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Chapter 27: Practice more and you can do it too

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    Today, the Longkang Basin where the 291st Brigade is located has turned into a sea of ??excitement, and more than half of the town's residents have flocked to the brigade headquarters.  "Is the army recruiting again? Or is it like last time, one pound of rice a day?" "How about a woman? Although I am a woman, I have the strength to carry a hundred pound load and walk as fast as a man!  " "Although I'm a little old, I can still work. I don't want a pound of rice, just give me half a pound!" "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! Oops, someone stepped on my shoes. My wife will give you a new one during the New Year!  I made the shoes!" Thousands of people rushed to the recruitment point in front of the brigade headquarters, rushing to sign up.  They don¡¯t have any bad feelings towards the 291st Brigade, but they don¡¯t have any good feelings either.  To be honest, although this place was under the rule of the People's Party before, it did not enjoy many benefits. On the contrary, cadres sent by the higher authorities would carry out movements in the village from time to time to destroy the four olds and fight against the landlords and rich peasants.  In such a poor mountain village, what landowners are there? Everyone has enough to eat. The richest family only has ten acres of paddy fields and two tile-roofed houses.  With this in mind, when Su Dingjun came over, they didn't refuse, and the soldiers didn't make things difficult for them.  They cultivated their land, the soldiers practiced their exercises, and some children even ran to see the strange things, feeling that life was full of fun.  When the 291st Brigade came back, they just watched with cold eyes, did not approach or resist, and just lived their lives.  When they heard that the troops did not have enough food, they were a little scared, fearing that soldiers would come to snatch the food.  Although the political cadres in the army repeatedly gave them work, saying that the army was the people's army and would not take advantage of the masses, they still secretly dug a hole and hid all their surplus food, and only put a layer of food on the bottom of the earthen jar.  layer of food.  Later, the troops suddenly no longer lacked food. They saw with their own eyes hundreds of soldiers coming from the north carrying a bag of rice each, and everyone had smiles on their faces.  That night, the smell of white rice when the troops were served spread throughout the town.  Fragrant white rice. The locals have never eaten rice cooked entirely with rice. Who doesn¡¯t put half of the corn and wild vegetables in the rice?  That day, all the children in the town gathered in front of the army barracks and pushed their heads forward desperately, wanting to smell more of the fragrance of white rice.  The next day, the political commissar surnamed Zhang in the army publicly announced that the army was going to build roads and send people to each family, and the salary would be one pound of rice per person per day.  No one believed it at the time.  ??It would be nice for soldiers not to rob the common people, but to give them white rice to coax ghosts!  Didn¡¯t the People¡¯s Party make many promises in the early years, but none of them were fulfilled in the end?  The 291st Brigade is also a unit of the People's Party. What is the difference between the two?  No one in the town wanted to have strangers, but they were afraid of soldiers coming to arrest them. After long discussions, we finally gathered more than 60 people to help the 291 brigade build roads.  In order to compensate these families who had children, the town also scraped together and distributed ten kilograms of corn kernels to each family.  ¡°For those men who were heartbroken and forced to work, we cooked two taels of extra rice for them that day so that they could have enough to eat when they got home.  Who would have imagined that when their man came home that day, he really brought back a pound of rice, white rice, not unhusked rice!  I borrowed a name from my neighbors and called it "highly raised".  A pound is just a lot more!  The whole family was so happy. Whether it was the toothless grandparents or the toddlers who were babbling, they were all grinning.  At this moment, they understood a word they had heard of but never experienced: happiness!  That night, the people in the town blocked the gate of the army, and every household was rushing to help build the road.  On the third day, people from Kangka Town, a few kilometers away, also came to express why only people from Longkang Town and not Kangka were used.  In less than a week, thousands of people came to villages from all over the 291 brigade defense area, demanding to participate in road construction.  Road construction is very hard, whether it¡¯s picking up soil, moving stones, or rolling the road with stone rollers, it¡¯s all hard physical work, but the villagers are very happy doing it.  There was also the person who was cheating and cheating. He was quickly discovered by the management cadres, and his name was immediately written down and half of the grain was deducted.  And those who refused to change despite repeated admonitions were sent home directly, and their names were also included in a booklet called a "blacklist."  ¡°It is said that those who enter that book will never be allowed to take jobs again in the army.  It¡¯s a pity that such good days only lasted less than a month. The road from Longkang Town to Kangka Town and then to the Eagle Rock national border was repaired.  Each family has saved hundreds of kilograms of rice, while others have saved as little as ten or twenty kilograms. The common people in the entire defense area of ??the 291 Brigade have had a prosperous year.  Many people regret that the road was built too quickly and they have not yet earned much rice.  But it won¡¯t work if it¡¯s not fast.?, each team is watched by a cadre from the army. They have something called work progress stuck. How many roads must be built every day and what standards must be met. If the work is not completed, the cadre's assessment points will be deducted.  Under the watchful eye of the cadres, they had no choice but to delay the progress even if they wanted to. They had no choice but to work hard.  Fortunately, the army was afraid that they would be exhausted, so they were allowed to work only eight hours a day, and they would get off work before dark.  Everyone is used to manual labor, so this amount of labor is nothing. The army took the initiative to let them work less, and they were happy to go home early. They could also take advantage of the darkness to do the little work in the fields.  I was also very busy, so there was no delay on either side.  It¡¯s been less than ten days, but I didn¡¯t expect that the army would be recruiting workers again. This time every household was eager to sign up. In order to compete for the order of registration, many neighbors who had been door-to-door for many years even started fighting.  Some kind old men and women, not to be outdone, helped their juniors and tried to join the fight while waving their walking sticks.  ¡°If the troops hadn¡¯t sent someone to stop it in time, maybe someone would have died.  ¡­ ¡­ Guan Fei had already anticipated the farce in front of Brigade 291, but he left these tasks to the people below to handle.  He is the leader of this group, not the nanny.  How can you grow without experiencing ups and downs?  With him taking care of things, even if the cadres below him got things done badly, he would still have the confidence to turn things around.  It is something that should be left to the specific staff to do, so he will not take the initiative to take over it.  Sometimes, letting go is also a kind of trust!  He is now on the gentle slope where the new city is located, and Chang Yueming and Meng Nan also followed him curiously.  A liberation truck that brought him over drove back to the brigade headquarters after he signaled, and agreed to pick up everyone in the evening.  Guard Xiao Li pushed a two-wheeled vehicle for construction sites, carrying the correct paint, and followed behind.  Guan Fei was carrying a bucket of pesticide pesticides, holding a spray gun in his right hand, and the white mask was pulled on the chin.  "You're just going to draw the line like this? No theodolite? No plumbometer? Isn't it too much fun for you to do this?" Field construction is Meng Nan's specialty. He was not as cautious in his words and deeds as he was when discussing the planning drawings, and he said it on the spot.  Expressed disapproval of Guan Fei's actions.  The two of them were stunned by Guan Fei yesterday. They had just come up with a decent plan. After all, they found the shortcomings in it, which proved that Guan Fei was indeed a novice.  To be able to produce a plan that is almost as good as that of a professional design agency, it can only be said that he is extremely smart and has amazing understanding.  But when he drew the plan on the spot with his bare hands, both of them were shocked beyond words.  Without seeing him use any drawing tools, he just drew a standard design drawing that was similar to the one printed by the printer with his bare hands. The two of them really didn¡¯t know what else to say.  With this kind of shock, Meng Nan felt offended and angry when he heard that Guan Fei was going to draw the line on site today as a basis for the next step of construction.  As an old engineer with twenty years of experience in field operations, he really couldn't accept that Guan Feiyong looked down upon his work so much.  ¡°You don¡¯t need a theodolite to determine the orientation and line direction, you don¡¯t measure the slope of the mountain, and you don¡¯t estimate the difficulty of construction. You can accurately draw lines with a spray gun that sprays pesticides. So what do we, the specialized field construction workers, do?  He felt that what Guan Fei did was purely disrespectful to their field engineering staff and disrespectful to this industry!  He didn¡¯t come to watch the fun, but he was angry!  Guan Fei actually didn't want them to follow him. He didn't want to irritate them. He really couldn't afford to wait.  Normal construction would take several months just for preliminary measurements.  As the old saying goes, he can¡¯t afford to wait!  ¡°But these two people came to wait for him at his door at dawn. Even when he was inspecting the grassroots company and training with the soldiers, they stayed like followers.  He had no choice but to bring these two people with him. As for whether they were shocked again, he couldn't control it.  I can just draw lines with my bare hands without any professional measuring instruments. What¡¯s wrong? If you don¡¯t accept it, bite me!  This is my territory, I love whoever I want!  If these two people were really angry and left, he would have no choice but to ask the domestic authorities to send someone else.  Guan Fei walked step by step. The topography in front of him was combined with the topographic map formed by the biological accessory brain in his mind. The small dots representing his location gradually coincided with the lines on the planning map.  This is it.  He put on a mask, pointed the spray gun with his right hand at the ground, held the handle of the spray bucket with his left hand, and pressed it down. The air pressure forced the paint mixed in the spray bucket to flow into the spray gun along the nozzle, and sprayed out along the muzzle, spraying on  on the ground.  The nozzle of this spray gun has been modified to block the small holes that spray to both sides, making the varnish more concentrated and sprayed from the front.    As long as you hold the spray gun head steadily with your hand at a height of thirty centimeters from the ground, you can spray a mark of twenty centimeters in diameter on the ground.  Guan Fei¡¯s hands are so steady that even if he moves slowly, his muscles and tendons will automatically adjust so that the spray gun nozzle always hangs vertically at a height of thirty centimeters above the ground.  One step, one step As he walked, his left hand moved up and down regularly to spray the paint out of the can.  The place he was in was in the upper right corner of the strip. In the new planning map that had been revised and approved by Chang Yueming, it was booked as the location of the Mechanical Design Institute.  He walked around leisurely, like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard, and round circles of paint marks fell on the ground, intertwined and connected.  I couldn't tell at the first few steps, but after walking for a while and looking at the paint seal carefully, I found that it actually formed a straight white line.  Seen a ghost!  Meng Nan felt very hurt. He was actually defeated by a young man who was nearly twenty years younger than himself.  I didn't use any measuring tools, and there was no hemp line as a basis for drawing the line. I just carried a bucket of paint on my back and drew a standard straight line along the way!  He didn¡¯t believe in evil, so he looked around and found a small tree with a crooked neck growing alone nearby.  He ran over and broke off a branch, hanging the section with leaves on the ground. Then he judged a direction, controlled the pace and direction as much as possible, and walked a certain distance.  When I looked back, I saw that the leaves had drawn a crooked mark on the ground!  "It's only less than ten meters, and I can't control the stability. How can Guan Fei walk so steadily?"  Until now, there has not been a deviation?  Looking from further away, Guan Fei left white paint marks behind him, like a ruler measuring strokes, without even a trace of tilt or distortion.  Forgetting the straight line, when he reached the end of the line, he made a ninety-degree turn and continued to spray paint. The mark formed was also a standard ninety-degree angle.  Meng Nan promised that even if he used a protractor to measure it, the angle would definitely not be ninety-one or eighty-nine degrees, but the standard ninety degrees!  "How on earth did you do it? Why can't I do it?" He couldn't help it. He didn't care that Guan Fei needed to concentrate on observing the terrain, so he ran over quickly and opened his mouth to ask.  "I am born with a good sense of space and a strong sense of direction. These are my natural characteristics. There is nothing I can do about it." Guan Fei was not impatient because of his interruption. He still walked forward unhurriedly, raising his hands regularly.  In one stroke, the spray paint connected one ring to another, forming a straight mark.  The expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said expressionlessly: "I don't know if other people can do it. Maybe if they strengthen their training in this area, over time, they can probably be like me" It would be strange if he could do it.  !
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