Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 547 Opening the Letter
Thursday, October 1, sunny.

When Tang Zhitong arrived at school, in addition to taking the exam, Teacher Zhou came to the classroom and gave Tang Zhitong a certificate for outstanding students at the school level. The students in Class 593 of the Cable Department applauded and expressed their congratulations.

Just a certificate without any other accompanying rewards. If it were other students, they might have been given some preferential treatment when the award was distributed.

That's how it ended. There was no big scene, just a sloppy finish.

The classmates did not show any envy, and everyone felt that they deserved the title.

Over the past six months, everyone has seen what Tang Zhitong has done, which is competent and qualified. In particular, he helped most of the students exchange carrots for national food coupons, and he also secured more social practice for everyone than other classes. Everyone is convinced.

After finishing the exam in the afternoon, Tang Zhitong still did not go to the escort department. He had agreed with his classmate Xiao Wang yesterday to go to the Women's Federation today to see if the publishing house had delivered the letter.

A sack of letters is not easy to carry, and we can't let Ye Zhijuan carry it back by herself, right?
Although the Women's Federation is a high-level unit, it is not difficult to get in. After asking the purpose and registering, we will be allowed in.

These days, it’s not difficult to enter the doors of most units. As long as you have a legitimate reason, they generally won’t make things difficult for you. After all, it’s only been ten years.

"Director Ye, are you busy?" Tang Zhitong came to the Women's Federation for the first time. He asked for Ye Zhijuan's office at the gate, knocked on the door, and found someone else inside after opening it.

"You kid, you're yelling nonsense." Ye Zhijuan saw Tang Zhitong, pointed at the stool next to her and said, "Sit down and wait for a moment."

"Hey, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go outside and have a cigarette." It seems that "calling people by their job title while working" does not apply to everyone. Tang Zhitong did not know the person next to him, he smiled and nodded at them, then turned his head back and stood at the door to smoke.

Director Ye is at such a high level, but not only did he not see any secretary, he didn't even have a place to receive or meet guests. There was nothing he could do about it, because the Women's Federation's territory was not big.

After about ten minutes, the person inside came out and greeted me in a friendly manner: "You are Director Ye's son-in-law, right? You are really handsome. Director Ye wants you to come in."

"Okay, thank you!" Tang Zhitong saw that the other person had no intention of introducing himself, so he didn't bother to do so.

"Did Wenwen tell you?" Ye Zhijuan didn't expect her son-in-law to come over today. After explaining what happened just now, she poured him a glass of water and asked.

"Well, I told you, we're worried that there are too many things and you can't carry them." Tang Zhitong took the water cup. The water cup was okay, it was made of porcelain and had a lid.

It is quite ordinary, because most of the mechanisms use something similar to porcelain cups.

It’s neither ordinary nor uncommon, because ordinary people don’t have it.

"Yes, there are quite a few. Comrades from the publishing house delivered two sacks today." Ye Zhijuan pointed to the corner behind her, where two sacks were quietly stacked.

"Wow, that's quite a lot." Tang Zhitong took a look and saw that both sacks were almost full. If the recipients were different, based on the amount he was delivering at the time, he would definitely not be able to finish it in one day. It would take at least two days.

"I talked to several experts today. We can't just accept the letter and be done with it. We have to sort out the readers' corrections and opinions based on the content of the letter, combine and refer to them, and then revise them in the new version." Ye Zhijuan immediately arranged a new job for her son-in-law.

"Haven't they already started printing more?" Tang Zhitong said bitterly. Even if he opened all these letters, it would take him half a day. If he read them again and registered his opinions...

I'm so tired.

"The reprinting is for emergency purposes, and it will definitely need revisions." Ye Zhijuan smiled after seeing her son-in-law's expression, "I've told the experts that you are not a professional, and they know that. You should read the letters from your perspective, find out what you think is correct, and make a statistics. The bulk of this work will still be done by the experts finding people to handle it. But this time the time is tight and the task is heavy, so you have to pay attention and not let down your guard."

"Okay, since you've said so, I have to do it." Tang Zhitong knew he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it. It wasn't easy to earn these few dozen dollars, and he also had to take care of the after-sales service. Who could he complain to?
"Well. We will have to hold a meeting at that time, and you can attend it." Ye Zhijuan instructed.

"Okay." Tang Zhitong agreed. These days there are no online video conferences or electronic circulation of official documents. Many things have to be communicated face to face, and it becomes more obvious the higher you go up. However, Tang Zhitong did not expect that this day would come so soon, and it had nothing to do with his job.

"Can you take it? If not, come back tomorrow." Ye Zhijuan had a lot of things on hand and did not keep her son-in-law for long.

"No problem. When I was doing delivery work, I went to the transfer office every day to carry letters and newspapers. I carried much more than this." Tang Zhitong stood up, walked to the corner, and carried one in each hand. They were not heavy at all.

"Okay, then I won't see you off." Ye Zhijuan helped her son-in-law open the office door and sent him away.

Tang Zhitong tied the letters on the back seat. The comrades from the publishing house were not professional in packing the letters. The sack looked large, but the letters inside were not arranged in a regular pattern and were a bit fluffy.

While tying the letters, Tang Zhitong thought that maybe there were not as many letters as he thought.

When she got home, Zhang Guifang handed a letter to Tang Zhitong: "Anzi, I have a letter for you today."

"Well, I can't go through with the letters today." Tang Zhitong first put the two sacks of letters into the west wing, then turned around and took the letters from Zhang Guifang.

"Are these the letters Wenwen mentioned?" Zhang Guifang asked when she saw the two sacks.

"Well, it's not too old or young." Tang Zhitong did not rush to open the sack, but read the letter in his hand first.

The letter was written by Mark Jian. Judging from the postmark, it was sent this morning and arrived in my hands this afternoon. The speed is amazing.

Ma Kejian expressed his gratitude again in the letter, and then said that he accepted Tang Zhitong's kindness, and at the same time left the name of the pastry chef.

"Are you going to clean up today?" Zhang Guifang looked at her son and then at the sack.

"Well, everything needs to be sorted out." Tang Zhitong finished reading Ma Kejian's letter and put it into the envelope.

"Okay, then I'll cook today." Zhang Guifang thought she couldn't help her son in any way, so she took the initiative to take charge of the household chores.

Tang Zhitong was in the side room. He first used a plug-in to light the stove, then found some letter paper and wrote a reply to Ma Kejian.

The content of the letter was not long. It mainly told Mark Jian that the matter would not be pushed forward so quickly and asked him to wait patiently.

After writing and sealing the letter, Tang Zhitong found a notebook to record his opinions and began to sort out the letters. Tang Zhitong had never been a teacher, nor had any experience in marking papers, but he had friends who had participated in marking college entrance examination papers.

A friend carefully told Tang Zhitong that a college entrance examination essay stays in the examiner's field of vision for only about one minute.

The examiner reads the paper at a glance and then gives his or her score based on his or her experience.

For students, neat handwriting is very important, because in the eyes of examiners, neat handwriting will have a score on the paper, followed by the content.

As long as the content stays on topic, the composition score is generally above average.

Some people may ask, the essay score is so high, and a one-point difference can mean hundreds of points. How can a student’s more than ten years of hard work be determined based on the subjective evaluation of the examiner in just one minute?
In fact, this is not the case.

In order to avoid this situation, each college entrance examination essay is not reviewed by one teacher, but by at least two teachers.

As long as the difference between the two scores is not too big, the score of the main examiner will be used.

If the difference between the two scores is more than a certain point, the test paper will appear on the desk of the group leader, who will organize a meeting of teachers to evaluate it and finally determine how many points it is worth.

Before the implementation of electronic marking, this method was very troublesome. After the implementation of electronic marking, marking became much simpler, and it was double-blind, so neither side could see the other's scores, making it more fair.

This time, Tang Zhitong experienced what it was like to be a marking teacher. If the handwriting was sloppy, he would just glance at it. If there were no constructive comments, he would just skip it.

If the handwriting is very neat, take a closer look.

The more Tang Zhitong read, the more he felt that impression points were important. He planned to emphasize this to his younger brothers and sisters, asking them to pay attention to the neatness of their handwriting in their daily lives and not to cram at the last minute.

"Hey, are you reading the letters?" Before he knew it, Tang Zhitong had turned on the light. There were already several thick piles of letters on the table. When classmate Xiao Wang came back, he made a joke.

"Oh, I'm so tired." Tang Zhitong heard Xiao Wang's movement, put down the letter, stretched, turned his neck, clicked twice, and directly assigned a task to Xiao Wang: "Come, help me open the letter. Opening the letter is more troublesome than reading it."

"Aren't you going to reply to your dear, loyal reader?" Student Xiao Wang noticed the letters on the table. The letter paper and envelopes were separate. It would be okay if there were two letters, as he could tell who wrote them by comparing the handwriting. When replying, he could just copy the address on the envelope. But the way Tang Zhitong arranged them was a mess.

"No, I won't be able to reply even if I die of exhaustion." Tang Zhitong shook his head firmly. These days, replies have to be handwritten, and one can't write many words in an hour. He doesn't want to go through this torture.

After hearing this, Xiao Wang chuckled, put down her things, pulled over a stool, sat next to her husband, and helped open the letter: "Is there any girl who has extended an olive branch to you?"

"You're being naughty again, aren't you? This is a serious academic work, not a marriage advertisement." Tang Zhitong rolled his eyes at Xiao Wang and refused to tell her that he had seen two letters!
"Are you going to read all of them?" Xiao Wang was very satisfied after hearing this. She opened the envelope with a smile, put it aside, and handed the letter directly to her husband.

"Well, my mother has assigned me a task. She asked me to look for letters with any constructive comments. The editorial team will hold a meeting later and revise them before reprinting." Tang Zhitong said as he scanned the letters. It was another letter from a young man who thought the Barefoot Doctor Manual was amazing. While praising Tang Zhitong's work, he expressed his determination to study hard and asked to be a pen pal with Tang Zhitong.

This type of letter is the most common. Tang Zhitong would just put it aside and had no intention of replying to it at all, because he could not reply at all.

"This job is very tiring." Student Xiao Wang opened another letter and handed it to Tang Zhitong.

Tang Zhitong took the letter and opened it, and a stamp fell out from it.

"Wow, look how thoughtful they are. They even prepared stamps for your reply." It was the first time that Xiao Wang received so many letters and he was very interested.

"Accept the sugar-coated envelope, and don't fire back at them. Destroy them on the spot." Tang Zhitong opened the drawer and put the stamps in. He had already found several such envelopes.

I have to keep all these stamps and pick them out later. The stamps with duplicate styles can be used to send letters. After all, I also need to write letters.

As for the others, just keep them for now. Maybe someday a philatelist will need them.

"You have such a dark heart." Classmate Xiao Wang chatted idly.

"I swear to God, I am loyal to the Party and the country!" Tang Zhitong said this, but he was thinking in his heart that he would cut off the more rare stamps on the envelope. These are also money, and in a few decades, someone will collect them.

However, these stamps need to be soaked in clean water, peeled off after being soaked thoroughly, and then the paste on the back needs to be cleaned with clean water. Finally, they need to be dried before they can become the favorite collection of philatelists. This process is very troublesome.

"Wow! There is a photo in this letter! It's quite beautiful." When Xiao Wang took out the letter, a photo came out and fell on the table.

"Xiao Wang, you should go see an ophthalmologist. Is there something wrong with your eyes? How can you call this beautiful?" Tang Zhitong glanced at the photo. She was indeed pretty, but he couldn't admit it! Once he admitted it, it would be an accident.

"Hmph, you're such a sweet talker." Student Wang felt happy. He stopped opening the letter and started reading it without asking Tang Zhitong's opinion.

This letter was nominally a private message from Tang Zhitong, but she was not writing to her husband's friend. She had to be careful about her husband being seduced by a little witch, as there had been precedents of this in her own unit.

Tang Zhitong was helpless and could only take the letter and continue to open it himself.

"If you don't have any constructive suggestions, I'll help you deal with it." Classmate Wang read it and thought that this girl was very bold. She said bluntly that she was single. If Teacher Tang was also single, they could communicate through letters. She also said frankly that distance was not a problem and that she could come to the city. What good things was she thinking about?

"Okay, you decide." Tang Zhitong had no objection. It was enough for him to have one wife, and there would be no more trouble.

Except for meal time, Tang Zhitong and Xiao Wang worked together to open letters for most of the night.

There are still some bold and unrestrained girls. In addition to those who post photos, there are also those who express their feelings directly. No matter which type, Tang Zhitong does not intend to pay attention to them.

In addition to this, there were people who actually put food coupons in the envelopes, and they were national food coupons!
"What should we do in this situation?" Xiao Wang looked at the food coupons and then at the letter. There was nothing special about it. The person just expressed his gratitude to Tang Zhitong on behalf of the vast number of farmers from a personal perspective.

"Well, let's put it aside for now. I'll see later whether to send it back or hand it in." Tang Zhitong sighed, put the letter and food coupons back into the envelope, and then put it in the drawer.

(End of this chapter)