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Chapter 66 Quarantine Department

Li Ming thought for a while and said, "If there is definite evidence of corruption or bribery, we can make him pay for it. As for other things, we can forget about it..."

Qiu Huoming looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that his thoughts were the same as his. He looked at Bao Jun and said, "I agree with Xiao Ming."

After saying that, he lowered his head and took out the cigarette from his schoolbag, and stuffed it to Bao Jun, "It's for information. This matter depends on you."

"That's right. The emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers." Li Ming spoke with a lot of principles.

Bao Jun originally wanted to refuse, but then he felt that what they said made sense. Those people in the factory would not give up unless they saw benefits, and he was also a heavy smoker.

"Then I'll take it! Hey, Daming, where did you get the money to buy cigarettes?"

Li Ming interrupted, "He is a writer now, and he gets a lot of royalties..."

Qiu Huoming's face turned red. Before he could explain, Bao Jun came over and asked, "I also submitted a few poems to newspapers and magazines, but there was no response. I will go to your school to find you later. Can you help me take a look..."

Qiu Huoming straightened his expression, put his hand on his shoulder, put on a great and righteous look and said: "I dare not say anything else, but I do know a little about modern poetry. Bring the manuscript over later and we will discuss it together..."

"Hey, that's nice." Bao Jun's little eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.

A name instantly emerged from memory.

When he reached the trail, he climbed onto the bike skillfully.

Qiu Huoming stepped very quickly and just managed to keep up.

She also rescued the old cat that she had at home at the time.

The old lady was so angry that she rejected him on the spot.

"He said he had divorced his wife and was willing to marry me..."

Since the mid-70s, various literary and art magazines have begun to have poetry columns. Poetry may be just a condiment for modern people, but for some young people at that time, it was their spiritual world, their utopia...

The poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" is even more well-known, but this poem was not written by Haizi until 89.

Qiu Huoming took the newspaper and took a look. It basically said that a female college student went home to visit her grandfather. Because she dyed her hair pink, the photo of her and her grandfather was spread by unscrupulous media, saying that she was a borderline girl. The girl couldn't accept it for a while and committed suicide.

Perhaps because of the sad scene, she talked a little more that day.

In April 79, modern poet Shu Ting published "To the Oak Tree" in the Poetry Magazine, "If I love you, I will never be like the climbing trumpet creeper, borrowing your high branches to show off myself; if I love you, I will never be like the infatuated birds, repeating monotonous songs for the green shade..."

I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect that it would be followed by an overwhelming flood of rumors, each of which was very detailed and convincing.

A few dozen meters outside the gate stood a woman in a white coat, with her hair tied up behind her head and a quiet temperament. She was facing Qiu Huoming and was talking to a young female worker next to her with a serious face.

This is a turbulent era. The impact of reform and opening up is changing this generation of young people. They are full of enthusiasm. While their material conditions are gradually improving, the emptiness of spiritual culture begins to invade. They are confused and want to understand the world...

But the Dean Zhang in my memory had a head full of silver hair, but now she still has black hair and looks to be only in her 30s.

Bao Jun rides his bike a little wildly.

"Wait a moment, I'll take you to the door and come back, let me go out for some fresh air." Bao Jun ran back to the workshop to put out the cigarettes, and then pushed out a 50% new 28-bar bicycle.

"In our factory, there is a mortality rate in the breeding. Some people take advantage of this mortality rate to make a fuss. They report some normal ones as dead, and then collude with other employees to sell them for profit."

She wanted to call the police, but was stopped by her boss, who said it would have a bad impact and that the man didn't benefit from the incident anyway, so he was asked to apologize on the spot and write a self-criticism.

Bao Jun stopped the car, secretly moved his chin forward, and said in a low voice: "Look, the Sister Zhang I just told you about, that's her, the one in the white coat..."

As they approached the door and saw more people coming, Bao Jun slowed down.

Not long after, she was forced to resign.

Qiu Huoming and Li Ming followed on their bikes and drove straight to the east gate of the factory.

Unexpectedly, he was so angry that he wanted to make a fait accompli. It was raining heavily and their department was remote, so they were about to succeed. Fortunately, a male employee of the quarantine department came back to get something and stopped them on the spot after seeing it.

But the man was unharmed. Later she found out that the person who forced her to resign with rumors and then secretly used the quarantine official seal she handed in to prove his identity was the successor she had painstakingly trained, her apprentice Hu Xiaocui.

She had already been in cahoots with them for a long time, and they were bound by interests, so of course they would not tolerate anyone who was an eyesore.

Except for one time when it was raining heavily and the old lady had no guests, Qiu Huoming came in to take shelter from the rain and pet the cat.

"You still have to go to work, so let's just call it a day today. I'll treat you to dinner later..." Qiu Huoming turned around and reversed the car.

"My husband died early, leaving no children. After he left, I gave up on that and focused on my work. I have strong business skills, so farmers nearby would come to me for help when they had difficult and complicated problems. Later, I was recruited by a factory and stayed there for eight years."

The late 70s and 80s were a time when many poets were born, such as Bei Dao, Hai Zi...

Qiu Huoming was stunned; this woman looked somewhat familiar.

They were close friends regardless of age. The old lady had no children, but she was very nice to him. She would often tell him stories from the past, most of which were happy things. The old lady was an optimistic person and seldom said anything bad about others.

"There are many young men in the factory. I rejected their advances several times. From the beginning, someone spread bad things about me. I was not afraid of being upright. One day it rained heavily and I was the only one in the quarantine department. An acquaintance from another department came over and asked me to write a certificate for him..."

Once this poem was published, it triggered a wave of discussion on gender relations among female readers.

In the same month of the same year, Gu Cheng published the poem that made him famous in the magazine Xingxing: "The night gave me black eyes, and I use them to look for light..."

The pet hospital has taken in some stray cats and dogs, and regularly encourages people to adopt them for free. Qiu Huoming is also one of the volunteers.

"This person was probably discovered by someone, and he asked me to produce a certificate to prove that those who had been quarantined had indeed died of the disease."

Qiu Huoming had an excellent memory. In just a short while, everything she had said went through his mind again. Unfortunately, she did not say who the man was at the time, and she was also vague about the name of the factory. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, he did not ask much.

She is an old acquaintance of mine. There is a pet hospital at the entrance of the community where he lives, and that hospital is owned by her.

The scale is not large, but her superb surgery brings her a lot of customers.

She was in a bad mood that day. Qiu Huoming remembered that she was holding a newspaper at the time. She pointed to a headline in the newspaper and said, "After so many years, they are still using this trick to discredit women."

"Baozi, who is that next to her?" Qiu Huoming asked.

Bao Jun curled his lips, "Her apprentice, we call her Engineer Hu, her skills are not very good, and she is very arrogant."

As soon as she finished speaking, Engineer Hu seemed a little unhappy. She walked towards the gate alone with a gloomy face.