Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 548 547 Passion
Although he had some complaints, Tang Zhitong still chose to read the letters one by one.

The "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" is related to the health issues of the vast number of farmers. Tang Zhitong feels that it is worth it for him to stay up all night for several days.

Farmers, the largest group in terms of population, are also the group that suffers the most.

If enduring the most difficult hardships can make one become a superior person, then they will definitely be superior to everyone else.

But the reality is that low grain prices hurt farmers, and high grain prices hurt farmers, so no matter what you do, there will be endless suffering.

They may have all kinds of bad habits and even seem a little vulgar to some people, but the vast majority of people in this group have made contributions, but their protection is much less than that of city dwellers.

Tang Zhitong does not have the ability to change the fate of everyone, so he can only do something for this group within his ability, for them and for himself.

With the help of Xiao Wang, Tang Zhitong stayed up until after eleven o'clock and only read one-third of the letter.

The next day, January 1, after finishing his breakfast, Tang Zhitong stuffed the letters with reliable opinions that he had selected the night before into his bag.

I had been thinking about recording it yesterday, but it was a time-consuming task, so I changed it to today. Tang Zhitong planned to take it to the Post and Telecommunications College, and while other students were studying, he would organize it and record it by category.

Ye Zhijuan's previous job was relatively leisurely, but she has become busy since her son-in-law instigated her daughter to give her bra advice.

It is not just a saying that everything is difficult at the beginning. That period was not only busy but also really difficult. However, as the foreign exchange arrived, the subsequent work became much easier. Later, I was promoted to deputy director. As my rank went up, my words carried more weight.

Early this morning, Ye Zhijuan received a call from Lu Lan.

"Okay, just send someone directly to the police station over there. The police station will handle the cancellation of the household registration in an open manner." Lu Lan said briefly after confirming that the person on the other side was Ye Zhijuan.

"Okay, thank you, Old Lu, you are so thoughtful." Lu Lan made all the arrangements very well and Ye Zhijuan didn't have to worry about anything. She was very satisfied and felt that their years of getting along were not in vain.

"You're welcome. Don't forget to give the children a chance to sit together." Lu Lan reminded before hanging up the phone.

"I can't forget. I told Wenwen as soon as I came back, but my son-in-law just received a task and is a bit busy these days. I asked the couple to discuss a date first, and then make an appointment with Aijun." Only a few days had passed, but Lu Lan had helped her to settle the household registration in a swift and decisive manner, and Ye Zhijuan didn't want to say that she was too anxious.

"Okay, I'll hang up now. I have something to do here." Lu Lan really had something to do. Before she hung up the phone, Ye Zhijuan heard her ask, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Ye Zhijuan hung up and planned to go back and urge her daughter. She had to meet her this time no matter what.

What bothered Ye Zhijuan the most was not the meeting of the juniors, but her own secretary problem.

The Women's Federation had assigned a secretary to Ye Zhijuan, which was the proper administrative treatment. However, after trying the job for a while, Ye Zhijuan felt that it was not quite suitable. The secretary could not understand her intentions well, and was not only inefficient but also prone to making mistakes.

Ye Zhijuan waited patiently for three months, but the secretary didn't make much progress. Finally, she found a less busy unit for him and promoted him half a level before sending him away.

So, in the past month or so, Ye Zhijuan has been ordering people in the office around.

As a widow, Ye Zhijuan certainly could not hire a male secretary, so she could only look among her female comrades.

Although the propaganda slogan "Women hold up half the sky" has been around since 58, many things cannot be achieved overnight, especially when it comes to young female comrades who are educated, have vision, are capable of handling things, and are within the system.

What's more, Ye Zhijuan's work is not limited to her own unit, but also involves many units.

In the past, I was only responsible for contacting production units and foreign affairs departments to earn foreign exchange. Recently, due to the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" issue, I have been given another job.

Although Ye Zhijuan was not directly named in the praise, she was mentioned after all, so Ye Zhijuan became a member of the Patriotic Health Campaign Committee some time ago.

The Health Promotion Committee was originally called the Epidemic Prevention Committee. It is a deliberative and coordinating body under the highest department. Its members come from various units and have done a lot of work in the daily lives of the people, including but not limited to the eradication of the four pests in 58, routine health publicity, cleaning, evaluation, and medical and health publicity and guidance.

The first and second directors of the Patriotic Health Promotion Committee are both well-known and powerful figures.

Although the third director is not well-known, his rank is very, very high, close to the ceiling level.

Since Ye Zhijuan's work content has added hygiene requirements, it puts an even greater test on the secretary's ability to communicate and coordinate, which makes it even more difficult.

Fortunately, the people in the organization have been looking for and coordinating personnel recently, and there has been some progress, and they are doing the necessary communication work.

During the lunch break, Ye Zhijuan walked to find Gao Dashan. Zhang Ye's household registration matter was a private matter and it was not easy to convey it through others, so Ye Zhijuan went there in person.

"Thank you Director Ye, I'm really... so grateful!" After Gao Dashan learned about it, he was so grateful to Ye Zhijuan that he almost bowed and kowtowed.

A while ago, I was thinking that fishing could support a living person, but Gao Dashan went to Tongzi River these days and the harvest was almost nothing. If he was lucky, he could catch two small fish, but most of the time he came up empty-handed.

"Master Gao, you're too polite. I should be the one saying thank you to you." Ye Zhijuan is not afraid of others doing her a favor, nor is she afraid of owing favors to others. She is just afraid that she will not be able to repay favors and favours. If she keeps accumulating them, something big may come to her.

Now that Zhang Ye’s household registration was completed, Ye Zhijuan actually felt relieved.

"Once the household registration is completed, the police station will contact Zhang Ye's hometown to cancel the household registration there. I hope you understand." Ye Zhijuan thought about it and told the person involved about this.

"Of course, of course. It's enough to have a household registration here. We don't need one from there." Gao Dashan said hurriedly. He had heard Zhang Ye talk a lot about her hometown in the past two days. Whoever wants this kind of household registration can go for it. Anyway, neither he nor Zhang Ye wants it.

Zhang Ye beside him also nodded in agreement.

Ye Zhijuan exchanged a few more polite words before leaving, leaving time for Gao Dashan and Zhang Ye. After watching Ye Zhijuan cross the intersection and enter the gate of the Women's Federation, Gao Dashan and Zhang Ye turned back to the house, not daring to delay for a moment, and rushed to the police station with their household registration books and food allowances.

When the comrades at the police station heard that it was Zhang Ye, they were very friendly. Not only did they handle the household registration quickly, they also helped to get the grain books, grain coupons, oil coupons, cloth coupons and other documents, without any delay.

Zhang Ye was very happy. From now on, he was considered a citizen of the city.
"Brother Dashan, I feel like I'm dreaming. Do you think I haven't woken up yet?" On the way back, Zhang Ye held the grain book and grain coupons tightly in his hand. He was reluctant to let go of them, and put them in his pocket, glancing at them from time to time.

"It's all true. From now on, you are a citizen of the capital, and your monthly ration is 1 kilograms." Gao Dashan was also very happy. Director Ye had enough face, so the comrades at the police station moved the registration date forward and wrote the settlement date as January 1. This month's food and oil coupons were all full.

Twenty-eight kilograms a month is less than before, but it is the normal quantitative standard for female residents in Beijing. Even with Ye Zhijuan's face, the police station still did not give a higher amount.

"Oh my god, twenty-eight kilograms! I like it very much!" Zhang Ye did not think it was too little. Twenty-eight kilograms was a fixed amount, and he could not eat that much in two months at home. What's more, only half of it was coarse grains. It felt like a dream.

"As long as you like it, we can live a good life in the future." Gao Dashan was also very satisfied and didn't think it was too little. If he fished for three months on his own, he might not be able to earn this much.

"Well, Brother Dashan, how many children do you want me to have? I will give birth to as many children as you want. When I was in my hometown, a fortune teller from the next village saw me and said that I could give birth to a boy. I will carry on your family line." Zhang Ye lagged half a step behind Gao Dashan and followed beside him, expressing his attitude in a low but firm voice.

"You should take care of yourself first. There's no rush for this." Gao Dashan's old face turned red, but because of his dark skin, no one could tell from the outside how embarrassed he was.

"You are not anxious, but I am. I have made you wait for me for several years. I can't drag it on any longer for the Gao family." At this moment, Zhang Ye felt that his life was full of hope, and happy days were just around the corner.

With such good days and such a high ration, Zhang Ye felt that if she didn't hurry up and give Gao Dashan a baby, she would be a sinner of the Gao family and would be ashamed of her ancestors.

"Well, well, then eat more today." Gao Dashan continued to blush. There are some things that you can't touch. Once you touch them and eat meat, you will always think about them and can't forget them.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't miss children. Gao Dashan was happy to see children in the yard before.

Gao Dashan originally thought that his branch of the family would end with him, but unexpectedly he got married!

When I think about the fact that I will have my own children in a few years, I can't help but feel even happier.

But soon, Gao Dashan began to worry. His salary was limited. Now he was married and would have children in the future. How was he going to send money to the homes of his fallen comrades?
Could it be that Zhang Ye was really asked to be a nanny? Gao Dashan didn't want to take this step, because being a nanny was not that easy.

When getting off work in the afternoon, Ye Zhijuan passed by and asked Gao Dashan to keep an eye out for it, and when Wang Jingwen sent Jingying home, let her go up.

Gao Dashan was very attentive and kept watching the movements at the gate through the glass on the door of the message room.

"Jingwen, Director Ye asked you to go upstairs. He has something to discuss with you." When Gao Dashan saw Wang Jingwen stop at the door, he pushed the door open and shouted outside.

"Okay, thank you Master Gao." After learning that Gao Dashan was not that old, Xiao Wang consciously changed the way he addressed him, but he remained respectful as always, not only because Gao Dashan saved his younger brother, but also because of the kind of person Gao Dashan is.

A while ago, because of Zhang Ye’s incident, a group of children in the yard surrounded Gao Dashan and made a fuss. Although Gao Dashan tried to chase them away, he did not really hit them. After getting the marriage certificate, he happily gave each of the children in the yard a piece of candy.

The material ration quota here is the same as that of ordinary people, and sugar is a rare commodity in everyone's home.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Xiao Wang asked directly after entering the room.

"Your Aunt Lu urged me again today, asking when you can sit with Aijun." Ye Zhijuan said helplessly.

"Oh, I just received a letter from Qingqing today. A group of classmates are planning to go to Tsinghua University to play, and Gousheng is among them. I plan to go there with Anzi so that the two of them can get to know each other." Classmate Xiao Wang said that he wanted to ignore Wu Aijun, but he couldn't really do it. He received a reply to the letter he sent to Du Yanqing yesterday.

"Yeah, okay, it's quite suitable. It avoids the awkward situation of not being able to talk to each other." Ye Zhijuan knew Du Yanqing. He was a very good friend of her daughter and she also strongly supported her daughter's relationship with him.

Ye Zhijuan was very satisfied with her daughter's arrangement. If they met alone, it would be difficult to end the conversation if they couldn't get along. But if there were a lot of people, there would be no such concerns. If there was no consensus on the topic, there were other people to distract their attention.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm leaving. You haven't finished the job of reading the letters for Anzi yet. I helped him open the letters last night and was busy until after eleven o'clock. I have to continue today." Student Xiao Wang didn't plan to stay any longer. He didn't even take off his gloves when he entered the room.

"It's okay. Why don't you eat here? You let Fengzhen come up without even a sip of water." Ye Zhijuan felt a little rude to Fengzhen.

"It's okay, Auntie, I'm not thirsty." Feng Zhen smiled lightly, very politely.

"When you have the piano lessons during the holidays, Auntie will make up for it for you and make delicious food for you." Ye Zhijuan liked this quiet little girl very much and promised kindly.

"Auntie, I'm very uneasy about you doing this. I can do the laundry and cooking, so you can leave these to me when the time comes." Feng Zhen felt uneasy when she knew she would be staying here during the holidays, but her sister-in-law and Jingying both comforted her, and her anxiety gradually faded a lot.

When Xiao Wang got home, Tang Zhitong was still reading letters. This job was boring but also fun. Tang Zhitong just treated it as opening a blind box for fun. He once heard a certain writer say that the letters sent to him by readers contained food stamps and money. Today, he finally got money.

"These readers are so enthusiastic. Some send food coupons and oil coupons, and some send money." When Tang Zhitong saw Xiao Wang coming back, he quickly shared his gains of the day with her.

"Not much, right?" Xiao Wang asked as he took off his scarf and gloves.

"It's not bad. I need 30 kilograms of food coupons, 2 kilograms of oil coupons, and 50 to 60 yuan. Hey, if I write a few more books, play some pity in the books, and leave a mailing address, can I live a life of ease and comfort just by relying on money sent by readers?" Tang Zhitong had a bright idea. Just lie down. That's the life many people dream of.

"What are you thinking about? Isn't it embarrassing?" Classmate Xiao Wang rolled her eyes at her husband and put her cold hands under his collar. She felt warm instantly and her eyes narrowed in comfort.

"Are you comfortable?" Tang Zhitong stretched his neck forward to make more space for Xiao Wang to enter. Sometimes, Xiao Wang would also cooperate with him to let him in. The feeling of being wrapped in warmth was very good, and it could make him feel comfortable from the tailbone to the top of his head.

(End of this chapter)