Fengcheng old events

Chapter 119 The Third Day

The child does not cry or fuss, sleeps after eating, and stares around with big eyes when he wakes up, just a little milky.It's not a big deal for a child to drink milk, and the couple didn't take it to heart.

After staying in the hospital for two days, everything was normal. Liu Guixin also recovered, and started to make arrangements to go home.

Although it doesn't cost money to live in the hospital these days, it is inconvenient to eat and live, and it is cold.

This is the era of universal welfare. The country has arrangements for all aspects and considers them carefully. Therefore, although they are poor at the moment, there is insufficient material and there is no entertainment, but people are living happily at the moment, with rich and powerful spiritual beliefs. The sense of identity is quite high.

Although Zhang Qingzhi does not have the status of a cadre, he is a veteran party member and a member of the factory party's small tune group. The status of a factory militia cadre is still very different from that of ordinary workers.

For example, his actual treatment enjoys the standard of the middle-level cadres of the factory. He often flaunts in front of the leaders, participates in some organizational activities, and can directly talk to the relevant leaders of the workshop and factory office.

For example, he can easily borrow a car from the factory to take his wife and children home.There are currently four to five thousand workers in the concentrator from top to bottom. There are only a handful of workers who can do this, and even ordinary cadres in some workshops can't reach it.

His starting point in the factory is quite high, mainly because he has such a long party and military service, and the evaluation given by the army is also high.In this era, the social status of the army is very high, and the local government also attaches great importance to it.

Last night was another night of sleet, and the whole world seemed to be frozen. The thick snow was smashed into a mess by the light rain with snowflakes, and then it was frozen into various strange shapes in the north wind. of ice cubes.

On the day of March NO.15, the sky was gloomy, the wind was stronger than usual, and the damp and cold air accumulated in the night was wantonly raging in the small town.

There were very few people on the street, and occasionally one of them covered his eyes so that only his eyes were exposed and hurried past.The slogan on the wall swayed wildly in the wind, as if trying to get rid of the shackles of the bricks.

The red flags on factories, schools, work units, gates and building roofs bent the flagpoles to one side.

Only the big tin speakers hanging everywhere stubbornly played the important news declaration and revolutionary songs. Although the sound was a bit intermittent when blown by the wind, it finally added a little vitality to this world that seemed to be still. .

During this period, various units would install such large iron horns within a certain range to tell the time, broadcast news, rebroadcast radio programs, and publicize.

Different revolutionary factions use these trumpets as positions to attack and slander each other to promote themselves and boost morale.There are frequent fights over the rights to broadcast these speakers.

The revolutionary form in industrial areas is relatively more complicated than that in agricultural areas. There are many factories and mountains, plus government departments and schools. Like a pot of porridge.

But in Nanfen, the most powerful will always be the three major factories and mines. There is no way, there are many people and strength, and the rest of the forces are suppressed so that they have no power to fight back.Fortunately, they don't care much about the situation outside the factory, as long as they don't directly provoke them, they can live in peace.

So as long as there is no war between the factions of the Three Factories and Mine, it is basically relatively peaceful.

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In Liu Jinrong's ward, the eldest, third, fifth, and fifth girls of the Sun family were all around the bed to watch the baby.

"Oh, those big eyes, really Gen, still look at me."

"Why doesn't he make a sound? Just keep watching."

"Zhenbai, it looks so tender, I want to take a bite."

The eldest is already considered an adult and knows many things. The third, fourth, and fifth children have always taken care of them when they were young. It can be said that Liu Guixin has better experience in raising children than Liu Guixin.

"Auntie, doesn't he never cry? I never heard a sound."

Liu Guixin looked at the child and shook his head: "Don't cry. The doctor patted the baby for a long time and then made a sound or two. It's been three days without trouble. When I wake up, I look around, eat when I'm fed, and sleep when I'm tired."

The fifth child said, "Can't be dumb?"

The boss slapped the fifth child on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The third child put his head close to the child's face to tease him, and said, "No, I can hear the voice very well, and the eyes turn so quickly."

The fifth child said, "Daqing can still hear the sound."

The boss raised his hand and slapped him again: "Can you die if you don't speak? What a fool."

The third child shouted: "You laughed, you see, it's really funny."

The boss said: "Pull it down, it will take two or three months for you to laugh so much." I still leaned over to have a look.

Liu Guixin said: "It's a smile, a smirk without a purpose. What you said, Pei Lan, is a deliberate smile that recognizes someone. It's not the same thing."

The boss said: "I'm talking about real laughter, the kind of haha ​​quack, laugh out loud. I remember that Xiaoping was the earliest, one and a half months, and Xiaoli was the latest, and the corner of his mouth twitched after more than three months."

The fifth child yelled at the eldest: "Big sister, big sister, am I the first to laugh?"

The boss gave her a sideways look: "Well, because you are the most stupid, careless play."

With a squeak, the door opened and then closed heavily. Zhang Qingzhi walked in, took off his cotton cap and patted his body a few times habitually: "Have you finished packing? The car is here." He walked to the bed and looked around Child: "No movement yet?"

Liu Guixin pushed Zhang Qingzhi: "Stay away, you're cold, you won't listen to what you say. It's not good if there is no movement, you have to cry all day long?"

Zhang Qingzhi was a little worried, and scratched his head: "Can't you be like the sixth child?"

Liu Guixin glared at him: "What's wrong? Can't talk. Pack up quickly. Did the doctor say anything?"

Zhang Qingzhi nodded and stood up to pack his things: "I said it, I said it again just now."

In fact, there is nothing. I helped Liu Guixin put on the clothes layer by layer, wrapped in a coat, a cotton hat around the neck and a big mask, and his hands were stuffy, so he was afraid of being blown by the wind.

The child is wrapped in a sewn quilt, wrapped in a blanket, and tied with a cloth belt to prevent it from spreading.

There is nothing else, the lunch box is from the restaurant at the door, just go back when you get there, there is a thermos, a little toilet paper, a few apples, all in your pocket.

While tidying up, when the door opened, Director Feng walked in: "Serve the people. Are you ready to leave? It's fine, your family is in good health. The child is tight, it's a bit windy outside today. How do you go?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "The car was sent by the factory. I have troubled you for the past few days, thank you. I will wait for the child to come home for dinner after the full moon."

Director Feng went over to look at the child, and said with a smile, "I really have to eat this meal from your family, and that scared me, oh, what a blessing."

(End of this chapter)