October, 1961.
As the autumnal equinox began in the north, all the production teams in the countryside began to carry out the autumn harvest.
In order to reward the members who had worked hard these days, the Red Star Commune specially invited a film projectionist from the city to show a movie for everyone to relieve their physical and mental stress.
The projectionist was a cultured person and could not be hired easily.
Every time the projectionists were invited down, the club would send some gifts to show their appreciation.
Therefore, wealthy communities would naturally hire more projectionists.
The Red Star Commune, on the other hand, was more advanced every year. Compared to other Communes, the lives of its members were better.
On the donkey cart.
"Are you alright, projectionist?”
The militia captain asked when he saw the young projectionist sitting in the car in a daze.
"No, I'm fine."
The memories in his mind gradually became clearer, and he gradually understood his current identity.
His name was Xu Damao, and he was a projectionist at the Capital Rolling Mill.
At the beginning of this year, he had just become a full-time employee.
In the projectionist industry, there was only one trap for each radish.
All this while, his father had been the one to teach him step by step from apprentice to trainee.
Seeing that his son's skills and seniority were sufficient, Father Xu decisively applied for a transfer to the cinema. He was prepared to retire after a few more years.
Even though the monthly salary of a projectionist was only around 30 yuan, the benefits were very high. Every time they went to the countryside to film a movie, they would receive subsidies.
The wealthier communities would also give some gifts. All in all, it was more cost-effective than being a small cadre.
In this day and age, some things were not easy to buy even with money.
Now, they were on their way to the countryside to film a movie.
……
He didn't expect him to become Xu Damao.
If he stayed in the courtyard house, he would meet the three uncles, Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, and Silly Zhu.
Last year, when Qin Huairu was pregnant with Huai Hua, her husband had just passed away. After giving birth in the middle of the year, she had now gone to the factory to fill in the shift.
The awkward thing was that no matter which workshop she was assigned to, the workers in each workshop were unwilling.
The monthly production task was so heavy. Who would want such a burden? They didn't know anything. If they made defective products, everyone would have to stay and be criticized.
In the end, it was the first uncle who helped and let Widow Qin go to the workshop he brought.
With the prestige of a level-eight fitter, his words were more effective than the director's.
It was just that with the extra burden, the production speed of the workshop was indeed affected.
The second uncle felt that the opportunity had come. In the past, the seventh-grade fitters were suppressed by the first uncle. Now that the first uncle's workshop was cumbersome, the second uncle brought the workshop workers to work hard and prepared to strive for this year's advancement.
……
Xu Damao felt dizzy when he thought about what happened in the courtyard house.
The three masters were not easy to deal with.
Forget it, he couldn't be bothered with them. He had to live his own life first.
Completing the mission of showing the movie was more important than anything else.
Since March of this year, he had gone to the countryside more than ten times, and he had already gotten a clear understanding of the screening.
Touching the projector equipment in the car, Xu Damao wondered if there was a way to reduce the weight of the equipment.
In this way, he could go to the countryside alone to play movies for everyone. Moreover, it was really tiring to carry film and equipment all the time.
Swoosh--
The next second, the projector suddenly disappeared from the car.
Xu Damao was shocked. He looked at the militia captain who was driving. Fortunately, he did not notice anything. He tried to recite in his heart, Come out.
Swoosh--
The equipment that had just disappeared reappeared in the car, and Xu Damao heaved a sigh of relief.
Good heavens, if this equipment was gone, he would be in big trouble.
Not long after, seeing the militia captain of the Commune driving wholeheartedly without looking at him, Xu Damao couldn't help but want to try again.
Disappeared!
Swoosh--
The equipment disappeared from the car again.
Appear!
Swoosh--
The equipment appeared again.
Xu Damao's heart skipped a beat. It seemed like he should have a portable space, but he didn't know how big it was.
Everyone said that the projectionists did not lack food and drink, but no projectionists could eat and drink every day. It was true that they lived better than many people.
If he could use the space to grow some food and vegetables and raise some poultry, his life would definitely be better than that of the director of the steel rolling factory branch.
Xu Damao felt that he had to do things one by one.
Being a projectionist in the 1960s was definitely a golden rice bowl.
As long as he was safe, he was not afraid of having a bad life in the future.
Thinking of this, Xu Damao's mood improved.
He was familiar with part of the future plot and the general direction. There was also a space.
What was there to be afraid of?
Papa Xu had secretly told him that starting from the end of this year, the factory would issue a batch of industrial coupons.
This was a new toy that had just been released at the end of the year. It could buy a lot of things.
All the outstanding workers in the advanced workshops of the rolling mill, as well as the experienced old workers and cadres, would have a share.
Father Xu also had a share and told Xu Damao that his industrial bonds were going to be used to buy him a bicycle.
A bicycle would cost at least a hundred yuan.
Of course, Father Xu bought this car so that he could use it for Xu Damao's wedding.
After all, marriage was a major event in one's life. How could it not be arranged?
Even when it came to dating someone, having a bicycle would give him confidence.
Father Xu's industrial bonds alone were not enough to buy a car. Xu Damao had to save more for himself.
In the rolling mill, it was relatively easy to get industrial bonds.
When the time came, he would play more internal movies for the factory manager and the others. Although the factory manager would not pay, it was not a big deal to give them a few industrial coupons.
Father Xu and the others had also moved out of the courtyard house to make room for Xu Damao.
This way, it would be more convenient for Xu Damao to find a partner.
Thinking about it carefully, the most important thing for him now was to do a good job as a projectionist.
Not long after.
The donkey cart gradually slowed down, and after the militia captain shouted, it immediately stopped.
"Comrade projectionist, we're here.”
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