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Chapter 8 Section VII

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Until 1996, the famous Daicheng Pesticide Factory was still in its original place, neither blown up, moved, nor closed down.It exists firmly on the edge of the city, forming an equilateral triangle relationship with the scenic spots in the ancient city and the high-tech development zone in another. I am so familiar with the pesticide plant that my memory is jammed with it.There are alma mater and mother river in the world, it is my mother factory.I love it, I hate it, I babble about it, the feeling is similar to a farmer's love for the land, but it's considered a normal, noble feeling for a farmer's love for the land, and I love the chemical plant as a fucking scumbag force.I understand this, don't remind me.

The factory produces a pesticide called methamidophos, the kind that killed Mao Jianguo’s father by drinking it to death. In the picture, it is a green bottle, a bit like a small bottle of beer. In fact, it is extremely poisonous, and it will kill you if you touch it. .At that time, the domestic production of methamidophos was already restricted, and Daicheng Pesticide Factory still held this license.We wandered around the factory when we were young, and the pesticide workshop was absolutely forbidden. The incidence of liver cancer among the workers there was surprisingly high after retirement. However, when they were alive, they had already received nutritional subsidies from the factory. A few yuan to several hundred yuan a month. In short, their income is much higher than that of ordinary workers. If they get liver cancer after retirement, it means that they did not use the money for nutrition, but went to other things. up.

Yang Chi told me that, in fact, methamidophos is precipitated, and it will stay in the human body.For example, our new village is only a few hundred meters away from the unlucky pesticide factory and only one kilometer away from the methamidophos workshop. Over time, its molecules will be deposited in our body and become part of the body.Whenever I think about it, I feel upset. No one is interested in methamidophos. When I talk about it with joy, people look at me coldly, thinking that I have a disease.The truth is: it's something inside me, and when I talk about it, I'm really talking about myself.Do you have energy?

At that time, there were still many anecdotes. For example, Artai upstairs was an operator in the methamidophos workshop. He had worked for nearly thirty years. He said that his liver had been smoked like fried pork liver, and he was still alive.One day he was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the snake was poisoned to death by him, but he himself survived.We are skeptical when we hear such rumors.Artest had no proof, couldn't find the second poisonous snake, and didn't want to be bitten by another snake, so he lifted up his clothes and stood in the haystack downstairs to show people: "Look, the mosquitoes don't bite me. No mosquito dares to bite me." Bite me, if you bite, it will die." The surroundings cheered: "A Tai, remember to wear a condom during intercourse, otherwise your wife will die too."

In the winter of 1996, Lao Yang reported to the pesticide factory.The sky was clear, naked, and my heart was both happy and sad.He is happy that he has finally found a job, but sad that this giant factory is too familiar to him, there is no novelty at all, and he is full of acquaintances.When the workers saw him, they bluffed their fingers and wanted to pinch his balls like they did in childhood, shouting, "Boy, it's back again!" After entering the factory, Lao Yang was assigned to the second workshop.According to the rules of state-owned enterprises, college students have to go to the grassroots level in the first year and work as apprentices.Yang Chi's father is a party member and has some status in the factory. The glory of the past has shaded Lao Yang by the way. The second workshop does not produce methamidophos, but a less toxic herbicide.The consciousness of the party members was too high, and it was inconvenient to say some things freely, so Lao Yang came to my house and asked my father: "Is our workshop director easy to deal with? I want to be transferred to the department quickly." I snickered .My father said loudly: "Your workshop director is an idiot, be careful, he used to play with women." Lao Yang said: "What does playing with women have to do with me?" My father said: "Don't be fooled by the women he played with. It’s time to play, and I’ll be laid off at that time.” Old Yang Kuang nodded, feeling that my father had spoken the truth.My mother was furious when she heard this, and said: "Don't teach children this, teach something useful."

What useful knowledge could my dad have?The first is to run away when the poisonous gas leaks, the second is not to stay near various pipes and valves, and the third is not to hook up with the old aunt.This is too elementary, can the son of a party member understand it?Lao Yang said: "You should tell who is the idiot. This is the most important thing. When I was in college, the teacher had to scan to see whether the teacher was idiot or awesome." My father searched the archives in his mind hard, put The old accounts of people everywhere were dug up and told to Lao Yang, and the conclusion was: Fuck, only the two water towers left in this factory are clean.

When I went to work in the factory, my father once told me with a sinister smile: "If the director of the workshop doesn't like you and dares to tell you to leave, you can find a blank piece of paper for him to sign, and then you can go home. If you say you are absent from work, you should say that the director agreed to the holiday. The logic of a state-owned enterprise is that you are a member of the state, and no one but the state should let you go.” In 1996, the situation was very different. The factory director and middle-level cadres They are all fucking shareholders, half of this factory is theirs.As a shareholder, the workshop director can kick you out at any time, and you don't need to report to the state anymore.My father complained that how many people have worked in the factory all their lives without getting anything. This idiot factory manager has only been transferred for three years, and he has become the chairman of the board. Fuck it!

My father came to the second conclusion: Chi Qian and Ba Duo are all idiots, don't trust anyone, it's the safest. This kind of conclusion is too extreme. When I went to the factory at the age of eighteen, my father was not so cynical at all. He told me that the factory was very authoritative, very friendly and serious, like a smiling big brother.Now he has gone all out and told the truth.After all, Lao Yang had completed four years of undergraduate studies. He was essentially a rational person. He went out and said to me: "Don't believe anyone, everyone is an idiot. Is it possible to do this?"

I said: "My father recently went through menopause, and he lost in mahjong for two weeks, and he didn't turn over the book. Can you believe this kind of person?"
When Yang Chi came to the pesticide factory, he worked three shifts, just like I did back then.The day before was an early shift, and he got up at five o'clock, entered the factory at six o'clock, changed his work clothes, stood in the workshop and looked outside, and there was a faded orange house in the morning light in the distance. Lao Yang remembered that this was the nursery of the pesticide factory, probably Ten years ago, when we were in elementary school, the place took in the children of factory workers every summer vacation, which was called summer vacation class.We often go there, and my aunt doesn't care too much, so I used it as a base to play the factory all over.When we were in the fifth grade, we had an affair. A girl named Ma Li fell in love with me. She was one year older than me and sat in the summer class every day waiting for me.It was just the beginning of love, but I was ignorant and introduced Ma Li to Yang Chi.Yang Chi went up to strike up a conversation: "I'm a three-good student in the city this year." Ma Li's eyes lit up, and she glanced at me again, and I could only say, "I almost missed a grade."

This super Marie soon fell in love with Yang Chi again. The latter valued sex over friends and left me behind. He took Ma Li to visit factories and fool around in various secret places.One day Artest upstairs said, "Yang Chi and Ma Li kissed. I bumped into them just behind the herbicide workshop." Old Yang's father didn't know who Ma Li was.My father said: "You are finished, Ma Li is the daughter of the deputy factory director." Lao Yang's father was almost scared, and it would be nice to be in-laws with the deputy factory director, but the problem is that the combined age of the bride and groom is only twenty-five. The disaster became serious, so he bought a bus ticket for Lao Yang and sent him directly to the countryside for the summer vacation.

My dad was also afraid and refused to let me go to the summer class, so that summer I had an unexpected guest at home, Ma Li.She wandered off from her summer class and walked alone along a dirt road, surrounded by weeds growing like crazy in the hot sun.She came to the Pesticide New Village to find me, sat on the recliner at my house, and talked to me casually.I told her that Yang Chi had already left.She said, "Aren't you still there?" This lonely, good-looking, unrestrained thirteen-year-old girl.Later I was also sent to the country.She disappeared later, and it is said that she was admitted to a poor middle school, and she was ashamed to come to us again. Standing at the window of the herbicide workshop that morning, Lao Yang saw the orange house, and the memory of his first kiss crept up the corner of his mouth again, making it slightly curled up, with a summer-scented smile.In the eyes of others, he was thought to be very satisfied with his life in the factory.At noon, he ate in the cafeteria and went to the orange house with a basin. He saw a patch of holly, two cedar trees, and a rusty iron swing hanging quietly. The yard was full of scrap iron.There are no children in the nursery, and since the joint-stock system, the factory is no longer the home of the workers, but the home of the chairman.The chairman forbids us to bring our children, and the nursery has become a waste warehouse.Lao Yang lingered at the door for a while, and was about to leave when a young woman in overalls suddenly ran out, pointed at him and said, "Yang Chi!" Lao Yang shivered for a moment, the young woman smiled mockingly, and said, "Ha, you're here too?" Lao Yang looked at her, and suddenly his face turned pale, and the rice bowl fell to the ground.The young woman said, "I'm Ma Li, did you recognize me?" Super Marley's father has retired. Super Marley joined the pesticide factory after graduating from high school and worked as an administrator in the waste warehouse. She is not married yet.The memory of the first kiss is still there, the factory is still there, the nursery is still there, and Marie is still there.Lao Yang thought to himself, what kind of thing is this, and I went back to the same place after a circle, damn it, did I get on the time machine?
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