Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"The labor protection is a bit poor. There is not even a rubber glove or a mask. Look at that employee's hands, they are all swollen!"

Song Zhilan said with heartache.

She was talking about Wei Hongqi.

Lin Zhengjun apologized, "Oh, it's my fault. The production workload has been too heavy these days. I should have bought him gloves!"

"Director Song, this is also our first time to conduct a field survey of the Youth Food Cooperative of the Hewan Brigade. We were negligent in our work."

A deputy county head in charge of industry and commerce quickly expressed his opinion, patting his chest: "Don't worry, we will definitely guarantee the supply and production in the future. Let me give them a batch of labor protection supplies first. It just so happens that the county flour mill has a batch of extra work clothes, masks and gloves. I will transfer them over!"

"Yeah!"

Song Zhilan nodded with approval: "Comrades, the youth cooperative of Hewan Brigade is still very weak, just like a young seedling, and needs the care of all of us!"

"You water the crops and I apply fertilizer, and the cooperative will grow bigger and bigger, and the members will be able to get out of poverty and become rich!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Great, we have uniforms to wear too!"

"Isn't that the same as the workers in the city?"

"The key is that it doesn't cost any money, it's free!"

When the members of the youth cooperative heard the news, they were all overjoyed. They smiled widely, their faces turned red with excitement, and they clapped their hands vigorously.

Lin Zhengjun looked at the deputy county chief and asked, "Leader, is the current director of the county flour mill Lu Changyuan?"

The deputy county chief nodded and said, "Yes, it's him. How about it, does Comrade Zhengjun know him?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard of him..." Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

I never expected that Lu Changyuan was actually the director of the flour mill!

This guy is a sucker!

This year, two major safety accidents occurred in succession at the flour mill, and Lu Changyuan was dismissed and investigated!

When I met him in my previous life, it was in the late 80s. He had already become a migrant worker in Huanghuai City, riding a tricycle and carrying a large bag. He was so miserable.

After visiting the cooperative, Zhang Weiyang and Song Zhilan declined Lin Zhengjun's invitation to have dinner together, said goodbye and left, planning to return to Yanjing overnight.

After dinner, Lin Sanhuai was pleasantly surprised to hear that Song Zhilan wanted to order products: "I never thought that even Yanjing would order Zhengjun's products!"

"Our son is really amazing. He even sells his products in the capital!" Zhang Shuqin also looked proud.

Tang Xiaofu smiled and said, "Now even the county leaders are proud of being a regular army and want to give strong support!"

The county leaders are very supportive.

That evening, a vehicle was sent to deliver sets of work clothes, white coats, white hats, masks and rubber gloves.

"Oh, so handsome!"

"Look at me, riding a bicycle, looking like a city worker!"

"What do you mean by like? It's clearly like!"

"The fabrics of this hat and mask are tight and thin, very comfortable and breathable, and I don't feel hot at all."

Everyone rushed to choose sizes and change clothes, and everyone was in high spirits.

This work outfit not only includes two sets of spring and autumn clothes and two sets of summer clothes, but also a set of large cotton-padded jacket with a fur collar and large cotton-padded trousers, which are warm and good-looking to wear.

“From now on, the collective cooperative will be my home!”

Wei Hongqi, in particular, stroked the work clothes, couldn't let them go, and was so excited that he almost cried!

He has never worn clothes without patches in his life!

But now, she is wearing beautiful work clothes!

When everyone changed into their clothes, they were all wearing blue khaki work clothes, white masks and hats, and white coats. They were brand new, crisp, uniform, and very pleasing to the eye.

Putting on work clothes, everyone immediately felt proud!

It seems like we are also working class!

Everyone's face was filled with joy, their faces flushed with excitement, their backs straightened, and their spirits improved a lot.

Lin Zhengjun brainwashed him as usual and said with a smile: "Everyone feels the same when they put on such good work clothes. They are happy and proud, and their sense of collective honor is stronger. That's right!"

"From now on, we are not only members of the Hewan Brigade, but also industrial workers of the collective cooperative. We must strictly demand ourselves with the high standards of the working class!"

"In production, we should be proactive, responsible, selfless and dedicated, and strive to be role models and examples!"

"In life, we must also be civilized and reasonable, develop our own style, be helpful, and improve the overall quality of our Hewan Brigade members!"

"In short, roll up your sleeves and work hard!"

"Roll up your sleeves and work hard!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and then rushed to their respective jobs, working overtime and working very hard.

Lin Zhengjun was also very happy.

He dug up Zhang Wanyi's old case just to bring down the Wei family.

I never expected to get to know Zhang Weiyang and his wife.

Not only will it hopefully solve Tang Xiaofu's political review problem, but it will also open up the sales of canned sesame candy. It can only be said that a family that accumulates good will surely be blessed!

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In order to successfully complete the important production task of sesame candy and canned yellow peaches, the county government and commune organizations at both levels strongly supported it!

The grain station was specially approved to supply the cooperative with tens of thousands of kilograms of returned grain as raw materials for the production of hemp candy, filling the brigade headquarters and granary.

The production of canned yellow peaches in syrup is in full swing and has entered the fast lane. In just a few days, all the remaining yellow peaches in Linhe Brigade have been processed.

A total of more than 50,000 bottles of canned yellow peaches were piled up in the warehouse of the Fire God Temple. If all of them were sold, the money would be more than 60,000 yuan.

Adding the 10,000 yuan that Lin Zhengjun had earned previously, minus the cost of more than 10,000 yuan, the net profit from this deal was almost 60,000 yuan!

In addition, two to three thousand kilograms of sesame candy were also produced!

After the production of canned yellow peaches was completed, everyone immediately switched to the production of sesame candies.

Under Lin Zhengjun's guidance, everyone's hemp candy production technology has become more and more sophisticated...

During this period, Lin Zhengjun was only responsible for imparting technology, supervising quality and scheduling production, and did not delay his college entrance examination review at all.

Tang Xiaofu, on the other hand, stayed at the educated youth training center and devoted herself to writing "The Shepherd" without sleep or food.

The educated youth all went to produce sesame candy and canned food, and she was the only one at the educated youth site. It was very quiet and she would not be disturbed.

She would write until two or three in the morning every day. She had dark circles under her eyes and her face looked a little haggard!

Lin Zhengjun felt distressed and advised her to rest more, but she refused to listen.

Tang Xiaofu has already experienced the joy of literary creation!

She was so immersed in the process of shaping characters, constructing environments and plots that she had a flow experience and wrote with complete concentration and ecstasy!

Simply put, it’s written on the top!

Seeing this, Lin Zhengjun could no longer persuade his young wife and had to prepare three meals a day for her and take care of the logistics.

That afternoon, Lin Zhengjun was sitting in his own yard counting the accounts.

Tang Xiaofu ran in excitedly, holding a stack of manuscripts, and said with a beaming face: "Zhengjun, I've finished writing!"

Behind her, there were a few educated youth with excited faces.

Xiao Wenhua begged, "Xiao Fu, please let me see it! I can give you my gray book "The Count of Monte Cristo" that I have treasured for many years!"

"Yes, yes, yes, let us take a sneak peek and enjoy this wonderful article together!"

Everyone shouted.

Everyone knows that Tang Xiaofu and Lin Zhengjun have been working together to write a novel recently, and Zhao Xueruo told us that the plot of the novel is very exciting.

I've been looking forward to it for a long time!

"Why are you in such a hurry? Zhengjun provided the story and the idea, and he is also the first author. He hasn't read it yet. Is it your turn now?" Tang Xiaofu smiled and handed the manuscript to Lin Zhengjun.

Lin Zhengjun finished reading it quickly.

He remembered that the original novel had only more than 10,000 words, but Tang Xiaofu wrote more than 30,000 words.

Her writing is more delicate and moving, and her descriptions are more vivid, so there are more words.

Lin Zhengjun believes that this is not a disadvantage, but an advantage!

Seeing Tang Xiaofu looking at him expectantly, Lin Zhengjun put down the manuscript and said with a smile: "Well written!"

Tang Xiaofu seemed to relax physically and mentally, and heaved a long sigh: "That's good, your good story was not wasted!"

Several educated youth immediately leaned over the table, gathered around the novel manuscript, and began to read it with great interest.

After a while, everyone finished watching.

Everyone's heart was in turmoil, and they were unable to calm down. Their eyes were red, tears were streaming down their faces, and their defenses were broken!