"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that there are only butterflies on the swing by the summer field, and the teacher's chalk is still chirping and chirping, and I can't stop waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the game, childhood——"

Fan Wuxian was bored biting the pencil shaft, flipping through the first-grade textbook, while humming carelessly.

Since the incident of beating Fan Heng was framed, Zhang Mei had palpitations, worried that Fan Wuxian would cause any trouble if he was idle alone, so she let him go to elementary school in advance, anyway, in her opinion, going to school is just a form of discipline for children, and she doesn't expect Fan Wuxian to really learn anything from it.

It's not that Zhang Mei is irresponsible, but the impression that Fan Wu's illness has always given people is too strong, such a genius child is put in primary school, just hoping that the teacher will not stimulate him to have a heart attack.

So in the autumn of 80, Fan went to school without illness.

Last year's harvest is undoubtedly quite fruitful, the pig farm is smooth sailing, after continuous expansion and reproduction, temporary breeders more than 50 people, in the pen pigs have exceeded 1,000 heads, as of the middle of this year the net income has exceeded 200,000, the enthusiasm of the three Wang brothers has been fully mobilized, not only to carry out the biogas project, but also to plan to start the feed processing and sales project, to a pig assembly line project.

Of course, what Fan Wuxian is most concerned about is not only the problem of the pig farm, but also the clothing processing factory.

Although with the help of Director Song, Fan Wuxian no longer has to worry about the ownership of the garment factory, but when it came to the end, he still found a very embarrassing problem, that is, although his own machinery and equipment, workshops, water and electricity have been implemented, this personnel problem is not easy to solve.

Fan Wuzhi now, it is naturally impossible to recruit regular workers according to the standards of state-owned enterprises, and now there is no saying of three insurances and one housing fund, only recruiting temporary workers, it is difficult to ensure how much centripetal force and cohesion the workers of the garment factory will have, although he can use high salaries to make up for the losses in these aspects, but whether people are willing to work here for a long time is a question.

"How can we solve this problem?" Fan Wuxi bit the pen and pondered.

"Third child, what song did you just sing? Why haven't I heard of it? It happened that Fan Ting and Fan Kang came back from school, and when they heard the song that Fan Wuxian was humming, they both felt refreshed, and Fan Kang asked casually.

"Childhood, you've never heard of it." Originally, Fan Wuxian wanted to say, haven't you heard of it? But he suddenly remembered that the song of childhood was only sung by Luo Dayou in 1981, and no one should know it at this time, so he moved his mind and replied.

"Sounds good, whose song is this? Do you know the lyrics? Is there a score? Fan Ting also thought that this song was very interesting, and it sounded very campus-like, so she asked again and again.

Fan Wuxian didn't know if this song had been created, so he scratched his head and replied unashamedly, "Even if it's my song!" I'll write the lyrics and songs for you later! ”

"Bragging again! But it does sound good! Fan Ting and Fan Kang didn't believe that Fan Wuxian would also engage in songwriting, so they laughed.

After a while, Zhang Mei and Fan Heng also came back from work, since Fan Heng became the deputy director, the work has become more busy, but it is different from the previous squatting in the workshop every day, now he has to deal with not pure technical problems, but focus on the improvement of management methods, as well as some up and down social problems.

"What are you three brothers and sisters talking about?" As soon as Zhang Mei entered the door, she heard what the children were talking about.

"Mom, the third child said that he wrote a song, and we listened to him sing it, and we thought it was very good!" Fan Kang did not hesitate to say that Fan Wuxian's words came out.

"Oh? Does my third child still have this ability? Zhang Mei was suddenly surprised, and said in her heart that this kid didn't know what else to do!

So the family sat down, and while Zhang Mei was busy cooking, she asked Fan Wuxian to sing the song again.

In desperation, Fan Wuxian had to endure the surname and sing the childhood song from beginning to end, but Fan Ting and Fan Kang felt more and more when they listened to it, and hurriedly urged Fan Wuxian to sing it slowly again, and the two of them wrote down the lyrics and scores, saying that they were going to put them in the magazine.

But Zhang Mei has a lot of opinions about this, "What kind of mess is this? Obviously, I don't feel at ease with my studies! What else is there to be a fairy? Where have your [***] beliefs gone? And that Devil Party and Zhuge Shilang, what are they! The most incomprehensible thing is that the teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still chattering and writing, which is extremely disrespectful to the teacher's labor, and I don't agree with you to use such a sentence to describe the teacher! ”

After listening to Fan Heng beside him, he pouted and said, "I think you're making a bit of a fuss!" Where can children play with things that are so on the line? Isn't it all about emancipating the mind and looking forward? I think there are a lot of innocent things in Fan Wuxi's song! Child, it's normal to be a little playful, and usually hold on so tightly in class, so people are not allowed to scratch their hair or something? ”

"That's it, that's it-" Fan Ting and Fan Kang immediately chimed in.

Zhang Mei saw that she was alone, she was a little depressed, waved her hand covered with flour and said, "Ignore you, you can do whatever you like!" ”

Fan Ting and Fan Kang, sister and brother, saw that their mother didn't care, they immediately became happy, slapped each other's palms, and buried themselves in work.

Fan Heng looked at the children and smiled, and then said, "Our family is likely to live in a different place." ”

Zhang Mei was shocked to ask why, but the new family building in the factory was about to be completed, and the housing allocation would soon be carried out according to the level and various regulations, and it was estimated that it would be possible to move in before the National Day.

"That's it-" Zhang Mei muttered after hearing this, "In order to solve the housing problem of employees, maybe our unit also has to raise funds to build houses, and the place is naturally in the city, what should we do about this?" ”

This matter is also a problem, Fan Heng and Zhang Mei are now leading cadres, but the work unit is quite far away, whether it is living in the family building of the factory, or living in the family building of the Culture and Education Bureau, there is one person to suffer, it is indeed a little annoying to think about, plus how to arrange the school problem of the three children, I really don't know how to deal with it.

"What's so difficult to do, the houses on both sides have to come down!" After hearing the conversation between his parents, Fan Wuxian, who was biting the pen and thinking, said without hesitation.