Excellent little farmer

"Dong dong dong." After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and Zhang Xiaofen's child's voice came from outside: "Mom, open the door. What are you doing with the door closed?"

Zhang Xiaofen panicked and pushed me away quickly, urging me with a blushing face: "Hurry up, get dressed quickly, my child is back."

I got up from her happily, watched Zhang Xiaofen clean up, and then hurriedly went out and opened the courtyard door.

Her child complained: "Mom, why did you close the door?"

Zhang Xiaofen said uneasily: "You went out to play. Mom and uncle are cooking in the kitchen. They are afraid that thieves will come in."

At this time, I lit a cigarette and walked out of the kitchen with a satisfied smile on my face. I said to her child: "Come here, little one."

The kid rolled his eyes and said, "Big guy, come here."

As he said this, the child looked at us with strange eyes. Zhang Xiaofen and I looked at each other. When we were confused, the child said curiously: "Mom, why are there so many grasses in your hair?"

"Ah?...Oh! I bumped into her accidentally just now." Zhang Xiaofen said perfunctorily to her child, and glanced at me sideways, her eyes a little charming, which made me feel very happy.

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofen lowered her head, picked up all the grass from her hair, and said, "You guys sit down first, the food will be ready soon."

After dinner, Zhang Xiaofen sent her son to do his homework in the next room. After she closed the door, she came to the living room and sat down next to me. Recalling what happened in the kitchen haystack, her little heart fluttered. Jump, and glance at me secretly from time to time.

"At night...at night, will you go back?" Zhang Xiaofen said hesitantly. After speaking, he lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at me.

hehe! After tasting the sweetness, how dare this young woman still fall in love with me?

A proud smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, I turned around and looked at her with a bad smile: "Sister Xiaofen, the days are long and there are still many opportunities."

Zhang Xiaofen looked at me in despair, pursed her pink lips, and said in a nagging tone: "Are you going to leave?"

I stood up and said with a smile: "You must go home. If your neighbor sees you at your house tomorrow morning, it will not be good for you. Sister Xiaofen, what are you in a hurry? We will have plenty of time to do that in the future... Hehe ! See you tomorrow, I will go to the warehouse to find you when I have a chance."

……

When I got home, I thought about the scene when I met Uncle Song and his colleagues at lunch today. At that time, Uncle Song was wearing blue work clothes and handing out leaflets with several colleagues...

I was a little curious, so I walked over and took one, and found that it was a design promotion for machinery from an agricultural machinery factory.

The Agricultural Machinery Factory was built twenty years ago. It initially caught up with the great wave of domestic industrial production and achieved remarkable results. It was also a major taxpayer supported by the government and was once very influential in Qingyang City.

However, in recent years, due to a series of problems such as aging equipment, single product lines, and chaotic management, agricultural machinery factories, after experiencing rapid development in the early stage, have gradually stagnated and begun to decline, and the situation is not as good as before.

I took the flyer and glanced at it a few times. Due to various reasons, there has been a wave of state-owned enterprises closing down and tens of millions of employees losing their jobs.

Qingyang City was naturally not immune and suffered a huge impact. The agricultural machinery factory was the first to bear the brunt. The reform measures implemented in the early stages not only failed to achieve any substantive results, but further accelerated its own demise.

If the agricultural machinery factory closes down, Uncle Song will be laid off, which will definitely be a major blow to him. Looking at the busy figures of Uncle Song and his colleagues, my mood becomes a bit heavy, and I secretly wonder how to change this situation.

However, I am self-aware that in this massive wave of layoffs sweeping across the country, as a college student who has just started working, the energy I have is really insignificant. It is an impossible task for me to save the agricultural machinery factory. This is a very cruel reality.

Uncle Song saw me in a daze, walked over and asked curiously: "Xiaoquan, what's wrong with you?"

My smile was a little dry, and I shook my head and said, "It's nothing."

Song Jianguo raised his wrist to look at his watch, nodded and said, "If you have nothing to do, go back to the office, Xiaoquan, and do your job well!"

After saying that, he returned to the roadside, greeted his colleagues, and walked towards the agricultural machinery factory together.

I know very well that the efficiency of agricultural machinery factories is very poor, but because the city government has recently attached great importance to vigorously supporting the reform of agricultural machinery factories, it has also allocated a special fund to expand production scale and speed up development. Agricultural machinery factories have taken this opportunity , has been holding mobilization rallies to encourage the workers and prepare for a big fight.

I know in my heart that Uncle Song has a deep affection for the agricultural machinery factory and has devoted almost all his life to the factory.

However, it is obvious that both the municipal government and the agricultural machinery factory themselves are too optimistic about the current situation and have made directional mistakes. You must know that what they will face is by no means a second spring, but a second spring. A harsh winter.

The most important thing is that time is running out now. If we cannot adjust our thinking in time, the final outcome will be a tragedy. This important state-owned enterprise in Qingyang City will not have an easy life in the future.

I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I actually didn't care about the life and death of the agricultural machinery factory, but when it came to Uncle Song, I couldn't help it.

"No, I have to do something!" I stood up, came to the desk, lit a cigarette, turned on the computer, typed on the keyboard and started writing...