Section 148 Wei Aiwen’s New Year’s Party
Yes, no ambiguity at all. [Full text reading] "Wei Aiwen proudly told us about the conference on remembering bitterness and sweetness, and especially praised Wang Tao's abilities.
Wu De smiled and nodded: "Xiao Wei, although I am a navy, I have been in the PLA for more than ten years. I rely on my old age to serve as my old man, but I have to say something to you: your political work is a crooked way."
"Remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet is a wrong way to go?!" Wei Aiwen's face immediately turned red, with an unconvinced look on his face.
"Remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet is not a wrong way, but what you call 'shu' is not 'heart'." Wu De said, "Technically speaking, you and Wang Tao cooperated very well, and the effect was achieved immediately. . But when doing political work, you still have to do it with your heart."
"Don't we care?"
"The so-called intention is to always care more about the soldiers and their sufferings." Wu De said with a reproachful look: "You should think more about these soldiers. Many of them are orphans, their families are broken, and they have no relatives. Isn’t it sad to celebrate the New Year and save energy? Some people fled from the mainland to escape hardship. Their relatives are still in their hometowns, and they don’t know whether they are alive or dead. Have you never seen soldiers secretly shed tears at night? You always know how new recruits feel homesick, right? Every New Year You should be especially considerate to them during the holidays. Do you think giving them a delicious meal and ordering rice and salt stamps means you care about people?"
Wei Aiwen nodded: "I understand. In fact, we need to make more emotional investment."
"I'm used to talking about investment, but that's pretty much what it means." Wu De said, "The soldiers think you are a good officer. When there is a war, you don't need to say a second time to ask them to go to the mines. They can help you take bullets." You won’t frown. If you act aloof at ordinary times, they will be interested in you during a war. If you are not honest with the soldiers, you will be punished. "
Wei Aiwen said: "When I first joined the army as a new recruit, the squad leader washed my feet. I felt very uncomfortable and the squad leader was also very dishonest!"
"That squad and you are making the same mistake now," Wu De continued his political education. "The squad leader washes the feet of the soldiers. This is a manifestation of caring for the recruits. If you are not washing feet, you are caring about the recruits. Your squad leader usually treats your own If the soldiers are not good, what's the use of just washing their feet? If you just wash your feet once for no reason, the soldiers will believe you and obey you? This is called formalism."
Wei Aiwen and his family felt that they had benefited a lot. He said sincerely: "Ade. After you are so experienced, you should give us more guidance."
"I have something to offer. The army must be united." Wu De said, "Go and do your work."
"Okay. I'm going to leave the army right now. We're all single after all. There's nothing to do on New Year's Eve. Let's go to the construction site on the third day of junior high school."
"I won't forget it. Just don't worry."
Wei Aiwen took off his coat as soon as he left. Lying in bed, I continued to think about the reform of the local labor system after the year. This again involves civil administration. The Xiaozi Mountain Internal Affairs and Civil Affairs Committee now has no involvement in local land management. This management system is a bit messy. It should still be unified. The matter of running a regular school must be quickly put on the agenda. Many children in the commune are not studying. The orphans who were bought need to be educated, and the children from the commune need to be educated even more. They are our future...
I fell asleep thinking about it.
Wei Aiwen called Dongmen Chuiyu on the way and asked him to organize a party for the entire battalion of officers and soldiers.
"Okay, let's start now. These soldiers are bored and doing handstands and somersaults. By the way, Wu Nanhai just sent four or five baskets of lucky oranges to the camp, saying they were condolences for the soldiers. , I left three catties for you."
"Don't leave it for me. Dongmen, you are not good at this. You are trying to be special." Wei Aiwen was still immersed in the sense of nobility after being educated by Wu De. "Officers and soldiers are all equal, evened out on a per-capita basis. Those who serve as soldiers first, and then officer."
"Damn, are you serious about coming? Okay, then you can be the last one to get it." Dongmen's laughter came from the phone.
"It doesn't matter if you don't have it. You kid, don't use the oranges from the Army to flatter Ma Da."
"Don't worry, come quickly if you want to eat oranges."
The New Army's party venue is located on the playground, which fully reflects the benefits of Hainan's warm weather. A fire was lit in the center, and many red Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures were posted on the walls of the barracks. The soldiers were all sitting around the fire, except those who were already sleeping. The only officers in the venue were Dongmen Chuiyu and You Huhu. Wei Aiwen unexpectedly spotted Luo Duo, who was wearing the armband of a guard duty star officer and carrying a gun. The soldiers were all nibbling melon seeds, gnawing sweet potato strips, eating oranges, and happily listened to Wang Tao's story.
Dongmen Chuiyu saw Wei Aiwen coming and threw an orange to him: "Are you here too? Welcome! Welcome!"
Wei Aiwen smiled at the east gate, stood at attention again, and saluted the soldiers with dignity. The commotion was such that all the soldiers stood up and returned the greeting.
"Sit down, let's continue playing." He glanced at the people as he spoke. I think Wu De’s reminder is really right. If he had told everyone to go back to sleep or watch the New Year's Eve in a deserted manner, how could there be such a lively atmosphere?
Wang Tao has just finished talking about a section of "Official Struggle", which is Liu Baorui's classic storytelling. As an amateur storytelling enthusiast, he has put in a lot of effort.
Of course, at this moment, not to mention Qianlong, even Qianlong's grandfather is still unknown. Therefore, except for changing some obvious things from the Qing Dynasty to those from the Ming Dynasty, he did not change anything about Qianlong, He, Liu, etc., and just regarded it as a story that happened in a dynasty that did not exist. The soldiers were all fascinated. When it came to an end, everyone refused to let him go and asked him to continue. Wang Tao waved his hand modestly: "You can't eat all the good food. We'd better ask Captain Wei to have one. Everyone applauds and welcomes!”
There was a burst of warm applause, and as for the gesture of applause, it was useful. After all, this is still new to them.
Wei Aiwen did not speculate. He walked to the ground and coughed. He was also a frequent visitor to KTV in the past. He was the artistic backbone of the company and knew a lot of songs. However, pop songs were too soft, so he might as well do a military song. He remembered the "Prairie Cavalry Song" that he liked to sing in the past. He recalled the lyrics, hummed them again, eliminated and replaced some inappropriate parts, and then started singing:
Grassland, grassland,
The vast grassland stretches as far as the eye can see!
The heroes flew across the grassland on horseback,
Heishi rushed forward.
Hey, the warrior galloped forward.
Girl, please watch
The road ahead of us is smooth,
Look how far this road is,
Hey, there was constant singing along the way.
Hey, there was constant singing along the way.
On the way,
There are wide fields around us
This is our farm,
There is a new scene everywhere.
Hey, there's a new scene everywhere.
But we see,
There is smoke on the horizon,
The enemies are hiding in the forest,
Hey, like dark clouds covering the blue sky.
Hey, it seems like dark clouds cover the sky.
Don't worry, girl.
We prepare to meet the enemy,
Look, the cavalry is galloping,
Hey, the infantry charges forward.
Hey soldiers charge forward.
Hey, time travel regime leads us.
Hey across the regime to lead us.
This song was originally the final chorus of the Soviet composer Knibel's Fourth Symphony "The Epic of the Komsomol Soldiers". The lyricist is the young poet Gusev. This work they collaborated on won the prize in the All-Soviet Communist Youth League Song Competition in 1934. Soon, many choirs and singers at home and abroad began to sing the song.
This song is both majestic and romantic, and has the heroic spirit of defending the new regime, which is very suitable for the occasion. From the warm applause of the soldiers, he knew that he had sung it very successfully. It seemed that this song could be promoted in the army in the future.
Wei Aiwen had sung a song, and when he came down to the crowd, You Laohu directly tapped him on the shoulder because he sang well. Then he quietly asked how the conversation with Wu De was going. Wei Aiwen couldn't help but brag about how he persuaded Wu De with his eloquent tongue.
There are soldiers on the ground here who sing local songs, and there are also people who stack Arhats and stand on their heads, having a great time. You Huhu said: "I have to go back, my mother is still waiting to watch the New Year together."
"You are still filial. Haha."
"How do you say that? It's the way to be a human being." After saying that, he stuffed the two oranges into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Do you know about the life secretary?"
"I heard. Do you want to get one too?"
"Of course, I told my mother to get a princess to take care of her. Now it's good, my mother is taking care of me." You Laohu was a little embarrassed, "Let's get a life secretary first so that she can rest."
"Princess, to be honest, I don't care much about it." Wei Aiwen shook his head. With that small body? Some women still keep their feet free, which makes them uncomfortable to look at.
Early the next morning, Wu De got up, washed up with Chu Yu in his care, and ate the sesame-filled dumplings she made herself. Seeing this girl running around with a bright face and a flower on her temples, I suddenly thought, why should I be so pretentious? With the new year and new atmosphere, I might as well stop it. According to the standards of another time and space, this girl Chu Yu was just pretty, and her figure was not even close to that. She really couldn't be considered a beauty. Fortunately, I don't have high requirements for women. At the last executive committee meeting, someone proposed that we should share the affairs of living secretaries with everyone. In fact, it can be done. Everyone can enjoy an ordinary life and stop eating in the cafeteria all the time...
Just as he was thinking about it, Chu Yu brought two lucky oranges over and knelt down in front of him: "Chu Yu wishes you a happy new year."
"Get up and say New Year's greetings," Wu De sometimes couldn't stand her behavior and accepted the oranges. Bringing oranges to celebrate the New Year is probably a custom in the Chaozhou area.
Chu Yu didn't get up, but said with a smile: "I don't want to give you any profit for New Year greetings."
"Okay, here you go." Wu De prepared a lot of New Year's red envelopes yesterday. The content in them was actually very little. Each envelope was just a coupon worth one kilogram of salt. However, the local people are deeply influenced by Guangdong and are quite particular about this.
Seeing Chu Yu happily busy in the house, he smiled but said nothing. A trace of nostalgia came to his mind and he said in his heart:
"Hey, when will we be able to achieve success? Let's go back to our hometown and see."
Then I thought about it, even if I occupied Guangdong immediately, my hometown in this time and space would have nothing to do with my hometown.
Looking out the window, the sky is still bright. There were commune cadres outside to pay New Year greetings, and then they went out to visit the homes of familiar people in the commune, and visited the dormitories. The breakfast served to everyone in the cafeteria during the New Year was dumplings stuffed with sesame fillings. Wu De looked around and saw that no one looked bad, which made him quite happy.
After breakfast, even though it was a day off, there was nothing interesting. Wu De went to various construction sites as usual. These construction sites now rely on the labor supply of the commune. According to the plan, the brick kilns and quarries will not stop working, and the labor camp teams will be responsible for continuing production. The other is the Baitu Village Cottage Project in Bobu. This village is mainly engaged in shipbuilding work, so the residence is still arranged at the port of Bobu, and the village name is still called Baitu. Wu De did not ask for a car. He took his guard Yuan Qiushi and walked along the road to Bobu to check the progress of the project.
When I went to the construction site, I saw Wen Desi and several people from the construction department climbing on the high piles of river sand to point out the situation, seeming to be discussing something.
"Mr. Wen, good morning! Oh, by the way, I wish you a happy New Year."
"New Year's greetings to you too!" Mr. Wen shouted from above, and Wu De saw Mei Wan, the head of the construction department, and a few people he was not very familiar with.
Wu De climbed onto the pile of river sand. Wen Desi held a sketch in his hand and was discussing matters with the construction department. When he looked over, he saw the structural diagram of the new building in Baitu Village.
"What? Do you want to change the architectural situation of the new village?" Wu De saw that this structure was different from the standard residential buildings already built in Bairen Commune.
"The current standard residential building A in Bairen Commune has a shortcoming, that is, its defense power is low. It is no problem in our core area. In places like Bopu, we still have to take the defense performance into consideration. There is another problem that you may not have noticed. Farmers are not used to living in multi-story buildings, and the current A-type houses do not take into account the needs of ordinary people to dry their clothes."
This type of house is called B-type residential house. All the houses are surrounded by a square shape, with a total of 38 households. Each household has a 16-square-meter second floor, a 1-square-meter terrace on the roof, and a 6-square-meter cabin. The structure is a bit like a townhouse. There are public toilets on the first floor of the corner building. Wastewater and excrement are piped into the digester. In the middle of the house is a square meter drying area with a public well in the middle.
The first floor of this kind of building has no windows or doors to the outside world, but only opens the doors and windows to the internal sunbathing area. There are crenels on the outer edge of the balcony on the top floor. There are turrets at the four corners for sentries to guard. In the turret, you can store a lot of public supplies in the village. If there is an intrusion from foreign enemies, everyone will hide in the house. There will be water and food, and they can be guarded for a short time. Access to the residential area can only be through the single gate, which has a perforation on the gate.
