Great Power

"Suddenly hot and cold can easily lead to a cold."

Zheng Fugui glanced at Zheng Jianguo in amazement. He was a little confused as to why the kid said he could not roast the fire, but he originally wanted to call the grasshopper home. Hearing this at this moment was naturally unwilling: "You Around the neck, the wind and snow outside is a bit heavier."

The movements of the two fathers Zheng Fugui did not disturb Su Dalan, who was talking. He looked at the two men’s scarf, scarf, gloves, and gloves, and Peng Kaili continued to speak: "Last time I went to the commune for a meeting, I heard that the Yanghe brigade’s Except for the typical educated youth, all others have been recruited. This time, Yuquan Mining Bureau heard that it would recruit dozens of people. It happened that my cousin aunt was in the Yuquan Supply and Marketing Cooperative--"

The corner of his mouth twitched, Zheng Jianguo covered himself tightly and walked out of the warehouse. He was rushed by the oncoming north wind and covered in heavy snow. He shivered, barely glanced at the footprints on the ground and passed the threshing field. , Zheng Fugui behind him chased up: "I said your kid is now too big, and your sister is always going to see women for gynecological diseases when she goes to the clinic, so she can't follow it anymore—"

"Father, have you heard what the female director said?"

Zheng Jianguo ignored what his father Zheng Fugui wanted to remind him. He studied with Zheng Chunhua a few days ago only to prove something in his memory. Only when he came out before did he remember that he had done it too deliberately. Fortunately he came from a "barefoot doctor". The aristocratic family didn’t provoke any doubts. Only Guo Binghe’s mother-in-law had to stay in the hospital for three days to give birth to Guo Shengli. This was enough to prove whether he remembered things accurately, not to mention the mine that Wang Guohuai and Su Dalan mentioned earlier. This is an excuse for him not to go to the health school: "Aunt Su said that the educated youth in the Yanghe brigade still had the typical blood book written, which meant that Peng Kaili was not self-motivated and was still working On the side, the eight educated youths here are not capable, because those who have the skills rely on recruiting workers to return to the city—"

As if regained from the previous coolness, Zheng Jianguo, who was so muddled as if he had lost his mind before, feels that his mind has never been as good as it is now: "I don't know what you plan to do to make me Colonel Guard Yes, but I feel that instead of going to work after studying for a few years in a health school, I would take advantage of this opportunity to stop going, go home and study while visiting the doctor, and then find a chance to take a job test. If you are lucky, your son I am the worker who serves the iron rice bowl."

"You, no, is this your own thought?"

Zheng Fugui didn't care about the snow in the sky. After tearing off the collar of his mouth, he stared at Zheng Jianguo as if he didn't know him. This kid usually doesn't like talking at home like a gourd, but he didn't expect to be able to say such a meticulous thought now. , Although some take it for granted: "If you can't pass the exam-Dad doesn't want you to suffer so early, you have also seen that, we have to go to the reservoir to help at two tomorrow morning if the snow stops."

"I heard other students say that it doesn't matter if you study well. As long as you can pass the exam when recruiting, it is enough. Anyway, I don't expect to pass the study to pass the university entrance examination."

Zheng Jianguo said out of breath. He used to wear a lot. The big padded jacket, cotton trousers and cotton shoes were bloated like a fat man. At this moment, he stepped down with a big foot under the snow to avoid slipping. Dad opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief and continued to speak: "I went down to the ground during the busy summer and autumn harvest. You will not forget? I remember at that time you praised me like a farmer— —"

"That's like, there are outsiders in front of you, I don't praise who you praise."

Zheng Fugui's eyes widened, thinking of the child's performance during the busy autumn harvest last summer, and then his expression of relief appeared on his face. He just remembered the relief on his face after recruiting the workers in the city, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes. He looked in the distance and there was no yard. The door of his house was in sight, and then he said: "Don't tell your mother about this first, wait until I think about it."

"Ok!"

He swallowed. Zheng Jianguo didn’t expect that he would be able to convince his father so smoothly. This time he let go of his mouth to prepare for the Kansai Ichiba Guo Shengli not coming. If the kid really can’t come, he has to think about himself. The future.

In the memory, Zheng Jianguo was trained in the health school, which caused him to miss the resumption of the college entrance examination at the end of the year. If it is now possible to take the college entrance examination again, he dare not take the risk. After the resumption of the college entrance examination, the regulations clearly require that students are not allowed to apply for the exam. At that time, regardless of which school he is in, he will always miss this opportunity. This risk is too great.

Zheng Jianguo's academic qualifications are not high, and he can become the director of the emergency department of a township hospital. The certificate of completion given his good studies has played a huge role, and it has also allowed him to change from a barefoot doctor who could not enter the commune infirmary to a doctor in a township hospital. key.

If he wants to rely on the knowledge in his memory to participate in the post-recovery college entrance examination, Zheng Jianguo is not sure about it, but he can prepare for the upcoming college entrance examination from now on. It must be more than half a year, plus him At the very least, it is the identity of a student at school, and the chances of passing the exam are much greater than that of other people.

Of course, the premise is that you cannot learn the current "Engineering Base" and "Nongji". These two courses have nothing to do with the college entrance examination. If you really want to define these two courses, they can only barely be regarded as popular science books. It's almost the same as the "Barefoot Doctor" handbook that every household has now.

In order to deal with the serious shortage of professional medical staff more than ten years ago, the state has formulated relevant regulations and trained large-scale farmers with certain knowledge, and completed the three-level medical structure of urban hospitals, communal health centers, and brigade clinics. According to the system, Zheng Fugui learned a few more words from the literacy class, and became a barefoot doctor of the Sanlibao Brigade after being trained by doctors.

Zheng Jianguo knows that his father’s dream is to make him a real doctor. This is why Zheng Fugui would send him to the health school even if he smashed the pot and sold iron. The health school at this time is not a nursing nurse in decades. Locally, the students who studied in it were trained as doctors, and they all went to hospitals after graduation.

The shortcomings of nursing nurses are all solved by the training of each hospital. Most of the staff come from high school graduates. As for when there are nursing majors in the health school, it is conservatively estimated that it will take ten years as a unit. Zheng Jianguo no longer remembers when it was.

The Zheng family is on the southernmost side of the village street. The two bare thatched houses were built by the brigade when Zheng Fugui got married. The largest main house is the residence of Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei and Zheng Jianguo. The smaller ones are next to them. It is the residence of the kitchen and the four sisters of Zheng Chunhua. The yard is a fence made of wooden sticks and branches. The cold weather at the moment is naturally standing barely around the yard. Zheng Jianguo is standing in the wind and snow watching The home in the distance, it was discovered that when all things withered, there would be such a beautiful scenery.

"What are you doing while standing stupid? Go back to the house and warm up!"

The thoughtful Zheng Fugui walked a few steps and found that his son did not follow him. He twisted and turned his head and saw Zheng Jianguo standing behind, not knowing what he was thinking. He thought he was thinking about the previous topic. He wore thick gloved hands. Lifted, muffled: "Let's go home and say, it's so cold outside."

"okay!"

Zheng Jianguo hurried to catch up with his father, knowing that he had missed too much before, and followed the father who opened the door into the house. The old lady Du Xiaomei waved the towel on her hand and started to knock him off the snowflakes on her head. , The hand moved and the mouth was not idle: "I said you have some nerves. It's rare to come back from a holiday in a cold day. You don't honestly stay warm at home, and run around with your father--"

"Well, I'll go back to the bed to warm up."

Zheng Jianguo felt the affection from his old mother. It is strange that he had never felt this way in his memory. The hat was hung on the door and the scarf was hung on the rope. There was no partition in the house. Instead, he used iron wire to hit the wall with cloth. Covered by the curtains, two curtains divided a big house into three worlds. In the middle is his bedroom on the west side of the main house, and the old couple’s bedroom on the east side.

When he arrived in front of his bed, Zheng Jianguo quickly took off his cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers. He wore patched autumn clothes and long trousers. He got into the bed without taking off the socks on his feet, pulling the quilt with a bit of stiffness. With my face covered, I began to imagine how good a mobile phone would be at this moment, so that I could lie in the warm bed and play with the mobile phone——

"what?"

A faint cry came, Zheng Jianguo brushed off the quilt on his head, his ears were raised high, and he heard a faint voice: "He is so young, why would he say that? He is sure Who did you hear it, you told him?"

Xiaomei Du’s words came quickly and urgently. In the end, she couldn’t hear her anymore. Zheng Jianguo understood that it was the old woman who lowered her voice. He couldn’t help thinking about it, what if the old woman didn’t agree?

This house looks like Zheng Fugui is in charge, but that’s the feeling of outsiders. The old lady Du Xiaomei is a traditional woman. She knows that the face of a man in the family is the face of the whole family. No matter how capable a woman is, she can only hold up half the sky. I have never heard of it. Which woman tops the sky when a man is there, on the contrary, most of the time men are the sky at home, so when in front of outsiders, they always regard Zheng Fugui's old face as the first.

For Zheng Fugui, if a man with no father or mother can marry a daughter-in-law, the first thing he has to thank is the country. Without literacy campaigns to teach him to read, he would not be able to become a barefoot doctor. Married a daughter-in-law, so when he said earlier that he wanted to think about it, Zheng Jianguo knew that this was what the old man had to discuss with his mother.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jianguo's eyebrows also wrinkled. Will the old lady Du Xiaomei agree?!