Chapter 780 779 Anhua Building

"The gathering of heroes is about to begin, and all units are reporting candidates. You participated in the compilation of the 'Barefoot Doctor Manual' and were received by an audience, so the health department wants to transfer you over to represent the health department in being evaluated as an advanced person." Cheng Hai didn't keep the secret any longer and repeated the news he had heard. He said "repeatedly" because he had already told Zhang Xinping once before.

"Well, I won't go. I'm not the only one who participated in the compilation of the manual, and I'm not the only one who was received. It doesn't make sense for the health department to do this." The health department's approach was exactly the same as that of the Science and Technology Commission. They had started to arrange transfers for him, but he, the person involved, was completely unaware of it. It would be strange if Tang Zhitong agreed.

"Don't worry. If this is the only incident, the department wouldn't have to call the Municipal Bureau to give instructions." Cheng Hai continued to talk about the news he had heard with a smile:
"After the health department hung up the phone, the education department called again, saying that you are very suitable for teaching and educating people, and they also want to transfer you over. I heard that after the leaders of the department heard about what you did in the education department, they laughed so hard that they couldn't stop smiling, and they firmly declined their kindness.

What did you do in education?

Tang Zhitong was interviewed because of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" issue. It was normal for the health department to want someone, but Cheng Hai was very curious why the education department also wanted to transfer Tang Zhitong there.

"It's about education. After the Spring Festival, I submitted a proposal on pinyin and simplified characters to the Cultural Reform Commission. I also participated in a promotion training and gave several classes. Could it be related to this?" Tang Zhitong thought about it. It seems that this is the one with the wider influence.

"Probably not. I heard that after the leader hung up the phone, he praised you several times in the office. The general meaning was that you are very thoughtful and can think about problems from angles that others cannot see." Although the status of the Cultural Reform Commission is not low, a few days ago an instruction was issued from above regarding the report on the experience of Pinyin literacy in Wanrong County. With such a gem in front, other achievements will be eclipsed. In theory, the leader should not be so happy.

"If that's the case, then I roughly understand." Tang Zhitong stroked his chin, thinking of Director Ye's words "The education department will have follow-up arrangements."

"Tell us quickly, tell us quickly, let us broaden our horizons." Cheng Hai and Zhang Xinping had been analyzing the situation for a while but couldn't figure out the reason. Seeing that Tang Zhitong had figured it out, they couldn't wait to ask.

"Well, what's the point of gaining knowledge? It's about that thing called artificial rainfall." Tang Zhitong chuckled. This was the only thing he could think of that had a big impact on his career related to education.

"Huh? You were involved in this too?" Cheng Hai and Zhang Xinping looked at each other, the surprise in their eyes was visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't participate in the specifics. I just mentioned the idea of ​​using anti-aircraft guns to create artificial rainfall. The specific implementation was completed by the Agricultural Machinery College, the Meteorological Bureau and the army." Tang Zhitong looked at their surprised expressions and felt a little proud in his heart.

"There is no Jade Emperor in the sky and no Dragon King on the earth. I am the Jade Emperor! I am the Dragon King! Wow, you actually created a group of Dragon Kings!" Cheng Hai was quite emotional when he saw Tang Zhitong nodded in agreement.

When I heard this poem before, it seemed like bragging, but when artificial rainfall came out, it became concrete.

Now Cheng Hai finally understood why the leader was so happy. There was no water in the river, but two cannon shots would make it rain. How could he not be happy?

"That's too much. Artificial rainfall still depends on meteorological conditions. If there are no clouds, it will be useless no matter how many rain-making bombs you fire." Tang Zhitong waved his hands repeatedly, maintaining a minimum sense of awe.

What Cheng Hai was reciting was a poem that became popular in 58 - "I'm Coming". It is very well-known and even now there are still children who chant it from time to time.

After "I am the Dragon King" there is another sentence: "Order the three mountains and five peaks to make way, here I come!"

In just a few lines and thirty-three words, a kind of momentum is revealed, just like Nezha's words "My fate is in my own hands, whether I am a demon or an immortal, I have the final say", which makes the people who put themselves in the shoes of others feel excited.

But as a person who has experienced it, Tang Zhitong feels that this statement is a bit arrogant. Instead, the saying in "Warning to the World" that "Everything is determined by fate and is not in our control" is closer to life.

"Hehe, I finally understand why the leader instructed the Municipal Bureau not to let you go. With your achievements and ideas, it will be a big loss to our system if we let you go." Cheng Hai waved his arms, a little excited.

"Brother Cheng, you're exaggerating. I'm just a screw, but not that important. I'm already very happy to be able to contribute to social development." Tang Zhitong waved his hands modestly, but he was already very happy in his heart. Fortunately, the Science and Technology Commission did not join in the fun this time, otherwise how surprised would Cheng Hai be?
Cheng Hai was immersed in his own thoughts, and continued, "Hey, it's better for you to stay in the Municipal Bureau. You will definitely be one of the participants in this gathering of heroes. If our department doesn't choose you to participate, the health and education departments will say that the department has no respect for talents. How to show the achievements of our department to the people of the whole country will depend on you!"

Those who can attend the gathering of heroes now must be the best in all walks of life. Anyone who speaks at the meeting will start from his own industry, talk about the achievements of his industry and speak for his industry.

As a member of the postal service, Cheng Hai really hopes that Tang Zhitong can speak on behalf of the postal staff.

"Don't worry, if I don't go, it will better highlight the talented people in our department. I am willing to be a supporting role to make the red flowers in our department more colorful and eye-catching!" Seeing that Cheng Hai's words were getting more and more outrageous, Tang Zhitong hurriedly tried to make amends.

Things can be done in a high-profile manner, but one must be low-key in life. As for speaking at the meeting, Tang Zhitong was unwilling to participate. This was not a report in school, nor was it promoting pinyin to students. He was facing a group of real advanced people, while he relied on speculation. Tang Zhitong felt a little guilty.

"It's time to show off. Teacher Tang, if you become rich and powerful, please don't forget me." Zhang Xinping listened to the whole story quietly and was very happy to have such a friend.

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm late." Zhang Xinping had just finished speaking when Wu Aijun rode in from the gate of the courtyard on a bicycle, braked suddenly and stopped beside several people.

"How do you feel about being in the cadre school? Are you adapting well?" Zhang Xinping asked cheerfully when he saw Wu Aijun coming over.

"I've adapted, just like I'm back home." Wu Aijun stood up his bicycle, nodded to Tang Zhitong, and took out cigarettes to distribute to everyone.

"Come, let me introduce them to you." Zhang Xinping took the cigarette and introduced Wu Aijun and Cheng Hai.

The three of them lit up cigarettes, and Tang Zhitong watched from the side.

"You're not late, but you're late. You didn't hear the big news from Section Chief Tang." Zhang Xinping took a puff, pointed at Tang Zhitong, and even changed his address to a more formal one. He left Wu Aijun in suspense and said, "You guys chat first. I'll go out and see if the cart I'm looking for has arrived."

Zhang Xinping did this intentionally. Firstly, it was to create topics for Cheng Hai and Wu Aijun to talk about. Secondly, today he had to move house and warm up the pot. If he started late, he would miss dinner.

"What big news?" Wu Aijun asked Tang Zhitong after Zhang Xinping left.

"It's not such big news. Everyone is just making fun of me." Tang Zhitong waved his hands modestly. It was not for him to talk about his own achievements. This job must be introduced by Cheng Hai next to him.

"I'm not kidding. Come here, Aijun, let me tell you..." Cheng Hai arrived the earliest. Zhang Xinping told him in advance who would be coming today and also mentioned Wu Aijun's background. Especially Wu Aijun's words just now, "It's like returning to my own home", Cheng Hai did not dare to look down on him and treated him as a peer.

Everything in the scene was within Zhang Xinping's expectations.

After listening to Cheng Hai's vivid explanation, Wu Aijun sincerely praised Tang Zhitong and said, "I feel like I can't catch up with your pace even if I run."

"Come on, you're not bad either. Are you going to the cadre school for further studies?" Tang Zhitong had just heard Zhang Xinping mention "cadre school" and only now did he bother to ask.

"Well, I'll work part-time, study there for a while, and then go back to the city bureau to work officially." Wu Aijun was very proud of being able to study at the Public Security Cadre School, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily. "Comrade Xiao Wu, the safety of people's lives and property depends on you!" Tang Zhitong gave Wu Aijun a thumbs up and joked.

After finishing a cigarette, Zhang Xinping brought two men into the yard and the move officially began.

The storage room is not big, but it is filled with household belongings from under the bed to above the head.

It was difficult for two people to turn around inside, so several men started passing the items out one by one, placing them outside first and then classifying them.

Most of them were small items for daily life. The only big items were a bed and a cupboard. There wasn't even a decent table. The whole family took turns standing next to the cupboard to eat.

The conditions were extremely difficult, and it was precisely because of this difficulty that Zhang Xinping was able to get a house in Anhua Building during the Spring Festival. You should know that at that time the Municipal Public Security Bureau had not yet been upgraded, and Zhang Xinping was still a small section chief.

But it's just right now. Zhang Xinping's salary has increased with the upgrading of the Municipal Bureau. The increase in salary is enough to offset the rent. In other words, he can live in a much bigger house than now without spending more money. Ever since his wife showed up, he has had a smile on his face.

Large items, small items that are inconvenient to carry, and fragile thermoses, pots, pans, and bowls are all placed on the cart. For the medium-sized items, we tie them to our bicycles and we can move them all in one trip.

Sijiucheng has upgraded the flatbed trucks, making them more regular, but with a smaller cargo capacity.

Tang Zhitong looked at the thin bodies of the two board masters and thought that this was reasonable.

The food ration is determined by the nature of the work. Steel workers, steel rolling workers, and coal miners engage in heavy physical labor, and most of them receive the maximum ration. However, it is hard to say what the food rations are for the laborers on the streets. After all, some of them are just individuals and have no organization to rely on.

Everything was packed up, except for a stove and some honeycomb coal. Tang Zhitong saw that Zhang Xinping had no intention of packing up, so he asked, "Brother Zhang, why don't you take these with you?"

"Yes, I plan to give it to someone. There is a canteen over there. You can order whatever you want and the canteen will prepare it for you. Hot water is available 24 hours a day and there is heating in winter. The stove and honeycomb coal are no longer needed. In my opinion, those pots are also no longer needed. Your sister-in-law is reluctant to part with them." Zhang Xinping was very excited, his eyes full of longing for a new life.

When he went to Anhua Building to look at houses, he learned about it in detail. The building was fully equipped. As long as he lived in it, he would not have to go out at all, and all the food, clothing and daily necessities for the family could be solved inside.

"Brother Zhang, you should take it with you. The cafeteria is not open 24 hours a day, right? You sometimes work overtime and you have to heat up your meals when you get home, right?" Seeing that Zhang Xinping was a little overwhelmed by the new life described by others, Tang Zhitong quickly made a suggestion.

Anhua Building is a landmark building in the old city, and it has its own aura. Now that people have just moved in, they must do their best to look presentable, but it is hard to say what will happen next.

"Okay, then take it with you." Zhang Xinping thought it made sense, so he gave up the idea of ​​giving it away.

Zhang Xinping had two children. The older one was carried by Zhang Xinping onto the crossbar of the bicycle, and the younger one was carried by his wife. The four men left first on bicycles, and his wife walked along with the cart.

The road from here to Anhualou is generally downhill, so it is not difficult to get there whether you take a cart or a bicycle.

Tang Zhitong had seen Anhua Building from a distance several times and observed it up close once, but he had never looked inside. Today was the first time.

Looking inside through the door, you’re struck by a sense of grandeur that doesn’t belong to this era.

The lobby on the first floor is very large, large enough to accommodate four rows of bicycles and allow pedestrians to pass through.

"Put the bicycles outside." Even though the four people's bicycles were only placed at the entrance of the building and they had not yet gone inside, a staff member in the Anhua Building reminded them.

"Okay, we'll unload the things and push it out." Zhang Xinping didn't have any sense of toughness as an owner, and agreed with a smile.

Leaving the children to watch their things, the few of them put down their bicycles, came back, walked into the Anhua Building, and headed for the elevator with their things.

There are two elevators, the kind with handles, which look very retro in Tang Zhitong's eyes.

"See? I press the elevator button in a residential building. It's unique in this city." Zhang Xinping said proudly.

"The specifications are almost as good as a meeting hall." Cheng Hai was surprised when he saw the architectural details in front of him.

"Of course not. I heard that this building was built layer by layer with the leftover red bricks from building the meeting hall. The quality is very good." Zhang Xinping felt a sense of belonging at this time and kept praising the Anhua Building.

"Can I see the square from up there?" Tang Zhitong looked around, at the lobby and the corridor. The corridor was spacious and had an avant-garde design. It was divided into several sections by floor-to-ceiling glass doors, and there was a glass chandelier above, which looked like crystal and looked beautiful even without turning on the lights.

"Yes, we can see it when we stand in front of the window when we get home." Zhang Xinping said happily.

As we were talking, the elevator arrived. Inside was a set of tables and chairs, with a girl sitting on the chairs.

Tang Zhitong looked at him with laughter. It was the first time he took an elevator since he came to this era, and also the first time he saw an elevator operator. On airplanes, they are called "stewardess", so this one should probably be called "elevator sister", right?

The girl opened the elevator door and asked, "Which floor?"

"Excuse me, the eighth floor." Zhang Xinping still spoke politely.

The elevator is not big, less than three square meters. Including the table and chairs in the elevator, the usable space is less than two square meters.

Four grown men, each with their own belongings and a child, couldn't fit in one trip. Tang Zhitong simply put his belongings on the ground and chose to wait for another trip: "You go first, I'll wait for the next one."

"I'll wait for the next one too." Seeing that Tang Zhitong didn't get on, Wu Aijun also chose to wait for a while. He had taken the elevator before and was not surprised by this thing.

(End of this chapter)

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