Su Yu’s Promotion Record in the ’60s

Secretary Song has been in Jinhe County for two days.

The situation in Jinhe County is worse than that in Baotian County. After all, Baotian County had his help before, so Lao Yan has almost improved. But Jinhe County is still under the influence of natural disasters. The streets are full of bad people.

He took a car arranged by the county and went to the commune below to talk to the president of the local commune about mountain products.

Knowing that he was here to talk about Shanhuo, the leaders of the commune welcomed him very warmly and led him to the local countryside.

The nearby communes knew that such a person had come, and they all ran over from various communes, preparing to invite him to walk around in their respective communes.

Secretary Song did not agree casually. After all, I came here this time mainly to investigate the environment, and by the way, to see who is suitable for wooing and who is suitable for kicking.

In two days, he only selected a few commune secretaries who seemed more loyal and honest to chat about the local situation. Then I lived in the home of a production team leader under the Linshui Commune and asked intentionally or unintentionally about the construction of the militia.

The old captain said, "The construction of the militia is not very good. Now that there is a shortage of food everywhere, the militiamen are found, not to mention the pay, they always have to give people a bite. The commune has no food, and these militiamen are spontaneous by our local production team. But if something happens to the commune, everyone will listen to it. But it’s not convenient. Leader, this time we must do a good job of selling mountain products. Although it’s not as good as the production team that backs the mountain, we must hurry up. Don't hinder the top. You have to help us change the grain. We are all pointing to the grain for the winter."

Secretary Song smiled and said, "Of course this is fine. I am responsible for this. Since I know the difficulties of comrades, I must help."

Hearing Secretary Song's words, the old captain smiled and said, "Then we can breathe a sigh of relief. But just point to the organization and give us life-saving food."

Secretary Song said, "If food can be obtained from the above, will the production team be there if the commune recruits militias?"

"That's not it, if there is food. The commune will soon be able to pull up a commune militia team. You don't know, if there is no one under the commune, things will not be easy. Some production teams have the same surname. Before. They are all an ancestor, and they have some kind of family system. The commune’s propaganda is not implemented at all. Last year, there was someone in the next-door production team who worked on the widow Shentang, and it was the militia of our production team to rescue them. It almost started fighting."

Secretary Song sent him a cigarette. The old captain had never smoked such a good cigarette, so he was reluctant to smoke it and caught it in his ear. Secretary Song put the remaining half in his hands. The old captain excitedly took the match and lit it with a splash, and then quickly drew it.

"Leader, why don't you smoke?"

"I don't like smoking." I quit it a long time ago.

Secretary Song said again, "I heard that some places have a yield of 10,000 catties per mu. Why can't you eat food here?"

People are the most relaxed when they smoke. The old captain said without thinking, "Fart, what is a million catties per mu? They are all babbles who have nothing to do when they are full. We have also planted for half a lifetime. I’ve never seen tens of thousands of catties per mu of grain.” It seemed that he felt that this was inappropriate for Secretary Song’s side, so he smiled and said, “Hehe, I’ll just talk about it casually. Leader, you don’t care about me. I didn’t. How much culture, I used to be a guerrilla, this mouth just loves nonsense."

Secretary Song smiled affectionately, "Speaking of which, I'm half a soldier. I grew up in a base area when I was a kid."

"Oh, it's the little red devil." The old captain said excitedly.

It seems that Secretary Song’s identity is worthy of credibility, so he has less scruples when he speaks, "Anyway, we don’t know what the above is going to do. Honestly, I’m criticized for farming and engage those who are fed up. Instead, you have to be a high-ranking official. I know that this must be done by the commune and the county. The province must not know. Otherwise, you will not come to help us with the leader."

Secretary Song didn't make any comments, but asked, "Do you think so alone, or do everyone think so?"

"Some people think so, some don't think so. Anyway, a few old guys I know think so. Other people...we can't control. Last year there were people who fled the famine, and the commune asked us to take care of the people in the team. , Don’t let us go out and flee the famine. We left the people behind. Fortunately, we also provided relief food to us, anyhow we didn’t starve to death. If we can eat enough, we don’t care about that much."

When Secretary Song heard this, she felt a little inferior.

The common people are not very demanding, they just want to eat. As long as we can provide them with food, the establishment of the militia will not be a problem. As long as the militia regiment is established, together with the public security bureau in the county, with these two teams, there will be no problem in managing the production teams that do not obey orders and the remnants of feudalism.

The next day Secretary Song turned around in the production team again, feeling that if she came down to work, she would have to do a lot in the future.

When passing by the cowshed of the production team, he found that there were still people living in it.

The old captain introduced, "This is an old talent from the past in the village. I used to be a small landlord at home. There are policies on it that these people must be reformed through labor. We arranged for him to reform here."

Secretary Song said, "Has he done harm to people in the village before?"

"That's not the case, it's an old scholar. Speaking of which, I've taught in the village before. Anyway, it's not a working people. If it says above, let's just do it."

"..."

Secretary Song was speechless, and the old captain pointed to an old man who came to shovel cow dung with a basket. With a thin body like a bamboo pole and a white beard, he looks pretty young.

The old team leader worried that the leaders felt that they had many landlords and had a bad impression of the production team, so he explained, "Our production team is poor and there are no landlords. It's next door, and the bullpen is full."

Secretary Song said solemnly, "Your work is not in place."

When the old captain heard this, he said nervously, "Why isn't it in place?"

"The reform through labor only changes their bodies, but cannot change their minds. Does anyone usually educate them? Of course, the reform and reform is based on education."

The old captain said, "How about education? We don't have many literate people."

"Isn't he literate? Let him read the thought documents issued above, learn new ideas, and reform them ideologically. By the way, let everyone come and listen every day when they have time. Let everyone study together. This can transform him again. It also allows him to make some contribution to the team. Let him literate everyone in the slack. He used to charge tuition fees before, and now let him teach students for free, as it is to repay the tuition fees previously collected. He is the old and weak. I’m sick, and I’m inferior to others in terms of work. It’s a waste of food.

The old captain thinks it makes sense. This old talent does not work. I fainted a few times before and wasted a lot of salt water.

Before Secretary Song had left, the old Xiucai was arranged to read the thought study documents to Secretary Song to examine his literacy skills.

After listening to Secretary Song, he was dissatisfied and said, "You must be passionate, and you must express your love for the new society. You must continue to work hard. From now on, you will pick up cow dung for half a day and study for half a day. You must also literate everyone."

The old scholar said with red eyes, "Can I still study in the future?"

Secretary Song said fiercely, "You have to read well. You have to abandon the feudal remnants in your heads, and you must serve the working people wholeheartedly. You must literate the team. Next time I come, you must ensure that everyone will write their own names! "

The old captain said on the side, "If you hear it, do your best."

The old scholar wiped his tears and nodded.

When leaving the production team, Secretary Song sighed. Get in the car from the county.

He felt that after coming here, he would have to do more than originally planned.

After returning to the city, he approached Secretary Qiu to make a decision. The place he was going to be in the future was Jinhe County.

"Did you talk to Xiaosu?" Secretary Qiu asked with a smile.

Secretary Song nodded, "She knows. She also supports my decision."

"Xiaosu is an active comrade."

Secretary Song touched his head and said pitifully, "Leader, you see that I am so big that I can't even make a home for work. Now I have to be separated from the target. Can you compensate me for the organization? Please support me in the future. My job, when I ask you for help, help me more?"

Secretary Qiu smiled and said, "I am going to be my secretary after Xiao Su graduates. You can find her then. But you also know my temper. If my secretary helps the people below, I will be punished. ."

"..."

This old fox!

…………

Su Yu only received a call from her partner on Wednesday. It's been a long time since I saw anyone, and she was also very worried.

After school in the afternoon, I went to find someone outside the school.

At the school gate, Secretary Song was waiting again with a lunch box. A big smile appeared on his face when he saw his partner. The two of them were familiar with the road and found the back of the flowerbed where they usually sit, and they chatted while eating.

Secretary Song told Su Yu about his situation in the country. Then he said with emotion, "When we were in the base area, we used to think about how people would live after peace. I have been in the city all these years, and every time I go to the countryside, I am also on business and receive treatment. That’s okay. After this tangible visit, I found that I was really a frog in the bottom of the well. For example, so many people can’t eat and need me to find a way, and there are so many people who need to be reformed and I need to reform.”

Su Yu felt that her little object had really grown up.

She encouraged, "Go hard and do whatever you want. For example, if you are dealing with that old talent, I support you very much. This kind of person should be so good. If I am here, I must punish more Great. Cadres must be cruel to this kind of people. If they are not cruel, their position is unstable. We must firmly follow the organization's thinking."

"..." Secretary Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly kissed Su Yu on the cheek.

"thank you."

"Thank you, I am now in the league. I am a progressive youth."