The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

The snowstorm lasted until midnight.

The wind stopped, but the snow was still falling heavily.

Jiang Furong slept very soundly. She slept until dawn and still felt unsatisfied. She took her hand out of the quilt to look at her watch. If it was still early, she would go back to sleep.

As soon as Li Liping saw Jiang Furong wake up, she hurried to report the big news: "Hey, Xiao Jiang, you really can sleep well. Did you know that the roof of the small bungalows behind our dormitory collapsed?"

That row of small bungalows is where they wash and do laundry, and the toilet is also there.

"No one was hurt, right?" Jiang Furong closed her eyes to calm down and wanted to continue sleeping.

Li Liping said: "If I go, I might be suppressed."

Jiang Furong couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

Li Liping also laughed: "Fortunately, you are asleep. If you could get up and accompany me to the toilet, I don't know when you would have been on top of me."

Jiang Furong closed her eyes and laughed out loud.

Was she too sleepy? A blizzard, a power outage, near-zero visibility, temperatures dropping to -10 or -30 degrees Celsius, unable to even stretch out her hands, and she still had to go to the bathroom outdoors?

It was obvious that she foresaw the catastrophic consequences and took timely precautions, thus avoiding the loss of manpower, material and financial resources.

Li Liping called her softly at least ten times that night.

"Sister Li, I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. I didn't hear anything when I fell asleep last night." Jiang Furong found an excuse to cover up.

Li Liping said: "It's still good to be young. You can sleep whenever you want and you can hold it in without having to go to the toilet. Sigh, women, after giving birth, all sorts of problems come with this or that. I didn't sit well during the confinement period. I have to go to the toilet after drinking a sip of water. Otherwise, it's uncomfortable. I even have back pain right now."

Jiang Furong couldn't sleep any longer, so she got up, dressed, and prepared to go out: "Sister Li, I'm going to go sweep the snow, you take a nap. If the cafeteria is open, I'll bring you food."

Li Liping couldn't sleep at all: "I won't sleep. I'll go to the cafeteria with you and have a steamed bun and then leave. You don't have to sweep the snow anymore. Come with me to check the tickets. The wind has died down."

Jiang Furong felt that everything she had said had been swept away by the blizzard.

It turns out that Li Liping didn't hear a word she said!

Jiang Furong stopped talking and went downstairs directly.

Li Liping locked the door and went downstairs. Seeing the road leading to the cafeteria was covered with snow, she was very surprised: "No one is sweeping the snow?"

Jiang Furong didn't respond and was wondering where to find a broom.

This is a campus, not a military unit or a family compound, and not everyone has a snow-clearing tool.

Jiang Furong remembered that she seemed to have seen a big broom in the classroom.

"Sister Li, please find someone else to accompany you. I'll go find a broom to sweep the snow."

There is no need to wait for arrangements to sweep snow and fallen leaves.

As long as one person starts doing it, others will gradually join in.

Li Liping followed behind and asked, "Who am I looking for? You're the only one who wants to buy a train ticket from me."

Jiang Furong walked forward with difficulty: "Look at my speed, how long will it take me to get to the train station? It might be faster if you find someone else."

"Let's take a ride. Let's..." Li Liping said halfway when her mind seemed to clear up and she finally returned to the real world: "Ah, there's snow on the main road outside too."

Jiang Furong concentrated on walking her own path.

She trained here for more than ten days, and every day she followed the same routine: classroom, library, cafeteria, and dormitory.

When it's not snowing, the road is easy to walk on and you can walk there with your eyes closed.

Now everything is covered in white. The dead branches that were broken and crushed by the blizzard fell to the ground and were covered by the heavy snow, making it difficult to distinguish them.

If you continue to be distracted by talking nonsense, you will be wasting your life.

After finally reaching the classroom with all her hands and feet intact, Jiang Furong collected more than a dozen large brooms and distributed them to everyone she met.

Under her leadership, students who did not know each other spontaneously formed a cleaning team.

When she was tired and taking a break from sweeping, Jiang Furong took out a piece of paper and pen, asked the students around her for their names and classes, wrote them down one by one, and told them: "I will submit the list. I don't know whether the school will praise you or not. If they do, if there are any names missing from this list, you can go and tell the counselor to add them in time."

If this were her team, she would promise material rewards.

But what she does now is propaganda work. Even if she doesn't submit letters of praise, these are still her materials, materials that she can accumulate anytime and anywhere.

Once a professional habit is formed, it becomes an instinct.

Afterwards, Jiang Furong went to find the person in charge of the Student Affairs Office and handed over the list.

The other party was surprised when looking at the list, because the people whose names were written on it were usually activists in various fields.

When the person in charge learned that Jiang Furong was an outsider who came for training, he said confidently, "You are also a leader in your company, right?"

This "leader" can be a group leader, a squad leader, or a section chief. In short, he is someone who is in charge of things.

Jiang Furong asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

The person in charge laughed and said, "From experience, the first people to step up to the plate when faced with any difficulty are always proactive and have a strong sense of leadership. For example, you know what to do next the moment you see something happening. Not only do you take the lead, you also arrange for others to do their work.

Look at these people. Some of them are class monitors, some are class committee members, and this one," he pointed to the first name in the first row, "is a student union cadre."

Jiang Furong found this empirical analysis very interesting and asked, "What about the second batch? Will there be a third batch?"

The person in charge laughed and said, "The second batch basically consisted of people who had no experience in this field before, but they were positive by nature. Once they were influenced, they started to actively participate and work hard.

The third group is those who are halfway through the work, have things in order, are assigned cleaning tasks by each team, and then follow the main team to work."

Jiang Furong followed up by asking, "Is there a fourth batch?"

"Haha, you're quite serious," the person in charge said with a smile, "The fourth group consists of those who usually avoid work whenever possible, finding excuses not to do it, but now they have no choice but to go. They're either sick or crying. That's basically the kind of people I think."

Jiang Furong almost clapped her hands in praise: "You are so right! It makes so much sense!"

As expected of a school teacher, he grasps and summarizes human nature extremely well.

The person in charge smiled and asked, "Do you think it makes sense? If you put the knowledge you learn from books into practice in your life, you will discover even more truths!"

Jiang Furong said with emotion: "Just reading the book can make you remember, but if you can't understand something, you still have to attend the class. Listening once is better than reading the book ten times."

The person in charge smiled calmly: "A conversation with you is worth ten years of reading."

"Ah, yes, yes, a conversation with you is worth ten years of reading!" Jiang Furong repeated it, remembering it firmly.

After returning to the dormitory from the student affairs office, Jiang Furong was still thinking about the summary of human nature she had just talked about.

If we really compare it with real life, the choir she leads, which has expanded to 20 men and women, can be divided into four groups.

If the scope is expanded, it will be everywhere in departments, work groups, workshops, and the entire factory!

Jiang Furong was extremely happy, as if she had discovered a new world.

Seeing Jiang Furong still writing, Li Liping asked, "Xiao Jiang, you've been sweeping the campus all morning. Aren't you tired?"

"tired."

"You're still writing even though you're tired?"

“If you don’t write it down, you’ll forget it. A good memory is worse than a bad pen.”

"It's good to be young. I can still write even though I'm so tired. I didn't eat breakfast, and now my eyes are blurry. Oh, this is what happens after giving birth. I'm always tired, and I feel anxious and uncomfortable when I'm hungry. I'm so thirsty and hungry that I don't even dare to drink a sip of water to avoid going to the toilet."

As Li Liping spoke, the topic turned to herself and became more and more off-topic.

Jiang Furong was speechless. She silently wrote the word "Li" and then the number "four" at the end.

The person in charge of the student affairs office was surnamed Su, and Jiang Furong silently wrote a "1" behind the word "Su".

Li Liping took out a pack of biscuits and said, "I can't help it. I need to eat something. I don't know when the cafeteria will have food. I'm starving. Xiao Jiang, would you like to eat something?"

Jiang Furong waved her hand and declined: "No thanks."

It’s not that she wasn’t hungry, she was just lucky. She had a steamed bun while sweeping the snow, and it was freshly baked in the cafeteria.

At that time, she was with two students in an old house clearing snow that had piled up to half the height of the window. She accidentally saw through the window that there was only an old lady in the house, who seemed to have frozen to death.

The door was ajar, so they ventured in.

Fortunately, the old lady was fine, she just had low blood sugar and low body temperature, and she was lying down and unable to move.

They helped the old lady light a fire to keep warm and boiled water to make milk powder. While they were busy, the school staff came to bring warmth and distributed the first batch of hot meals and dishes made in the cafeteria to the old professors and teachers.

The old lady was a meritorious figure in the school. She distributed ten steamed buns and she insisted on sharing them with Jiang Furong and the others.

Jiang Furong and the others couldn't refuse, so they each ate one.

Jiang Furong wrote the word "Jiang" and wrote a "1" for herself at the end.