Rebirth in 1970: I work as an educated youth in a forest farm

"Okay, as long as my brother and sister-in-law don't mind it, after I finish carving this, I will carve a hand stamp for you two."

Chen Weimin laughed when he heard this. He only had so much ability. If people asked him to help, they looked up to him and thought he could do it.

For Chen Weimin, what he lacked was the recognition of others, so Chen Weimin agreed without saying a word.

"Your sister-in-law is here today and she needs your help with something else."

Zhou Qinglan had to go to school in the afternoon, so Sheng Xiping didn't waste any time and directly stated his intention.

"Isn't the school going to organize a cultural performance? My sister-in-law is not sure, so she is thinking of asking you to help her class rehearse the show.

Do you have time to go over and help me? "

"Yes, he has nothing to do at home and has plenty of time.

Second child, you should be more careful about your sister-in-law's affairs. " Before Chen Weimin could answer, Xu Xiuxiang rushed over and said.

As a mother, she worries about every child in the family, but Xu Xiuxiang worries the most about the second child.

When Chen Weimin's accident happened, Xu Xiuxiang almost couldn't survive and wanted to lead her son to jump into the river to commit suicide.

Fortunately, I was pregnant with my fourth child at that time, so I gave up the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Over the years, what Xu Xiuxiang cared about most was her second son. Now that her son is older, Xu Xiuxiang is also worried, not knowing where her son will be in the future.

Now they are not old enough to support their second child, but what about in another twenty or thirty years? When they can't move anymore, what will happen to the second child?

Brothers and sisters are close to each other, and after getting married, they all take care of their own lives, and occasionally lend a hand. No one can take care of a disabled person for a long time.

After Chen Weimin graduated from high school, he has been staying at home.

Xu Xiuxiang could see that her son was becoming more and more dull every day, and he was losing energy.

Xu Xiuxiang saw it and was anxious in her heart, but she didn't know how to help her son.

It just so happened that Sheng Xiping and his wife came and wanted to ask Chen Weimin for help. Let alone asking for help, Xu Xiuxiang would be satisfied as long as Chen Weimin could get out of the house and blend in with the crowd.

Therefore, Xu Xiuxiang did not wait for her son to speak and took the lead in agreeing to the invitation of Sheng Xiping and his wife.

"Sister-in-law, do you think it's okay for me to go to school like this?" Chen Weimin didn't seem to have much confidence and asked hesitantly.

He has been disabled for many years and has heard countless insulting words. Others even nicknamed him "Half-La Ladle".

For the children in the forest farm, even if their parents repeatedly told them not to mess around, some people still laughed at Chen Weimin when they saw him.

There were many children in the school, and Chen Weimin was worried. When he went to the school to help, the children were deliberately disobedient and acting up when they saw him like this.

That would not be helpful, it would be a disservice.

"What's wrong with that?

I dare not say it elsewhere, but in your sister-in-law's class, if anyone dares to talk nonsense, our sixth child will beat him to the ground without anyone else. "

Sheng Xiping laughed when he heard this. His sixth child was the one in the class, and the class leader couldn't help him.

Whenever anyone in the class dared to fry his wings, Sheng Xitai and a group of younger brothers would deal with them.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room laughed.

"Second brother, go help your sister-in-law. It's not a big deal for you to stay at home all day long. You might as well go out and relax."

Xu Xiuxiang looked at her second son and advised him earnestly.

Everyone said so, and Chen Weimin didn't want to stay at home doing nothing all day long, so he nodded in agreement.

It just so happened that the time had come and Zhou Qinglan had to go to school.

So we discussed it with Chen Weimin. After two classes in the afternoon, Chen Weimin went to school to help rehearse programs and other things.

In this way, Chen Weimin, who had been staying at home after graduation, finally walked out of the house.

With the help of Chen Weimin, more than 30 children in the fifth grade class arranged a chorus "We Workers Have Power", a model play "Red Lantern", and a poem recitation "Hymn of the Lumberjack" written by Chen Weimin 》.

Although there are only three programs, each program is a masterpiece. Under the careful guidance of Zhou Qinglan and Chen Weimin, the children studied and rehearsed very seriously.

Finally, at the Uphill Cultural Performance at the end of November, the fifth grade program won unanimous praise from the lumberjacks.

Especially the recitation of the poem "The Lumberjack's Hymn" touched everyone's heart and was eventually rated as an excellent program.

The leaders in the field and the principal and director of the school all praised Zhou Qinglan for his talent. Not only was he outstanding in teaching, but he was also talented in literature and art.

The principal said on the spot that he would select Zhou Qinglan as an advanced student and actively strive to make her a regular student.

"Secretary Wang, Field Director Zheng, and Principal, I dare not take away this credit.

The reason why our class can rehearse such a good program is mainly due to Wei Min.

He helped with the work for less than half a month. He took care of the chorus and poetry recitation. "

Faced with the praise from the leaders, Zhou Qinglan did not take credit, but pushed Chen Weimin out.

"Weimin? You mean the second boy of the old Chen family, right?

Alas, what a pity for that child. If he were a healthy person, he would be absolutely amazing. That child is smart and smart, he can do everything, but it's a pity, alas. "

When Chen Weimin was mentioned, several leaders in the venue couldn't help but sigh and felt sorry for Chen Weimin.

"Hey? Lao Wang, is your school still short of teachers?

If that doesn't work, why don't we arrange for Weimin to teach art or writing in school? That child can write and draw. "

Wang Jiachuan also suddenly remembered this matter, and said to Wang Junsheng, the principal of Qianchuan Primary and Middle School.

"Secretary Wang, normally our school does not have enough manpower, so there is no problem in arranging someone to come over.

But that child Wei Min, I think he is not suitable to work in school. "Wang Junsheng sighed in embarrassment.

"It's not that I look down on them, the main thing is that those students are naughty and mischievous.

You said that if Wei Min lectures in front and the students below talk nonsense, or some naughty ones imitate Wei Min's walking, movements, etc., wouldn't it also be harmful to Wei Min? "

As the principal, Wang Junsheng knows best what those naughty kids in the school are like.

Children are born with bad qualities. They don’t know so much and they just want to be happy.

Wang Junsheng met Chen Weimin when he was in school and understood his character very well.

This kind of sensitive and somewhat inferior character, coupled with physical defects, is really not suitable for teaching students.

"If you ask me, it would be better to put that Weimin kid in the labor union.

Our field and bureau hold many cultural and artistic activities every year, and the trade union also has a lot of written materials to sort out. Weimin is good at calligraphy, and he can be more effective when he goes to the trade union. "

Principal Wang looked at Zhao Xiangyang, chairman of the Sichuan Forestry Farm Union, and said.

When Zhao Xiangyang heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Old Wang, do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand?

You have to be a worker to join the trade union. Wei Min is like this. If he can't recruit workers or become a worker, how can he join the trade union? "