It was very important for the Civilization Department to have equipment and signs. If there were hundreds or thousands of people gathered, who would know that you were from the Civilization Management Department?
Ms. Zhu gave Mozzie a day off and went to the sports team of the Commune Middle School to look for Mr. Shan, Director Shan. She handed over Mr. Zhu's letter of recommendation and the Civilization Management Office paid 20 yuan for the first payment.
Three days later, he had retrieved three dozen red armbands, which meant that he had the important equipment and emblem.
Ask the teachers to help write dozens of red slogans and put them up on the posters. He also asked a middle-aged mute uncle who killed sheep, rabbits, and dogs to build a clay pot stove in the open area of the market to cook sheep soup.
After confirming the name list of the 20 managers, a few of them came to report the hiring.
He only offered the letter of appointment and the standard red sleeve band after the other party really agreed. He was not afraid that the other party would not admit it.
He had no hair on his mouth, but he had to be firm in his work.
After the point inspection was done, it was time for another big gathering.
It was a Sunday, and they had chosen this day to show off the banner of civilization.
The three of them first went to formally report to Secretary Zhao, and the Civilization Management Office of Daji began its grand opening. Just listen carefully.
It was a warm and sunny day for the big fair in Fengliu Village. It was an extraordinary day because after today, this big fair would start to become famous. Its reputation would gradually increase. From a second-rate rural big fair, it would become a comprehensive big fair that could be compared to the county big fair.
His fame has not declined for decades within a radius of hundreds of miles.
With the concern and support of the brigade's Party branch, the school's Young Pioneers learned from Lei Feng's big gathering to do hygiene, and the village rules and regulations to protect the environment and civilized market began.
Secretary Zhao, who was really concerned about this matter, was also very serious. Early in the morning, he transferred a few teams, brought the militia company commander and two or three village officials, and told them to pay attention to the four directions of the big market today.
He specifically told them not to show up and just pay attention to it. He didn't want to steal the limelight from the young pioneers.
He chose the hairdresser in the center of the market and sat down. He would sit there for the whole day even if he didn't get a haircut today, so he could know the slightest bit of trouble in the entire collection.
Da Ji was Liu Zhuang's image and face. The secretary knew the severity of the matter. Moreover, ever since the Hu family's Xiao Ba had a dispute with the family, he had to go to the city to guard the gate to earn money, and even brought an old chief to stay. In addition, his son's dream was also very important.
He had really pulled this stuttering child out of the pile of children and started to pay attention to him.
Today, he opened his eyes wide and thought of a few possible things and emergency solutions.
Secretary Zhao, who had been a village cadre for many years, was a little excited today. He was both the son of a new thing and the leader. The secretary was paying attention, the masses were paying attention, the teachers were paying attention, and everyone was paying attention.
After breakfast, before the gathering started, Old Fang and Zheng Chongzhi joined hands and read the notice carefully under the red slogans written by the teacher. Everyone is responsible for the Shenma Civilization Liuzhuang Gathering, Civilization and Health Start from Me, Don't Litter, Concentrate on Storage, Normalize Treatment, etc.
Si Sheng and Mozzie had already issued the notice early in the morning. For the first time, they were recruiting 50 Grade 2345 children to post in the most conspicuous and bright places in the entire collection, such as trees, doors, shelves, and everywhere else.
The school mimeographed 16-carat paper, which clearly explained how to go to the market in a civilized manner, how to pay attention to hygiene, and how to be civilized.
There were also many people who knew the 20 supervisors who were announced. They were pointing at who they were. Which team was he from?
Each notice was guarded by a child with a red armband on his left hand and a few lines of yellow words: Liu Zhuang was a volunteer young pioneer in environmental hygiene and civilized maintenance. There was also a striking yellow star on the red sleeve.
Their mission was to protect the notice and not let the bad guys destroy it. They stood there for a day. However, they had to eat and drink mutton soup at noon. It was impossible for them to protect them without a little benefit. The task was very difficult. However, the students were very serious and sacred.
They entered the market early in the morning. Hu Tuanjie, Hu Shengli, Zhao Dejin, and Cheng Yueying, who were patrolling, also noticed a big change. They didn't know if the brigade or the team had sent people to push a lot of new soil, and the potholes on the market were all leveled. It gave off a flat and vast feeling.
They set up their civilized place in the northwest corner of the corner where they sold onions, garlic, and vegetables. They found a broken frame and let the middle-aged mute Shuren Fo take care of it. He put down seven or eight sheep. Some of them had been killed and skinned, while some had not been killed yet. It was very tempting to cook the whole lamb with steaming rattan in a big pot.
There were five or six small square tables. Today, this was the Liu Zhuang Market, the office of the Market's environment, health, and civilization development management office. It was a resting place for eating and drinking mutton soup with the Young Pioneers.
They had already cooked two whole lambs. Water Celery brought two female students to wash the dishes and chopsticks quickly. The three baskets of new white bowls were just taken from the porcelain stall and were paid in cash. It was the first big business in the market today.
The head of the internal affairs department had a flowery cloth bag in front of his chest. There was a lot of money in it, which was money given by Brother Mosquito. He had a detailed plan for how to use it.
She would not be full with just the mutton soup. She still had to buy 100 catties of pancakes, 200 catties of flatbread, and dozens of catties of green onions and salted vegetables. It was not open for business. This was the lunch for the students who stood guard at the management office, the Young Pioneers 'maintenance staff, the 20 supervisors, the team leaders who came to observe, the team leaders of Team 9, Old Fang Zhu, and the female soldiers who helped the mother.
There were more and more people, and the atmosphere was getting a little tense. Old Fang had already read the announcement board at the entrance eight times. He really remembered the contents of the announcement clearly.
Old Fang was pondering over the symbols, not missing a single one. He looked at them seriously as he studied them.
There was already a large crowd of people in front of the bulletin board. He inadvertently saw a few familiar faces. They were Carpenter Li's uncle, Uncle Not Far from the Hu family, Sixth Uncle from the Zhao family, and a few men or elders who were also good friends of Seventh Sister, Sixth Aunt, and Fifth Aunt.
Some of the older ones were from their own sects and clans. They were the supervisors. Almost all of the names on the notice were there. However, they were all here to watch the show, even though they all had a red armband in their pockets. The red armband had two gold stars. However, no one took it out to show off. The Zhuang family was very humble.
Old Fang, who was observing, smiled meaningfully. The old general also smiled. After watching it twice, he understood what was going on. Brother Xiao Ba has a lot of thoughts and content in doing big things.
Old Fang, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, began to explain the announcement. He acted as a special commentator, analyst, and forecast in front of the column. Old Fang's quote was as follows: Some people took note of it seriously.
This way, he had guts!
This was a great thing, alright!
Liu Zhuangzi's large collection of talents, few people have ambition.
Old Fang's tone was slightly more serious as he looked around." Hey, hey, hey, stop squeaking. Listen to my summary. Let's look at the first ten years and the next ten years. I'll leave my words here. There are three names on this list. If these three children don't become successful in ten years, if they don't have great ambitions, and if they don't amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, I'll come down and show you."
Look at this paragraph, this line, it's too high.
Look at this paragraph. This line of work is reasonable and reasonable.
Look at this paragraph. In this line, the brigade doesn't need a single cent. The income from the fine has to be handed over to the brigade and all of it is voluntary labor.
"Look at the signature: Division Chief, Deputy Division Chief, Chief. This is like the signature announcement of the commander, political commissar, and chief of staff of the Liu and Deng armies marching into the Dabie Mountains.
Don't you believe me, I, Old Fang, haven't seen or heard of you in all the villages in the county?
Your Liu Manor has a capable person!
You villagers are blessed!
Once a capable person was born, it would definitely be magnificent and benefit thousands of families!
Believe it or not? Anyway, I believe it.
He looked at more than 20 supervisors who were proudly sticking out their bellies and showed off even more.
The old general is standing here and can be a witness. I'm talking about ten years ago and ten years later. There are only three people on this list. Hu Tuan and the others, do you know whose children they are?
This was a little stutterer. Whose family is that? Whose ten-year-old, 11-year-old, and 12-year-old? Go home and take a look. Can your children play tricks on you?
I won't say anymore. I'm going to the market. I'm tired of talking.
Although he had finished his speech, what he said was indeed the main topic of conversation in many families that day.
The morning market was calm and peaceful. There was no sign of a prostitute.
At the sheep soup office in the market, the students of Grade 345 were eating their soup and pancakes while reporting the news. They were reporting the reactions of the people below the announcement today, such as what Old Fang had said. Although the words of others were not as high and comprehensive as Old Fang's, they were still praised a lot. Although there were also many people who complained.
In the beginning, dozens of Young Pioneers took turns to drink and eat, helping each other in groups. It was obvious that there was discipline and guidance. None of the adults had the nerve to sit down and eat the delicious mutton soup.
However, the villagers would not give way. After a while, under the invitation of their second brother, Old Fang and the old general, who were tired and hungry and had talked too much, entered the table first to drink soup and eat pancakes. They warmly invited the people beside them to take a seat.
Master Lin, Third Uncle Zhang, and Second Uncle Liu were all shouting," Are you a supervisor? You have your share. Come and eat your share."
Big brother, big brother-in-law, you are the officers of team nine. How can you not come and eat in your field?
The pear seller, Zhao Zhuang's family, and the Wang family's cloth seller are also supervisors. Come, come, come.
Hence, the few polite adults sat down beside Old Fang and the Bureau Chief. To them, it was a great honor to be able to sit at the same table as the old chief!
The water cress quickly handed over the bowl, and Ren Fo served large bowls of steaming hot mutton, sheep blood, and sheep offal. He scooped up the boiling soup and ate it with pancakes, flatbread, and onions.
After someone started the young pioneers, it was time for the adults to fight. There were many officials and supervisors. There were also many acquaintances who raised their big bowls. What a lamb soup for the Qingming season!
Clearing the intestines and clearing the stomach, it was so satisfying.
We're all basking in the light of the children, so naturally, we'll keep saying good things, and Carpenter Li, who's constantly wandering around, will listen to all of it.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]