the kindergarten just now.

He was slightly surprised, but didn't show it.

He was from the office.

There are many departments in the government agencies. In addition, there is a special department called "Office", which is an auxiliary department of the leader and plays a role in connecting the leaders and the various departments and coordinating the organization.

There are no fools who can make it in this department.

Qiao Wei was seconded here by Secretary Meng. She is different from the people who are randomly seconded from subordinate units to serve as laborers because the town committee is too busy.

Xiao Pan originally thought that Qiao Wei would be assigned to the office. Unexpectedly, Secretary Huang assigned her to the Propaganda Department.

But Xiao Pan naturally would not reveal anything in front of Qiao Wei. He smiled kindly: "Let's go to the Propaganda Department."

He sent Qiao Wei there and arranged it. When he came back, he didn't ask much, but reported to Secretary Huang: "Hand it over to Section Chief Zhou."

Secretary Huang nodded.

Secretary Meng didn't find out that Qiao Wei was not assigned to the office until noon.

He was slightly surprised.

Secretary Huang criticized himself: "I think she is a writer, and it is more appropriate to put her in the Propaganda Department. Should we ask her to come back?"

Secretary Huang is right. It is not wrong to put her in the office or the Propaganda Department.

But leaders are afraid of changing their orders every day. What the office does represents the leader's intention.

Secretary Meng waved his hand: "No, just put her in the Propaganda Department."

The young comrade is young and energetic, and it's okay for her to do more work.