Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

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People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. Tang Zhitong doesn't want to be famous.

The reason why he agreed this time was not only because he was a member of the Post and Telecommunications College, but also because he had not forgotten His instructions.

Now the productivity level is still very low, and college students are scarce everywhere. Tang Zhitong wants to stand up and say something to give some inspiration to the students. If a few of them can use their brains and think more in their future study, work and life, then this report will not be in vain.

This idea comes from a saying: After I die, don't miss me, learn from me, become me, and surpass me.

He was far-sighted. When he analyzed the reasons for the correction in the north, one of them was that too few people had seen Vladimir back then.

The power of example is infinite, which is one of the reasons why there were eight large-scale receptions after the storm started.

Tang Zhitong didn't dare to compare himself with Him, but he also wanted to do something to inspire his classmates, to give them some inspiration and enlightenment, to act on the present, to benefit the country and the people, so that his trip would not be in vain, and this would not violate taboos...

After coming out of Zhou Zheng's office, Tang Zhitong thought about revising his speech tonight. The focus of the report at the Municipal Bureau and the report at school are different.

Now that he was there, Tang Zhitong did not leave immediately. Instead, he entered the classroom again through the back door, intending to listen to the class and catch up on his homework.

"Teacher Tang, letters." After Luo Zhiping found Tang Zhitong entering the classroom, he took out a few letters from his schoolbag and handed them over secretly.

"Thank you." Tang Zhitong thanked him, took the letter, and took a look at it. From the handwriting on the envelope cover, he could almost recognize that it was from Wu Haiyang and other friends.

Tang Zhitong could guess what was written in the letter without even opening it.

Tang Zhitong stuffed the letter into his schoolbag and followed the homework records Lu Jian had given him, doing his homework one by one.

Being a student requires one to have the awareness of being a student. Although Tang Zhitong skipped classes, he did not intend to get exemption from inspection by taking advantage of the name of receiving guests. He could still handle it now, and would deal with it later when he was no longer busy.

When Tang Zhitong received the letter, a certain commune also received the letter.

It has been a long time since the first batch of barefoot doctors were trained. Not only have the results been publicized in newspapers, but the word that medical treatment is free has also long spread from production teams with barefoot doctors.

Unlike cities, villages in rural areas are mostly related to each other, and this rumor spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Not only were the members of the production team jealous, but even the leaders of the commune were jealous.

The commune has been reporting to the higher authorities through various channels, requesting the training of barefoot doctors for their commune, and has also submitted the names of those who need them, but there has been no response. Unexpectedly, there was a reply today.

Wan Qiaoyun, the director of the Women's Federation of Zhang Chengping's commune, couldn't wait to open and read the notice as soon as she received it. The list was the one she submitted, and a part of the list was screened. The ones on the notice were all candidates, and they were asked to notify us to go to Beijing for training.

When she saw a name, Wan Qiaoyun was stunned. Zhang Chengping?
Wan Qiaoyun was very sure that she had not reported this name. She looked at the production team in front of her name and remembered what happened two days ago. Zhang Yongming, the leader of this production team, asked her about the barefoot doctor registration. At that time, she told him that this batch had already been registered and that if they wanted to register, they would have to wait for the next batch. So...

Wan Qiaoyun didn't dare to act on her own in this situation. After hesitating for a while, she took the list to find the head of the commune. She had to report this!

"SJ, the list of doctors for training came out today, but there is one person on the list whom we did not report..." Wan Qiaoyun handed the notice to the top leader and explained the whole story.

After listening to the report, Gong Kou paused for a moment and said, "The higher-ups said at the time that each commune would only have five quotas, but the notice approved seven. This is correct. You must have reported Zhang Chengping at the time. Do you understand?"

"I understand! Then I'll go down and notify them first?" Wan Qiaoyun was also a smart person. She saw that the boss had made a decision and then she would just execute it.

This is actually not difficult to understand. Originally there were only five quotas, and two more were given this time. Zhang Chengping was stuffed in from above, and in order to allow the commune to support the situation, an extra quota was given to the commune.

For the commune, not only did the original quota not get taken up, but two extra doctors were added. This was a great deal no matter how you calculated it.

"Well, Zhang Chengping, you should go there in person." The top leader nodded and emphasized.

Zhang Chengping was unaware of this as he was working in the fields. After Tang Zhitong gave him some advice a few days ago, he came back and talked to Zhang Yongxiang alone.

"Then you can go to your uncle Yongming's house and do as the case says and tell him that you want to sign up to be a barefoot doctor." Zhang Yongxiang said this directly at the time. Not only did his nephew give him advice, he also prepared cigarettes. There was no suggestion that his family blocked the road in order to embezzle cigarettes.

Zhang Chengping listened to his father and went to the team leader Zhang Yongming's house. He received a response the next day. Zhang Yongming came back from the meeting and said that it was too late this time and he had to wait until next time to report. Even if he reported, he might not be selected.

Zhang Chengping had no objection to this result. He had never taken it seriously. How old was his cousin? Could he be given such a job? He himself did not believe it.

Although a little disappointed, Zhang Chengping accepted his fate and neither wrote nor called his cousin. He continued to work at home.

When working, I also have to pay attention to the wild vegetables I just dug up, and take them home to make corn porridge to drink. My sister-in-law gave me some cornmeal, but I can't eat it all by myself, I have to mix it with other foods.

The members of the production team were hungry, and they all looked exhausted when they went to work. If the team had not promised that those who went to work would have thick porridge to drink, it is estimated that few people would have come out today...

Seeing that the work was about to be finished, Zhang Yongming came over and called Zhang Chengping back alone.

"Xiaoping, I have been taking your matter to heart. When I left your house that day, I thought I couldn't just let it go, so I went to the commune again. Today the commune notified me that you were selected!" Zhang Yongming said happily, patting Zhang Chengping's shoulder.

"What? Selected?" Zhang Chengping was stunned at first, then he was ecstatic, and he was almost following Fan Jin's old path.

"Yes, you've been selected! You must study hard when you go there, and bring honor to our commune and our team. It will be worth my running around twice and risking my reputation to beg you for help." Zhang Yongming smiled slightly and patted Zhang Chengping on the shoulder twice.

"Thank you, uncle! Thank you, uncle! I have... two eggs at home. I'll go back and get them for you." Zhang Chengping was not out of his mind. He understood Zhang Yongming's hint and lowered his voice.

He originally wanted to give Zhang Yongming a handful of cornmeal, but he remembered Tang Zhitong's instructions and changed it to eggs at the last minute.

"Hey~ We are from the same village and are family, so we can't let this matter go. Well, there's no rush. The leaders of the commune haven't left yet, so come with me and show your face. It will be good for you in the future." Zhang Yongming said, holding Zhang Chengping who was about to run home.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Chengping obeyed the instructions very well. He took a few deep breaths, calmed his excited mood, and followed Zhang Yongming back.

On the way, Zhang Yongming cheerfully told Zhang Chengping to be more respectful when speaking, and to know what to say and what not to say, and to know his limits.

Zhang Chengping nodded as he listened. Although he and Zhang Yongming were from the same family, their relationship was beyond the fifth degree of mourning. If they went up two generations, they would have to share the same ancestor.

It was also because of this that people didn't take good care of him before, and Zhang Chengping understood this. After all, in the village, since ancient times, good things have always been given priority to relatives. When he came to the team, which was the former village committee, Zhang Chengping met Wan Qiaoyun.

"Director Wan, this is Zhang Chengping. Xiaoping, come and call someone." Zhang Yongming brought Zhang Chengping to the team and introduced him to Wan Qiaoyun.

"Hello, Director Wan." Zhang Chengping was extremely nervous. He had never been out of the village, let alone met a senior leader. He felt that the Director Wan in front of him was the biggest leader he had ever met.

"Hello, Comrade Xiao Zhang." Director Wan took the initiative to extend his hand to Zhang Chengping.

Zhang Chengping looked at Director Wan's hand hanging in front of him, stunned, and looked at Zhang Yongming with a puzzled look.

"Child, Director Wan wants to shake hands with you. Director Wan, you are a country boy with no knowledge, please forgive me." Zhang Yongming was embarrassed. After explaining to Zhang Chengping, he explained to Wan Qiaoyun.

Zhang Chengping was unwilling to admit that he was ignorant. After all, he was a junior high school graduate. He lowered his head, blushed, grasped his clothes, and muttered, "My hands are dirty."

"It's not shameful for working people to have dirty hands. I will follow Captain Zhang's call you Xiaoping. Come, Xiaoping, sit down and talk." Wan Qiaoyun was middle-aged and knowledgeable. She didn't mind Zhang Chengping's simplicity at all. She took Zhang Chengping's hand and pressed him on the bench next to her.

Zhang Chengping felt very restrained. The conditions in the production team were limited. There were no decent office equipment. There was only an octagonal table and four benches. Any matters in the team were discussed and decided by a few leaders. Ordinary people were not qualified to sit on these benches.

"Xiaoping, how many people are there in your family?" Although it was getting late, Wan Qiaoyun had no intention of leaving. After sitting down, she chatted with Zhang Chengping about family matters.

Seeing Wan Qiaoyun's friendly attitude, Zhang Chengping's nervous mood gradually eased, and he followed Wan Qiaoyun's rhythm and answered her questions one by one.

Zhang Yongming listened for a while and when he saw that Wan Qiaoyun had no intention of leaving, he got up and went out.

Wan Qiaoyun was at least a leader in the commune. It was almost time for dinner and the work was not done yet. No matter how difficult the team was, they had to squeeze out something to entertain them.

Zhang Yongming went out and walked towards the cafeteria, thinking about how to get more things out of Zhang Chengping.

The reason why Zhang Yongming dared to do this was because Wan Qiaoyun did not tell him the truth when she first came.

Wan Qiaoyun only said that this time there were two extra places available, so she reported Zhang Chengping as well, and that she came here to conduct an investigation.

In this way, Zhang Yongming felt more confident. He thought that no matter what, he had a share of favors in this matter!

"Xiaoping, where did you hear about the barefoot doctors?" After seeing Zhang Yongming leave, Wan Qiaoyun began to inquire about the reason why Zhang Chengping was on the list.

Wan Qiaoyun didn't believe that a rural youth could know that the commune was recruiting barefoot doctors. There must be someone behind it.

Wan Qiaoyun also didn't believe that Zhang Yongming told Zhang Chengping about this, because the truth was revealed when Zhang Yongming approached her last time to sign up. He said that a young man in his production team wanted to sign up to be a barefoot doctor and asked her if this was true.

Of course this was true, but because the number of places was limited, after the recruitment notice came down, it was not even notified to Zhang Yongming's production team.

Although the production teams below were all clamoring for doctors, only a few knew that they were recruiting.

For the benefit of each production team, Wan Qiaoyun believed that no production team leader would shout that the commune had started recruiting doctors...

"My cousin came to see my father a while ago, and mentioned that the city was recruiting young people to train as doctors." Zhang Chengping explained honestly. He didn't think there was anything shameful about it.

"Oh, is he your cousin from your aunt's family?" Upon hearing that he was coming to visit Zhang Chengping's father, Wan Qiaoyun began to inquire.

Wan Qiaoyun came here not only to show her goodwill, but also to find out more about Zhang Chengping's background.

This was not a good idea, but Zhang Chengping was inexplicably on the list, and the commune leader asked Wan Qiaoyun to make the trip in person, so Wan Qiaoyun had to think about the problem from all angles.

"Yeah." Zhang Chengping nodded in acknowledgement.

"What kind of job does your aunt do in the city?" Wan Qiaoyun felt that this matter was related to Zhang Chengping's aunt. She had just inquired about Zhang Chengping's age. He looked old, but he was only in his early twenties. This cousin was also in his twenties. She felt that a young man in his twenties could not handle such a thing.

"My aunt doesn't have a job. She cooks for my cousin and his wife and my cousin at home." Zhang Chengping replied honestly.

Zhang Chengping's answer confused Wan Qiaoyun. She didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, this was done by a young man?
Before Wan Qiaoyun could ask again, Zhang Yongming came in with a bowl of steamed bread and a bowl of pickled vegetables. As soon as he entered the room, he began to apologize: "Director Wan, the conditions are limited, please bear with me."

"Well, Director Wan, I should go back to eat." Zhang Chengping looked at the steamed bread, swallowed his saliva, stood up and said.

"Xiaoping, please sit down first." Wan Qiaoyun saw Zhang Chengping's expression and said to Zhang Yongming, "Captain Zhang, Xiaoping and I haven't finished talking yet. Let him eat with me here. I will give you the food coupons later."

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangements." Zhang Yongming saw this and knew that he would not have any share of the meal today. His heart was bleeding, but a smile appeared on his face. He lit the kerosene lamp for the two of them and went out to the cafeteria.

"Xiaoping, eat it, you're welcome." Wan Qiaoyun smiled and picked up the steamed bread and handed it to Zhang Chengping.

"Director Wan, this isn't a good idea. You ask, and I'll go back and eat after I've answered." Zhang Chengping was tempted, but still refused.

"Oh! Don't be polite with me. When you come back after completing your studies, I will come to see you for medical treatment. Just consider it as an advance payment for the medical expenses." Wan Qiaoyun stuffed the steamed bread into Zhang Chengping's hand without giving him time to explain.

"Okay, I definitely won't charge you!" Zhang Chengping was so hungry that he couldn't resist the temptation. He didn't care about getting his hands dirty, so he started to eat the steamed bread with some pickled vegetables.

However, Zhang Chengping did not eat much and stopped after eating two steamed buns.

"A young man only wants to eat two? Keep eating until you are full." Wan Qiaoyun picked up another new steamed bun and handed it to Zhang Chengping.

Although Zhang Chengping didn't know what the "grassland" was, it didn't stop him from quoting what Xiao Wang said that day to reject Wan Qiaoyun's enthusiasm: "Director Wan, I don't want to eat anymore. My cousin's wife said that you can't eat too much when you're hungry for a long time. She said her father told her that many soldiers died after leaving a place called grassland because they ate too much and too quickly."

"Gah..." After hearing this, Wan Qiaoyun's eyes widened and she was choked...

(End of this chapter)