Chapter 6: The Family of the Regiment
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Regimental field, regimental field.
In the fifties, it was a product of the times sprinkled like sesame seeds on the vast and barren land of the great northwest.
It is precisely because of its existence that the miracle of "people's hearts moving together" has happened here.
Under the selfless spirit and outstanding struggle of a generation, we have added a color of hope to this monotonous yellow earth.
Only then did there be the melodious camel bell in the Hexi corridor, and it was no longer uninhabited; This is the heart-warming green of Chidi Qianli, no longer desolate and lonely.
The so-called Tuanchang Compound, located in the wasteland of 100 kilometers away from the nearest Longyou County, is a huge courtyard enclosed by the pioneers with a circle of simple earthen wall arches.
In the barren beaches of the great northwest, if you were to ask what was the least valuable, it would undoubtedly be land.
As long as you have the ability to build the endless Gobi, then what belongs to your wall is your chassis, and no one will rob you.
Therefore, the scope of the group field was very large at the beginning, with only two or three hundred employees, but it occupied an area of nearly 100 acres, which may be based on later development considerations.
At first, people lived in temporary earthen houses, just like thin sheep dung and eggs, one in the east and one in the west, disorganized, without a plan, and even the basic life was difficult to guarantee.
Most of the builders who can come here spontaneously have a fanatical dedication, and their ideological consciousness is not as high as ordinary. Although there is some sorrow and helplessness in the difficult living conditions, no one will regard them as insurmountable difficulties.
I didn't come here to enjoy it, but to shoulder the glorious and sacred mission of building the great northwest.
What's more, even if such conditions are even like this, it is much stronger than the sparse rural soil nests scattered around the regimental field, and it is finally a temporary residence that is more than enough than the upper and more than the lower, and can shelter from the wind and sand.
However, pioneering construction is by no means a matter of one or two days, and there must be a development strategy.
Rooted in the great northwest, the first thing is to have a place to settle down, in order to keep people in order to continue to develop and grow in the future.
As long as people have their own home, they will have the meaning and direction of hard work, and only then will they have the foundation and source that belongs to themselves to spreading branches and leaves, carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future.
As a result, the leaders of the regimental field made a decision, the organs carried out unified planning, and the logistics department raised some raw materials everywhere to encourage everyone to build their own houses, and in principle, whoever built it lived in.
For a time, this wise policy decision once again fully aroused the enthusiasm of the masses, and the passion for building their own homeland was in full swing. In the blink of an eye, rows of residential areas seem to have grown out of thin air.
This is a more decent title of "compound".
Don't think that the difficult status quo is a real problem caused by the inaction of the leaders of the regiment.
The main root cause is still due to this uninhabited land, which lacked nothing but soil and stones.
Not to mention reinforced concrete, even the basic raw materials such as wood, bricks, straw, and cinder are difficult to get.
As the saying goes, hardship comes first, enjoyment comes last, this is everyone's unanimous idea, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Buildings made of simple materials don't just mean shelter from the elements. For those pioneers who gathered from all directions to the desolate northwest with their blood, engraved their fiery youth on the barren land, like a poplar forest built of flesh and blood, to resist the cold wind and sand, their fragile roots are these inconspicuous soil cultivation dwellings.
Because its existence is the existence of a home!
Cheng Jia'an tossed and turned for many days, and excitedly stepped into the door of the group, and the relief at that moment was by no means comparable to the lonely mood at the time of returning home.
It's just that what he doesn't know is that in the snail house he built with his own hands in the group field, a picture of an ordinary family's traditional and typical "strict mother and child" is being staged at this moment.
This is a separate small courtyard, surrounded by a one-person high earthen wall simply enclosed, the inner place, with adobe bricks and wheat straw to build a fifty or sixty square meters of earthen house, there is no living room and bedroom exquisite, the largest room, a clay kang occupies half of the room area.
There is also a ten-square-meter hut next to the house, which is for the only daughter to live alone, avoiding the embarrassment of a large family crowded on a kang.
"Huhuhu......"
With the whistling sound of strands, a series of phantoms passed from the tip of the toe to the tip of the nose of the person in front of him......
The four children, male and female, were arranged in order from oldest to smallest, with their heels and the back of their heads pressed tightly against the wall, looking at their mother Li Xiulan with a blushing face, and dancing vigorously as a family education tool - a feather duster.
No one dared to shake in the slightest, and cold sweat involuntarily continued to slide down the backbone.
Since becoming a parent, it didn't take long for Cheng Jia'an to take Li Xiulan from the countryside of Ganquan's hometown to the group field. In the past years, family financial resources restricted the reproduction of the population, and the two really did not dare to have children, and they could not have children.
was born with an extra mouth, an extra expense, and a trip to his legs. Although they are all saying that "there are many people and there is great power", "people are prosperous" and "many people are strong", they know their own affairs.
The poorer you are, the poorer you are, the poorer you are, that's a dead cycle.
It wasn't until Li Xiulan that with the help of Du Wanling, who was like a sister in the regimental field, that she entered a printing factory ten miles away from the regimental field and barely got a temporary worker, and later she was lucky enough to be accepted and won the iron rice bowl of the state-owned unit.
At this time, Li Xiulan's identity has made a "qualitative" leap, jumping from a peasant brother to the ranks of the big brother of the working class, and her income is correspondingly much higher.
The husband and wife's hearts are steady, and their confidence is much harder, and the issue of having offspring is naturally included in the planning agenda.
Raw, born, born......
didn't stop the car all of a sudden, and the two gave birth to three children in one go: the eldest daughter Cheng Jiangshui, the second son Cheng Jianghe, and the third son Cheng Jianghai.
Although Cheng Jia'an doesn't have the old idea of passing on the family and extending the incense, watching the children come out of Li Xiulan's belly one by one, the man's pride and the upgrading of his identity once made this wooden man ecstatic and arrogant.
Every time a new life arrives, it injects a breath of fresh blood into the family. Maybe in many years, the children will become the source of this family, and then it will continue for an unknown number of generations.
Rivers, rivers, rivers and seas.
The child's name has a water meaning in it, and when Cheng Jia'an named the child, he racked his brains.
In his view, the great northwest is naturally short of water, with water there is life, with water there is hope. He looked forward to the day when this dry land could also run its own big rivers, and everyone could drink the clear, sweet, inexhaustible river water, and truly live in a dream of the rich Saiwai Jiangnan.
Who would have thought that this doctor with mud legs would have only a few names, and he could make such a far-reaching taste, which is undoubtedly impressive.
This may also be a simple and beautiful vision for him.