Kozuki
Author: Chen Xinfeng
In the fifth or eighth year, when the people of the whole country were "eating canteens", Xiaoyue was born in a peasant family on Chengxi Street in Yangxian County. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. Because, there is an elder brother and two sisters in front of him, and they live a hard life without food every day. Looking at Xiaoyue, who was thin with yellow melons, his mother, who had no food, no money, and no milk at home, was ruthless, so he gave him to a family surnamed Liu who lacked children in Beishan.
It is said that people in the city are stingy, and people in the countryside are generous. Because the people in the city live on the "stone slabs", they have to buy everything they eat, while the people in the countryside have their own land, and they still have some life-saving ingredients. The situation of the Liu family is not very good: his adoptive father has suffered from asthma for many years, and the "fat" work in the team cannot be earned, so he can only work as a breeder in the team, feeding pigs and cattle every day. Thanks to Liu's mother, she is healthy and hard-working. She loves her children like treasures and treats them as her own. She was desperately busy every day, a handful of and urine, and she raised Xiao Yueyue with rice soup paste. At the end of the 70s, after Xiaoyue graduated from high school, it happened that the Yangxian Nitrogen Fertilizer Factory was recruiting outstanding young people in rural areas, and the number of places assigned to the brigade was limited. In order to let her baby son jump out of the "mud pit", Xiaoyue's adoptive mother ran to the house of the brigade secretary every day, pleaded with others, said all kinds of good things, and secretly sent chickens and ducks, and finally achieved her wish. When Satsuki arrived at the nitrogen fertilizer factory from Beishan, she found it extravagant: the factory had a fertilizer production line imported from abroad, and the black satin Zhoucheng Highway divided the factory into north and south courtyards.
In the north factory area, there are high-rise buildings, brand-new machines, and criss-crossing open-air pipes, some as thick as gasoline barrels, and some as thin as bamboo flutes. These pipes and gas tanks are superimposed, some resembling satellite towers, some resembling Westerners' orchestras, and the towering industrial chimney inside the factory is dozens of meters higher than the stupa on the Guansi Field, and the white smoke that spews out in thin layers seems to splash ink and paint in the sky of Xie Village. The factory is divided into three shifts, each shift works for eight hours, and there are four days off every month; the production section has seven or eight workshops, which are coal, steam, hydropower, production, synthesis, etc., which outsiders are strictly forbidden to enter; there are also all kinds of factory management organs, fertilizer depots, and public baths. There is a tall dormitory building in the southern district, three workers live in a dormitory, each floor has a bathroom, the whole building is equipped with water and electricity, compared with the adobe houses and open-air urine pits in the rural hometown, I don't know how many times more advanced; the staff cafeteria has dozens of brand-new tables, chairs and benches, and there are full-time cooks, in the spacious and bright kitchen, cooking delicious meals for the employees; the compound dam has more than 1,000 square meters of clean and tidy cement floor; and the guard room also has a full-time barber who serves the workers. The factory is only a few miles away from Xie Cun Street. In the summer, you can also take a bath in the beautiful Han River River......
Satsuki has fallen deeply in love with this young factory like a newborn baby. Since then, he has been the earliest to go to work and the latest to get off work, work conscientiously and responsibly, ask questions if he doesn't understand, unite colleagues, bear hardships and stand hard work, and is deeply loved by his fellow workers. Two years later, because of his strong sense of responsibility, he was transferred to the supply and marketing department as a custodian. Three years later, after the training and training of the department, he was transferred to the sales line and ran business between Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and other major cities across the country. In the early nineties, he sat on the throne of sales section chief with his sales performance and service ability. It is a pity that around 2,000 years, the nitrogen fertilizer factory, which was once a smash hit, beautiful and beautiful, and served the farmers and brothers in the county, has become a private enterprise because of institutional reform and the development of the times, which is embarrassing.
However, Xiaoyue and his co-workers, who once used their magnificent youth to compose hymns for the land of Yangxian County to ensure a bumper harvest, are worthy of praise, worthy of people's thoughts and nostalgia!
About author:Chen Xinfeng, male, farmer. He works in Ningbo all the year round, climbs lattices in his free time, and likes to record the life around him with words.