In the evening, when they got home, Shen Lanying and Song Zhen already knew the decision of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Shen Lanying kept laughing, smiling so much that her mouth never closed for a moment.

Song Zhen still looked at Song Qiong's unpleasant look, and when she saw him, she said: "What are you laughing at, the villain has a will." ”

Shen Lanying pushed her: "What do you say, Ah Qiong has been praised by the county leaders this time, and when he works for two years, he can also get a model worker from the province back." ”

"Hmph, he's the laziest, can he still take a model worker?" Song Zhen pursed her lips disdainfully.

"Anyway, our family Ah Qiong is also a cadre."

When he sat down at the dinner table, Song Qiong couldn't help but smile, he actually ate at night, and there was still meat.

He was not happy because he had meat to eat, but because Song Zhen made the dinner, although she said it fiercely, she was actually very happy, otherwise, she would not have bought this table.

Usually, they eat porridge at night, with dried turnips.

After dinner, Song Qiong solemnly took out the individual certificate and spread it on the table: "Dad, look at this." ”

"Business license? What is it? Song Wengen raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"That is to say, the political axe allows us to provide labor and services to the masses of the people in the name of individuals and families." Song Qiong knew that Song Wengen, a provincial model worker, was very conservative in his thinking, and tried his best to explain it in a way that he could accept.

"What to offer? What labor and services are provided? The more Song Wengen listened, the more confused he became.

"It's like you going to the dock to carry a big bag."

"What kind of mess, what kind of license do you need here, and you need to get a business license?"

Song Qiong touched his nose and explained with great difficulty: "This is not the same, for example, you can only wait for others to shout out the price and hire you as a temporary worker when others are in need." But with this certificate, you can become a self-employed household, pull me, or my cousins and cousins in the countryside, form a moving group, take the initiative to call out the price, and reach a moving agreement with those units that have things to move. ”

Song Wengen frowned, stared at Song Qiong and looked at it: "Is there anything different about this?" ”

"Dad, this is a stall card, with it, we can go to the street to set up a stall and sell things." Song Zhen already knew Song Qiong's intentions, and listening to Song Qiong's roundabout explanation, she couldn't help but blurt out.

Song Wengen was stunned, and then became furious: "Set up a stall? Isn't that the little tail of capitalism? ”

"Song Qiong, what are you doing, what are you doing crookedly, trying to dig up the corners of socialism?"

Song Wengen patted the table and stood up, pointed at Song Qiong's nose and scolded angrily: "Let me tell you, you used to want to run and throw yourself into the arms of capitalism, that was your personal matter, I don't want to care about you." But if you stay in China and become a state cadre, you have to be a good person, do things well, and want to dig into the corner of socialism? I don't allow it. ”

Song Qiong smiled bitterly and glanced at Song Zhen, who had been frightened by Song Wengen's fierce reaction, his eyes showed timidity and shame, and when he met Song Qiong's gaze, he hurriedly flashed to the side.

Song Zhen didn't understand at all that the people of Song Wengen's era had fanatical beliefs in socialism, and some of their beliefs had long been deeply rooted. It's not like those young people, who are more fanatical than anyone else, but after being hit, they will quickly change direction.

They have endured hardships and sufferings, but the belief in their hearts has never changed.

You say that they are stubborn or conservative, they have experienced both the old and the new society, and their faith in the new society will not be allowed to be blasphemed until death.

Song Qiong waited for Song Wengen to have a seizure, and then he reached out and stroked the individual certificate on the table, still trying to persuade with a pleasant face: "Dad, look at this business license, this is approved by Comrade Huang Ruhan, deputy director of the county Revolutionary Committee, and it is approved by the political axe. If I were digging into the corner of socialism, Director Huang would agree? ”

"Fart, who knows where you got the shit."

Song Wengen stretched out his hand to grab it, but Song Qiong had already prepared, and hurriedly got out of the way and stuffed the business license into his pocket.

"You bastard, give me something-"

Song Wengen couldn't grab anything, so he was so angry that he wanted to hit Song Qiong, Shen Lanying and Song Zhen hurriedly pulled him back, and Song Peng and Song Ying were so frightened that they cried.

"Dad!"

Song Qiong stood up, walked around to the opposite side of the table, suddenly slapped the table, and yelled: "Stop arguing!" ”

"Dad, you also have to learn the spirit of the latest documents of the Central Committee." Song Qiong said, turned around and took out a thick stack of materials from the cloth bag, and then slapped them on the table one by one.

"You see, this is a document submitted to the Central Committee by the Council of Directors of the State Administration for Industry and Commerce at the beginning of the year, proposing to organize unemployed people to go to the streets and alleys to engage in self-repairing and other service work, and believe that there is no exploitation ...... this kind of labor."

"This is a document that was subsequently forwarded by the central government, approving the report, which explicitly allows idle labor to engage in self-employment."

"And this, I guess I don't need to say more, right? At the Third Session of the 11 th CPC Central Committee, the Central Committee clearly pointed out that only by emancipating the mind and breaking the rigid thinking can we carry out the construction of the four modernizations. ”

"What is a rigid mind? You are! ”

Song Wengen stared at Song Qiong, his lips and body kept trembling together, and he gasped for breath in his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Song Qiong also felt very uncomfortable, but he still continued very coldly: "It was also at this meeting that the Central Committee proposed that a certain range of individual laborers' economy is a necessary supplement to the socialist economy. ”

"In the same year, that is, at the end of last year, the Fifth Session of the Fifth National Congress passed an amendment to the Constitution, which clearly stipulates that the individual economy of urban and rural workers within the scope of the law is a supplement to the socialist public-owned economy, and the state protects the legitimate rights and interests of the individual economy."

"The Constitution, that is fundamental, what the Constitution stipulates, how can it be a corner of socialism?"

"It's a supplement, that is, it's not socialism at all!" Song Wengen suddenly leaned forward and yelled at Song Qiong.

Song Qiong was stunned, and then his face turned gloomy: "Dad, why are you so stubborn, the things that have been approved by the central government ......"

"I don't care, the chairman won't approve of it."

Song Qiong was helpless, he found that it didn't make sense to talk about policy with Song Wengen. Song Wengen stubbornly believes that the set of the past few decades is correct, why should it be changed?

Song Wengen's cultural level is not very high, and if you want to tell him that the productive forces determine the relations of production, why it is necessary to reform and open up, he cannot understand or accept it.

Song Qiong gathered the documents on the table one by one, put them neatly, then took a deep breath and said in a deep tone: "Dad, I know, you have always thought that my ideological consciousness is not good, you always say that you must selflessly dedicate yourself to the country and the people, you said that if you want me to be for everyone, everyone will be for me." ”

"Your idea is not wrong, but I must also tell you that poverty is not socialism, the chairman once said when the founding of the People's Republic of China, let everyone eat, eat a full stomach, eat meat if you want, if we work hard, but we can't eat a full stomach, then there must be something wrong, right?"