On the first day of work, she handed me all kinds of account books, such as general ledgers, sub-ledgers, ledgers, current accounts, material accounts, and balance sheets...... Wait a lot, I want to get familiar with the business, and learn to keep accounts first, she is patient, one by one, detailed, tireless, I admire her from the heart. I was very active in learning, and after a week, I had a general understanding of various accounting tasks.

There is also a female comrade in the office who is a cashier, her husband is also from Yuzhang Province, engaged in propaganda work, and there is a trade union officer, who is also from Yuzhang Province, and a chat is also from the military university. Director Zhao's lover is from Guangzhou, as a material custodian, very capable, considerate, has 2 children, and the boy is even more lovely.

The office is arranged in a large grass shed in the west, with a bamboo fence wall, two meters high, and ventilation all around. Table to table, one place to speak, the whole room is in a commotion, but they all work seriously, not idle, not bragging, and not telling jokes. Director Zhao is a worker and peasant cadre, coarse literacy, the secretary is also surnamed Zhao, short, from Nanzhao Province, the two leaders and everyone share weal and woe, there is nothing special, often go down to the team to grasp the progress, grasp the thought, work on the construction site, work decided, won the majority of workers.

Guangbin Farm is an old farm, and there is a lot of rubber forest planted in the wasteland. There were hundreds of new recruits in the audience, plus more than 1,000 degraded cadres and demobilized soldiers. Although life is hard, the mood is very happy. I often inspect the work of the company under the leadership, and the cadres and workers always like to talk with the leaders on the field, and the production is doing well, which shows that the leadership style is down-to-earth and has won the hearts of the people.

The field leaders never eat in the team, and sometimes when the company has a meal, they all go back to the regimental field department hungry to eat, so as not to add to the trouble in the team. Cadres lead by example like this, what problems can't be solved! This was the style of cadres in the fifties.

My master Xie Ketao often took me to the company to inspect the work. We read through the account books and raw materials of the company's accountants, cashiers, and clerks. She didn't say anything about the problem first, and asked me what I found, I said I couldn't see any problem, she smiled, pointed to a certain project and said: There is fraud here, there is an error in registration, and there is a mistake in calculation here...... "I really deserve to be a veteran, and I am in charge."

I went down with her about once or twice a week, and I learned a lot of "deep" knowledge from it. She was very distressed by the company's various production tools being littered, exposed to the sun and rain, and found the company cadres to criticize them unceremoniously: "This is the style of a loser...... If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, wasting it is a great crime, do you know? ”

She's always been thrifty. Once, due to my lack of concentration in my bookkeeping, I always filled in the "debit" and "credit" data incorrectly, so I tore up the account page and wrote, wrote it wrong, and tore it wrong, she pointed at my nose and said sharply: "You use dim mint, use dim sum!" The loans are all wrong, and they tear up all the rage, and they still deserve to be accountants? You use snacks. ”

The "storm" passed, and she pointed me out carefully, like an old sister, but in fact, she was not married, and she didn't even have a partner. I trained under her for half a year, and finally learned how to be a good housekeeper at a high level. I still remember the Red Butler from time to time.

Mengbalasi is a Dai ethnic group. The Dai New Year is the three days from April 15 to 17 of the solar calendar, and the Dai calendar year is the most solemn festival of the Dai people, and the most representative activity is to splash water and raise high. Therefore, the Dai New Year is also called the "Songkran Festival". The Dai people celebrate the New Year, and the villages kill pigs and cattle, and every household is happy. Men, women and children wear festive costumes, go to relatives, meet friends, find objects, put high ascensions, and splash water blessings.

Handsome men and beautiful women, in pairs, or whispering in the banana forest, or singing in the banyan forest. Boys and girls play elephant foot drums and peacock dances, and adult men wield knives and dance sticks and play Dai boxing. The high-rise rockets in the distance went straight into the sky, buzzing, and the dragon boats in the near distance competed with each other, cheering and shaking the sky. The reed sheng of the Dai family lingers around the beam, and it is endless for three days.

The Dai people are hospitable, and they come to the farm to invite cadres or "old roots" to drink during the festival. I took the admissions to their New Year's dinner. On the bamboo floor, a small rattan round table is placed, everyone sits around the ground, each person has a glass of white wine, the dishes mainly have four flavors: a small bowl of fried pork, a large bowl of raw sauce beef, a large bowl of raw ox blood (or pig blood), a stack of green dried algae, plus some raw cabbage, wild bamboo shoots and the like.

Between the two of them is a bamboo tube of sticky rice and a large pile of steamed rice cakes wrapped in banana leaves. The host toasted warmly, according to the custom to ask for three glasses of belly is a friend, and if you don't drink, you look down on the host. With such hospitality, for the sake of friendship, I won't have to drink three glasses with my neck stiff. I never drink alcohol, so I have to be a bear today, I am a little scared, but under the "encouragement" of my master and friends, I can only obey my orders respectfully. Especially eating the raw sauce beef and raw beef blood, the throat tube is not allowed to "pass", spit out is disrespectful to the owner, and it is difficult to swallow if you don't spit it out. I don't know how I got over this day! To this day, I still feel a little disgusting.

It is said that this is the best delicacy of the Dai family, and they only eat it once a year, and entertain the "honorable" guests, of course, every time they are happy. Admissions like to eat dried rice with mixed sauce made by the Dai people, and they also brought back a large bag of rice cakes. When she talked about being a guest at the Dai family, she found it very interesting.

The field department originally ran a full-time nursery, and all children under the age of three ---- five years old attended the nursery. Due to the lack of teachers and poor management, few children are willing to go. Now there is a decentralized, demobilized female officer-Zhu Guoying, and a decentralised female cadre, plus enrollment, both are experts in running schools, and the nursery school has been re-established, and a lot of equipment and toys have been added to form a full nursery. The teachers were on duty in turns, and it was also very hard to change shifts until midnight.

In order to guard against harassment and sabotage by bandits and enemy agents, and to ensure the safety of the regimental field headquarters and children, and because of the lessons learned from the gunfire that night, the field department arranged for cadres and workers to stand guard in turn at night every day. Since the nursery is located on the side of the road, the guard posts are set up near the nursery and are mobile patrols.

After the admissions officially went to work, whenever she was on the night shift, although there was a sentry outside, it always made me feel more worried. She was new to the complex frontier environment, so every time she was on night duty, I went to accompany her to make her feel safe.

In addition to washing all the children's clothes, the teachers on night duty in the nursery school also have to take care of the children's sleep, which is hard enough. She hadn't been trained in such an environment, but she gritted her teeth and survived. I asked her if she was tired, and she said, "I'm not afraid of being tired, it's just that I'm afraid that someone will suddenly come in late at night." Later, she knew that the field was very concerned about these children, there were sentry guards outside to ensure absolute safety, and the vast majority of the field were soldiers and had combat effectiveness, so she gradually became accustomed to it. The nursery is closed only on Sundays (once on the 15th) to reunite children with their parents.