dream village

"Brother Wen, what are your plans?" Zhang Tao looked a little gloomy.

"What else can I do? I want to repeat the exam, but how can my family afford it? Besides, my foundation is too poor, so I'm afraid I'll fail the exam if I repeat the exam." Xiaowen said mockingly.

"Then what are you going to do?" Zhang Tao asked again.

Xiaowen pondered for a while and said, "It's definitely not possible to stay at home. I can't stand the days when my parents face the loess. I'm going to go south to work and see if I can make a name for myself."

"It's not that easy to work part time!" Zhang Tao said casually.

"Yes! The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. As the old saying goes, it is good to be at home for a thousand days, but everything is difficult when you go out. It is difficult to understand this difficult word unless you go outside, let alone the ups and downs of part-time work." Xiaowen His expression was a little lonely and sad.

"You have never worked outside the home, why do you sigh?" Zhang Tao was surprised.

"My cousin Peng Xiaoan, you know him." Xiaowen turned around and said.

"Of course we know each other. He's one year older than us. Your cousin is pretty nice and has taken care of us a lot." Zhang Tao looked at Xiaowen and asked concerned, "What is he doing now? How is he doing?"

Xiaowen sighed and said, "Oh! Don't mention it, it's just tears of joy. After graduating last year, he went to Guangdong, and it took him more than a month to find a job. , The lessons learned are more than the sum of the past ten years. The little money I brought from home was spent in a few days, and then I had to starve, sleep on the street, look like a beggar, and be beaten brutally , It is really unbearable to look back. In desperation, he had no choice but to work as a small worker on a construction site. He worked hard, sweated and bled for more than a month, and his skin peeled off several layers. He didn't earn a penny. Mixed three meals a day and a place to stay at night.

"Later, I joined an electronics factory under the introduction of a fellow villager. I worked almost twelve hours a day. In addition to work, I slept every day. I even had to rush to eat and go to the toilet. The small factory is less than 1000 square meters, but it is crowded. More than 450 people work and live in it. The environment is extremely harsh, with piles of garbage piled up in the factory area, the air is polluted, flies and mosquitoes are buzzing everywhere, competing with people for the site, especially the poisonous gas, noise in the workshop, and the canteen’s dog-buying food. Good people can also get sick all over. The monthly salary is [-] yuan, which sounds a lot, much better than doing farm work at home, but basically there is not much left after deducting living expenses and pocket expenses.

"So he had to change factories and change jobs three times within a few months. But for ordinary wage earners, their fate is similar no matter where they go to work. Low wages, harsh environment, high-intensity work, no dignity, no freedom, no Safety and health guarantee. The wage earners linger on like ants and run tirelessly like machines. In fact, in the eyes of those bosses, the wage earners are not even as good as the machines. The machines can still get their love and regular maintenance, while the wage earners Their life, old age, sickness and death do not get their attention and care at all. What they pursue is their own wealth and value. When the wage earners still have value, they use them like slaves and squeeze them desperately; when they are worthless, Just throw it away like grass and ignore it.”

"Where is he now?" Zhang Tao couldn't help asking again.

"You're back, are you still lying on the bed?" The corner of Xiao Wen's mouth twitched, as if he was suddenly hit by something.

"What's the matter!" Zhang Tao asked anxiously.

"One of his feet was crushed by the workshop machine, and the factory paid [-] yuan to send someone back."

When Xiaowen said this, Zhang Tao felt the indignation, dissatisfaction and sadness that were violently churning in his heart.His eyes were shining brightly, it was not joy and hope, but helplessness and sadness.

Zhang Tao didn't expect that Xiaoan would suffer such a great misfortune during the year outside, and he also didn't expect that his simple question would make Xiaowen feel so much emotion, it was like pouring salt on his wound.

Zhang Tao looked at him with some embarrassment, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

"Is there any help for a high school diploma?" Zhang Tao asked shamelessly again.

Although he has already taken root in his hometown to fight for his dream villa, but this is only a distant dream!Without funding, this dream would never have been possible.He is eager to learn some information about going out to work, that is, he hopes to explore another shortcut to make a fortune for himself and for the villagers in the village.

"It's useless! It's too hard to use as a wiper. Those two-week training and a few hundred dollars for a mechanic's certificate are much better than it." Xiaowen said disdainfully.

"Some manufacturers clearly stipulate that they do not recruit high school graduates. The reason they explain is that most high school graduates have high eyesight and low abilities. They are unwilling to do heavy and dirty work, and they can't do technical work. Only a few more such people who are full of complaints, blaming others, and gossiping, will bring down the atmosphere in the factory. And the most important thing is that high school graduates are often active in thinking and strong in autonomy, and they are unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. The factory reuses them and trains them to become technical backbones or managers, and if they feel unsatisfactory, they will leave and make wedding clothes for others in vain.”

After a pause, he continued: "I also plan to spend a month training to get an electrician certificate this time. With this certificate, it will be easier to find a job there, maybe you can get a job as a technician, and the salary will be much better. "

At this point, he changed the subject, and his tone suddenly became more serious, "I really don't understand why the national education does such things that are so blind and wasteful of people's money? We don't care about primary education, which is counted as literacy and basic education. It takes six years in junior high school, and if you repeat the study, it will take a few more years. The family spends so much money, we spend so much time and energy, and learn so many things. What are we trying to do? If we are admitted to university , It's worth it to have an iron rice bowl, and the painstaking efforts of ourselves and our parents and relatives have not been in vain.

"But going to university is a single-plank bridge. It is so difficult to squeeze through this bridge. Every year, thousands of students are squeezed. What? As far as the situation in Shennong City is concerned, it is probably only one in five percent at best, so what about the remaining 490 nine?

"Living in the society, looking for their own way, each showing their own talents. Those with broad roads and backgrounds, such as Mengzi, will directly participate in the work. Those with money in the family can also start a business and become the boss. People like us who have no money and no power at home are nothing more than There are almost two ways, or work, scurrying around like a headless fly; or farming, like the fathers, working hard all day in the severe cold and heat to become a new farmer with knowledge and high education."