The Age of Rebirth

Chapter 3 We Workers Have Power

Li Weidong entered the arranged dormitory, and the dormitory has also changed. The roommate in his previous life was a colleague who came a year earlier than him in the machining workshop.

Now it is Zheng Yang who reported with him, a graduate of Handong Secondary Technical School.

"Brother Li, hello, my name is Zheng Yang, you are really amazing, you can be admitted to a school like Beijing Institute of Technology!" Zheng Yang was extremely envious.

"Hello, those who failed the exam, it's not the same for both of us, the process is different, but the goal is the same!"

For his admirers, Li Weidong was quite happy and said something with a smile.

"How can it be the same? You are a cadre, and you have more than 100 people after you become a regular. Although we are also doing it, but the rank is much lower, and the salary is not as high as your internship. And I heard that college students are now advocated to be leaders. You are three years old. Five years may be the leader!"

Naturally, Li Weidong would not refute Zheng Yang's child's words. What's the point of being a leader?
"Are you a child from the factory?"

"My dad works in moulds, my mother works in the factory hospital, my brother works in the stamping workshop, and my sister works in finance and accounting. Our whole family works in the factory. If we can't fit in our house, let me live in a dormitory!"

Li Weidong was stunned for a moment. Although he knew that the factory was his home, he was not so powerful.

In fact, many state-owned enterprises at this time are like this.

Relatives are related to relatives, and relationships are related to relationships. A factory may never move another place for the rest of its life, and they all plan to work for the rest of their lives.

It's a pity that the later market economy did not allow this to happen. Although the feelings are still there, this kind of relationship-based enterprise is destined to fall behind and be eliminated.

And Zheng Yang's family is just a brief microcosm of countless state-owned enterprise families.

"Where are your brother-in-law and sister-in-law?"

"My sister-in-law is taking care of the children at home. My sister is not married yet. Why don't you get to know her? My sister is beautiful!"

There is no need to guess, Li Weidong will definitely be a hot item, and college students are rare these days.

"Hehe, let's go eat!" Li Weidong couldn't refuse this boy who wanted to be his brother-in-law, so he could only change the subject.

Taking the rice bowl to the cafeteria, a few cents of the meal ticket can afford a doubtful life, but the weather is too hot, which makes Li Weidong, who is used to the air-conditioned environment, very uncomfortable, so he ate a few mouthfuls and ran outside to enjoy the cool.

Standing against the wall by the gate of the factory area, watching a few old men playing chess under the street lamp, maybe this is the most interesting activity so far, there are a bunch of them here and there.

Li Weidong knows how to play, or understands the rules, but when playing, compared with the old man opposite, Li Weidong is confident that within ten steps he will see the difference.

This thing depends on experience and talent, he has neither.

"Crack!" Li Weidong raised his hand to look at the dead body and blood in his palm, and wanted to find a piece of paper to wipe it off, but finally rubbed it against the wall. Paper is such a luxury.

In an era when old books and waste cigarette boxes are needed to go to the toilet, what is paper smoking is a question worth thinking about.

Unable to bear the mosquito bites, Li Weidong walked towards the dormitory area. Zheng Yang went home after eating. On the first day of work, he had to report to his parents. In the future, he could earn his own living, and he could pay money to his family every month to have a status. people.

Li Weidong just met his parents a month ago, but they were old parents, parents in their 80s, and parents in their 50s and [-]s, it seemed that he had forgotten.

But in the eyes of children, parents are always like that, they seem to never grow old, but they never seem to be young.

Li Weidong's family is the same as families in this era. There are many brothers and sisters. There is an older sister, a younger brother, and a younger sister. The four siblings almost crushed the backs of their parents.

My father is a craftsman, a carpenter, a part-time blacksmith, and a bricklayer.

This is a man of science and engineering with some artistic flavor, but he was born in the countryside. If it weren't for the reform and opening up, he might never have a bright future.

Looking at it from a historical perspective, my mother is a typical rural person, not afraid of trouble, but has a strong temper, and spends almost all her energy on raising the four siblings.

Suddenly Li Weidong wanted to do something impulsive and wanted to go back and have a look.

After getting my graduation certificate and files, I came all the way from the capital and had no time to go home to visit my parents.

It's not that he didn't think about giving up this job, traveling through the clan by himself, and still not being able to eat.

It's a pity that looking at the ten yuan in my pocket and the situation at home, I still can't help it.

It is absolutely unacceptable to ask for leave just after work. It's not that you are not allowed, but that the leader thinks you don't understand the overall situation and is embarrassing.

It usually only takes a moment to form an impression, and it may take several years to change this moment.

Back in the dormitory, Zheng Yang hadn't come back yet, so he turned on the light and took out a small box, which contained some of Li Weidong's personal belongings, a few books and notebooks, and a photo album.

Five-inch graduation photos, three-inch black-and-white photos, and one-inch photo stickers (ID photos).

This is a commemorative book left by Li Weidong's college classmates. In today's era, graduation may mean never seeing each other again for life.

Li Weidong took out another notebook and turned to the first page. There were already a few words on it, and the words had been traced countless times, and the soul asked three times.

The second page was still blank. Li Weidong wanted to write about what he could do in the future and what conditions he had to do. No matter how many times he thought about it, he couldn't leave a single word.

"Hey, do I still have to go the old way when I come back to life?"

Sighing, he closed the notebook heavily. It seemed that the old road was the best way to go, otherwise he would do something earth-shattering with just a dozen dollars in his pocket.

It is better to tell the factory leaders to transform quickly. Our factory will have a good day in three to five years. Who will believe you?

Early the next morning, a loud voice sounded.

"Hey, we workers are powerful. We are busy with work every day. Hey, we are busy with work every day. We have built high-rise buildings, built railways and coal mines, and transformed the world. It has changed, hey, hey!"

The extremely penetrating sound made the sleeping Li Weidong open his eyes. The open window not only allowed the sound to pass through, but also let in the dazzling sunlight.

The sun came very early in the summer, and it was only seven o'clock when he checked his watch. Li Weidong, who wanted to keep his eyes closed, opened them again, and looked at the surrounding scenery blankly. Well, he was still in a dream, not bad.

"Xiao Zheng, get up, it's time to go to work!"

"Brother Li, it's the first time, and there's still time to get up after the third time!" Zheng Yang said in a daze.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, 10 minutes later, the song sounded twice in succession, we workers have strength, and the wake-up number is very unique.

Waking up to this sound every day is definitely the greatest hatred and the greatest insult for a certain song, and it is the most effective means of bringing this classic old song down from the altar.

Packed up, put on blue overalls, and walked into the big cafeteria, full of voices, this is the working-class atmosphere.

There are a lot of people eating breakfast in the big cafeteria. They have three meals a day, and the least they can do is breakfast.

Whether married or not, those with or without children will go to the cafeteria to have a bite.

Easy and fast!
　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)