Movies and fireworks pushed the atmosphere of New Year's Eve to a climax. Then a Hong Kong New Year comedy was played in the cinema. At this time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard from both near and far. Ma Qianzhu had no intention of watching the movie anymore and got up to go out. , he still has things to do.
When they walked outside, Wu De was already waiting with seven or eight workers pushing wheelbarrows, and then Xiao Zishan and others also came. Several members of the executive committee who often appeared in public went separately to "send warmth."
As the Cross-Travel Group's stall grew bigger and bigger, it became very important to help the local people in many aspects and keep them loyal to the Cross-Travel Group. The executive committee generally divided the work and went to various places. Carry out condolence work.
Wang Luobin went to Yanchang Village to bring some New Year's goods to Du Wen and the small team stationed in Yanchang Village, who insisted on setting up a training center for salt farm farmers there. By the way, he also brought the military pay, condolences and condolences of the children of Yanchang Village who were serving in the New Army. The letters were taken. Xiong Buyou and Yang Baogui went to Damei Village and sent a cart of salt and more than a dozen barrels of fish as condolences to the villagers of Damei Village. Damei Village will serve as an important livestock base of the Ministry of Agriculture in the future. , Yang Guogui went to survey the local environment. These two groups set off during the day and came back at night.
The hospital Ma Qianzhu went to was treating more than 30 wounded people who were seriously injured in the Battle of Bopu.
The lights in Bairen General Hospital were brightly lit. When Ma Qianzhu went in and took a look, he found that all the doctors, including veterinarian Comrade Yang Guogui, were in the hospital. None of them went to watch movies or hang out. He was very touched. He quickly ran into the duty room. , holding Shi Niaoren’s hand:
"Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Shi!"
Shi Niaoren was caught off guard and was startled. When he saw Ma Qianzhu coming, he quickly said: "Committee Ma, thank you for your hard work! Are you coming to the hospital to inspect it so late?"
"I'm here to visit the sick and wounded." As he said that, the workers had already brought in various condolences.
"The Executive Committee has thought very carefully." Shi Niaoren originally wanted to remind the Executive Committee, but now it seems that the Executive Committee has thought quite comprehensively, "You have done a good job in stabilizing the emotions of the wounded. effect."
"What? Are you feeling emotional?"
"Didn't I report the status of the wounded? Ten of them must be disabled." Shi Niaoren rang the bell, and a woman with low eyebrows came in, wearing a light blue cloth nurse's uniform of a nurse from the Ministry of Health. A soft hat with a blue snake-wrapped olive wood badge on the chest - the health department decided not to use the red cross as a symbol because it had too strong a religious connotation, and instead used the symbol of the health organization. The choice of blue for the nurse's uniform was based on folk customs. , so as not to irritate the wounded - only wear all white when expressing condolences.
"Make tea for Commissioner Ma."
The woman responded in a low voice, went out, and soon brought Ma Qianxu a cup of hot tea.
"Who is this? Doesn't it look like the medical school student assigned to you?" Ma Qianzhu was still very vigilant. The woman in front of him was in his mid-thirties, and women of this age were all laborers assigned to communes. Went to the department.
"This is Wu Nanhai's woman." Shi Niaoren said casually, "She also has a daughter who is still in the farm. When I asked for this woman, this guy refused to give her!"
"What?" Ma Qianzhu was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. Wu Nanhai was very familiar to him: he was chubby, kind-faced, and a standard good person, but he actually had a mother-daughter relationship? Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance.
Seeing the surprise on his face, Shi Niaoren realized that he might have misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "They came from Wu Nanhai's agricultural department. They are the mother and daughter that Wu Nanhai asked Zhang Xingjiao to pick up from Goujiazhuang a few months ago. .”
"Oh, it's them." He would have forgotten what he said. He took a closer look at the female nurse. Although she was thin, she had pretty features.
"Now in the inpatient department, there are 17 wounded from the New Army and 8 wounded from labor, and 10 of them are definitely disabled." Shi Niaoren said, "These people are in a very bad mood. There is also a little soldier who keeps crying. Why don't you save him and just give him a knife on the spot?"
"Why? Very disabled?" Ma Qianzhu felt very strange.
"He is an artilleryman. Half of his face was severely burned and his appearance was very disfigured." Shi Niaoren sighed, "No one here does plastic surgery-"
Ma Qianzhu nodded.
"Crippled people all have this kind of emotion. Those who have lost legs and arms all say how they will live their lives in the future. It would be better to simply die -"
"Of course we will take care of the crippled ones. What else is there to say?" Ma Qianzhu said with a look of relief.
"The problem is that they don't know," Shi Niaoren took a sip of tea, "Governor, why don't you explain policies and treatment like this to everyone in advance? It will affect morale."
Ma Qianzhu felt a little ashamed: "I can't even remember it before I met her."
"Fortunately, you have thought carefully." Shi Niaoren breathed a sigh of relief, "You are here just in time, so I don't have to do two things at once. Our drug problem must be solved as soon as possible."
"If you have any requests, please tell us and we will resolve them together during the planning meeting after the year."
"To be honest, there are too few things that can be solved locally. It will be difficult to maintain the medical level if this continues," Shi Niaoren said.
So far, they can only solve the problem of the supply of distilled water, medical alcohol, cotton bandages and absorbent cotton. Strictly speaking, cotton bandages are just substitutes and cannot be compared with gauze. The absorbent cotton was made by the way when Li Di made nitrocellulose last time. Batch.
"It is not appropriate for the industrial sector to handle these things. They have no idea about medical products. We need to establish a medical supplies factory that is under the management of the Ministry of Health."
"Okay!" Ma Qianzhu knew that this request was reasonable and readily agreed.
"There is also the issue of glass equipment." Shi Niaoren said, "Pharmaceutical factories will need a large amount of glass equipment for the production of drugs. I hope that the Executive Committee can give more tilt to the Ministry of Health - I know that glass will be Our money-making project, but if we could produce modern antibiotics, they would be much more lethal than glasses and mirrors."
"What did you say? Mass production of antibiotics?" Ma Qianzhu became excited. The presence of penicillin in this time and space is like having the atomic bomb. With this, the time traveler has unparalleled medical advantages and can use modern
Medical means penetrate and transform all levels of society. When Western missionaries went to underdeveloped areas to preach, they used only two means: education and medical treatment. The effect was very obvious.
"That's right, antibiotics." Shi Niaoren said with certainty, "The Ministry of Health has many strains of bacteria, but the current conditions are limited and it is not possible to cultivate and produce them on a large scale." He seemed to see what Ma Qianxu was thinking, "Actually,
It is not difficult to manufacture not only antibiotics, but also many medicines. When the time comes, we will have a medicine-to-rural activity—"
"That's right, that's right. The people are in short supply of medical care and medicine, and they need this the most!" Ma Qianzhu stood up excitedly, and suddenly realized that he had forgotten his original purpose, "Come on, take me to visit the sick and wounded.
"
Ma Qianzhu walked through several wards in turn. Although the Ministry of Health was in the 17th century and the conditions were simple, the construction of the entire hospital was really unambiguous. The hospital is a two-story ring-shaped building with an open-air atrium in the middle.
It is paved with blue bricks and there are benches where patients can bask in the sun and get fresh air. The inpatient department is located in the building at the back. The floors are all covered with wooden floors, which are cleanly washed, and the walls are painted with white plaster.
Painted white, the wards are for four people per room, and the more luxurious thing is that each ward is illuminated by electric lights - this is for the convenience of care and observation.
Ma Qianzhu first visited the slightly injured and gave them condolences. There was nothing special. After all, there were no cans, no health care products, not even candy. He gave them salt stamps and rice stamps, with a red
Wrapped in paper. The wounded were all happy when they took it. Although they were injured, they survived the disaster and had no missing arms or legs. They lived here with good food and drink, and were treated by doctors from the "chief", as well as young people.
The "nurse" took care of her so carefully and thoughtfully that she wouldn't change even a landlord.
The area for disabled patients seemed lifeless. Ma Qianzhu sent red envelopes to everyone, but saw that everyone on the hospital bed looked gloomy. After a long time, someone said: "Thank you for your kindness, chiefs, for treating our injuries.
Please take care of us with good food and drink. We will leave as soon as we can move——"
"Let's go?" Ma Qianzhu was stunned, and immediately understood that these cripples thought the red envelopes he gave out were severance pay. He couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart. Don't let heroes bleed and shed tears. These people may not be heroes, but they are trying to cross the group.
He was injured and became disabled. He raised his hands and said loudly:
"Everyone, please don't think nonsense," Ma Qianzhu said sincerely, "You have been injured and become disabled because of the Cross-Travel Group. The Cross-Travel Group will support you for the rest of your life! Not only will it support you, but it will also allow you to live a glorious life!
"
When several wounded soldiers heard what he said, their eyes brightened for a moment and then darkened. The little soldier with half of his face covered with cloth said, "My face is ruined. Who will be willing to marry me in the future?"
"If you get it, you will definitely get it." Ma Qianzhu said firmly, "If you really can't find someone who is willing, I will buy you a yellow girl as your wife!"
After saying this, he felt that he was too beastly. If Xiao Du had to fly up and lift his crotch and legs.
"Really? You're not lying?!"
"When have we ever deceived people when we traveled across the world?" Ma Qianzhu said angrily, "Not just you, but all the crippled brothers, I will marry you, build a house, live a good life, and keep your word. Seeing that everyone was still a little confused, he simply made a vow: "If not, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
"My hands are still good. I don't need you to support me. I just need to find a job that I can do!" someone said.
"Even though I only have one arm, I can still catch a bus or something."
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All the wounded people expressed their determination not to eat idle food, and the atmosphere became lively. This made Ma Qianju excited: What a good comrade, indeed the working people have the most beautiful souls. But how to arrange the work of disabled soldiers? The issue hasn't been finalized yet, and it's not convenient for me to talk nonsense, so I quickly raised my hands and said: "We will consider everyone's opinions, and we will definitely make everyone live a stable life. The only thing you have to do now is to rest in peace and recuperate, and travel through Zhonghe. The people will never forget you."
Wu De and a few people received warm things from the Planning Commission. He had already planned in his mind. There were many people in the commune, so naturally he couldn't go to every house, but he had already thought about which houses he would go to: For those bachelors and those from other places who have no family, no job, and no relatives, the New Year is particularly miserable for them.
In the single dormitory, most people have not gone to bed yet. They still continue the habit of "keeping up with the New Year's Eve". They light oil lamps in the room, drink some wine, and listen to the sound of firecrackers in the distance from time to time. Wu De's appearance surprised everyone. , I didn’t expect that at the end of New Year’s Eve, when thousands of families were reunited, the highest official of the commune would come to the dormitory to see them, and even those who had fallen asleep would be woken up.
Wu De saw that Lin Xing was also there. The vice president was also an unaccompanied bachelor. He had specially changed into a new suit of clothes today and had a New Year picture posted beside his bed, which seemed to be celebrating the New Year. He said with a smile: "You There’s a bit of a Chinese New Year atmosphere here.”
"This little guy has been working as a laborer since he was fourteen years old," Lin Xing said with a smile. "It's just fun in hardship. If you don't have a family, you have to treat yourself as one."
"Okay, that's good. Even if you don't have a home, you should treat yourself as having a home." Wu De looked at the group of commune members and workers who looked at him with surprised eyes, "Since everyone is making a living in Bairen Commune, this is the place. Everyone’s home. Come, let’s have a drink.” He opened the wine jar he brought with him and said, “Fill it all up and let’s have a bowl together.”
The wine was glutinous rice wine sent from outside. It tasted sweet and the alcohol content was not high. It was no problem for Wu De. After drinking, the originally cautious workers gradually became more active. Wu De took advantage of the opportunity and brought all kinds of wine. All kinds of condolence gifts were distributed to everyone. In fact, there were no good things, just some betel nuts, dried small fish, dried sweet potato strips, sunflower seeds and other things. But even this was enough to move everyone. On New Year's Eve , the short-haired chief can still come to visit these hard-working rough guys, not to mention giving them food, but that alone is enough! How can there be such a decent thing when working for the landlord.
After coming out of the dormitory, he took people to families with elderly people and children, and gave each household a 5-kilogram rice ticket and a piece of cloth ticket - according to regulations, the elderly and children who are members of the commune Those whose children cannot be assigned to work do not enjoy canteen meals. Although workers can receive additional work point compensation based on the support relationship, their lives are always more stressful than ordinary people.
"Lin Xing, do you think those families with many and small children have enough to eat?" Wu De asked on the way back after visiting the last family.
"I can eat enough, but I just can't eat enough." Lin Xing was very frank.
"Oh? One day's work-point coupons for a commune member shouldn't be enough to buy so much food, right?"
"Of course it's not enough to eat dry rice every day, but every family has their own plot of land and can grow some sweet potatoes and eat with it, which is enough."
"This is still too hard." Wu De felt that this was still too harsh on the workers.
"It's not bitter," Lin Xing said a little strangely. "It doesn't take much labor to grow sweet potatoes, and you can harvest a lot in three or four months. In the past, everyone ate one meal before finishing the next. Sweet potato porridge is considered a good meal." "