Chapter 3

"Hot and cold is easy to cause a cold."

Zheng Fugui looked at Zheng Jianguo in surprise. He couldn't figure out how the child said he wouldn't bake at the fire, but he wanted to call him home. When he heard it, he naturally agreed: "put your scarf around, and the wind and snow outside is a little heavy."

The news of Zheng Fugui and his wife didn't disturb Su Dalan, who was talking. He looked at their necks and gloves, and Peng Kaili continued: "last time I went to the commune for a meeting, I heard that except for the typical educated youth of Yanghe brigade, others were recruited back. This time, Yuquan Mining Bureau heard that dozens of people would be recruited, It happened that my cousin's aunt was in Yuquan supply and marketing agency -- "

The corners of his mouth pulled. Zheng Jianguo covered himself tightly and went out of the warehouse. He was rushed by the oncoming north wind with heavy snow. He immediately shivered. He reluctantly looked at the footprints on the ground and passed the threshing field. Zheng Fugui caught up behind him: "I said that your boy is now old. Your sister's visits are for women to see gynecological diseases. She can't follow her in the future -"

"Dad, did you hear what the women's director said?"

Zheng Jianguo ignored what his father Zheng Fugui wanted to remind him. He studied with Zheng Chunhua a few days ago just to prove something in his memory. It was too deliberate to think of what he did. Fortunately, he was born in a family of "barefoot doctors". Only Guo binghe's mother-in-law had to stay in the hospital for three days to give birth to Guo Shengli, It can be enough to confirm his accuracy of those things he remembers, not to mention the employment of the Mining Bureau mentioned by Wang Guohuai and Su Dalan just now, which is an excuse for him not to go to the health school: "aunt Su said that there were only the educated youth of Yanghe brigade who wrote blood letters, which means that Peng Kaili and them were not motivated, It is also said from the side that the eight educated youth here have no ability, because those who have the ability have to recruit workers back to the city -- "

It seems that Zheng Jianguo, who was previously confused and seemed to have lost his God, has never felt his brain as good as now: "I don't know what you plan to let me go to health school, but I feel that instead of going to work after reading in health school for a few years, I might as well take advantage of this opportunity, Go home and study while visiting with you, and then find a chance to take the exam. If you are lucky, your son and I will be the workers who have an iron rice bowl. "

"You, no, that's what you think?"

Zheng Fugui couldn't care about the flying snow. He tore off his bib and stared at Zheng Jianguo as if he didn't know him. The boy usually seemed like a mug gourd at home, but he didn't expect to say such a careful idea now. Although he took it for granted: "if you can't pass the exam - dad doesn't want you to suffer so early, you can see it, We'll have to go to the reservoir to help if the snow stops at two o'clock tomorrow morning. "

"I listened to what other students said. It's no use learning well. As long as I can generally pass the exam when recruiting workers, I don't expect to pass the college entrance examination."

Zheng Jianguo panted. He used to wear a lot. The big cotton padded jacket, cotton pants and cotton shoes are like a fat man. Now the snow is big. You have to work hard to avoid slipping. After that, he saw his father with only two eyes wide open, gasped and continued to say, "I also went to the ground when I was busy in summer and busy in autumn. Won't you forget? I remember when you praised me like a farmer -- "

"It's like, and there are outsiders in front of me. I won't praise you or anyone."

Zheng Fugui stared, thinking of the child's performance during the busy autumn harvest last summer, and then his face showed relief. He just thought of the relief on his face after recruiting workers in the city. He immediately gathered his eyes, looked at the house that didn't even have a yard in the distance, and then said, "don't tell your mother about it until I think about it."

"Yes!"

Gudong swallowed his saliva. Zheng Jianguo didn't expect that he could convince his father so smoothly. At this time, he is also preparing for the failure of Guo Shengli, a bully in Kansai. If the boy really can't come, he has to think about his future.

In my memory, Zheng Jianguo missed the resumption of the college entrance examination at the end of the year because he received training in the health school. Now if he is likely to go back, he dare not take the risk - the regulations after the resumption of the college entrance examination clearly require that students are not allowed to apply for the examination. At that time, no matter which school he is in, he will always miss this opportunity. This risk is too great.

Zheng Jianguo's education is not high, and he can become the director of the emergency department of the township hospital. It seems that his graduation certificate has played a great role in his good study, and it is also the key for him to change from a barefoot doctor who can't get into the clinic of the commune to a doctor in the township hospital.

If he wants to rely on the knowledge in his memory to participate in the restored college entrance examination, Zheng Jianguo is not sure, but he can prepare for the upcoming college entrance examination from now. It must take more than half a year. In addition, he is at least a student in school. He is more likely to pass the examination than other people's congresses.

Of course, the premise is that you can't learn the current "Gongji" 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 be regarded as popular science books, which is not much different from the current barefoot doctor manual.

Since more than ten years ago, in order to deal with the serious shortage of professional medical personnel, the state has formulated relevant regulations and completed the three-level medical structure system based on urban hospitals, commune health centers and brigade clinics through the training of large-scale farmers with certain knowledge. Zheng Fugui learned a few more words from the literacy class that year, After training as a doctor, he became a barefoot doctor of sanlibao brigade. He went out to see a doctor when he was busy with current affairs and agriculture. He was still a member of the brigade who depended on his work points.

Zheng Jianguo knows that his father's dream is to make him a real doctor, which is also the reason why Zheng Fugui smashed the pot and sold iron and sent him to the health school. The health school at present is not a place to train nursing nurses decades later. What he learns in it is trained as medical students, and the destination after graduation is the hospital health center.

The shortage of nursing nurses is solved by each hospital's own training, and most of the staff come from high school graduates. As for when there were nursing majors in the health school, it is conservatively estimated that it would take ten years as a unit. Zheng Jianguo can't remember when at this time.

The Zheng family is in the southernmost street of the village. The two bare thatched cottages were built by the brigade when Zheng Fugui got married. The largest main house is the residence of Zheng Fugui, Du Xiaomei and Zheng Jianguo. Next to the smaller house is the kitchen and the four sisters of Zheng Chunhua. The yard is a fence made of sticks and branches, At the moment, it was cold and natural to stand naked around the yard. Zheng Jianguo stood in the wind and snow and looked at his home in the distance. Unexpectedly, he found that there would be such a beautiful scenery when all things withered.

"What are you doing standing there? Hurry back to the house and get warm!"

Zheng Fugui, who was full of thoughts, took a few steps and found that his son didn't follow up. He turned around and saw Zheng Jianguo standing behind. He didn't know what to think. He thought he was thinking about the previous topic. He lifted his hand in thick gloves and said in a stuffy voice, "let's go home and say it's so cold outside."

"Oh, good!"

Zheng Jianguo quickly caught up with his father's pace and knew that he had missed too many things before. He followed the father who clapped the door into the house. My mother Du Xiaomei had waved the towel on her hand and began to knock off the snowflakes on his head and body. Her hands were moving and her mouth was not idle: "I said what nerves do you have? It's rare to come back from vacation in a cold day, Why don't you stay at home and run around with your father? "

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

Zheng Jianguo felt the family affection from his mother. Strangely, he never felt this feeling in his memory. His hat was hung on the rope behind the door, and there was no partition wall in the house. Instead, he smashed iron wire on the wall and covered it with a cloth curtain. The two cloth curtains divided a big house into three worlds, the main house in the middle, his bedroom in the West and the bedroom of the old couple in the East.

When he got to his bed, Zheng Jianguo quickly took off his cotton padded jacket and trousers and wore patched autumn clothes and trousers. Without taking off his socks, he got into the quilt and pulled some hard quilts to cover his face. He began to fantasize that if there were a mobile phone at this time, he could lie in the warm quilt and play with the mobile phone——

"What?"

A faint cry came. Zheng Jianguo brushed the quilt off his head and raised his ears. He heard a faint voice: "he's so small. How could he say that? He must have heard someone say it. You told him?"

Du Xiaomei's words came quickly and urgently. In the end, she couldn't hear them again. Zheng Jianguo understood that my mother lowered her voice and couldn't help thinking about it. What if my mother didn't agree?

It seems that Zheng Fugui is in charge of the family, but that's the feeling of outsiders. My mother Du Xiaomei is a traditional women's family. She knows that the face of men 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've never heard that a woman holds up the sky when a man is around. On the contrary, men are the sky at home most of the time, So when you are in front of outsiders, you always put Zheng Fugui's old face first.

For Zheng Fugui, if a man without a father and a mother can marry a daughter-in-law, the first thing to thank is the country. If there is no literacy campaign to teach him to read, he will not be able to become a barefoot doctor. Naturally, he will not marry a daughter-in-law. Therefore, when he said he wanted to think about it earlier, Zheng Jianguo knew that this was what his father wanted to discuss with his mother.

At this thought, Zheng Jianguo's eyebrows wrinkled. Will my mother Du Xiaomei agree?!