Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 679 Chapter 678 Is he going to be a representative again?

Tang Zhitong did not choose to mix the shepherd's purse at home and bring it over, but instead wrapped the shepherd's purse and planned to give it a full service in Chunshu Hutong.

According to Tang Zhitong's idea, he also brought the dumplings for Zhang Chengping to Chunshu Hutong, and then delivered them to Zhang Chengping when the get out of class was about to finish, which would serve as dinner.

However, since Xiao Wang spoke up, Tang Zhitong happily went to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

The training time is very tight. I reported yesterday and the class started today.

Tang Zhitong asked along the way and went straight to the outside of the classroom. Coincidentally, the get out of class had not yet ended.

In order not to bring additional pressure to Zhang Chengping, Tang Zhitong did not greet the teacher, but sat aside and waited for the get out of class to end.

It is said that the royal palace is the best, with pavilions and terraces, and even the corridors are connected by corridors. There are benches next to them where you can sit down and rest for a while.

The courtyards in Sijiu City are different from those in the south. The seats here have no backrests, so if you want to find a place to lean on, you can only lean on the pillars.

In some buildings, chairs with backrests are called "beauty chairs". Whether they are comfortable or not is another matter. Anyway, the poems written in the past dynasties are very beautiful:
After the plum blossoms bloomed on the mountain, the morning breeze became chilly. I put on more clothes several times because I was afraid to lean on the railing.

Youth is fleeting and I shed tears; the beauty is gone but I still lean on the railing.

The green and red flowers bloom powerlessly, and she leans against the railing as if to surprise people.

There is also Li Yu's "The carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the red face has changed", this change ruined his own life.

Tang Zhitong closed his eyes and looked up at the sun. He had heard from experts that this could prevent myopia, but he didn't know if this method would work for an older youth like him.

It was not until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that Tang Zhitong turned his head and opened his eyes.

Although Tang Zhitong was unwilling to put pressure on Zhang Chengping, the teacher saw that Tang Zhitong was a student of Luo Qingquan.

The two exchanged a few polite words until Tang Zhitong stated his purpose. Then he went to the classroom to call Zhang Chengping out before leaving, leaving the two of them with time and space.

"Brother Xiaoping, is your lunch box in the classroom?" When Tang Zhitong came here yesterday, he saw the lunch boxes distributed to the students. They were the same as those used by college students, all made of enamel.

"Eanzi, there's no need to bring me food. I eat well here and have dry food for every meal." After hearing Tang Zhitong's question and considering that he had something in his hand, Zhang Chengping, no matter how dumb he was, understood why his cousin came.

"These are the dumplings my mother made with the shepherd's purse you brought. I brought them for you to try. How about we go to the side?" Seeing that Zhang Chengping was unwilling to take the lunch box, Tang Zhitong simply pulled him to the side.

Without waiting for Zhang Chengping to sit down, Tang Zhitong untied the rope on the plate, intending to let him eat it all at once.

A plate of dumplings, and with vegetarian fillings, should not be a big deal for a strong laborer. At most, he can just eat less in the evening.

"Well... it's a bit too much, you eat too." Zhang Chengping couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when facing the dumplings.

"I've eaten, and this is all for you. Eat and then go back to class. The teacher won't say anything to you." Tang Zhitong seemed to see through Zhang Chengping's worries, pulled his sleeve, and pressed him to sit on the bench.

"I'm worried that I've eaten too much." Zhang Chengping rubbed his hands on his lapels twice, as if washing his hands, and then reached out.

"The human body is not that fragile. As long as you don't eat too much, it'll be fine. At most, you can eat less at night." Tang Zhitong came over without bringing chopsticks, and just watched Zhang Chengping eat with his hands.

At the beginning, Zhang Chengping was a little shy and took the dumplings slowly, but after eating two, he tasted the flavor and conquered his taste buds, so he took more dumplings quickly.

Tang Zhitong was afraid that Zhang Chengping would choke, so he did not dare to urge him. He even looked around to find a place with water or a convenient place to draw water from the space.

Fortunately, it didn't happen. Zhang Chengping didn't choke and finished the whole plate of cold dumplings in less than five minutes.

"Brother Xiaoping, what is served here in the morning and at noon? Are you used to the food?" Tang Zhitong stacked up two plates, then tied them up again with a rope, intending to take them away later.

"In the morning we have millet porridge, and at noon we have steamed bread, pickles and soup. The teacher said that we are supplied with one pound and two ounces of grain every day, and everyone is quite satisfied with it." Zhang Chengping burped and said embarrassedly.

"That's good, it's equivalent to 36 kilograms of food per month, which is the standard for college students." Tang Zhitong nodded.

"The teacher said so too." Zhang Chengping smiled happily. This was the highest treatment he had ever received in his life. He would definitely feel proud when he told about it when he got back.

"Eat what you normally eat. Don't secretly hide the steamed bread in the dormitory. The weather will soon get hot, and they won't keep if you hide them. They will easily attract rats, so don't waste the food. If there are any more difficulties at home, we can work together to solve them." Tang Zhitong looked at the way Zhang Chengping ate just now. He was worried that he was not full, and even more worried that he was secretly hoarding food.

"Hehe, I'll pay attention to it." Zhang Chengping blushed when his little secret was exposed.

"Brother Xiaoping, studying is a brain-intensive job, and you can't do it on an empty stomach. After studying here for a month, you may be able to save up ten pounds of steamed bread from your teeth, but you will definitely not be able to learn on an empty stomach. It will be a waste of this opportunity and delay your whole life. You have to distinguish which is more important." Tang Zhitong advised sincerely in a calm tone.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Chengping saw his cousin's seriousness and finally nodded in agreement. In fact, there were many people who did this, and he was just an inconspicuous one among them.

Tang Zhitong nodded. Just then, the bell for class rang, so he started to shoo people away: "Brother Xiaoping, it's time for you to go to class, and it's time for me to go back. I wish you success in your studies!"

That being said, Tang Zhitong knew in his heart that if Zhang Chengping couldn't seize the opportunity this time, he would never create such an opportunity for him again.

Life is actually like this. Sooner or later, there will always be opportunities, but it is hard to say whether you can seize them.

Only parents will try their best to create opportunities for their children, as for others...

The Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is not far from Chunshu Hutong. Tang Zhitong rode his bike up the stairs in less than ten minutes.

"Brother-in-law, fishing, fishing, fishing..." As Tang Zhitong entered the door, he was overwhelmed by his brother-in-law's muttering, as if he was a fish on his fishing rod.

Tang Zhitong was speechless. He really forgot about this because he was too busy.

"What? Dumplings can't stop you from eating?" When Xiao Wang heard her brother mumbling about her husband, she raised her eyebrows, glared at him, rolled up her sleeves, and immediately looked like she was going to take action.

Perhaps the dumplings worked, Wang Jingmin rarely talked back, but begged Tang Zhitong, "Brother-in-law, can we go fishing next Sunday?" "I don't know if I have anything to do next Sunday. Have you finished your homework?" Tang Zhitong asked, rubbing his brother-in-law's head.

"It's finished! Shall we go now?!" Wang Jingmin accurately grasped the hidden meaning of Tang Zhitong's words.

"Jingmin, stop bothering your brother-in-law. I have something important to tell him." Ye Zhijuan had been watching from the side. Seeing that the two brothers were about to leave, she stopped them.

After hearing what his mother said, Wang Jingmin's face instantly fell, and he didn't dare to talk back. His little expression was very interesting.

Tang Zhitong sat down on the sofa consciously, waiting for his mother-in-law to lecture him.

"By now, almost all the units that should know about the meeting last week have known about it. Since we are mainly responsible for the training of doctors in the communes and production teams around Sijiucheng, and have done some useful things for the peasant brothers, the Sijiucheng People's Committee intends to select a representative from among us to add to the team." Ye Zhijuan looked at her son-in-law and said with a smile.

Tang Zhitong saw that this was an opportunity for him, otherwise Ye Zhijuan would not have brought this up for no reason. While she was still talking, he quickly said, "Mom, I think Uncle Luo or the comrades on the front line would be more suitable."

"What? You have no idea?" Ye Zhijuan still smiled.

"No, I'm still young, and my thoughts and cognition are still immature." Tang Zhitong just wanted to be an ordinary person and was not willing to get involved in this, but in the past six months, it seemed as if an invisible big hand was pushing him forward.

"You are quite modest." Ye Zhijuan first praised her, then continued with a smile: "This is what your Aunt Li meant, why don't you go and tell her?"

After Ye Zhijuan finished speaking, she laughed heartily.

Tang Zhitong was stunned after hearing this. This was Aunt Li praising him. If he really went to her to refuse, it would be like there was a hole in his head - there was a hole in his brain.

“Don’t feel pressured. Many of the representatives from the People’s Committee are young people. They are the backbone of various units and communes. You can have more exchanges when you have the chance.

We usually only get together for meetings and then listen to reports together.

Usually, I focus on work and study. If I encounter something unreasonable during work or study and feel that it needs to be adjusted, I will write a proposal and submit it.”

Ye Zhijuan was afraid that Tang Zhitong was under too much pressure, so she explained the situation to her son-in-law.

Tang Zhitong was a little overwhelmed. This was completely beyond his understanding. He had rarely been exposed to this before and felt a little panicked.

Student Xiao Wang seemed to sense her husband's mood and grabbed Tang Zhitong's hand.

Feeling Xiao Wang's strength, Tang Zhitong scratched his head with his other hand: "Mom, I'm worried that I won't do well and will disappoint you and Aunt Li."

Things have come to this point. Tang Zhitong felt that he had no right to refuse and could only force the issue. However, saying the ugly words in advance could leave himself some wiggle room.

"Behind closed doors, I'll be honest with you.

I don't mean to look down on my fellow farmers, but to be honest, half of the representatives are farmers from the commune, and their educational level is generally not high.

Do you think you can do worse than the peasant representatives elected from the commune?
They are not afraid, so why are you worried?" Ye Zhijuan confronted Tang Zhitong.

"Okay, then I'll try." Tang Zhitong gritted his teeth and nodded.

If this opportunity had been given to some people decades later, they would have raised a toast to celebrate with their families, but Tang Zhitong only felt that the burden on his shoulders had become heavier.

Tang Zhitong feels that this is a very sacred thing. As a representative of a bank, one should seek benefits for its practitioners and formulate policies for the long-term development of the bank, rather than treating it as an opportunity for speculation.

"As a young person, you should be aggressive and not timid when encountering problems. Go for it boldly. Your aunt Li and I will back you up." Seeing her son-in-law's expression, Ye Zhijuan made a rare and clear promise.

"Thank you, Mom. I will try not to cause any trouble to you and Aunt Li." Tang Zhitong expressed his gratitude first, and then explained himself: "I am worried because this burden is heavy. As a representative, I must have a sense of mission and do things with a public spirit. I cannot seek the slightest personal gain from it. I am worried that I can't bear it."

"This is what we should do. Do you want to seek personal gain?" Ye Zhijuan asked with a smile.

"How can that be possible? I'll be content as long as I have a salary." Tang Zhitong shook his head quickly. No matter now or in the future, such representatives will not get any salary. At most, they will be given a symbolic allowance.

"I feel relieved that you think so." Ye Zhijuan nodded with relief.

"Mom, with this identity, should I propose proposals on rural health care, or can I expand it to proposals related to our city's postal service?" Tang Zhitong got into the role quickly. Although he had not been officially notified yet, it did not prevent him from considering future matters. He thought very simply, since he had taken on this responsibility, he had to do it well, right?
"It's not limited to your industry, as long as it's of concern to the masses, it's fine. But it's best to be in a field you are familiar with, so it will be more convincing." Ye Zhijuan gave her opinion.

"Then I have an idea." Tang Zhitong nodded. He had some exposure to it before, so it might not be a big deal at the moment, but it would be hard to say in the future.

Some people rely on the influence of their ancestors, some rely on knowledge, some rely on appreciation, and some rely on contribution. The paths are different, but there are many strange remarks.

Idle houses can be rented out, and cars can be used to pick up work, but what about people without houses or cars? No one mentioned it.

There are also subsidies for private folk art theaters, which is indeed good news for small theaters struggling to survive, but since those who perform small theaters themselves are inevitably associated with profiteering for themselves.

What's worse is that some very obscene and violent people have a bag of yellow shit in their crotch, but they suggest that everyone should be clean, which instantly destroys the jobs of some people.

This matter does need to be clean, but everyone must be treated equally. What others want is nothing more than fairness, and leaving only one person behind would seem too greedy.

The human heart is unpredictable. There are always some people who forget their own identity and willingly serve as spokespersons for capital, which is very despicable.

"I believe you can do it." Xiao Wang looked at her husband, smiled sweetly, and used a little strength on her hands, as if to convey courage to Tang Zhitong.

Tang Zhitong couldn't guarantee whether he could do it well or not. If he knew the current situation, he would definitely be blameless. It would be nothing more than raising his hand.

But when he thought of the group of little ones he saw in the fields at noon today, Tang Zhitong felt that he had to do something for them and was determined not to become the person he hated the most, so he smiled at Xiao Wang and said, "I will definitely do my best and try my best."

"Someone will come to see you later. If you have any questions, you can ask in detail then." Ye Zhijuan ignored the couple's intimate actions. After all, this was an outward manifestation of their harmonious relationship.

(End of this chapter)