Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 704 Chapter 703 I have a bold idea
The smell of the escort office has become very light.

As soon as Tang Zhitong arrived at the Finance Department, he was greeted by Ma Wei's notice: "Section Chief, Director Fang came to see you yesterday and said he would come over after you arrive."

"Oh? What happened?" Tang Zhitong was a little thirsty, so he put down his bag and poured himself a glass of water first.

"No. I guess it's about the farm. It's already been approved by the higher-ups." Ma Wei reported to Tang Zhitong with a smile.

"Wow, that's great. Although not everyone knows about it, you have made a great contribution. I can't represent others, I can only thank you on my own behalf!" These days it's popular to say "I represent so-and-so". Tang Zhitong doesn't like that tune very much. Although he is also a representative, he doesn't dare to say how many people he can represent.

"Oh, I feel embarrassed when the section chief said that. After all, I am also a member of the escort department." Ma Wei was very happy, but she also had the good qualities of Chinese people, such as being reserved.

"Hahaha, this is what you deserve. I'll go find Director Fang first." The water was a little hot, so Tang Zhitong simply took it and went out.

When you get outside, replace half of the hot water with spring water, then drink it all in one go, and then fill it up again. Perfect!

The daytime temperature is already below 20 degrees Celsius, and the heating stove at the escort office has been turned off. Since Chinese people believe in the health-preserving principle of "cover up in spring and keep warm in autumn", people will still wear more clothes when going out at this time of year. For physical comfort, many people open doors and windows for ventilation, and Fangyuan is no exception.

There was no one in Fang Yuan's office. Tang Zhitong knocked on the door and called out, "Director Fang."

"Come in and close the door." Fang Yuan recognized it as Tang Zhitong's voice, raised his head and smiled.

"I heard from Ma Wei that Brother Yuan came to see me. Does he have any instructions?" Tang Zhitong closed the door, put his enamel cup on the table, took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to Fang Yuan before sitting down.

"Now that you've quit smoking, you've got plenty of cigarettes around you. You've given them to others, right?" Fang Yuan didn't say anything right away. Instead, he lit a cigarette and joked with Tang Zhitong.

"Well, pass me a cigarette to talk." Fang Yuan was not an outsider, so Tang Zhitong did not hide anything.

"How are you doing recently? Are you able to handle the work? There were many people when we were boiling manure last time, so I didn't have much to ask you."

"I was a bit busy last week, but this week is okay. I have a report tomorrow, and there should be no more reports after that." Tang Zhitong had met with Teacher Zhou several times this week, and he didn't mention any reports. He estimated that he would be able to relax a little later.

"Well, being busy is a good thing, but not being busy is also good. It's like this, the department has agreed to involve our Municipal Bureau in the farm affairs, and the Municipal Bureau will arrange some personnel to be stationed there in turn. The specific arrangements have not yet been made. What do you think?" Fang Yuan gave a general account of the matter.

"Just let Brother Yuan arrange it. I'm already a bit disconnected from work due to my training, and I don't want to widen the gap with everyone else in labor training." Tang Zhitong made the choice without hesitation. The worst that could happen was that he would just skip classes again.

"Okay, then I'll arrange it for you when the time comes. The farm is in Daxing, about 20 miles away from here, so it will be convenient for you to come back if something happens." Seeing that Tang Zhitong agreed, Fang Yuan readily agreed. In his opinion, going deep into the masses is a basic quality that a good cadre should possess.

"Well, if I'm not here at that time, let Ma Wei tell me." Tang Zhitong said decisively. On the one hand, going to the farm to work was to improve his image in front of the employees, and on the other hand, there would be new instructions at the end of the month criticizing cadres for holding meetings every day and not going to the grassroots.

Fang Yuan nodded, and the matter was settled: "I saw you working very hard last time. Did you get scolded after you went back? You stink."

"Oh, don't mention it. My cotton-padded jacket and trousers were hung outside for a whole night, and my wife washed my coat twice." Tang Zhitong grinned, a little proud. Although he removed the odor after washing the clothes that day, when he got home in the afternoon, the clothes were not dry yet. When he asked, he found out that classmate Xiao Wang was worried and afraid that he would go to work with a smell on his clothes, so he washed them again.

"Hahaha, I'm almost the same. The potato sprouts have come out. I discussed with Sister Chen and we'll start planting the day after tomorrow morning. You can decide when to come. We have a lot of people here, so it doesn't matter if you don't come." Fang Yuan laughed heartily, feeling that the two wives had similarities.

"This is a big event for our Escort Department, I have to come." His base is in the Escort Department, and the possibility of transferring it in a short period of time is not great. Tang Zhitong made a choice instantly.

"Okay, then wear something shabby when the time comes, so you don't have to be scolded by your wife when you go back." Fang Yuan instructed.

"Okay! I'll wear the clothes I wear to the construction site when the time comes." Tang Zhitong responded happily. He had no shortage of old clothes. Some of them were modified by Zhang Guifang to add trouser legs as he grew taller, and some were modified from his father's old clothes. It was just that after becoming a deliveryman, he mostly wore work clothes, so the chances of wearing old clothes were greatly reduced.

After talking about the business, the two chatted about what they had heard and seen recently.

This time, Tang Zhitong did not ask Fang Yuan whether he was short of food or not.

The food ration of the residents of Sijiu City has not been reduced again. Now the wild vegetables have sprouted and we have survived the winter. As long as we are diligent, things will get better day by day in the short term. If we go to the suburbs to dig some wild vegetables, we can survive.

Of course, this only applies to people with urban household registration, and rural people are not included.

After returning to the Finance Department, Tang Zhitong first dealt with the backlog of documents over the past few days, and then read the newspapers of the past few days while holding an enamel cup.

The recent international situation is still turbulent and makes people in Northwest China feel uncomfortable reading about it, as if there is no peace all year round.

Tang Zhitong saw the report that a few days ago, the North had successfully launched a satellite-type spacecraft and the fourth spacecraft had landed safely.

Although the relationship between the two sides has become unpleasant, the country still sent a congratulatory message, probably hoping to get some technical support for the project.

As for the domestic situation, although there are difficulties, what we see in the newspapers are positive and vigorous improvement measures.

Two of them caught Tang Zhitong's attention, and he looked at them carefully.

One is the instruction on health work, which frankly states that the work has been relaxed in the past two years, and that we must continue to carry out the health campaign and do a good job in health work, learn from the health departments of the former capital, and strive to achieve remarkable results within three years;

All health and medical personnel must cheer up and demonstrate their abilities;
Everyone should hold fly swatters and other tools as much as possible, make a big fuss, and eradicate the four pests, but don't kill sparrows; instead kill bedbugs.

The other is an instruction on technological innovation, one of the sentences is: With the gradual improvement of the level of mechanization and semi-mechanization, many enterprises are moving towards automation and semi-automation, and the comprehensive utilization of raw materials, and developing in the direction of high-end, precision and high-tech.

After reading it, Tang Zhitong scratched his head. Regardless of whether the first one had anything to do with him or not, at least the Women's Federation and the health department of Beijing would be very happy for a long time.

As for the second point, doesn’t this provide a solid theoretical foundation for tinkering with supermagnets?

One advantage of working in the escort department is that you can leave work on time after finishing your get off work.

When Tang Zhitong got home, Xiao Wang and Feng Zhen were not back yet. Only Feng Zhi was at home playing with the cat.

"Eanzi, Fengzhi came back today and said there is a vaccination, and the school asked parents to see if they want to get it." Zhang Guifang saw Tang Zhitong coming back, so she asked her son for his opinion. "What vaccination?" Tang Zhitong understood that vaccination was a term used by the public, and it was actually a vaccine, but he was still confused, and his mother's words were as good as nothing.

"I can't remember, I just remember that it cost three cents. You ask Fengzhi. Fengzhi, stop playing and tell your brother what the vaccination is about." Zhang Guifang threw the question to her son and daughter, then turned around and continued to prepare dinner for the whole family.

"Our teacher said it was a vaccine for spinal cord inflammation, which prevents infantile paralysis." Fengzhi did not clearly say the name of the vaccine, but she remembered the name of the disease.

"Infant paralysis? Is it polio? Polio vaccine?" Tang Zhitong suddenly realized, does this mean that the localization of polio vaccine has been successful?

"Yes! That's what the teacher said. Brother is really amazing!" Feng Zhi complimented him, and then asked timidly, "Our mom said that it's up to you to decide whether to beat him or not, so I won't beat him, right?"

"Fight, kids from other places don't even have a chance to fight!" Tang Zhitong answered without any hesitation. Any hesitation for a second would be disrespectful to Comrade Gu Fangzuo.

Gu Fangzhou is only in his thirties now, and is affectionately called Sugar Pill Grandpa by later generations. I am afraid that since the 1970s and 1980s, there is no child who has not eaten sugar pills.

Tang Zhitong had read some news about polio vaccines before. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were only two types of vaccines in the world. One was a dead vaccine from the other side of the ocean. It was safe and effective, but it could not prevent secondary transmission, and it was very expensive, five dollars a shot, and three vaccinations were required. This price was obviously not affordable, and we could not accept it.

The second is a live vaccine developed in the north, which has a production cost one thousandth of that of a dead vaccine, but has not yet undergone clinical trials.

After obtaining the original vaccine from the north, Gu Fangzuo and his colleagues established a base in Kunming. They first tested it on monkeys, and then on humans after the test passed. The first group of people in the country to undergo live vaccine trials were members of this team.

Because the polio vaccine is ultimately intended to be used on children, it is still one step away from clinical application, which is pediatric clinical trials.

The first child to receive the polio vaccine clinical trial was Gu Fangzuo's son Gu Liedong. At that time, he was just one month old. Gu Fangzuo secretly took the child out without telling his lover...

Tang Zhitong didn't know whether the current batch of polio vaccines was also undergoing clinical trials, but this was not a problem, because as far as Tang Zhitong could remember, this vaccine had never caused any adverse effects, at most causing a fever for two days.

"Brother, can I not fight?" When Fengzhi heard that her brother supported her fighting, she immediately begged with a sad face.

"What's wrong? Are you still afraid of pain?" Seeing his sister's appearance, Tang Zhitong knew that this was triggering his sister's childhood trauma.

A few years ago, when Fengzhi was even younger, she had a severe cough, so Grandma Tang took her to see a doctor. The doctor listened to her and told her to get a shot in the buttocks.

Since Fengzhi had never had it before, she didn’t know that a shot in the butt could be so painful.

As soon as the needle was inserted, Fengzhi's body began to twist. Grandma Tang was not strong enough to hold her down, so Fengzhi hid in the corner and cried like a frightened mouse, with the needle still on her butt.

"Yeah, it hurts. I don't want to fight." Fengzhi pleaded pitifully.

"Okay, then we won't beat her." Tang Zhitong didn't want to add to his sister's childhood trauma, so he finally agreed. If he didn't want to beat her, then he wouldn't. In less than two years, sugar pills would be available, and she wouldn't resist eating sugar by then, right?
When she heard that she would not be beaten, Fengzhi immediately turned from sadness to joy and ran into the house to tell Zhang Guifang the good news.

Tang Zhitong smiled and shook his head, pretending to take out a comb he made for Beibei from his bag, but in fact he made it secretly using a plug-in.

This job was not easy to do indoors, so Tang Zhitong called Beibei outside.

Beibei thought that the shit shoveler was here to feed him again, so he followed behind happily. Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by a blanket and then a comb was used to treat him.

Combing a cat's hair is a very relaxing job. You can get a handful of fur in just three or five strokes.

Beibei didn't understand why, but she cooperated very well. After all, it wasn't a hard pull, so she didn't feel any pain.

When we were almost done combing the hair, Xiao Wang came back and asked, "Are you combing the cat's hair?"

"Yes, I made a comb today using the school's equipment. How about it? Not bad, right?" Tang Zhitong shaved the remaining hair twice, held the fluff in his hand and showed it to Xiao Wang.

"I didn't expect it to be so useful." Xiao Wang was very happy that her husband's invention was useful. She said with a smile on her face.

"What's wrong with your face? Why is it so red?" Tang Zhitong noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Wang.

"Maybe I have a slight fever." Thinking of how her husband advised her not to get up to get the autographed book last night, Xiao Wang's face turned even redder. To cover it up, she took out another copy of Selected Works of Mao Dun from her bag and said, "Look, it's Mr. Shen's autograph."

"My hands are dirty, you hold it first, I'll make ginger soup for you." Tang Zhitong didn't bother to look, threw away the combed hair, and walked in with the comb.

Zhang Guifang also noticed something was wrong with her daughter-in-law. After learning that Xiao Wang had a fever, she urged her to go to bed and rest, and asked Tang Zhitong to light the stove in the side room.

In the eyes of the older generation, if you have a fever you have to cover yourself up with sweat and not catch a cold again, otherwise you will easily catch a severe cold.

In Tang Zhitong's opinion, people will feel cold at the beginning of a fever and need to cover themselves up. After taking medicine, they will sweat and need to take off their clothes appropriately to allow the sweat to be discharged.

More than a year after getting married, classmate Xiao Wang fell ill for the first time and received meticulous care. Zhang Guifang specially cooked millet porridge and added brown sugar to it.

Zhang Guifang did not let her daughter-in-law go to the main room to eat, but asked her son to bring the food to the bedside.

Xiao Wang was in good spirits. She did not let her husband hold a bowl to feed her. Instead, she leaned against the head of the bed and ate one spoonful at a time.

Tang Zhitong was watching over the stove, boiling the brown sugar and ginger water.

The brown sugar ginger water still tasted the same, reminding the two of the first time they were in the same room together at the Hujialou Post Office.

Tang Zhitong looked at Xiao Wang's beautiful face, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I have an immature suggestion and a bold idea."

(End of this chapter)