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Third Uncle went out to tidy up the warehouse after he finished speaking. Third Aunt went to cook, and Mother went to help …
Just like this, Zi Peng and his family of five temporarily stayed at Wang Yandong's house in Third Uncle. Third Uncle was a very capable person. Three days later, his account was closed. On the fourth day, Third Uncle led Zi Peng to Power plant to register as a worker. At this time, Power plant was recruiting a large number of blind people. Arriving at the recruitment office, the person in charge saw that Zi Peng was thin, short, less than 1.5 meters tall and weighed more than 80 pounds. Although it was said that Third Uncle was the owner of the factory, the recruitment had to be done according to the rules. Zi Peng could only follow Third Uncle home dejectedly.
After landing in the street hukou, each person supplies 27.5 kgs of grain per month. This way, with some wild vegetables added on, he would basically be able to survive. After staying at Third Uncle's house for more than 20 days, Zi Peng and his father went to a small shack on the hillside beside Peach Blossom Team Five's Road. After burning the brick bed dry, they moved in. Zi Peng's Third Uncle tried to urge him to stay but failed. After he moved into the shack, although it was very crowded, he was very happy. At last, he had his own home. At this point, Wang Zipeng's family settled down in the Peach Blossom Street of Tonghua City.
Zipeng's father, suffering from hunger and a heavy burden on his way back to Heilongjiang, soon fell ill, became swollen, and died in the spring of 1961, aged 44. After Zi Peng's father passed away, the family lost one of their main labor force. In the autumn of the same year, the Taoyuan street manager went to his house to mobilize the non-professionals to settle in the countryside. This was the case for his family. After that, the Chief of the Street had to come home every day, and in the spring of the following year, in March 1962, Zi Peng's mother, who had been hired by the Chief of the Street, married the farmer, Na Hongshan, of the six teams in Taoyuan. At the same time, a family of four settled down in Peach Blossom Team Six and became a true farmer...
Zi Peng was only 18 years old when he reached the sixth team, so he didn't know how to do much farm work. However, since he was forced to this point, he had no choice but to do so. The frontline led the way, and the latter had to follow. After a day, he was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back. After two months of training, he finally managed to get over it. He was a newcomer to the sixth squadron, yet he looked unremarkable. He had been bullied to the point that he could only earn half of his points by doing the same work as the sixth squadron …
In the spring of 1964, Wang Zipeng went to the Peach Blossom Group Brick Factory to work as a mover. Due to his small size, thin body and weak physical strength, after adding 600 bricks into the mud every day, he became so tired that his body felt like it was about to fall apart. He grinded his teeth and persevered for a year.
In the winter of 1964, the socialist education movement began. The six squads of the Task Force had national cadres and also cadres from the People's Liberation Army. There was a platoon leader of the People's Liberation Army named Hu Er. Seeing that Zi Peng had been in school for six years and was cultured, he groomed him into the army and gave him a set of three organic glass seals. Wang Zipeng treated this set of seals as his treasure and still retained it even today. But after Hu Er left, there were no more messages … In 1965, Wang Zipeng served as cash teller for the six teams in Taoyuan. Due to his dedicated work and his high degree of responsibility, he took on the accounting role of the production team in 1967 and the post of Head of the production team in 1969. The position lasted until 1984.
The Sixth production team was the Taoyuan Group of the Erdaojiang, formerly known as the Gao Li Daozi. Located in a remote mountainous area, it was surrounded by three large rivers in the east, seven large teams in the west, and one large Changchun sulcus in Guang Hua Village in the north. It was a notoriously poor team. Amongst the 26 production team s in the commune, he was the poorest. Farmers have this kind of ease of mind:
”Poor sixth team, poor eighth generation, poor millet without tassels; poor family clanging, poor young man playing mahjong.”
”Six squads on all four sides of the poor hillside, the land is poor and rocky; one step at a time, three lift ploughs, poor without rice to cook.”
Although this was just an image, it was still a fact. This production team has more than 60 households, more than 300 people, more than 800 mu of land. These lands were all slopes with plenty of stones. There was not a single piece of flat ground and the annual output was more than 200 jin per mu. Since Wang Zipeng came to such a production team to settle down, one could imagine the circumstances of his life …
When Wang Zipeng had just reached the sixth team, he had already suffered greatly from the humiliation and bullying. Because 80 was a place to sit, and they were all relatives. Especially in the area of labour, there is no pay for equal work. It was the same work, the same quality. In the evening, the rating would be half the same. If you had a reason, you couldn't say it. If you had a grudge, you couldn't say it. It was precisely under such circumstances that, with just Wang Zipeng's ability, he was able to consecutively raise his cultivation by three levels in such a short span of three years in this heaven and earth far away from the emperor. This was something he had never expected. From being a cashier, to being an accountant, to being a captain, it could be said to be an official affair. Some of the local farmers, especially those who had bullied him before, were scared and scared. When they were resting in the fields, they sat together in small groups and began to discuss this:
”Hey, bro, this Wang Zipeng brat, don't just look at his unremarkable appearance, he has such potential!”
”Isn't it? That kid has some skills. I heard that he has a deep education and could use his skills together. ”
”Did we go too far with him before? We have to be careful in the future. ”
”Of course, he's the captain now. Be careful not to take revenge on you.”
”I don't think he's that kind of person. He's kind to people. ”Otherwise, the higher-ups would not be able to appreciate him so much.”
”This is all our fault. We were blind and short-sighted. If we knew earlier, he would have been stronger than us. How could we have treated him like that?”
He, who had been bullied, humiliated, slaughtered and ruled by others, now held the power of a production team in his hands. He was now the ruler. This couldn't help but make Wang Zipeng feel comforted and happy.