There are many talents in the military area, and Li Guoliang is looking for the top soldiers inside. Just need to develop a set of movements suitable for young people to exercise their limbs flexibly and interact with the joints by the way. It only took a day to get it out.
You can't let people from the military area teach in schools, so Li Ping learns from others in the military area.
She participated in winter training before, and many people in the military area knew her. Knowing that she needs to practice this, the company commander in charge of the professor is also very careful.
Li Ping was stunned to learn dozens of times in a row, remembering all the movements clearly, and only after his body reached the standard, he was completely relieved.
Li Guoliang saw that she was striving for perfection and was not afraid of hardships, and then remembered what Xiao Wu said, that children from poor families were headed early.
Before seeing Li Ping being able to endure hardship like this, he still felt proud. Now there is a little guilt in pride.
No matter how much they say, they are always owed to this child.
On Monday, Li Ping began to study gymnastics with members of the student union. Even Su Yu took time to learn.
Although it is different from the rhythmic gymnastics of later generations, it is also useful for physical exercise.
After learning well, Li Ping formally submitted an application to the Youth League Committee in the name of the Student Union, hoping that gymnastics training would be conducted throughout the school, with half an hour of exercise time every morning. Strengthen students' physique.
Li Ping was a little worried. This is a major issue for the entire school after all, and the school does not know if it can be approved.
At lunch, she still couldn't eat. Su Yu calmly said, "Eating is the biggest thing, and everything else is left aside. Only after eating, I have the strength to do things."
Li Ping took a bite, "Sister Su Yu, do you think the school can agree? Should I go to the school leader."
"What you should do with them, I understand what I should say in the application form. What I said is the same." Su Yu took a sip of the soup and taught her, "No matter how much you say, it's better to do more. Why don't you worry about it before you apply. , You are now the chairman of the student union, and you can train the members of the student union. No one cares. If you want others to agree with your point of view, you must first make some achievements and let people see the effect."
When Li Ping heard the words, her eyes lit up, she took the lunch box and ate it. After eating, he wiped his mouth and stood up and left, "Sister Su Yu, I'm going now, let's send a notice."
"Go ahead." Su Yu smiled.
When Li Ping left, she continued to chew and eat slowly. Don't worry about anything, anyway, someone is going to worry about her.
Before the application was approved, under Su Yu's suggestion, Li Ping took the lead in the morning exercises with more than 200 students from the Student Union.
The mighty two-hundred people appeared on the campus playground early in the morning, forming an attractive scenery.
Listening to the energetic voices of the students and their young and powerful bodies, the passing professors and school leaders couldn't help but look at them.
Even Principal Zheng has seen it several times.
By Friday, the application was approved. All students start a half-hour gymnastics training at 7 o'clock every morning.
The person in charge is Li Ping, the chairman of the Student Union, and Su Yu, the Office of the Youth League Committee.
But Su Yu didn't want to take care of things now, so she assigned the opportunity to work to the cadres of the student union, and arranged two more serious and responsible cadres to take care of the broadcasting station.
The two student cadres were given this opportunity, but no one doubted that it was because Su Yu didn't want to work. After all, the predecessor President Su of the Student Union has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I am very grateful to Su Yu.
The weather gradually warmed up, and Su Dongdong, the eldest niece of the old Su family, was also full of the moon.
At this time, full moon wine is not popular yet, and Lao Su's family is busy themselves. Su Yu didn't know what to buy, so she wrapped five yuan in red envelopes for her niece. A bonus of two yuan was also given to Lao Niang.
During the child's full moon, Lao Su's family is in good order. Liu Mei confinement and taking care of the child are all handled by Liu Lao Niang.
Su Yu thinks this employee can be regarded as an excellent employee and worthy of bonus.
Mother Liu was so touched that she wiped her tears with the money, "Auntie-in-law, you are such a good person, you treat me better than my daughters and daughters."
She hasn't lived as well in her life as she did at Lao Su's house.
No son or daughter-in-law criticizes her, no man cares about her. Eat and drink, eat well, dress well, live in a big house, usually do some work, and still have so much money to get.
Su Yu nodded while reading. She didn't think she was kind to Liu Lao Niang. After all, it was treated as a hired worker. It's not about being involved in any emotions.
Wages, food and housing, and occasional benefits and bonuses are all normal employee benefits.
"By the way, are the pickles made at home? Get a small pot and send it back to Jinhe County."
"It's done, I'll go right away." The outstanding employee Liu Lao Niang immediately went to work.
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The pickles were brought by the cadres who used to work in the city to help them.
Song Dongzheng has been busy with the spring sowing. When he received the pickles, his exhaustion was wiped out.
At noon, I took it to the cafeteria and asked the chef in the cafeteria to fry them. When I went down for business, I put it in a small bag and let Luo Wei take it with him. Eat with pickles. Inadvertently harvested the hearts of a group of people.
The spring broadcast was still in progress, so Song Dongzheng proposed to organize the people to open up wasteland.
During the field inspections during the spring broadcast period, Song Dongzheng also learned a lot about the situation. In fact, there is not much land planted, and many wastelands have room for pits.
The ordinary people obviously hope to open more wasteland to grow food, so that they can eat a full meal in the future.
When Secretary Lin and others heard Song Dongzheng's proposal, they all began to oppose it.
Since the last time Song Dongzheng took advantage of the reeducation of bad elements to increase the number of militiamen, they knew that this young man was a thief.
So regardless of his request, the first reaction in everyone's mind is that they cannot agree. Think about it first.
Song Dongzheng said, "Tell me the reasons why you don't agree."
"The common people can't afford it. And the existing land is enough. It shouldn't delay the common people's planting tasks."
Song Dongzheng smiled and said, "It's okay, there are now fifty militiamen in the county. There are also militiamen in each production team. I plan to let these militiamen serve as the vanguard of the wasteland. They were originally mobile personnel in the county, so there is no delay. Work in the county."
Director Jin of the County Public Security Bureau said, "What about the work in that county?"
"Of course it's the county public security bureau's responsibility, otherwise what do you want the county public security bureau to do?" Song Dongzheng said strongly.
These words made Director Jin speechless.
Everyone now knows what Song County Magistrate had done before and did everything possible to build a militia team and increase the number of militiamen. Co-authoring this is someone who is not worried about it.
Secretary Lin held the tea cup angrily and did not speak for a long time.
Others have their own minds. The Song County Magistrate now has a firm foothold in the county, and the team that stood before will now start to reconsider.
Seeing that everyone has nothing to say, Song Dongzheng said, "Everyone is a cadre of the people, and everyone is dedicated to doing things for the people. Now things have been put on the table, and I have solved the difficulties that everyone raised. I hope everyone can Work together to do things for the people. As cadres, we are afraid that nothing can create trouble and make things out of nothing. Of course, I believe that all of us in Jinhe County are good comrades and trustworthy comrades."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Secretary Lin with a friendly smile, "Secretary Lin, you are a big leader, do you have other opinions?"
"..." Secretary Lin put the teacup on the table, "Comrade Dongzheng has thought about it, and I have no opinion."
After the meeting, Song Dongzheng arranged for the militias to arrange the reclamation of wasteland, and arranged for the militias of various communes and production teams to also participate in the construction of the motherland.
However, in order to facilitate the unified management of the county, the militia teams of various production teams and communes were temporarily managed by the county militia.
As soon as the news came out, the captains of each production team began to run, hoping to strive for more fields for their respective production teams and more harvests in the coming year.
As for the question of who should control the militia, the production team didn't think much about it. The militia of the production team is of course taken care of by the county, and you can't let people in the county listen to the production team. Isn't this a mess?
However, some commune secretaries of the commune felt some signs, but the documents had already been down, and there was a large number of militias in the county, no one took the lead, and no one dared to openly oppose it.