I Had a Home In 1982

  Chapter 37 37. Criticism and education about eating and drinking

  Wang Dongxi told Wang Yi the arrangements for the Qingming Festival according to the key points, and he was going to go back after the talk.

  Wang Yi said: "Secretary, clerk, you just stay and have a quick meal together. The big steamed buns that just came out of the pot taste very good."

   "It's definitely fragrant." Wang Dongxi laughed, "I smelled this fragrance long ago. I can't cook vegetables, but I'm not bad at steaming steamed buns and noodles."

   Wang Xianghong glared at him: "Have you ever eaten steamed buns? Look at how greedy you are."

  Wang Dong grinned.

  Wang Xianghong said: "Our family is all ready for dinner, so you don't have to work. Dongxi clerk, you go first, I'll have a few words with Teacher Wang."

  Wang Dongxi came out as soon as he heard the official title, well, we should go.

  Wang Yi gave him a wink and glanced at the steamer, which made him happy...

   After he left, Wang Xianghong said, "Mr. Wang, tomorrow is Qingming Festival. According to tradition, the students have to sweep the tombs of their ancestors and martyrs, so it is just right to gather them all, even if Tianya Primary School is reopened, okay?"

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, I have already prepared the lesson."

  Wang Xianghong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Mr. Wang, I don't know if I should say something."

  Wang Yi said: "Where are you, Secretary, what are you talking about? If you have something to say, just say it directly."

  Wang Xianghong frowned and said, "That's right, Teacher Wang, it stands to reason that you gave up your unit in the city to become a teacher in the countryside on our outer islands, and the whole team should thank you."

"After you came to our team, you always thought for the members and the group. When you went to the city, you didn't forget to bring 50 fat chickens to our group to improve life. Now you have to apply for a generator for our team. These are all kindnesses, and the team wants to thank you!"

   "But," he changed his tone, and Wang Yi knew that the main event was coming.

   "But from your personal point of view, you still have some problems. You have a little hair on your mind, and your style is not close enough to the group."

   "Especially on the issue of eating and drinking, some members said that you just invited a big drink, but you were drinking bottled wine, right?"

  Wang Yi smiled helplessly: "Yes."

Wang Xianghong continued: "You just invited a bold drink, and today you are steaming white-faced steamed buns and oily pickles. I just saw that your bowl of pickles uses a lot of oil, and our family members can't use that much oil for a month. As a result, you steamed the pickles once!"

   "Is this also the case?"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, but it's nothing..."

   "It's nothing?" Wang Xianghong's face became serious: "Mr. Wang, it seems that you didn't realize your mistake."

   "You are a college student. You should know that the construction of our country has just started. At this time, you can't lose the style of hard work. Especially if you are a teacher, you must set an example first!"

"What is eating and drinking? It's a hedonistic style! And it's easy to cause comparisons. Today your family eats steamed bread with white noodles, then tomorrow my family will eat rice, and today your family will fry a bowl of oily pickles, then tomorrow my family will eat I'm going to make a braised pork!"

   "As the old saying goes, the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in the ant's nest. Why do leaders and other leaders resolutely criticize hedonism? Because the influence of hedonism is far-reaching, and the damage caused is endless!"

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   This old party secretary was too old-fashioned and conservative. He thought he was not in 1982 but in 1962.

   So he retorted: "But Secretary, I just eat a steamed bun. Before Comrade Zhuang and Manager Xu came, you had a banquet."

   He thought that this sentence could bring Wang Xianghong into an army, but Wang Xianghong's answer was without hesitation:

   "That's not my banquet, it's our team. People come from afar. Can we be the host and not entertain them? Wouldn't that be criticized as selfish, stingy, and iron rooster?"

   "What's more, the banquet in the team only used some seafood, not white noodles and rice. We caught the seafood by ourselves, which is not valuable to the team. White noodles are different from rice. How precious are these things?"

"If you steam prawns, crabs, and fish every day, then I won't say anything, you can eat what you like, it's important to have a full stomach. But you are stewing chicken and eating rice today, drinking bottled wine tomorrow, and making a big pot the day after tomorrow. Steamed buns!"

   "This works? This doesn't work!"

   This rebuttal calmed Wang Yihe.

   Eating prawns and crabs is not hedonism, eating rice and steamed buns is hedonism...

   What you said makes sense, I couldn't refute it.

   Seeing that he lowered his head and stopped talking, Wang Xianghong relaxed his tone:

   "Mr. Wang, I am criticizing you today not because you are not good, but because you are too good. I might as well tell you bluntly that you have vision, culture and relationship with classmates, and you need to control the rudder of the team in the future."

   "In this case, you must raise your own requirements, and you must set an example for the members and students."

   "When we were in the army before, our chief said that when the leader is upright, he does not follow orders; if he is not upright, he will not obey orders."

   "You have to lead by example!" In the end, he was already struggling.

   Wang Yi had no choice but to express that he realized his mistake.

   Wang Xianghong patted his arm in comfort and encouragement, then left with his hands behind his back.

  He left and Wang Dongxi came.

  The thief is coming:

   "The party secretary criticized you for over-eating, right?"

  Wang Yi opened the pot and wrapped five steaming big steamed buns with a bag and handed them to him, saying, "Yes, if he sees me giving you steamed buns, he will probably criticize me for corrupting the will of the cadres and pulling the cadres into the water."

Wang Dongxi smiled and said: "A good party secretary, dedicated to the public, unselfish, and really caring for our members and our collective. Because our team joined the team after family planning for several years in a row, he postponed the matter of having a grandson several times. ."

   "There's nothing to say about this, but he is old-fashioned and old-fashioned. Alas, he refuses to accept advanced cultural knowledge, so I don't think literacy is important, and it is important to sweep away rigid ideas!"

  Wang Yigao glanced at him.

   This is true.

  Wang Dongxi nodded to him and stuffed him a bag of dried rice: "Your sister-in-law made it herself, try it, it tastes very good."

   "Well, remember to call me next time you drink, I haven't had a sip of wine after the New Year."

  Wang Yi laughed: "Okay, next time I go to Shanghai, I will bring you two bottles of wine."

   When he returned to the room, Ugly Cat Wang asked with concern, "What's wrong with Teacher Wang?"

   "It's alright, let's continue to eat our food." Wang Yi looked at the table, "I'm so stupid, no, what about the steamed buns? Have you eaten them all?"

   Wang Ugly Cat explained: "I only ate three, but I ate too much, and ate seven."

   Da Fu rubbed his belly with a mysterious smile: "It's not enough!"

  Wang Yi lay down to sleep at night, and Lao Huang snuggled beside him.

   Hearing the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, he felt that the time passed quickly, and it was actually the Qingming Festival soon.

   He did not expect that the first time he met all the students would be the Qingming Festival.

  To be honest, I was a little nervous.

   He slept in a daze all night, and the next day he was woken up:

   "Mr. Wang, why are you still sleeping?"

  Wang Yi crawled out of the sleeping bag in a daze and said, "Why don't you sleep? Didn't the work bell go off?"

  Wang Dongxi said: "Today's Qingming Festival, the team will not go to work for a long time, to add soil to the graves of relatives."

  Wang Yi touched his head and hurriedly started to clean up.

   Meeting the students for the first time, he had to pack up neatly.

  Wang Dongxi handed him a set of clothes and said, "This is what the secretary asked me to bring to you. Would you try to fit it?"

  Wang Yi saw that it was a blue Lenin suit.

   After he put it on, Wang Dongxi looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it is said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Teacher Wang is a talent, and this clothes will add glory to you."

   As he spoke, he pinned a pen in the upper pocket of his clothes.

  Wang Yi is very curious about her current dress.

   Too bad there is no mirror.

  The playground in front of the school is bustling with excitement, and many children have come.

   They brought small white flowers, which were folded by the elderly at home the night before, and they will present flowers to the martyrs later.

  Wang Yi walked to the playground with her hands behind her back and her head held high.

   Wang Ugly Cat, who was sitting alone at the door of the classroom, stood up and shouted, "Hello, Teacher Wang!"

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "Hello, classmate."

  Other students turned around when they heard the voice, and hurriedly asked, "Hello, Teacher Wang!"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "Hello, classmates!"

   At this moment, he was in the spotlight.

   The sky is overcast and overcast today.

  The students arrived in twos and threes. Wang Yi looked at the sky and didn't see what time it was.

   He should have a watch, he thought silently.

  It may be the first day of the reopening of the new school, and the children were specially tidied up at home.

   There are inevitably patches on the clothes and trousers, but they are clean, their faces and hands are also clean, but their hair is messy.

  The little girl can still have braids, and the boys all have chicken coop heads and grass heads. When they put their heads together, they raised their heads, just like a bunch of weeds suddenly appeared.

  Wang Yi felt that it was still early and was thinking about whether to cut the boys' hair when Wang Xianghong hurried over.

   So he waved to say hello: "Secretary, I..."

"You behaved well today," Wang Xianghong said ahead of him, "Our Tianya Primary School reopened today, and you are here as a college student teacher. The commune and the county attach great importance to it, and sent comrades from the newspaper to take pictures and write articles. ."

  Wang Yi was startled: "A reporter came to interview?"

   Wang Xianghong nodded: "Yes, I just received a notice from my superiors, so I'll hurry to inform you that you can't pull your hips today!"

  Wang Yi beat drums in his heart but his expression did not change.

   I can't be really cool but I can pretend.

   He was afraid that Wang Xianghong would see the fear in his heart, so he brought up his previous thoughts: "Secretary, look at the children here with messy hair..."

   "Let them hurry home to wash their hair and change into Chinese New Year clothes." Wang Xianghong interrupted him.

  Wang Yi said: "No, I'll give them a haircut, do you think this will work?"

  Wang Xianghong stared at him in surprise: "You can still get a haircut? What can college students do now?"

  Wang Yi said: "I don't have any skills in haircutting, that is, I brought a hair clipper from Shanghai. This clipper has a mold, which can help them manage their positions uniformly."

  Wang Xianghong was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "That's good for you, go get ready, and I'll organize a team for you!"

   He waved at the students: "All the girls go home, put on new clothes, and tie their head ropes."

   "The boys in grades 4 and 5 stay, and those in grades 1, 2, and 3 hurry home and put on new clothes."

   "Don't come from the Yuhong class - forget it, come on, we have to show the real side of our school to the organization and the masses."

   (end of this chapter)