I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 335 334. Rewards from the county (ask for a monthly ticket at the end of the month)

   September 1, 1982, the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

   It will be July and a half in one day.

   But this year's July and a half is an ordinary month and a half. What about the Mid-Year Festival, the Ghost Festival, and the Day of Hundred Ghosts leaving the grave, these are all nonsense. In the just-concluded 1970s, the common people had a slogan——

   'If there are ghosts, catch one and send it to the Central Research Institute in the capital to study and study, and see how they can contribute to the construction of a new socialist China'.

   At this time, the full moon hangs high.

  Although the old saying says that the moon on fifteenth is sixteenth, the moon on fourteenth is also very round, especially today is the first full moon after autumn.

   The moon is very bright.

   The sky above the island, the sea around the island, and the island on the island all shine brightly.

  Wang Yi and Qiuweishui were snuggling at the door of Tingtaoju, a pair of earphones were separated, one was in Wang Yi's left ear and the other was in Qiuweishui's right ear.

   In this way, Wang Yi listened to the song in his left ear and the sound of waves in his right ear. He heard different sounds, but they were not noisy.

  The night on the island is quiet.

   The moon has risen in the sky, and the moonlight is like frost and snow, turning the island into a silvery white.

   Like the autumn night in the world, the frost falls.

  The sea breeze blows the moon and turns the waves.

   blowing chills on people.

   So the two of them hugged each other hard.

  Old Huang tilted his head and looked at it. It came over and lay down at the feet of Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui, forming a ball with them.

  The song melodiously sounded in the earphones: "The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter, the melancholy youth of me, I used to think so ignorantly."

   "The windmill is in the song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, it circulates every day, and in the poems of the wind and snow, I grow up year by year..."

   Qiu Weishui liked this song very much, she listened to it tirelessly, over and over again.

  Wang Yi took the trouble to rewind her.

   Sharing a pair of headphones with his sweetheart is the deepest feeling in his boyhood.

   Everything he has now is far beyond his boyhood dreams.

  I am surrounded by my sweetheart, there are songs, wind and waves in my ears, and a dog under my feet. Not far away, there is an eagle and a pair of quiet and sweet white swans!

   What a fairy life this is.

   He was satisfied.

   Satisfied with everything.

   He and Qiuweishui cuddled with each other, the beautiful singing in his ears, and the turbulent night sea in front of his eyes, the flat sea was undulating, and a bright moon hung low on the horizon, illuminating the sea into silvery white.

  The evening clouds blown by the wind slowly drifted across the ocean, climbed over the mountains, and passed through the islands. The stars in the night were originally dimmed by the bright moonlight, but now they are covered by clouds, and the stars are even harder to see.

   On the contrary, it looks like the moonlight is particularly good, cold and bright, which is the most beautiful time for dating.

   Qiu Weishui held Wang Yi's hand tightly, leaned on his man's shoulder, watched the night and listened to songs, until the moon passed and the island was quiet again.

   The lights of the fisherman's house have been extinguished, and the outsiders watching the movie have left long ago.

  Only the street lamps going down the mountain are still brightly lit.

   This is the light that Wang Xianghong left for her when she saw that Qiu Weishui did not go home, and the street lights at other locations have been turned off.

  Although electricity does not cost money, the bulbs used for street lights have a lifespan. Generally speaking, after watching a movie, all street lights should be turned off.

   Eventually the Walkman's voice began to fade.

   The power of the battery dries up.

  Wang Yi took off her earphones and asked with a smile, "Do you like these songs?"

   Qiu Weishui nodded in despair.

   Her mind has not yet recovered from the impact of these other songs.

  Wang Yi said: "Then listen, now that the reform and opening up, the tapes from Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan, Europe, America, Japan and South Korea can enter our country. Wait for me to find more for you, so that you can listen to good songs every day."

   Qiu Weishui said: "No need, no need for so many tapes, tapes are quite expensive."

   "At the beginning of the year, I went to the Xinhua Bookstore in the city with my comrades in the art troupe and saw that a tape costs six or seven yuan. Foreign tapes do exist, but they are more expensive, costing more than ten yuan."

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "What I found for you are pirated tapes, which are cheap."

   Pirated tapes and later pirated discs are the characteristics of the times. No matter how much Wang Yi is aware of copyright, he cannot avoid these problems.

  Beginning in the 1980s, blank tapes appeared on the market in relatively large cities like Wengzhou. The best tapes were imported ones, such as TDK, Sony, Maxell, etc. A box of two yuan and three yuan.

  The production of blank tapes has also begun in China, starting from the cottage, and a box only costs 1 yuan.

   Now, tape recorders are starting to emerge in the city, but many people buy tape recorders only by saving money to get a sum of money, and they are not happy if they pay high prices to buy genuine tapes.

   In this case, the blank tapes come in handy. The big guys agreed to buy a set of tapes, and then use the blank tapes to record songs.

   This is the sharing economy of the 1980s.

   Around the Walkman, the two chatted for a while. Wang Yi told her the current development history of the Walkman, and then gave her the Walkman.

   He knew Qiu Weishui would like this thing.

  In the early 1980s, radio was almost the only way for ordinary people to listen to music.

   But listening to music on the radio is unreliable. When to play songs and what songs to play are all the radio stations have the final say.

   The trendy songs like Qiu Weishui that girls who like music and dance like to listen to are either not broadcast on the radio or not.

The emergence of the    tape recorder has given young people new choices. My music is my master. After the tape recorder appears, it can immediately kick off the radio and become the love of young people. The most important thing is that it caters to the personality of young people:

   Master your own preferences.

   However, there are still very few people who can afford a tape recorder. These days, tape recorders are almost all imported, and the price is expensive, at five or six hundred yuan, which is ten or twenty times that of a radio.

   And after buying a radio, you only need to buy batteries, and you have to buy tapes when you buy a tape recorder.

   For a young man with a salary of only 40 to 50 yuan a month, a tape of 67 yuan or 10 yuan is a bit too expensive.

   And the Walkman can't be bought directly. Wang Yi estimates that Qiu Weishui has one in the whole Wengzhou.

   He didn't dare to fiddle with this thing.

  This is not like a camera. Even though there are few Nikon-F3s in Wengzhou City, he still dares to take out, because the style of the camera is not too different.

  A layman cannot judge the model of a camera based on its appearance, and an expert cannot know all the camera models in the world.

   Walkman?

   This thing is not directly available on the market. Anyone who takes it out can become a superstar immediately. It is easy for people to judge that this is a smuggled product.

   So he only bought one for Qiuweishui to satisfy Qiuweishui's music hobby.

   Qiu Weishui really liked it, Wang Yi sent her back to the boudoir, and she directly hugged this thing and got into the bed.

  Wang Yi also wanted to get in, but in the end he could only honestly return to Tingtao Residence and share a bed with Lao Huangzuan.

  Woke up a day later, the weather was gloomy, and it seemed that the sea breeze last night brought a large cloud of clouds.

   Another autumn rain is coming.

   It was quite cold in the morning, but it cooled down all of a sudden.

  Wang Yi tightened his clothes and went out, the white mist billowed at the entrance of the big kitchen, and a fresh sweet taste came out of the white mist and got into the person's nose.

   He went to take a look, and the colander made three pots of gnocchi soup: shredded cucumber, small rapeseed, dried clam meat, and sesame oil was poured when it came out of the pot.

   is really delicious and steaming hot.

   Breakfast is gnocchi soup with tortillas.

The students tore apart the cold and hard pancakes and poured them into the hot gnocchi soup. Soon the tortillas were soaked and soaked, and the gnocchi soup was no longer hot. 's pickle.

  Yang Wenrong has only improved her food since she came to the island. She is also a foodie - both men, women and children are foodies these days.

   So she asked the colander when she was eating: "Mr. Leo, what shall we have for lunch?"

  The colander smiled and said, "How about eating stewed vermicelli with potatoes and kidney beans? The sweet potato vermicelli brought back by Mr. Wang is very slippery and fragrant."

   Yang Wenrong nodded in anticipation.

  Wang Yi said: "Go to the freezer and get 20 to 30 kilograms of meat out. This dish is fragrant with meat. It tastes much worse without meat."

   Hearing this, all the teachers were happy.

  Who doesn't want to eat meat?

  Especially the trembling and chubby fat slices, which fill your mouth with oil and fragrance.

  There are many teachers in the school, and Wang Yi's teaching work here is really much easier. The first and second classes are mathematics, and the third and fourth classes are Chinese.

  The Chinese class just started, Wang Yi asked the students to read the first text "Guilin Landscape" aloud.

   Then the 5th grade class was loud:

   "People say that Guilin's landscape is the best in the world. We took a wooden boat and sailed the Li River to see the landscape of Guilin..."

  Wang Yi walked around the classroom with his hands behind his back, and when he saw anyone who didn't study hard, he was a big slap in the face.

  It's a pity that he didn't have the opportunity to display his skills.

   Even Wang Zhuangyuan, the arrogant child, is studying hard.

   At this time, a clerk's shout sounded outside: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, come out quickly, the leaders of the county education system and the commune leaders are here!"

  Wang Yi beckoned to Wang Xinzhao and said, "Go ahead and read it three times. If I don't come back, take your classmates to recognize and write unfamiliar characters first."

  Wang Xinzhao said: "Guaranteed to complete the task!"

  Wang Yi followed Wang Dongxi to the office of the brigade committee. Several people in the office were joking. Wang Yi probed to take a look—

   There is an acquaintance, a familiar girl, wishing you good night!

  Wish Goodnight After seeing him, he winked at him and showed a bright smile.

  Wang Xianghong introduced Wang Yi and introduced the incoming leaders one by one.

   The leader was the deputy secretary of the county education system, whose name was Zhuang Huiyan, but he had nothing to do with Zhuang Mancang.

   Of course, it was widely rumored that he was working hard to get closer to Zhuang Mancang, and the two claimed to be cousins.

  Zhuang Hui smiled and shook hands with Wang Yi, loving the house and Wu, showing great enthusiasm:

   "Mr. Wang, we met at the graduation party of the Educational Progress Conference before. The party you hosted at that time was really unique and I still remember it fresh!"

  Wang Yi was more enthusiastic, holding the leader's hand with both hands, his expression was excited and his words were enthusiastic.

  The two sides first greeted each other, and then Zhuang Hui said: "Zhuang Ju told me that Mr. Wang, you are a man of temperament, so I won't talk nonsense with you, I'll cut to the chase?"

   Wang Yi said, "Leader Zhuang, please feel free to do whatever you want."

  Zhuang Hui said with a serious smile: "Come here today for two missions - two and a half, and I have half a mission with you."

   "Let's talk about this half of the task first. Teacher Xu and Teacher Sun from your school are already official state teachers. I'm here today to give them food stamps."

   He took out two green notebooks and handed them to Wang Yi, which read: Haifu County Quantitative Grain Supply Certificate.

Inside are food stamps of different colors, which are a bit similar to the one-cent banknotes of the current version of RMB. Shijin, Wu Shijin, etc.

  Wang Yi said: "This is a good thing. Teacher Xu and Teacher Sun are considered to be eating commercial food."

  Wang Dongxi hurriedly went to greet Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan again.

  Zhuang Huiyan said: "The next two tasks that I came here for this time can actually be said to be two awards. They are the awards given to you by the county after discussion and decision for your excellent grades in Tianya Primary School."

   "Originally, we planned to send the awards to you on the first day of school yesterday, but we considered that the first day of school would be quite busy, so we saved the awards for today."

   "Among the two rewards, the first reward is a printing press - oh, here are Mr. Xu and Mrs. Sun."

   Xu Heng shook hands with him, and Sun Zhengnan was secretly looking at him and wishing him good night.

  Zhuang Huiyan handed the two ticket books to the two of them respectively. Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "Great, our production team now has two teachers who eat commercial food."

   "It's three." Zhuang Hui said solemnly.

  Wang Xianghong waved his hand and said, "Teacher Zhu is a private teacher after retirement—you mean, Mr. Wang..."

   He looked at Zhuang Huiyan in surprise, and suddenly realized that what he meant by this sentence was that Wang Yi was going to become a national public teacher?

As a result, Zhuang Huiyan shook his head and smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with Mr. Wang for the time being. Of course, with Mr. Wang's ability, it is easy for him to eat commercial food. Our education system has long been waiting for this talented person in the education industry to change. compiled."

   "But what I'm going to say this time is Teacher Zhu," he pointed to Goodnight Zhu. "After Teacher Zhu's active application, we held a meeting to discuss and agree to her coming to Tianya Primary School!"

   The news was sensational.

  Sun Zhengnan turned his head to wish good night in surprise on the spot.

  Wish good night and said shyly: "I'm here to take care of my father, my father is old after all..."

   "Yes, yes, yes." Sun Zhengnan rubbed his hands happily.

  He wants a wife!

  Wang Yi was also very happy. He extended his hand to Good Night and said with a smile, "Great, this is another general in our school!"

   I wish a good night and said with a smile: "I'm not a general yet. I also come here to learn from you, Mr. Wang. Your education level is too high, and I want to learn your essence."

   Wang Yi said: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

  Wang Xiang Hongle's mouth closed: "Yes, we extend a warm welcome!"

   "Oh, this is really a big surprise. Look at you, Mr. Zhuang. The surprise you brought us is too great. Why don't you tell us in advance? We should have prepared a dormitory for Teacher Zhu in advance."

  Zhuang Hui sighed: "I'll tell you the truth, don't be angry, you Wang Zhishu, you have to forgive my frankness, because communication between comrades requires an open heart."

   "You said, even if you criticize me hard, I won't be angry." Wang Xianghong smiled happily.

  Zhuang Huiyan said: "We didn't give advance notice of Teacher Zhu's transfer to your school because until yesterday, we and the leaders of the county No. 1 middle school were still persuading her not to teach in primary schools on the outer islands."

   "Don't get me wrong, Wang Zhishu, it's not that we look down on the primary schools in the outer islands, but because Teacher Zhu is an expert in high school mathematics education. She even took the college entrance examination class last year. You said that she should teach elementary school students. What is this?"

   "The anti-aircraft guns hit the mosquitoes!" Wang Xianghong laughed calmly.

  Zhuang Huiyan clapped his hands and said, "Who said it wasn't? This is anti-aircraft artillery fighting mosquitoes, which is overkill."

   "But I can't help it. Teacher I wish to come to your primary school. I didn't know the charm of your island, but it attracted such an excellent teacher."

   He glanced at Sun Zhengnan and laughed again: "But now I probably know it, I can only use the words of the leader comrade - it's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married, so let her go."

  The big guys laughed, and they all saw the tenderness between Sun Zhengnan and Good Night.

  Zhuang Huiyan said: "By the way, the reward just now has not been finished, it is a printing press."

   "This reward was directly won by Leader Ye, Zhuang Ju, and our education system for your primary school, but in essence, it was won by Teacher Xu and Teacher Sun from your school for you."

   Hearing this, Xu Heng reacted: "Is that the printing press we found in the city's enemy's lair in mid-July?"

  Zhuang Huiyan nodded: "Yes."

   The people in the house made a sensation again:

   "Good guy, this is a good guy, a printing press!"

   "Is there an advanced tool like a printing press on our island? Well, the students will have better learning conditions in the future!"

   "Hey, what's so good about this? Thank you Leader Ye, Leader Zhuang, and thank you for the love of the organization!"

   Wang Yi is also very happy.

  The printing press is really a good thing. He has long wanted to get a printing press for the school, but he has never had a suitable opportunity or found a suitable model.

  Because the printing presses were big machines in 1982, he has not been able to send them here since 22 years.

  It’s all right now, whatever you want, come to mother, want to breastfeed, come to the mother, the uncle of the child is coming.

  The machine is now on the ship, it is really big, like a desk.

  It is not the common stencil mimeograph of this era.

   The stencil mimeograph is as small as a suitcase, and for a county town, there is no need for leaders to fight for it.

   The printing press that Xu Heng and the others seized was a disc printing press, which was originally used to print newspapers. The enemy agents wanted to make fake newspapers to create social unrest.

   Such a machine looks like a machine tool, a semi-automatic machine with a typewriter that can print neat text.

  The other thing is that it can also print test papers. In the future, teachers can write a test paper by hand, and then use this machine to print it, so the efficiency is high.

   It can even print textbooks!

  It is not like a stencil printer that can only print handwritten characters, but can be typed out with a typewriter, and printed on A4 paper is a neat publication.

   means that Wang Yi can print textbooks, novels and other works for students.

  This kind of machine is still a treasure in Wengzhou in the current era, only available in printing factories, large newspapers, publishing houses and key schools.

   There used to be three in total in FH County, two in the county’s printing plant and one in the county’s No. 1 Middle School. The test papers used for the students’ unified examinations were printed by this machine.

  Zhuang Huiyan said to Wang Yi: "The reason why you hand over such a precious machine to your school is an organizational consideration."

   "The first is that there is a threshold for the use of this kind of machine, ordinary people can't play it, you are a college student, you should be able to use it."

"Second, your commune doesn't have such a machine yet, so this machine is placed in your primary school, but it was not given to you. It can only be said that you use it yourself. That's not the case. All schools in your commune have printing needs. You have to cooperate as much as possible.”

   Hearing this, Wang Xianghong understood: "Leader Zhuang, you are not sending us a reward, you are sending a gas tiger."

   "This machine needs to be powered by electricity. Our commune now has a high-power generator in our team, so you can only send it to our team."

  Zhuang Huiyan did not argue with Wang Xianghong, he smiled: "I can't hide anything from an old comrade like you."

   Others admit it generously, but Wang Xianghong has nothing to say.

   After all, this machine is placed in their team, and it is mainly used by their team.

  The leaders came to the door, and according to the rules, the team had to serve a meal with good wine and meat.

  It is estimated that because of Ye Changan's relationship, Zhuang Huiyan refused to stay for dinner. He took out the money and food stamps, saying that if he wanted to keep them for dinner, he had to pay the money and pay the food stamps.

  Wang Xianghong has nothing to do.

  How could he collect the money and food stamps from the leaders, so he insisted on packing up some clams and jellyfish for the leaders to bring back.

   Then Zhuang Huiyan desperately gave him ten dollars and twenty pounds of meat tickets!

  Wang Xianghong is also really stubborn. When he saw the boat of the education system left, he immediately shook his head desperately to chase...

  Wang Yi shook his head again and again.

  What is this!

   Set up typewriters and printing presses, and they have to go to school.

  Wang Xianghong came to him at the beginning of noon and said, "Well, it's so fragrant, have you stewed meat again?"

  Wang Yi packed up the textbook and said, "The stewed kidney beans with potatoes is just a few pieces of meat in it. Secretary, would you like a bowl?"

  Wang Xianghong smiled and spat out a mouthful of smoke and waved his hand: "The family also cooked a good meal, stewed tofu with tiger head fish."

   This is indeed a good meal.

  The tiger head fish is a kind of fish that is not too big, usually about 20 cm. It looks ugly but the meat is very delicious. It is known as the "fake grouper".

   It is not entirely true that it looks ugly. It is also a kind of ornamental fish. It can only be said that it is ugly and cute.

   The tiger head fish has a long, flat body and a reddish-brown color, as if some reddish-brown stones have grown on its body. It has thorns on its back, which are poisonous. Once stung, it is very dangerous. It is best to go to the hospital.

   So although this fish is delicious, the fishermen do not eat much, because it is not easy to catch and clean up.

  Wang Xianghong invited Wang Yi by the way after talking about his lunch: "Mr. Wang, why don't you come to my house at noon? Tiger head fish is usually only braised or fried. In fact, stewed tofu is also delicious."

   "Boiled tofu?" Wang Yi asked, "Secretary, do you still have tofu in your house?"

  Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "Don't our public restaurants buy goods every day? The restaurant wholesales tofu from the market, which is cheap, so I asked the restaurant to help my family wholesale a few pieces of tofu."

   "Actually, it used to be convenient to eat tofu. There is a tofu shop in the Chen family on Jinlan Island, but this year, I stopped doing it. I don't have beans, and I am too tired."

  Wang Yi said: "Oh, so, I also asked the restaurant to buy meat for the school. Do you still have tofu at home for that book? Get me a piece, and I'm going to make a pickled tofu stew."

   Wang Xianghong asked: "Sauce tofu with pickled vegetables? Is this something edible?"

  Wang Yi beat the beat and sang: "After eating pickled vegetables and stewed tofu, the emperor, Lao Tzu - is not as good as me!"

  Wang Xianghong was amused by the way he shook his head and said, "Okay, you can take it with me, just in time for a chat on the way."

  The two walked down the mountain, and Wang Xianghong asked him: "Mr. Wang, you have a printing press here now. I heard that this type of printing press is very powerful and can print things with colors."

   "With color? What do you want to print?" Wang Yi asked.

   If Ding Decai asked that, it must have been a yellow book.

  Wang Xianghong said: "I want you to print some certificates of merit. Well, I plan to send a certificate to the members' families in the future."

  Wang Yi said: "Oh, our machine can't print the certificate, but if you need it, I'll get you a batch. I still have it there."

   "I want more."

   "I'll give you a hundred!"

   Wang Xianghong was shocked: "You boy, how many awards have you prepared?"

  Wang Yi said: "Isn't this ready for the end of the year?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "Yes, yes, you like to plan ahead, which is a good thing. By the way, I will also give you a plan."

   "The autumn rain on our island will not last long. It may rain today. If it rains, it will be sunny tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

   "Yesterday and today, our boats went out to sea to drag cuttlefish. This year, we got a lot of cuttlefish. If the weather is good, our team will dry cuttlefish and pickled cuttlefish eggs."

   "It's up to the students to help out. You can schedule an afternoon class and a labor class."

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, this temporary arrangement is fine. Anyway, this afternoon is a music class."

   Qiu Weishui went to school "Childhood" last night. She felt that this song was especially suitable for children, so she decided to have a music class this afternoon.

   Bringing a piece of old tofu, Wang Yi shook his head and sang "The emperor is not as good as me" and returned to the team.

   At noon, he had a big pot of rice, and this old tofu was for dinner, just in time for him to find some pickles.

  The students will go to pick up the golden cicada flowers after school these two days, and the accumulation will add up, and they have really brought a lot of golden cicada flowers to Wang Yi's side——

   Not only picked up, but also kept at home in previous years. As long as this thing is protected from moisture and mold, it can be kept for a long time. Now it is sold to the sales department.

  Wang Yi planned to put two cicada flowers when stewing tofu.

  Men should be kinder to their waists.

   It should be repaired!

  He just put down the tofu, and the students were still lining up for dinner, and then it started to rain.

  Wang Yi saw that this would not work.

   In the future, the autumn rain will be biting, so it is not suitable for students to line up in the rain when they are cooking.

   So he beckoned to Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan: "Come here, discuss something, we have to build a shed outside the big kitchen, so there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain when the students line up for meals."

  Sun Zhengnan said with a smile: "You are the principal and you are the master of this kind of thing."

  Xu Heng rolled his eyes and said abruptly: "Second class, you are really full of your object now, grass, the principal told us about this, he must be counting on the three of us to build this shed!"

  Sun Zhengnan was taken aback.

  Wang Yi said to him: "Don't listen to Cannon's nonsense, how could I arrange the three of us to build this shed?"

   "It's obviously the two of you!"

"Look, there are seven or eight faculty members in our school, and now there are eight of them, and their feet are not touching the ground. Then Xiaoqiu, Xiaoyang, and Xiaozhu are lesbians, and Teacher Zhu is an old comrade, so just You two are best suited for this job."

   He patted Xu Heng on the chest and said, "Those who are capable work hard, two comrades, you should be a little tired."

  Xu Heng said: "Principal, I'm not afraid of getting involved, the problem is you? Are you also suitable?"

  Wang Yi said: "I have other things to do, do you think I have nothing to do when I am idle?"

   He thought about it.

  I really have nothing to do these two days.

   Then you have to find something to do!

   So he discussed with Xu Heng: "You two work hard, I will send a tape recorder to the clothing team and woodworking team in the afternoon."

   "In this way, if you two like listening to songs and cross talk, then I'll allow you two to borrow a tape recorder at night, and go back and check your homework while listening..."

   "Hey?" Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan suddenly approached him with excitement on their faces, "What's the matter, Mr. Wang, do you still have a tape recorder?"

   "How many did you buy? Isn't that the one that Mr. Yang studied English?"

  Wang Yi said: "There are three sets in total - but I have other arrangements, Mr. Sun, besides being a physical education teacher, you will also be our school's material keeper and property keeper."

   "Then you will manage the three current recorders and the part of the radios that were made yesterday but not distributed. All units need to use materials, and no matter who it is, including me, I will go to you to sign and collect it."

  Sun Zhengnan hurriedly stood at attention and saluted: "Headmaster, rest assured, he must do a good job in property management!"

Wang Yi patted him on the shoulder: "You two work hard, then I'm going to Shanghai this Sunday, there is a brother's unit in Shanghai, and they said that they came to our island to participate in a friendship last month. The result has not come, I have to ask what happened."

   "Then, I will go to Shanghai this time to buy clothes for your teachers. Students have school uniforms, so let's have work clothes too!"

  Xu Heng said: "Headmaster, you can go with confidence. Before you leave, the two of us will let you see a shelter from the rain being built here!"

  Wang Yi nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "All work well, let's go, Mr. Sun will come in with me to get the tape recorder."

   The other two recorders are listening to Taoju, all of which are good things with four speakers.

  Sun Zhengnan put it in the box and hugged happily, followed Wang Yi to the brigade committee office to get another tape recorder.

  This tape recorder is playing the bell of the get out of class. Wang Yi went to tell Wang Xianghong about the property management arrangement.

  Wang Xianghong had no opinion on this matter, he said: "Then before going to school every morning, ask the clerk to go to Mr. Sun to get the tape recorder, and hand it over to Mr. Xiao Yang to learn English after school-"

   "In addition, you bought three tape recorders last time? Did you use your bankbook?"

  Wang Yi said: "No, haven't I been fiddling with things like watches, toad mirrors, and lighters? Recently, I have made a lot of money."

   Wang Xianghong nodded: "That's good, the change can be spent, don't move the whole money first, it will have a big effect in the future."

   He said to Wang Yi again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. The leaders of the education system sent a few notices to our school in the morning. This is all handed over to me."

   "I'll bring it to you, you can see if there is anything important."

   (end of this chapter)