On January 26, the information about the Wuhan pneumonia epidemic was overwhelming on the Internet, and for a while, people in various cities in the north and south of the country suddenly became warm, and began to discuss this topic of concern to the people of the whole country, and the circle of friends also boiled.

New Year's greetings seem to have become more invulnerable with the spread of the epidemic, but the cabbage and potatoes in the market are starting to panic.

Mr. Liu has a classmate, in the brother group field that is developing to the south, where a cabbage is clearly priced at 46 yuan on this day. It's a pity that Mr. Liu's classmates, in the autumn, worked hard to plant more than a dozen acres of cabbage, at that time a few cents a piece was not sold, free of charge no one to dig in the field, forced to use a big dumper to plow.

People who farm the land, you can imagine the blood in their hearts, he posted a video of the big dumper crushing the cabbage in the circle of friends, with a picture saying, "How good it is to donate the silver from a white flower to Wuhan now!" ”

It was also on this day that officials began to refute rumors, curb rumors, and dispel panic in order to set the record straight. After a few days of unremitting efforts by the authorities, most of the people seem to have channeled Buddha nature and started the life mode of Buddhism. And the circle of friends has also opened a new chapter of cheering and shouting, mask show, and making food.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, CCTV Channel 13 focused on the interview, live broadcast the front line of pneumonia and anti-epidemic. Watching the live broadcast, supporting the medical staff in Wuhan, I said to Mr. Liu, "It would be good if I studied medicine at that time, and in the face of the epidemic, I can be fearless, and I will go wherever the motherland needs it." ”

Mr. Liu was worried about me, and comforted me and said, "The baby needs you, you went to the front line, what does the doll eat", "The people of the whole country accompany you for confinement, what else is there to envy." ”

Memories allow me to tell the emotions of the time, which are already two different things. Because at this moment, I think of what Mr. Liu said, how do I feel as if I have eaten a bat.

In real life, I would rather be a green, inorganic, pollution-free and pollution-free Chinese cabbage than eating bats.

This night, I had a dream, in which many people came to the office, and the big leaders of the unit were working in the inspectorate bureau. I was very busy with people coming and going in an orderly manner. And the big leader of my unit (who has been transferred to other places) stood next to me and admired me very much, and I accelerated the pace of serious work even more.

When I got off work at noon, the office was still crowded with people. Just as he was about to finish the work at hand, a person suddenly barged in, and on the bookshelf in the office, he began to rummage around, saying that he had lost a particularly important thing, and he was in tears when he talked too much.

I started asking, what's that? How did you lose it? When was it lost?

You're the one who came to our office, and you're the one doing things. It's not the way you look for something when it's lost.

As soon as you come in, you flip through the bookshelves in our office, are you sure you put our office? It can't be forgotten somewhere else.

Even if you forget it in our office, you don't have to go to the office to rummage through things.

When are you coming to do something? How did it come about? Where did it come from? What to do? Where have you been? What are you taking? Is there anyone with you? You have a good memory, from the moment you walk through the door.

I asked logically and methodically, and the person was stunned for a moment. The people around me were shocked by me, gave me a thumbs up, and my big leader nodded to me again and again.

The man was questioned by me for a while, and I followed his memories as I remembered how he got into the office and went there before he got there. We walked through a long hallway, turned right into the stairwell, and I followed him all the way to the copy room on the second floor.

Looking at what he copied, I suddenly realized that he was actually a colleague who joined me together. The words on the copy kept getting bigger and more blurred until they disappeared, and I vaguely saw that there was such a paragraph: "I worked hard, often worked overtime, and ran back and forth between two places in order to work, because it was the mistake of the unit, we must be fully compensated for the losses caused, and the compensation reached 60% of the normal income."

But I was about to ask him what it was for. My milky baby cried and I woke up.

When I woke up, I was shocked by my dream self. When did you become so eloquent? It's very clear, my narrative barrier is gone? Can I speak in a crowded place?

But I can't help but scrutinize the reality, if a person asks this lot in one breath, it will probably be considered a neurosis.

In my dreams, I wanted to make a difference, and I proved to the big leader of the unit (who had been transferred to another place) how good I was at being in charge of a lot of work and being able to organize it in an orderly manner.

However, there was one person who took me with me and walked away regardless of everyone, and this person was another colleague who joined me with me. He let me find a secret document that made him talk a lot of tears, and I read the words on the document clearly, I worked hard, often worked overtime, ran back and forth in order to work, because it was the mistake of the unit, we had to pay full compensation for the losses caused, according to the time we served, the compensation reached 60% of the normal income.

When I was about to ask him what he was doing, I woke up. A feeling that I couldn't get enough of it, and I really wanted to go back to my dream and ask him again, but it wasn't a question anymore.

In fact, my consciousness had already told me what was going on, and I wanted to confirm it again.

Because it tells me that what I have done is a failure, and that the unit is not worth my heart and soul.

I have a very special feeling for the word "heart-to-heart". It was the consolation meeting of the unit where I worked before, and the fifty-three-year-old leader of our unit was also facing the crisis of not being able to retire normally (it is necessary to say here that the bench was widened later, and it is said that they were all included), and he suppressed his indignation and said something that I still remember vividly. He said, "I am a party member and the person in charge of our 84-member unit, and I am by no means taking the lead in asking the state for troubles with the government. It is the responsibility of our party members to dedicate our lives to the regiment, the country and the homeland, and it is also what I should do. Our entire youth is dedicated. When we were young, we shed blood, sweat and tears, and now we are old, no better than young people, and our body bones are not good, and there are more or less problems with various organs, this one-size-fits-all is to negate the dedication we have made all our lives, and we can't let us be sad and hurt our liver and lungs when we are old......"

My old boss really has a touching feeling for his work, even though I haven't worked with him before. But deep down, I feel that a person who can say such heartfelt words from the bottom of his heart is worthy of admiration.

In real life, my new unit is also facing reform, and our colleagues, as newcomers who have not been in the company for a long time, are likely to be fired or reassigned to other places.

And I'm going to face a mistake in decision-making, because for me who quit my job, if I had persevered at that time, I would have been able to enter the system and live a so-called stable life.

That's why I have dreams like this. My subconscious tells me: because of the unit, the interests of our colleagues who joined the company together will be damaged, we may face the risk of not having a job, if it happens, we have to defend our rights, we must not suffer dumb losses, after all, we have also paid a lot of price in front of us, and we have suffered a lot of dumb losses. For example, "hard work, frequent overtime, running back and forth between two places for work...... and I have given up an opportunity to enter the system, and the amount of compensation claimed has been calculated, and the compensation is 60% of the normal income according to the time we have served.

Sixty percent, this figure is also quite interesting, because of the unit's negligence, so he must bear a little more than half of the responsibility, we are not greedy people, how much responsibility, we will take as much compensation.

In real life, it's all tears, and I'd rather be a green, inorganic, pollution-free, pollution-free cabbage.