Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

On an ordinary afternoon in 1970, in an office of the Logistics Department, a young cadre with a white face, a slight beard and a straight figure put down the documents in his hand, stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then made a phone call.

"Hey, Director Huo, come to my office and we can discuss this 'bitter memory rice' issue in detail."

After a while, Huo Xinqiang, the canteen director, rushed over sweating profusely and asked respectfully, "Director Lin, are you looking for me?"

Lin Zongxuan motioned him to sit on the sofa and take a rest. When he calmed down, he said seriously, "Yes, Lao Huo, I have read your proposal. Wild vegetables and grains are easy to find, but eating wild vegetable dumplings and grain rice occasionally is just a change of taste. Three times a month, isn't it a bit too much?

The workers have had few holidays in recent years and are exhausted. If we don’t allow them to make up for the losses, what if this causes dissatisfaction among the people? The first to suffer will be your cafeteria.”

"My dear Director Lin, this was not my idea at all!"

Director Huo complained repeatedly: "Don't you think about it? Since I became the director of the canteen, I have been like a puppet made of clay. I don't even dare to intervene when the two chefs under me have a conflict, let alone interfere in this kind of thing.

This is what Director Li meant. He said that in a machine repair factory in Hebei Province, a cook made a bitter rice meal and received a commendation from the higher authorities. That’s why I made this proposal. Otherwise, you can go talk to Director Li about it?”

When he heard that it was Director Li who proposed it, Lin Zongxuan frowned immediately. After a while, he said, "Okay, Director Li is busy with the matter of special steel entering the factory these days. When he is free, I will go to talk to him. If we can't come to an agreement, I will try my best to help you make up the quantity."

Only after Huo Xinqiang left with many thanks did Lin Zongxuan take off his glasses tiredly.

When he was less than 30 years old, he became the deputy director of the logistics department of the steel rolling mill, a state cadre with an administrative grade of 16, and received a monthly salary of 110.5 yuan. It sounds good to say it, but in fact, his job is not as free as when he was the chief of the purchasing department a few years ago.

In the past two years, as the situation at the steel mill has gradually stabilized, Director Li has become more and more autocratic. The Logistics Department, as his "private territory", does not tolerate a second voice.

Now, he can only hold on for now. After his administrative level is raised to Level 14 (starting from the late 60s, the state has made special adjustments to the cadres at Administrative Level 14. Although the administrative level has not changed, they can enjoy the treatment of senior cadres through the issuance of official notifications). This storm will almost subside, and he can consider leaving the steel mill by then.

While Lin Zongxuan was thinking, someone suddenly rushed into the office and shouted, "It's time to give birth, it's time to give birth."

"Hoe, calm down, you are all going to get married."

Lin Zongxuan said something to the person who came, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Chu organized his words and said anxiously, "Brother Zongxuan, my sister-in-law is about to give birth. Today, my sister-in-law was basking in the sun in the yard and suddenly felt a stomachache. My wife and the others rushed my sister-in-law to the hospital. As soon as she entered the hospital, her amniotic fluid broke. Hey, Brother Zongxuan, don't rush to run away. My sister-in-law is fine. At least ask for a leave!"

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When Lin Zongxuan hurried to the hospital, he saw a familiar figure waiting at the door from a distance. After seeing him, he hurried to greet him.

Lin Zongxuan didn't bother to exchange pleasantries and asked anxiously, "Jingru, how is my wife?"

"Sister Xiaomeng has been in the delivery room for more than an hour. Brother Lin, don't worry. The doctor said that the fetus is in a normal position and my sister-in-law is in good health. There will be no problem."

Qin Jingru brought Lin Zongxuan to the door of the delivery room. Lin Zongxuan heard the familiar calls from inside and couldn't wait to go in and take a look, but was stopped by Lin's mother.

"What's the point of you going in? You'll delay the doctor's work. You might as well stay outside with us and cheer your wife on!"

"You're almost thirty, and at least you'll be a leader when you go out. Why are you still so irritable?"

After being reprimanded by his mother, Lin Zongxuan gradually calmed down, but in his heart he had already worshipped God, Buddha, the Three Pure Ones, and Guanyin.

This is his first wife and first child in his two lives!

Finally, more than ten minutes later, accompanied by a cry of "Wow", a nurse wearing a mask came out and asked, "Who is the family member of the pregnant woman?"

Lin Zongxuan hurried forward and said, "I am her husband. How is my wife?"

The nurse smiled slightly on her tired face and said gently, "Congratulations, both mother and child are safe. Your wife gave birth to a chubby boy weighing seven kilograms. Prepare the red envelope!"

Lin Zongxuan was so excited that he only heard the words "mother and child are safe" and said in surprise: "Oh, good, mother and child are safe, wait, I have a son?!"

“I have a son!”

After a while, Lin Zongxuan was finally able to enter the delivery room and saw Wang Xiaomeng, who looked haggard and was resting with her eyes closed.

A feeling of emotion surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but walk forward and hold his lover's hand.

When Wang Xiaomeng opened her eyes and saw that it was Lin Zongxuan, infinite love rose in her eyes. She said mischievously: "The child is born, it's a boy. I hope I didn't disappoint your Lin family."

"all the same."

Lin Zongxuan said gently: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaomeng. From now on, we will have two men to protect our home together."

After the two of them were affectionate for a while, a nurse brought the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes to them and said with a smile: "You two, one gave birth and didn't mention it after asking, and the other rushed in and went straight to find his wife. You are really a perfect match. Come and see the child."

Lin Zongxuan was a little at a loss as he hugged the child tightly under the guidance of the nurse. Looking at his wrinkled little face, he felt a sense of blood connection.

This is his child, the fruit of his love, the continuation of his life, and his earnest hope...

On June 1970, 6, eight years into Lin Zongxuan's life, his first child was born.

This is his eldest son and the eldest grandson of their branch.

Lin Zongxuan personally consulted the dictionary for three days and named the child Lin Jingping, nicknamed Hu Wa.

The word "Jing" means stability and tranquility, while the word "Ping" means peace and harmony.

As a father, Lin Zongxuan doesn't want his child to be like him, who needs to climb up step by step. He only hopes that his child will have a stable life in the future just like his name.