Most technical cadres are a bit arrogant. Doctor Fu originally helped Wu Fangge find something, but he just searched for it casually, and didn't take it too seriously. However, when he was treated coldly, he got angry and really tried his best to help Wu Fangge. However, there were almost all special people doing things in the medical and nursing home, so it was really hard to find it. This delay lasted only three or four days. Doctor Fu saw Wu Fangge sitting on the steps and was sad. Another day or two later. Doctor Fu attended the consultation and heard an old cadre complaining.
The reading room was locked and it was inconvenient to read the newspaper. I suddenly remembered that when I was discharged from the army last year, due to staffing issues, the original librarian was unable to be converted into a volunteer soldier, and he was discharged from the army with tears in his eyes. The new librarian had not been in place and went to the library activity room to check it out. No one had cleaned up the place for more than half a year, and the dust was accumulated. The conditions were really not very good, so I tried to tell Wu Fangge about the situation at this location. Unexpectedly, Wu Fangge's eyes lit up after listening to it, and he immediately agreed.
Wu Fangge naturally also has his own ideas. Although he has more than 20 years of life experience at this time, after all, there are differences in the times and may not be able to adapt. If he has the opportunity to read more publications of this era before he retires from the army, it will be more conducive to future development. How can such an opportunity be missed?
Doctor Fu was very happy to see Wu Fangge like this position, so he pulled Wu Fangge to the management office to ask for the keys of the library. However, the management office was now looking for things in a mess for a long time, but he couldn't find the keys. Doctor Fu was angry and pulled Wu Fangge and left. He paid for the new lock in a nearby grocery store. He went to the small car team to find a hammer to change the knife. When he went to the library activity room, he pried the door and stuck out his tongue: "Doctor Fu, you are so popular."
Doctor Fu grinned: "Those bureaucrats, I can't count on them, I'm an admission to a college from a company health officer, hehe."
Doctor Fu is indeed a great person. Finally, he helped Wu Fangge clean for a long time. When he turned the key, he specifically told him, "You have recovered, don't be too tired."
While cleaning, there were several old men walking. When they saw someone cleaning the library activity room, they all came over to ask:
"Xiao Fu? Have you been transferred to the management office?"
"The library should be opened long ago... Do it well"
After asking, I encouraged me a few words, and then walked away step by step without exception with my hands behind my back.
Wu Fangge smiled and said, "Feeling at their attitude, I thought they wanted to help."
Doctor Fu smiled and said, "You think beautifully. You are all retired senior cadres and are used to being served. How can you serve others?"
Dr. Fu is very busy with work. After helping for half a day, he never came. So the cleaning and sorting work of the huge library reading room fell on Wu Fangge alone. He was not in a hurry, and he did it slowly. He had something to do, so he was not so panicked, and his sleep was much better than before.
Speaking of sleep, any soldier who has experienced war suffered much more mental damage than physical. Wu Fangge is also a mortal, and there is no exception. From the time he was sleeping, the dreams that can be recalled were all flesh and blood flying and making people shudder. There was only a little strange. In these dreams, many scenes have occurred, but the massacre in that small village has never dreamed of it once. In theory, the shock of the soul is also very profound.
Since I started my new job, although I still have nightmares from time to time, the frequency and intensity are much better than before.
A few old men who often come to walk near the library come over to visit Wu Fangge's work with their hands behind their backs. At first, they just pointed and pointed at them. Later, they didn't know what they were going to do, but as Dr. Fu said, these people are used to being able to serve people, and they are naturally clumsy when doing things. They dare not let them do heavy work. At most, they are helping to do rags. When Wu Fangge climbed high, they helped to help the table, corners, stools, legs, etc., in short, from the perspective of working.
, Whether these old men are helping, there is no substantial change in the work progress. But from another perspective, with many chatting and talking, the work has become less boring. Finally, what is more interesting is that these old men actually became serious and prepared a duty system, taking turns to help every day, and sometimes even quarreled about shift issues. Wu Fangge was worried every time, for fear that an old guy suddenly caused a heart attack due to the quarrel, he would have to take responsibility. Fortunately, this kind of thing has never happened before.
As time goes by, Wu Fangge works in the library reading room every day, not only is he used to himself, but also by others. Almost everyone regards him as a new employee of the management office, not a wounded person. Even a deputy director of the management office thinks so.
After several days like this, Wu Fangge was replacing the chandelier on the ceiling one day. Several old men helped him hold the corner of the table and pointed his head and pointed at him. However, although these old men were talking enthusiastically, Wu Fangge also responded with a smile. He still had to do his own work. These old men might have a good way to fight, but they were not good at doing these things. If they did what they said, they would definitely not be able to do anything. When it was lively, several old men came in a noisy way. To be precise, several old men pulled another old man in. Because Wu Fangge was busy putting screws on the lamp, he just heard it, but he didn't bother looking back. He only heard the old men laughing and talking:
"You are not a scholar, why are you doing in the house all day long? You can go out and do activities, so you can learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds."
"That's right, you know those few words and you still write books."
"Haha, you don't know. He didn't want to write books, but because he was accompanied by a female writer."
"Oh oh" someone cheered: "Lao Qiu, you have to pay attention to your body. You are not young, don't compare with young people."
Another old man made useless defense. Generally, this kind of joking joke is simply indisputable.
Wu Fangge felt that the old man's voice sounded very familiar. He looked back subconsciously, but was surprised to find that the old man who was dragged by everyone was Qiu Keyong and Mr. Qiu? Since Zhenzhen's incident, the old man disappeared, but he didn't expect to meet again here and shouted happily: "Old Qiu? Are you recuperating here too?"
After a long drought, I met an old friend in a foreign land. These are two great joys in life. After Wu Fangge experienced hardships, when he met Mr. Qiu, he naturally seemed to see his relatives. However, Mr. Qiu didn't seem to see this. After he looked up and saw that the person who was wearing the lamp was Wu Fangge, his face turned red and turned around and left. No matter how many old men below could not stop him, Wu Fangge shouted a few more times, but the more he shouted, Mr. Qiu left faster and finally trotted.
Wu Fangge could guess the reason why Mr. Qiu didn't recognize him. Originally, this old man was very proud of his face, and he was a little young. It was probably because of Zhenzhen that he felt ashamed to see many old men who didn't know the details, but just followed him and said: It's not a big girl on a blind date, why are you running away?
Wu Fangge felt that it was better to let the old man go to slow down at this time, so he didn't chase him immediately and planned to go to him after lunch or dinner. As a result, during lunch, Doctor Fu dragged him to the physical examination, so he had to wait for the evening afternoon to work in the library reading room. When he was busy, he heard a crisp voice from a woman outside: "I want to see who can scare us, General Qiu, like that." It was really a voice that came before the person arrived.
Hearing this scorching voice, Wu Fangge quickly turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a twenty-year-old man wearing a beige soft shirt and stepping pants. She burst into laughter.
When the woman came in, she was stunned when she saw Wu Fangge, and then smiled and said, "It's really a place where we meet in life, hahaha." She smiled and moved over, hugged his shoulders, and pointed her cheeks. This woman was Zheng Xuewen, who had a written relationship.
After seeing this, the old man in the room burst into laughter, he immediately left without a single one. A good thing ran to Mr. Qiu to gossip.
"Sister Xuewen? Why are you?" Wu Fangge retreated, got rid of the crazy woman's arms, and tried to wipe her face while trying to wipe her face.
Zheng Xuewen screamed: "Don't wipe it! Didn't you hear it, don't wipe it?" She pretended to be tender lichen and tilted her head and said: "What? I'm not happy to see me."
Wu Fangge hurriedly said, "Happy," and found a clean chair for her to sit on.
Zheng Xuewen sat down and said with a smile: "Who can scare Lao Qiu like that? She hid in the quilt as soon as she went back and didn't eat lunch. Although she got up now, she was clamoring to be discharged from the hospital immediately. She asked him what the reason did not say. It turned out that she had met you boy."
Wu Fangge laughed and said, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Qiu here. He was dragged by several old leaders."
Wu Fangge spoke, thinking, ordinary people, including many senior cadres, should respectfully call Qiu Keyong Lao Qiu, but Zheng Xuewen casually called Qiu Keyong Lao Qiu. It seems that the relationship is not ordinary, and this woman probably knows about Zhenzhen, otherwise she would not guess the reason why Qiu Keyong wanted to run away when she saw him.
Sure enough, Zheng Xuewen said again: "You, you are so evil, Lao Qiu often mentions it to me, saying that he is sorry for you, he didn't speak for you when it's time, and he doubted you. Later, he learned that you were wronged and embarrassed to find you. It's true that the revolution has been in its entire life, and it's considered a murder. As old as he is, his face becomes thinner."
Wu Fangge said quite understandingly: "Actually, people who have fought wars have very fragile hearts. I remember it in "The Life of the Ten Marshals" that there was an old man who never watched war movies after he was liberated. He cried when he saw it. I didn't understand this before. Now I have fought a few battles and I understand."
Zheng Xuewen also nodded with emotion and said, "Yes, you can't understand certain things if you haven't experienced them. Don't talk about these sad things anymore. Let's go and persuade Mr. Qiu with me." As she said that, she stood up and pulled Wu Fangge's hand and pulled out.
Wu Fangge felt that it was not good to pull this way, so he struggled slightly and said, "Sister Xuewen, please let me go first, it's not good for others to see it."
Zheng Xuewen smiled and said, "You are so feudal at a young age. What's the point of walking with your sister holding your younger brother?" As she said, she really had to be exaggerated. She took his arm tightly and said, "Why are your arms so tight? This is not a war, relax and relax." As she said, her hands were not relaxed, she put Wu Fangge's forearm in the two towering and soft ravines between her two high and soft ravines, and walked warmly