MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 510 509. Mr. Wang on behalf of Lao Jun (please ask for votes on Monday)

   Chapter 510 509. Mr. Wang on behalf of Lao Jun (please ask for votes on Monday)

   Wang Yi vaguely remembers that in 1983, as the first event to restart the Spring Festival Gala after the reform and opening up, it seemed that there had been some accidents, so that the director even published an article in the newspaper to apologize to the people of the whole country.

   But he didn't have any problem watching this Spring Festival Gala, whether it was acrobatic performances or any other performances, everything went smoothly.

   The hosts didn't pull their hips either, and the only one who was a little bit wrong was Master Jin.

   Master Jin's performance is not very good, it's a little unnatural, maybe because of kidney deficiency.

   In this issue of the Spring Festival Gala, the skeleton of the Spring Festival Gala in the future has been worked out. The time is very long, four and a half hours.

   lasted from eight o'clock to twelve o'clock and did not end.

   When it was twelve o'clock, Jiang Kun and Ma Ji were still talking about cross talk. The members were watching with gusto, and suddenly the screen switched, and the hosts were waving their rams and starting to strike the bell...

  Wang Yi took a look at the time.

   Exactly twelve o'clock!

   Time has crossed the Lunar New Year at this moment and ushered in a traditional Chinese New Year!

   The Spring Festival Overture with a positive rhythm and a happy tune sounded again. At this moment, a voice faintly sounded in Wang Yi's ear:

   "The Embassy of the People's Republic of China in XX, the embassy in XXX, the embassy in XXXX, I wish the people of the whole country a happy Chinese New Year! All the best!"

   Every time I hear this tune and hear the cheers and blessings of the hosts, Wang Yi's mind will return to a memory from his childhood.

   This memory may not be so real, or it may be a mixture of his memories of several New Years.

In short, there is such a scene in his mind. When he was young, on the night of the New Year's Eve, there were snowflakes falling outside the window, and the window was foggy. He snuggled up in his father's arms and watched the host hold his fists to greet the New Year, and then there was the sound of firecrackers. , transmitted intermittently into the room.

   His father would prepare the dumplings for the first morning of the first day of the new year. At this time, he would put him in a warm bed and go to the kitchen by himself, and then the sound of chopping vegetables would be heard at home.

   He leaned against the window and looked out, occasionally in the night sky brilliant fireworks smeared yellow, green and red in the black.

   Every now and then, his father's cell phone would ring, and the students would call him for New Year's greetings...

   This is the impression left in his heart.

   is left like a stencil of thought.

   He would think of such a scene at midnight every New Year and every thirty, a beautiful scene.

   But this year everything changed.

  The host on the TV paid New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country, and the members also stood up to pay New Year's greetings to the birthday star, Wang Xianghong, and Wang Yilai.

  Especially the students gave him a surprise, suddenly each took out the envelope and handed it to Wang Yi, and some to Qiu Weishui and Yang Wenrong.

  Wang Yi received these envelopes one after another, and reached out to touch them.

   He opened the envelope and saw a New Year's card inside.

  The greeting card is a very ordinary piece of cardboard, like a postcard, with a photo of Huangguoshu Waterfall on one side, and neatly written lines of pen words on the other:

  Mr. Wang, please take this most delicious greeting with you forever, may you be happy forever, and may you, Mr. Xiaoqiu and the people you like be happy forever!

   Next is the signature of 'Wang Ugly Cat'.

   Seeing these words and seeing these blessings, the wine Wang Yi had drank earlier swelled up and suddenly came to his eyes.

  The eyes are hot and moist.

   There were students running outside, and after they came in, they handed the envelope to him, Qiu Weishui, and Yang Wenrong.

   Yang Wenrong was extremely happy, and smiled at Ma Liu: "Liu brother, is this the surprise you're talking about?"

  Ma Liu smiled and nodded: "Dazhao organized it. He received pocket money from the students and let me buy New Year's cards."

The younger brother handed the envelope to Qiu Weishui, and said, "Mr. Xiaoqiu, my mother said that Teacher Wang wanted to take you on a trip to the Northeast to get married, but you and Teacher Wang wanted to teach us a lesson, so we didn't have time to travel, so our sister and brother Bought northeast landscape greeting cards."

   Qiu Weishui smiled and hugged her.

   Tears fell down like a broken pearl.

  Wang Yi squeezed the thick envelopes in his hand and sighed, "Having a child should be like Sun Zhongmou, and education should be like my Wang Mou!"

   Ye Changan smiled and nodded at this scene: "Teacher, he is a gardener in the garden of the motherland. The gardener worked hard and finally got the gratitude of the flowers."

  Wang Yi felt the pure and ardent love of the students, and listened to the students' continuous "Mr. Wang has a good New Year", "Mr. Wang is giving you New Year's greetings", "Mr. Wang wishes you a birthday than Nanshan"...

   Then he felt something was wrong.

   Who is this, wishing me a birthday, Bi Nanshan?

   looked closely at Wang Kai.

   That's fine.

   Wang Zhuangyuan has already been subdued by him. Wang Kai is the number one stupid bird in the school today. A stupid bird does stupid things, which fits his personality very well.

  The Spring Festival Gala came to an end slowly.

  The island is lively.

  The customs of the outer islands, the New Year greetings in groups began as soon as midnight.

  Wang Yi is young, but his status is too high. As soon as he shows up, no matter what age or seniority he is, he takes the initiative to shout to him, "Mr. Wang, Happy Chinese New Year".

   This guy, although it was a cold midnight, still made his heart warm.

  83 years is much more exciting than 23 years.

   What can he have in 23 years of Chinese New Year? Just a bunch of cold, silent numbers in a bank account.

   Those numbers are useless during the Chinese New Year. Even the tender models have gone back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year with their relatives. Maybe there are some honest people who will marry and spend the rest of their lives together. At this time, money cannot buy warmth!

   A large group has the advantages of a large group. There are many people and many people who want to leave.

  When it’s time for New Year’s greetings, they will be dispatched in groups, and then they will rotate each other’s wheels, and it will be two o’clock in the morning to turn the entire production team around.

   Mainly, when we go to the New Year's visit, it is impossible to say 'Happy New Year' and leave, we have to sit down and chat for a few words.

  The seniors sit on the bed with a tray at the head of the bed, melon seeds, peanuts, candy and cigarettes are complete.

  Children came to give candy, adults came to smoke a cigarette by themselves, then sat down and poured tea and chatted a few words.

  Shou Xingye returned to his house, and Ye Changan stayed at Wang Xianghong's house to watch the fun.

  Wang Yi led Qiuweishui out to pay New Year's greetings, and first went to the fourth group to find Xiaoye to pay New Year's greetings.

When    crossed the sea, someone said to him: "Don't go, my uncle's side is not open on New Year's Day."

  Wang Yi smiled: "If you don't give it to you, can you still give it to me?"

   In fact, this year, Wang Zhengang opened the door, allowing everyone to come to pay New Year's greetings.

   When Wang Yi went, Huang Xiaohua's family were all here, and when they saw the two of them coming, they got up and left, leaving the stool for the two of them.

  Wang Zhengang also showed him a pack of cigarettes: "Do you smoke? The first year of the first year of high school."

  Wang Yi smoked a fire and vomited, Qiu Weishui secretly picked his calf with his toes.

   Seeing this, Wang Yi took advantage of the time when the young master went out to pour hot water and said to her: "You can do your part when you are outside. You can do whatever you want when you go back to our own cabin. Don't seduce me when you are outside."

   Qiu Weishui, who was still smiling, went up to grab the cigarette angrily when he heard this, and said, "Who seduced you? I'm reminding you, you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke!"

  Wang Yi laughed and said: "I know, I know, isn't this just kidding you? Besides, it's fine for me to smoke one cigarette or two cigarettes all year round, and it won't affect my health."

   Qiu Weishui said: "Yes, so you waste so much, don't waste it!"

   Wang Yi was speechless.

  Wang Zhengang has placed several incense burners in his house, the leader's, Peng Shuai's, and a few are for the tablet.

  Wang Yi looked at the names, all of them were unfamiliar foreign surnames, obviously Wang Zhengang's comrades-in-arms.

   One of these people counts as one, and they are all heroic spirits of the country.

  Wang Yi went up and respectfully gave the incense stick to the upper column, and then lit a cigarette and inserted it.

  Wang Zhen just came back to see that he was satisfied with his operation and nodded, pointed to him and said, "You are still wearing the military coat I gave you."

  Wang Yi said: "Well, it's warm and handsome!"

  Wang Zhen just opened the door, and people came to pay New Year's greetings one after another. When Wang Xianghong learned about it, he came over quickly.

   In this way, Wang Yi led Qiu Weishui away.

   After turning around in the production team, the two walked back to Tingtaoju.

When    met Sha Shengquan at the door of his house, Sha Shengquan said to him, "Mr. Wang, shave my head."

  Wang Yi asked suspiciously, "How much hatred do you have with your uncle?"

  He came to shave his head as soon as he entered the gate of the first month, and he came up to shave his head, how much hatred and how much hatred he had with his uncle—

  There is a saying in many places in China that if you shave your head in the first month, you will die.

  Sha Shengquan laughed: "I don't have an uncle, but some members of the commune have to keep the year old in the ancestral hall, asking me to read Buddhist scriptures in the past to accumulate blessings and virtues for their deceased parents."

There are many customs on the New Year's Eve and New Year's Day on the outer islands. Keeping the New Year's Day is the earliest one. After midnight, it is necessary to keep the New Year's Day. .

   There is a local custom that says that if a person does not sleep for three consecutive years, he will be able to cultivate the "perfect father and mother" in the next world.

  Like Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui, they will keep their New Years.

   And those who keep the year at home belong to the less devout, sincere people who go to the temple to keep the year.

   It happened that Sha Shengquan had been a monk.

   Make the best use of it.

  The members recruited him and asked him to go to the ancestral hall to knock wooden fish and recite Buddhist scriptures, and use the ancestral hall as a temporary temple.

  Wang Yi took out the fader and started to operate, and quickly operated a bald head.

  Sha Shengquan washed his hair with hot water. Wang Yi wanted to give him a hair dryer, but looking at his bald head, the hair dryer was useless.

   And Sha Shengquan didn't even think about using a hair dryer, he was very satisfied with the free shampoo.

  In this way, he touched his bare scalp and smelled it, and said, "It's really fragrant, is it the scent of flowers? Then I'll become a flower monk, haha."

   After Sha Shengquan left, Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui read a book side by side on the bed.

   The third volume of "Long Aotian Global Adventure" has started, and the second volume has been mailed to Bai Lihua in the twelfth lunar month, and it must be published this year.

   The two of them were talking, either being serious or not, when Lao Huang who was under the kang suddenly raised his head.

   Fengya's voice sounded outside: "Mr. Wang, Teacher Wang, did you and Teacher Xiaoqiu hit fruit trees?"

   Wang Yi wondered: "What is a fruit tree?"

   He didn't hear about this custom from his father, nor did he hear anyone on the island introduce it.

  Qiuweishui knew that, and explained with a smile: "It was beating the fruit trees. In the past, I prayed that my fruit trees would have a good harvest in the coming year and that they would grow more fruit. Later, I prayed to have children early and have more children."

  Liu Hongmei was also outside, and heard Qiu Weishui's words, and said, "Yes, you two, hurry up and dig fruit trees, and give birth to a fat baby earlier."

  Wang Yi had to get out of bed again.

  Fortunately, he didn't take off his pants because he knew someone would come looking for him tonight.

   The custom of hitting fruit trees has gradually faded away. The country has a family planning policy, and ordinary people cannot have more children, so couples on the outer islands do not need to hit fruit trees.

   Now Liu Hongmei, the women's director and the director of the production team's family planning office, is worried about the young couple's succession, and specially greeted the couple with Fengya and other women to restart the old tradition.

  It is very particular about picking fruit trees, so Liu Hongmei found a persimmon tree for the production team.

   The persimmon is homophonic to 'shizi', so it is the first choice for fruit trees.

   Wang Yi didn't know that this custom was coming, so she foolishly asked Liu Hongmei to operate herself.

  Things are simple.

  The man beats the persimmon tree with a broom and asks, 'Are you born or not', the woman says 'birth', and the man asks again 'how much', and the woman answers as appropriate.

  Wang Yi saw sweat on his forehead after learning about the process.

  Fortunately for the outer islands, this custom was abolished in the future due to the strict implementation of the national family planning policy, otherwise it would have been passed on until the 1923, and it would definitely be driven crazy by female boxing!

   In fact, the original intention of hitting the fruit tree is that one side beats the fruit tree to force it to bear more fruit, and the other side is to replace the fruit tree to answer.

   Fengya handed the broom to Wang Yi, Wang Yi pumped the tree trunk and asked with a smile, "Are you going to give birth?"

   Qiu Weishui answered happily: "Born, born."

  Wang Yi smiled again and asked, "How many?"

   Qiu Weishui said: "The more the better, let's give birth to five or eight."

  Wang Yi was stunned.

  Five...five, eight?

   Then I spend the rest of my life raising children? !

  Fengya looked at him in a daze and said, "If you are not satisfied, you can keep asking."

  Wang Yi didn't dare to ask, he knew that Qiu Weishui liked children, and if he asked more, he would get an answer like 'ten, twelve'!

   He winked at Qiu Weishui: "Just have one."

   Qiu Weishui refused: "I'm an only daughter, and you are an only child. Haven't you suffered enough from being an only child? It's better to have more children and be more lively."

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "Director Hongmei is here, she knows that the country has policies..."

   "It's alright, just pay the fine. The enforcement of the policy here is relatively small." Liu Hongmei helped them figure out a solution.

   Qiu Weishui said: "Besides, there is also a relationship with grandpa."

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   After returning to Tingtaoju, he didn't even have the thought to conceive a novel.

   Qiu Weishui is really playing with him!

   Really ready to have several children!

   What is this for?

  Is Kowloon taking the heir?

   He shook his head, feeling depressed, picked up the pen to read the manuscript, and decided to abuse the master...

   In the morning, the east shows fish maw white, which is the sign of the end of the night, and Wang Yi is ready to fall asleep.

   Staying up all night is really uncomfortable.

  As a result, the sound of firecrackers on the island began to crackle again. Just like the game, 500 in your house and 800 in his house, then 1000 in my house!

  I don't know which one of them was kicked.

  The sound of this thing is really bad, especially sharp, it is useless to wear earplugs, it keeps drilling into people's hearts through the ears and eyes!

  Wang Yi is really scared!

   Qiu Weishui yawned but expressed his understanding: "They are all robbing the God of Wealth."

There are many Gods of Wealth in China, the God of Wealth, Guan Erye, the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, etc., and then there are many days to welcome the God of Wealth and receive the God of Wealth. According to legend, there is a birthday of the God of Wealth in the Jiaodong Peninsula of Qilu Land—the 22nd of the seventh lunar month. It's a big day.

   On the outer islands, it is the first day of the first lunar month to rob the God of Wealth. Everyone has to get up early to open the door and open the whip to welcome the God of Wealth.

   It was supposed to be able to pick up the God of Wealth at dawn. As a result, some people wanted to open the door earlier to let the God of Wealth in the new year enter their home. They were worried that the God of Wealth would enter other people’s homes later, so they would rush to open the door earlier.

  Then the people rolled up like this, and when the sky was bright in the morning, they immediately opened the door and set off firecrackers.

  Wang Yi was helpless, shook his head and muttered "feudal superstition", then opened the door and went out to light incense candles in front of the Kitchen God, put tea and offerings to welcome the God of Wealth.

   Then he said to Qiu Weishui, "This is definitely a feudal superstition. What kind of God of Wealth is welcome? The God of Wealth doesn't come to send money, but he actually takes money from our house?"

   Qiu Weishui was wondering what he was talking about.

   Several children appeared at the intersection leading to the top of the mountain.

  Wang Yi prepared new Chinese New Year clothes for the students, a small jacket and jeans, which are strong and warm.

  The students ran in uniform and started shouting at the door: "Mr. Wang, you have a good New Year", "Have a baby early", "Double-click, one-shot twins", "Double-bang, give birth to twins"...

   Qiu Weishui rolled around happily on the kang after hearing this, saying, "Good luck, good luck."

   When a child comes to the door on the first day of the new year, this is to ask for a lot of money for the adults.

  On the morning of the first day of the new year, the children on the outer islands got up early, dressed in new clothes, and happily went to each household to say good things and send auspicious celebrations for the New Year.

  Especially in families with pregnant women, they will notify some strong or smart or handsome boys in advance, asking them to go to their home to pay New Year's greetings in the early morning of the first day of the first lunar month, as an omen to give birth to a good child.

   At this time, the host family not only has to prepare delicious snacks, but also small red envelopes, such as one or two cents.

   As a result, the students were too loyal, or the family told them, and they all came to Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui early in the morning to ask for luck.

   They are still clamoring for the first child to be twins or twins...

  Wang Yi’s drawer has a lot of red envelopes—cut out red paper, he is generous, he packs a dollar for the students, and then goes out and distributes them to the students.

   The students were ecstatic when they saw the crimson female tractor hand inside, and their shouts became louder:

   "Mr. Wang and Teacher Xiaoqiu are going to have triplets..."

   "No, it's about giving birth to quadruplets, four boys, so there will be someone shaking the oars in Teacher Wang's family..."

   "Give birth to ten twins..."

  Wang Yi patted his forehead helplessly.

   Mother, why do you have to turn in when you want a lottery? Do Chinese people have involution genes?

   He pondered for a while, pointed to Lao Huang and said, "Blessing transfer!"

   "Go, spring is here, all things are revived, go find your true destiny and love!"

  Old Huang blinked, watching him point to his warm smile, he responded with a warmer smile, shook his head and swayed his tail and threw himself on his lap, wrapping his front paws around his thigh and rubbing his face hard.

  Wang Yi: It was sloppy.

  The students came in waves after waves.

   Later, the number of children increased to 10,000...

   Even Qiu Weishui couldn't laugh.

   Xiufang also came and gave the two dumplings: "Mr. Wang, you like to eat seafood stuffing, and I will make you dumplings with large yellow croaker."

   Wang Yi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, why are you bothering with that? You are pregnant right now, so don't bother."

  Xiufang waved her hand: "The Zhuang family, can't work if you are pregnant? That's the eldest lady of the landlord's family!"

   "Besides, the big yellow croaker dumplings are not difficult, you Dongfang brother steamed fish with shaving thorns and stuffing, I can wrap it up."

  Wang Yi took the dumplings, took out a small bag and handed it to her: "Sister-in-law, remember to eat this every day."

   These are the maternity products he prepared such as folic acid and Rondi calcium, which are really useful.

   Xiufang looked at it and asked suspiciously, "What kind of medicine is this? A birth control pill?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "No, it's to protect the child's development and supplement you with calcium and vitamins."

   "Anyway, you can eat it. I have a sticker on the bottle with the dosage. Please pay attention."

  Xiufang was happy when she heard it, but she was still embarrassed: "You still say that I'm bothering you, but you're bothering me. You say you..."

   "Needless to say, I didn't just prepare it for you, sister-in-law, but for everyone in the team who wanted children." Wang Yi interrupted him.

   "Prenatal and postnatal care." Qiu Weishui said.

   She had already started eating all kinds of things.

   I don't know what Wang Yi asked her to eat, anyway, sour and sweet are delicious.

Xiufang was happy when she heard this, she held the bag and said, "Okay, then I'll take it back, I have to go back first, the cake is still warm at home, you wait for me to bring you rice cake and dumplings at noon. ."

  In the outer islands, there are three meals on the 30th and the first day of the first lunar month. On the first day of the new year, we eat dumplings and meat-filled dumplings for breakfast, and then at noon, we mainly eat vegetarian food, such as rice cakes and dumplings.

  Actually, according to the tradition, the first breakfast of the first day of the new year is to eat rice cakes and dumplings, which means that the years are high and reunion.

  However, life was difficult in the 1960s. Every family couldn’t eat pork several times a year. Children were greedy for adults, so they changed to eating pork dumplings in the morning—don’t worry about the family’s situation, there is some meat in the dumplings.

  To eat pure meat dumplings from a good family, and to add some meat stars to the cabbage from a poor family.

   On the first day of the new year, the weather is as new.

  There are many firecrackers set off to greet the God of Wealth in the morning. It just so happens that the sea breeze is relatively mild today, so the island is filled with smoke of gunpowder.

  The sea breeze is blowing slowly, and the gray smoke of gunpowder drifts slowly like mist.

  Wang Yi looked at Jinlan Island in the distance, and the situation on that island was similar.

  The smoke lingered, and I suddenly heard that there were fairy mountains on the island.

  The old men and the old ladies of the production team got on the motor boat in groups and set off to Waizuitou Island.

  The old people from the outside team are also getting on the boat. They are all going to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva, commonly known as worshiping the Bodhisattva.

   Since the 1960s, this has not been allowed to worship. The inland policy is particularly tight, but the atmosphere on the outer islands should be more open.

  If you don’t have the blessing of Bodhisattva and have no faith in those who eat at sea, no matter whether it is a man who goes to sea or a family member who stays behind, he will have no idea.

   Now that the reform and opening up has taken place, the policies are more relaxed and the atmosphere is more open, so the elderly are even more active.

  The temples on the outer islands on the first day of the new year are overcrowded, and it is crowded wherever you go to see them.

   On the first day of this year, the elderly asked Sha Shengquan to lead the team.

It happened that Sha Shengquan had shaved his head. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, standing on the bow of the boat and twirling Buddha beads. It was really like that, and he became the turbid wisdom in the temple of the goddess. Respectfully.

  Wang Yi didn't do this, he was strolling around the island to enjoy the spring.

   Although spring had already started, he didn't feel that spring had really come until this year passed.

   Spring comes early on the outer islands.

  This place is very habitable in terms of climate. Spring and autumn are long, summer and winter are short, and there are few extreme temperatures. Generally, there is no hot or cold weather.

  Last year, there were only two snowfalls in the outer islands, and it was still light snow.

   However, living on the island cannot concentrate the resources needed for life, it is inconvenient to travel, and it is inconvenient to do anything, and there are typhoons coming to visit from time to time, which will slowly lead to the withering of the outer islands.

   On the road, Ye Changan and Wang Xianghong were also strolling.

   When the three met, Ye Changan sighed: "The weather is really warm, and the thick sweaters can no longer be worn. I estimate that the warm current will come in ten days and a half months. Do you have to wear spring and autumn clothes?"

   They chatted a few words about the weather, and Wang Xianghong shifted the topic to work: "Mr. Wang, you are going to Laojun the day after tomorrow, right?"

   Ye Changan asked casually: "This year, the military support group organized by our county has a seat for you?"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, on behalf of the teachers, I will go to condolences to our people's children and soldiers."

   Ye Changan patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can represent the intellectuals and cultural class in our county, bring a few copies of "Long Aotian Global Adventure", and go to give a report to the soldiers."

   Wang Xianghong agrees with this sentence: "Yes, Teacher Wang should make a report."

   "Supporting the army and superior family members, supporting the government and loving the people are the fine traditions of our party, and it is also an invaluable magic weapon for the unity of the military, the government, the army and the people to overcome the enemy and win."

   "Since you have joined the Army Support Corps, you should show your best appearance, show your skills, and have a good communication with our comrades and soldiers."

   "The army has always been a productive place for producing writers. You have to communicate with the intellectuals among the soldiers with humility, and make your works go to the next level!"

  Wang Yi heard this, and the situation suddenly opened up.

  The outer islands have always had the tradition of supporting the army. Jiangnan Province holds many condolences for supporting the army every year.

   They are a key area for the support of the army and condolences, and there are many soldiers. Because it is located in the outpost of the East China Sea, it has always been a battleground for military strategists, and there are quite a lot of troops stationed in the military region.

Then, the stations here are scattered and the conditions are poor. Not to mention the entire outer island area, let’s talk about Wengzhou. It has more than 1,400 large and small islands, and as many as 240 are inhabited, and there are dozens of garrison islands. .

   It is not easy for the disciples on the outer islands. The island has insufficient supplies, inconvenient transportation, changeable weather, and strong winds and waves all year round. Stationing on the island really makes the disciples suffer.

  In the past, there was a garrison on Tianya Island. At that time, the people and the children and soldiers had a relationship, and the two sides got along very well. Later, when the station was abolished and the children and soldiers boarded the ship and left, the children and soldiers wiped their tears, and the uncles and aunts cried...

  Wang Xianghong also participated in the support army condolence group before. He was a cadre from the army, and the army was his family.

   However, since the 1970s, it has been an honor to participate in the support of the military condolences. People from all walks of life have the opportunity to participate, and they all participate enthusiastically.

   In this case, unless there is a special reason, most people take turns to participate.

   This year, Wang Yi joined it, and Ye Changan and Wang Xianghong told him that they hoped that he could perform well during the labor force, carry forward his style, and contribute to the social orientation of the military and civilian family, and make the military-civilian relationship more intimate!

   Both of them have participated in the support army condolence group. Ye Changan was also the head of the city condolence group in 1976 and 1978. He has experience in this area. He led Wang Yi along the way and chatted with him about related topics.

   In terms of labor force policy, the province has requirements that the condolence team must go to the grassroots level to meet the officers and soldiers face-to-face, 'no dead ends', and whenever there is a place where troops are stationed, the condolence team must send people to condolences.

   Wengzhou City set up a condolence group, and then divided the troops into five groups—the two armies and their directly affiliated troops were one road, and four counties including Fuhai and Fohai had one road each to form a condolence group.

The members of the    branch will report to the hostel of the two armed forces in the city tomorrow, that is, on the afternoon of the second day of the first day of the new year. They will meet with the leaders of the condolence group arranged by the province and members of the various theatrical performance teams, familiarize themselves with the situation, accept the task of supporting the army, and study related matters.

   Coincidentally, the head of the Fuhai condolences branch this year is Zhuang Mancang, who is very familiar with Wang Yi and can greet Wang Yi at that time.

   One day to the second day of the new year, Zhuang Mancang came directly to pick up Wang Yi to go to the city together.

   They have a police speedboat, and the two of them just took the speedboat over there.

  Zhuang Mancang didn't use public or private equipment. This time the speedboat was going to send prisoners to the city, mainly thieves, and two robbers.

   There were a lot of thieves, and they were handcuffed to the steel pipe in the **** cabin of the speedboat.

  Wang Yi sighed: "These people are really good, but they are not new years?"

   A thief muttered: "Isn't this working overtime during the Chinese New Year?"

  There is also a thief who said lazily: "Work hard to get rich."

  Zhuang Mancang gave them a gloomy glance, and they quickly put their heads in their crotch and stopped talking.

  These thieves are regular visitors of the police. They don't care much about being caught, so they just went to a place to be a guest. Anyway, someone takes care of them.

  Wang Yi looked at them and smiled silently.

   This year is 1983. Judging from the appearance of these thieves, they will definitely attack when they come out. After a few months, they will be caught again, and the end will not be so easy.

   Of course, it was all well deserved.

  The speedboat arrived at the port. Wang Yi helped Zhuang Mancang and two security guards to send the criminals to the port security bureau for handover, and then the security bureau arranged for a car to send the two to the area and the two military hostels.

   It was already in the afternoon, the hostel was full of people, and comrades from the prefecture and county levels who participated in the support army condolences began to arrive one after another.

The composition of    is very complicated. First of all, there are the head of the group and the deputy head of the group. They are the leaders of each unit. The list is submitted by the city and announced by the province. They are responsible for the whole group work of the condolence group.

  The second is the representatives of the condolences. Each group has 20 to 30 people, including leading comrades and representatives of heroes from departments such as food, commerce, aquatic products, transportation, culture and health, public security, personnel, and the Ministry of Human and Armed Forces.

   is the staff again, there are secretaries, there are theatrical performers.

Finally, there are relatively large-scale patriotic, party-loving and military personnel from all walks of life. These personnel range in number from fifty to eighty. They have good ideas, high consciousness, are not afraid of hard work, and are not afraid of seasickness. study.

Wang Yi thought he was the fourth category of personnel, but it turned out not to be, he was the representative of the second category of condolences. When he arrived at the scene to sign in, the staff gave him a big red flower, and there was a red cloth strip under his chest, which was gilded.' People's representatives' four words.

   is the same as the groom.

   is very popular!

   (end of this chapter)