With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

In the Transportation Bureau conference room, Cao Baoshan, who was presiding over the meeting, began to give an unscripted speech. Xue Ming fell asleep after hearing the sonorous and powerful words.

The theme of the meeting is to regain the hard work and carry forward the spirit of hard work and dedication, which are common topics.

Suddenly his arm was twisted. Xue Ming looked at Zuo Changzheng out of the corner of his eye, and then saw Cao Baoshan with a dark face.

"Damn it, Old Cao is angry." Xue Ming immediately sat upright and listened carefully, writing down Cao Baoshan's speech while listening.

The meeting ended half an hour later. Cao Baoshan concluded the meeting, "I hope that all units will respond to the call from their superiors and make every effort to do a good job in ideological construction in each unit. I will go to each unit to inspect in a month."

Speaking of this, Cao Baoshan suddenly emphasized his tone and said, "I must investigate the provincial transportation department, so I ask the relevant leaders not to do anything to me."

"Damn it, Old Cao Tou took the wrong medicine." Xue Ming pretended to be serious and could only scold him in his heart. Who did our Transportation Department offend? Why did he target us?

Other transportation-related units were gloating about the misfortune, and Zuo Changzheng was very depressed. My dear brother, the theme of the meeting is to regain hard work. Others are wearing rags and you are wearing a Chinese tunic suit. Isn’t this a mistake?

"Relevant leaders of the Transportation Department please pay attention. Comrades all know that I never joke at work." Cao Baoshan continued to force the Transportation Department to express its stance.

When Xue Ming saw that he couldn't be fooled, he winked at Zuo Changzheng. In this case, the director would need to stand up and hold the cylinder.

Zuo Changzheng stood up bravely and said, "Comrade Cao, please rest assured that Comrade Xue Ming will be in charge of the ideological construction work of the Transportation Department. Comrade Xue Ming's work ability is obvious to all."

Xue Ming almost laughed angrily. After the meeting, he asked Zuo Changzheng with a stern face, "What do you mean, my brother, I can't even do my own ideological work well, and you still ask me to do other people's ideological work?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zuo Changzheng was startled and looked around quickly, "It's not that I won't help you lift the tank, it's Cao Baoshan who forced you to express your stance. How did you offend him?"

"I don't know what's going on with him, but he's just unlucky about this dress." Xue Ming unlocked his bicycle and prepared to go home.

The two brothers left the Transportation Bureau and walked on the street. Zuo Changzheng frowned and said nothing until they arrived outside the alley where Xue Ming's house was.

"Brother Xue, I always feel that this matter is not simple. The wind may change next." Zuo Changzheng pointed to the sky.

Xue Ming also frowned, the word "regain" was originally intriguing.

Someone has lost something, and it has caused certain consequences, which makes it necessary to regain it.

Suddenly, Xue Ming thought of the shrew mother and son he met when picking up his younger brother from school in the morning, and the melon-eating people who helped the tyrants because they hated the rich. Rich people are not allowed to appear these days.

We are barefoot and wearing tattered clothes to pick up our children from school. Don’t worry if you are wearing a Mao suit and riding a bicycle to pick up your children. Of course we will unite to deal with you.

There were several children playing in the alley. Erdan, who was wearing urea pants, kept peeking at Xue Ming and Zuo Changzheng. They stood there motionless like wooden figures.

A few minutes later, Erdan ran home, took Zhao Xue's hand and walked out, "Aunt Zhao Xue, come with me, Uncle Xue seems to be sick."

Zhao Xue's head buzzed and she quickened her pace to follow Erdan out. Erdan's mother Liu Linna also ran out.

In the alley, Xue Ming and Zuo Changzheng were still deep in thought. Zuo Changzheng suddenly made a ghostly cry and grabbed Xue Ming's shoulder, "Something big is going to happen. I think something big is going to happen soon."

It is now 1963, and it will enter 1964 in a few months. Big things will really happen in the next two years. Xue Ming gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Xue, please listen to my brother's advice. You must be cautious in your words and deeds and keep your tail between your legs, and never do anything out of line." Zuo Changzheng taught earnestly.

Xue Ming came back to his senses and saw his nervous wife, and the equally nervous Liu Linna and her son.

"Brother Zuo, let's go and talk at home." Zhao Xue did not expect that the two grown men would be lost in thought on the road.

"No brother and sister, we still have things to do at home." Zuo Changzheng waved goodbye and rode off.

"Sister Liu, I'm fine. Let's go home." Xue Ming stretched out his hand to hold Erdan in his arms. This naughty child was quite clever.

When she got home, Zhao Xue hurriedly locked the door, closed the curtains and hugged her husband, "Did something big happen?"

"There's nothing major happening for the time being. Cao Baoshan's meeting also allowed our Transportation Department to regain its simplicity." Xue Ming said with a smile.

Zhao Xue was stunned for a moment and suddenly took out her key, opened the drawer and took out her wallet, "I'm going to find Sister Liu to buy you some tattered clothes, just the one Erdan's father wears."

"No, I'm not used to wearing other people's clothes." Xue Ming's scalp went numb instantly.

Erdan’s father is notoriously sloppy, with a handful of lice on his head and black oil all over his clothes.

"What should we do? We don't have any tattered clothes at home." Zhao Xue was a little anxious, frowning and trying to think of a solution.

The way she was thinking was very cute. Xue Ming didn't expect to buy old clothes one day. The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt.

"We have a solution." Zhao Xue suddenly opened the door and ran out, "Xiaoling, Xiaoling, come here."

Xue Ling heard her sister-in-law's call and hurried over. Zhao Xue locked the door and pointed at her husband's clothes, "Use scissors to cut a few holes in this suit, and then use a sewing machine to mend the patches."

"Huh?" Xue Ling was stunned. She had never heard such a strange request in her life.

"Haha." Xue Ming couldn't help laughing. He had heard of distressing antiques. This was the first time he heard of distressing clothes. This was so happy.

"Honey, don't laugh, Xiaoling, do as I say. Your sewing skills are better than mine, and the patches you sew are more comfortable to wear." Zhao Xue still looked serious.

Wearing patched clothes must be uncomfortable. Xue Ling felt that she didn't have enough brains. "Sister-in-law, are you serious? My brother is wearing a Chinese tunic suit. If he wants to wear it comfortably, he can only patch it with woolen cloth. To be honest, my skills are not good enough." I can’t guarantee that it will be absolutely comfortable.”

Xue Ming couldn't help but laugh again, "I remember that woolen fabrics are not cheap, are they sold in department stores?"

"Yes, woolen fabric costs seven yuan per foot plus seven feet of cloth coupons, which is very expensive." Xue Ling was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly.

Woolen is cloth made of wool and cashmere, and of course it is ridiculously expensive.

Without saying a word, Zhao Xue took her husband to the department store. Not only did she buy a foot of woolen fabric, she also bought an equally expensive woolen thread. Then she took her husband to the family home of the First Textile Factory.

"What are you doing here? Do you want Li Chuanying to patch my clothes?" Xue Ming said.

Zhao Xue nodded as she should, "First of all, her sewing skills are good, and secondly, she won't tell this matter. Is there a more suitable candidate besides her?"