313 Formal ideological education(2/2)
"asshole!"
Lou Xiao'e slapped Si Zhu, but Si Zhu dodged it, then gritted her teeth and ran to the back of the house.
Xu Damao staggered up, pointing at Silly Pillar and speechless.
What was in his mind was revealed, and he didn't know whether Silly Zhu really knew something or was trying to scare him.
"What are you looking at? We bumped into each other accidentally. Who told you two to bully me?"
Silly Zhu put his hands down. Lou Xiao'e's was bigger than the one that night.
Maybe it’s about wearing clothes!
"You, wait for me."
After saying that, Xu Damao ran to the backyard.
Silly Zhu continued to speak, but the three uncles couldn't sit still and banged their bangs on the table.
"How indecent is this commotion! Quiet, quiet!"
"This is a mission from the Royal Lord. If you don't want to listen, go to the street office and listen to it yourself!"
Silly Zhu curled his lips, found his shoes, put them on, returned to where he was and sat down.
But his eyes were looking at Qin Huairu, wondering if he should make trouble with Jia Dongxu!
Yi Zhonghai, who was sitting at the table, had been observing Silly Zhu. Based on his behavior just now, this guy had definitely changed, otherwise he wouldn't have reached out...
Could it be that the impact from last time has not passed yet?
Yi Zhonghai was a little unsure and finally looked at Qin Huairu.
This matter depends on her!
Seeing that the scene was under control, Liu Haizhong spoke again.
"We must strengthen ideological education in the academy, strengthen the promotion of revolutionary spirit, and have the courage to fight against backward elements..."
It was another long story, and the people below were almost tired of hearing it, so they picked up the teapot and said, "Now, the senior man of our hospital will preside over the meeting!"
Gudong Gudong
After two gulps of cold water, this official addiction finally dissipated.
Yi Zhonghai took the baton, coughed slightly, and looked at everyone, his eyes focused on the direction of the Yang family. If he didn't see Yang Xiaotao, it was good news.
"After the lesson learned last time, as the master of the courtyard, I have an unshirkable responsibility."
"It is precisely because of our usual negligence that the ideological and moral standards in the hospital have fallen behind! Every one of us must take a lesson from this!"
Many people present snorted in their hearts, saying this is just a lie to children.
"Let's let the third uncle talk to everyone first!"
Yi Zhonghai accepted it as soon as he could and left the matter to the third uncle.
Yan Fugui tightened his clothes and began to speak.
"As the saying goes, the tide of the times is rolling forward, but the revolutionary struggle will never change. As the successors of the new era, we must work hard to learn the revolutionary spirit, fight against the enemy, and..."
Yan Fugui simply changed the propaganda words in the school and started preaching here.
At first glance, it sounds like that.
He kept talking for more than half an hour, until the third aunt in front of him winked, and then saw Yang Xiaotao coming out, and quickly ended the topic.
"Okay, what I'm talking about is the spiritual strength needed to build a country. Everyone should learn from it. Let me say a few words."
Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yan Fugui, then left Yang Xiaotao to talk to his wife, not wanting to say anything more.
"This meeting was relatively successful. I concluded that our courtyard should not only strengthen individual ideological education, but also strengthen neighborhood unity."
"Only when our fists are clenched together can we be a strong fist. Therefore, we must unite and face difficulties together. We must also respect the old and love the young, brave the wind and waves on the revolutionary road, and move forward indomitably!"
"This meeting is over, let's disperse!"
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he grabbed the enamel jar and stood up to leave without giving anyone any time to react.
Liu Haizhong wanted to show off again, but he ran out of opportunities and had to wait until next time.
After Si Zhu said this to Yi Zhonghai, he jumped up and ran home.
As he walked, he muttered, "It's delaying my cooking."
The same is true for everyone else. Basically, the meeting was held by three uncles who said, "Listen next," without any real effect.
Most people go in through the left ear and out through the right ear. They just remember the last sentence in their mind, let it go.
Ran Qiuye listened carefully, but felt that it was too formal. It would be useless to hold such a meeting many times.
"Has it been written?"
Seeing Yang Xiaotao coming over, he asked quickly.
"It's done! Let's go to the post office tomorrow!"
Yang Xiaotao and the two sat down as they talked, and the meeting in the yard was almost over.
"What does that say?"
Ran Qiuye shook his head, "What he said is true. Maybe it will be useful."
Yang Xiaotao was hesitant, but he heard what Yi Zhonghai said about unity, friendship and respect for the elderly. This was true, but the wrong person was employed in this hospital.
"It's useless, it's not as useful as telling everyone a dirty joke."
"Look, everyone is asleep."
Ran Qiuye smiled and punched Yang Xiaotao, but saw that Jia Zhang was also snoring.
Yang Xiaotao looked at Yi Zhonghai's back and sneered in his heart, he was so focused on not looking back.
Everyone dispersed, and several Wang Dashan came over here.
"Xiao Tao, what are you doing at home today? Lighting the stove so early?"
"Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, and everyone, let's go and visit my house and you will know!"
Yang Xiaotao pulled Ran Qiuye and said hello, and they looked at each other and followed him into the house.
As soon as I entered the door, I felt the heat in the room, and it got even hotter the further inside.
After a while, there were bursts of surprise in the room.
Before dinner, the news about the new stove in Yang Xiaotao's house spread in the yard. Regardless of whether it was taken seriously or not, Yang Xiaotao's house was really warm.
In the evening, they turned on the radio and listened to the songs with the characteristics of the times. They watched the stove and had a hot pot meal.
Eating behind closed doors will naturally make you eat better, and Ran Qiuye is also used to the skills of his own men.
That stack of mutton and dipping sauces are not cheap.
Chapter completed!