Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 631 Chapter 630 Shouldn’t this be worshipped?

Xiao Wang is a generous person who rarely shows temper. Even when she acts like a daughter, it is only when she is in the same room with Tang Zhitong.

Now there are not only younger brothers and sisters at home, but also Xiao Gu, so even though Xiao Wang could no longer hide the deep affection in his eyes, he suppressed it temporarily and just gently twisted Tang Zhitong's waist.

Xiao Gu is only one year younger than me and is also of age, but he not only has a good family background, but more importantly, he is very smart, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to be admitted to Tsinghua University at such a young age.

The little girl in ancient costume didn't notice the two people's little actions. She took out four notebooks from her bag, said they were for her younger brothers and sisters, and diverted the attention of the children.

He knew what the situation was like in his hometown, and he had been writing letters to him ever since he started school.

He also knew the situation in the old city. Although he could buy food coupons outside, it was not very convenient to use them.

For most people, buying food coupons is actually worse than buying snacks. If you are lucky, you can buy a pound of snacks. Although the quality is lower than before, it contains sugar and oil after all. It is just a little harder at most, but it provides more energy than grain.

Xiao Gu is very satisfied with this part-time job he found during the winter vacation. The money doesn’t matter, the main thing is that he can have a full meal and eat as much as he wants. The dishes are as diverse as possible, which is much better than the cafeteria!
People should be kind and grateful. Xiao Gu had eaten for more than ten days and received his wages, so he thought of giving some gifts to the students as souvenirs when they parted.

After choosing and choosing, the most suitable one is still a notebook.

Notebooks come in both soft-cover and hard-cover versions.

The cover of the soft cover is paper, not plastic. The hard cover is also paper, but it is very thick and can provide good protection. It is currently a high-end gift.

This kind of notebook is also called a diary. Many literary young people like to buy it to write a diary. Student Xiao Wang has two of them.

The item was good, but because the price was so high, my younger brothers and sisters didn't dare to buy it.

"Okay, take it. Your teacher Gu means well, and this is full of expectations for you. Study hard in the future and don't let teacher Gu down." Tang Zhitong was watching from the side, and after seeing his younger brother and sister's inquiring eyes, he simply made the decision.

No matter how expensive the book is, can it be worth this friendship?
With these diaries, I can confirm my teacher-student relationship, which will be of great help to the future development of my younger brothers and sisters!
"Teacher Gu, my brothers and sisters recognize you very much, and my mother also praises you. If you have time during the holidays, can we continue to make up for it? The salary remains the same." After Tang Zhitong finished talking to his brothers and sisters, he started to do Teacher Gu's work again.

The friendship that can be accumulated in ten days is limited, but if the winter and summer vacations of the next few years can be tied together, Tang Zhitong feels that he will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

"Okay!" Xiao Gu nodded, and the matter was settled.

Ye Zhijuan had already given the tutoring fee to Xiao Wang yesterday. Xiao Wang handed the wages to Xiao Gu today and left without staying long.

After sending Xiao Gu to the gate of the Women's Federation dormitory, Tang Zhitong went upstairs, took the notebook and began to read it carefully.

The style is relatively simple, but the quality of the paper is excellent, with clear lines, and there is an exquisite colorful illustration every few pages.

Some illustrations are auspicious designs, others are photographs, some are buildings, some are parks, and some are meetings with important figures, with the main theme being diversity.

It's very popular to give notebooks as gifts these days.

It can be given as a gift to friends, couples, as a souvenir, as a reward, or to teachers and students.

My younger brothers and sisters were all very happy. As students, what good gifts could they receive? Especially Fengzhen, Fengzhi, and Jingmin. They had only seen notebooks of this level in stores before. Their family never bought them notebooks of this level.

Tang Zhitong had seen this kind of notebook, but that was in the 1990s. If a classmate could receive such a diary from a friend, it would be very prestigious.

"Do you like it? I'll buy you one later." Seeing her husband staring at the diary, Xiao Wang thought he liked it, so she whispered.

"Oh, no, I was distracted by looking at the illustrations." Tang Zhitong smiled. The real reason he was distracted was that he was lamenting the huge gap between urban and rural areas. The scissors gap is not just talk. There is at least three, even four or five generations gap between the countryside where he grew up and the old city.

"Hey! Look! Teacher Gu wrote something for me!" Jingmin came back and flipped through his notebook, showing off to Fengzhi.

"Huh, I have one too." Feng Zhi wrinkled her nose and smiled very happily. This notebook was so exquisite that she couldn't bear to use it.

Tang Zhitong heard the conversation between his younger brother and sister and smiled.

Nowadays, whether it is a notebook given as a gift or a notebook given as a reward, there will be a few words written in it.

Among private persons, words of encouragement and expectation are mainly used, and rewards are nothing more than stating the reason for the reward, stamping it with an official seal, and indicating the date.

"Here, put it away. Keep it as a treasure if you don't want to use it." Tang Zhitong smiled and returned the hardcover notebook in his hand to Fengzhen.

This hardcover notebook is thread-bound, with only a layer of glue and a thin layer of gauze at the opening and closing.

The notebook looks good, but its practicality is a little lacking. Because the cover is hard cover, it does not fit well with the soft paper inside. If it is opened and closed many times, it is very easy to tear from the back of the cover.

It was still early, so Tang Zhitong prepared the knife fish and stewed it before packing up and taking his two sisters home.

On the way home, classmate Xiao Wang chattered about Tang Zhitong: "You haven't been hungry these days, have you?"

"No, we had four dishes and one soup, which is a higher standard than the local diet." When away from home, in order to avoid worrying their families, most people only report good news and not bad news, and Tang Zhitong is no exception.

The things that happened in the past few days were more than what Tang Zhitong had encountered in the more than one year since he came to the city, including children being stolen, robberies, and car windows being smashed, but Tang Zhitong said nothing.

"What about the accommodation? Are you used to it? Can you sleep at night?" Xiao Wang continued to ask.

"Everything is fine. There are sleeper berths on the way there and a double room over there." Tang Zhitong smiled and added in a low voice: "It's just that I always feel like something is missing from my arm."

After hearing this, Xiao Wang sent her husband a cart of autumn spinach and continued to ask, "How's your work? Is it going well? Why did you come back so early? Didn't you say you would come back soon after school started?"

"It went smoothly. The work has been done. Why are you still staying there? The Municipal Bureau doesn't want to have a bunch of imperial envoys pressureing them, so they expressed their affirmation of our work early on and sent us back with gifts." Tang Zhitong said jokingly, half-truthfully.

The WH Municipal Bureau is indeed very cooperative with the investigation team. They have no choice but to cooperate. The former director has just been dealt with, and his position is still not completely gone.

During his time at the branch office, Tang Zhitong listened to grassroots employees talking about the previous director.

Things like subdividing delivery areas, reducing the workload of couriers, and saving everyone's energy were done by the previous director.

It can be said that they care very much about the employees, so when they were asked to make a "fake letter", everyone from top to bottom cooperated so well.

Can this kind of leader be considered a good leader?

Is it unfair that this treatment was carried out?

Tang Zhitong felt that he was not wronged at all. He should never have cheated. He should just work at his usual pace. If he couldn't push the work forward, then he couldn't push the work forward. It was just poor performance. If he ranked last in the evaluation, then he would be criticized.

When the investigation team goes down to understand the situation, talk about the difficulties, and take a closer look at the living conditions of the postal employees, maybe they can get some support.

But if you want both, you are just being confused, and it is not unfair for you to be treated this way.

During the few days that Tang Zhitong was in Wuhan, some employees actually spoke up for the former director, thinking that the punishment was too severe and were full of complaints.

Tang Zhitong just listened to it. Even if he really sympathized with the situation of the WH Municipal Bureau employees, he would not write such words of plea in the investigation report.

As the boss of a system, it is his duty to fight for the interests of the employees in his department, and it is also a means to maintain his own position.

A truly good boss is one who can satisfy the local people and do practical things for them.

It is actually not difficult to judge whether a boss is good or not. Just visit the local area and listen to the local people's word of mouth.

Whenever a certain boss is mentioned, all he hears is curses. He leaves a mess behind and then walks away. This kind of person is definitely a disgrace to the whole city.

There was also a certain boss mentioned, whom eight out of ten locals didn't know.

When mentioning a certain boss, some people will say he is a good boss, at least he built a park and renovated the road.

The best boss is of course the one who is praised by the people.

A truly confident boss is one who dares to retire, enjoy his old age, or even rest in peace in his second hometown, like Mr. Li from Honghu.

After returning home, Tang Zhitong continued to cook fish.

Originally, Tang Zhitong was thinking of picking some more lotus roots and telling his family that they were local specialties sent by the local municipal bureau, but when he thought of Hao Ren, he gave up the idea.

There was no way. Xiao Wang and Hao Ren were too close, and his lies would be easily exposed.

In fact, giving "Tuyi" is a local tradition that has existed since ancient times. Even after liberation, it cannot be free from this custom. And people really dare to give it, even to the people at the top of the society!
In the end, the matter is usually settled by paying a discount.

I don’t know who sent it, but I know exactly who didn’t.

The WH Municipal Bureau did not send it, and Tang Zhitong was not interested in that little thing, so he wrote the report as it should be, with absolutely no bias just because he did not receive anything.

The local living standards are so poor that Tang Zhitong would be embarrassed to accept it even if it was given as a gift, but it is hard to say for others.

Tang Zhitong is not the leader of the investigation team, and he is not willing to have the headache of such things.

"This fish has so many bones!" Fengzhi is a child after all. She is not as good as an adult in terms of hand-eye coordination and patience. What's more, it is very torturous that she cannot eat the delicious food to her heart's content.

"Be content, this fish is so fresh. When you have the patience to eat knife fish, it means you have grown up." Tang Zhitong lied to his sister.

Knife fish is not valuable nowadays, and it costs only a little over one yuan per pound on the banks of the Yangtze River. Knife fish tastes good, but it is not as hearty and filling as grain.

"What kind of fish is this? It's quite delicious." Classmate Xiao Wang didn't mind the many bones and ate it with relish. He picked out all the fish bones and put them on the table, intending to give them to Beibei later.

At this moment, Beibei was walking around the dining table, hoping that one of the shit scoopers would be merciful and give him a bite of food, but none of them had any taste and didn't even throw any of their shit on the ground.

"Yangtze River knife fish. Now is not the right time to go. I heard that if we go two months later, the river will be full of these things." Tang Zhitong felt quite regretful, because by then the knife fish swimming upstream would all be adult fish, big in size, and more delicious to eat.

It’s no wonder that Xiao Wang praised the fish for being delicious, because the knife fish is indeed delicious. However, its number will become increasingly scarce. In a few decades, a large knife fish can be sold for thousands of yuan. It is a true aristocratic food that ordinary people cannot afford at all.

The same treatment is also given to hairy crabs. It is said that in recent years, the people in Hu County have been relying on hairy crabs to fill their stomachs. It is not known whether this is true or not. After all, Tang Zhitong has not been there and has not seen it with his own eyes.

After dinner, Zhang Guifang followed Mrs. Tang’s example and burned paper money in the yard.

In the past, medical standards were low, and many Chinese people were accustomed to praying to gods and Buddhas for safety. It is hard to say whether it worked, but at least it provided psychological comfort.

Everyone from top to bottom is well aware of the people's behavior.

There is a line in the two poems "Sending Away the God of Plague" published by the old man in 58: May I ask where the God of Plague is going? The paper boat with a bright candle is burning in the sky.

It's about burning paper money.

After Zhang Guifang finished her work, it was time for the children to start playing.

Fengzhen and Fengzhi took out the lanterns they bought during the Spring Festival. They were able to happily play with a small candle for half the night and did not feel cold at all.

Xiao Wang also had a lantern, and Tang Zhitong stuffed a half-burnt candle into it.

"I'm an adult now, so I shouldn't play anymore." Xiao Wang felt a little shy and embarrassed.

"Let's play. The Chinese New Year will be over after today. If you want to play, you have to wait until next year." Tang Zhitong lied to Xiao Wang. In fact, they can play anytime, but the atmosphere will be gone after the Lantern Festival.

Although Xiao Wang joined the younger sisters under Tang Zhitong's encouragement, they did not play for long before Zhang Guifang called him: "Fengzhen, Fengzhi, pack your schoolbags, go to bed early today, and go to school tomorrow."

Fengzhi still wanted to play, so she mumbled a few words, then was slapped on the back of her head and became quiet.

"You two should go back to your rooms too. It's so late and you have to go to work tomorrow." After teaching the two younger ones a lesson, Zhang Guifang urged the two older ones.

Hearing what Zhang Guifang said, Tang Zhitong chuckled, while Xiao Wang's face became a little more shy.

On the surface, it was to let them go to bed early, but in fact, the couple hadn't seen each other for several days, so they were given some space and time to spend together...

There was time and space, but the conditions for committing the crime were not met, after all, Xiao Wang was not in good condition.

With the delicate girl in her arms, some parts of her body were erected against her will. Xiao Wang was a woman who cared about her husband, so she tried her best to help him...

This is only true when they are young. Once a man is in his thirties, he will wish his wife would come to visit his relatives. As long as the relatives are there, he will give in to the war for a week.

When you are in your forties, it becomes a game of chase and escape, and intrigue.

(End of this chapter)