SFS Chapter 470 Education
Chapter 470 Education
Wear long-sleeved autumn johns inside socks, carefully ask your child what he wants to eat, and make it yourself.
Jiang Miaomiao thought of the men in her family. Her brothers were better and also did housework.
My man is just a sinecure, a staff member in the logistics department of the army. He comes early and leaves late every day, and always looks like he is very important.
When I was young, I looked at his face, and since he was the third child in the family, I didn’t notice these things.
One year after getting married, they had twins, a boy and a girl. After the birth, they were taken care of by their second sister-in-law and their elder sister. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their husband Shaoyang because there were people taking care of them. Shaoyang would just sleep, eat, and then leave when he came home.
But when the third child was born with difficult labor and bleeding, and the doctor announced that she would not be able to have children in the future, the old man of the Shao family changed his expression. Shao Yang did the same, and did not even look at the third child. But when it came to the twins, a boy and a girl, he came back every day to look at them again and again.
But it's just a glance. She will never be like Jiang Wen, who will never do the first thing when she comes back, which is to hug the child, touch the head, and show concern for the child.
My own twins, Xiaolong and Xiaofeng, have also been sick before and have never received such attention from their father.
This is because Jiang Miaomiao didn’t know there was a term called widowed parenting.
Gu Lixia knew that Jiang Miaomiao was looking for Jiang Wen about the pedal tricycle. Gu Lixia didn't like to talk about these things at the dinner table, not to mention that Huainan was processing fish, and Jiang Wen would be here soon.
Sure enough, after walking around the kitchen, Jiang Wen came over and sat down next to him.
Gu Lixia didn't plan to go to the kitchen, Huainan and her sister-in-law could cook the meal.
"Hello, Principal Huo, and Teacher Jiang, we can mass-produce pedal tricycles. This is beneficial to people's livelihood after all."
"How about this? I'll apply for an engineer subsidy for you, and pay you according to the lowest level of first-level engineer. That way you'll need to go to work on Sundays. Of course, if you don't want to, you can apply for a one-time subsidy of 1000 plus some bills." Jiang Miaomiao could see that Jiang Wen preferred the latter.
"Okay, but the designer must indicate that it's mine. I personally have a permanent partnership with you. My initials need to be on it. Jiangcheng will be supplied first, 30%." Jiang Wen knew that he couldn't apply for a patent, but there would definitely be more than just this one pedal tricycle in the future.
"Okay." Jiang Miaomiao was very sure. The director of the bicycle factory was also an old revolutionary. Compared with the collective interests, these were all trivial matters.
Huainan cooked one thing after another: stewed chicken with mushrooms, braised fish, stir-fried baby cabbage, stir-fried lettuce, stir-fried bacon with radish, and soup with fish bones. After finishing all these, he prepared the dishes for his second uncle and started to dig rice.
Jiang Xiu came out and patted his second brother on the shoulder.
Jiang Wen stood up and said, "I'm going to the kitchen for a moment. You should wash your hands first and eat right away."
Everyone stood up, washed their hands, and prepared to eat.
There were fewer people this time, so the whole family ate at the kitchen table.
Jiang Wen’s boiled fish fillets are served and it’s time to eat.
"Did Xiao Jiang study these things when he worked in a machinery factory before?" Jiang Miaomiao asked while eating.
"It happened a few years ago, when we lived in the staff housing complex. The children were still young, and it took three people to collect food. So we found a way to buy someone else's broken bicycle and repaired it into a wooden flatbed cart. This time, I just connected my own bicycle to it." Jiang Wenzhen picked up some food for Huaishu. The child was a picky eater and only ate meat and not vegetables.
"Then why don't you study mechanics in college?"
"I think mathematics is the foundation, and as for mechanics, I think I can read books by myself and then ask teachers at school." He swallowed the food in his mouth before answering the question.
In fact, Jiang Wen felt that he had learned enough about space theory, and he studied mathematics because it was also very interesting, and the information showed that there would be a postgraduate entrance examination this year.
Jiang Wen wanted to finish his studies as quickly as possible and then return to the base to show his skills. He had a legitimate reason to come here to study.
After dinner, they sat for a while. It was completely dark. The Jiang sisters and Huo Jianhua left together. Jiang Wen saw them off and closed the door.
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In the office of Yang Jianping of the Jiangcheng Revolutionary Committee, the Chinese teacher that day, and the parents of the nine classmates, as soon as Gu Lixia left, Yang Jianping began to teach the ideological class.
In the yard, as the loud national anthem played, the bright five-star red flag rose slowly in the breeze.
"In peacetime, your life is ordinary. Why are you looking for trouble? Have all 19 of you forgotten the days before the founding of the People's Republic of China? Your house was bombed and air-raided by the Japanese army. Your home was reduced to ruins. You are homeless and your lives are seriously threatened..."
The brutal war touched the softest part of everyone's heart. People at that time lived in fear, lack of food and clothing, and displacement.
"We must remember the past and learn from it. We condemn the aggressors' brutality and emphasize remembering historical experiences and lessons. We must awaken kind-hearted people's yearning for and adherence to peace. We must learn from history, look to the future, and jointly cherish and safeguard peace."
"It is our unshirkable responsibility to treat the families of martyrs well and let them live a happy life. Let the heroes and martyrs rest in peace and let their spirit be passed down from generation to generation. The child is currently in elementary school. Wei Haiyang's father once made great contributions to the country and the people."
"It was the fall of these heroes yesterday that allowed the Republic to stand tall today. Even the fearless heroes had their own fears. They weren't afraid of the enemy or death, but they were afraid that their elders wouldn't live well and their children would be bullied after they passed away... When heroes travel far away, they still have families; when heroes rest in peace, they still have descendants."
"The chairman stressed the need to take special care of their elderly and underage children. This work must be undertaken and implemented by dedicated individuals."
"Comrade Wei Guoqiang sacrificed his life, but there are still thousands of other Wei Guoqiangs on the front lines. What are you doing? You are looking down on others. Are you spies hidden among the people? What else do you want to do? Are you still planning to knock on widows' doors at night?"
"Having a son isn't a big deal. Your son is just your son. Thousands of people visit Comrade Wei Guoqiang's tomb every year to pay their respects. Do you have any of that? Are you proud of beating your child?"
"You eat with your bowl in hand and curse your mother when you put it down. This is your attitude. If that's the case, you have no right to enjoy the peace and tranquility that Wei Haiyang's father paid for..."
Yang Jianping's spit flew onto these people's faces, but none of them remained silent and allowed Yang Jianping to criticize them.
The reason is very simple. In the past 10 years, the Revolutionary Committee has always done whatever it wanted and has no fear of anything.
For example, the salary deduction and fine this time were just a matter of a phone call.
It's justifiable to fire him.
They were even used as examples, and all factories began to take classes seriously, including ideological and political courses.