An essay on the past of the factory

Why did you start this topic? Because they are trivial things of life in the factory in the past, and this enterprise no longer exists. This is probably my first time to write about factories. I used to despise this low-key life experience and never wanted to mention it. A few days ago, in an outing, I talked with Xie, a famous writer in provinces and cities. He said that he also worked in a cotton oil factory, and Mo Yan also worked in a cotton oil factory. Moreover, I am still in the same factory as this famous writer, but only in different years. I think great writers have done the same work as me, and it is not shameful to write real life experiences. Then what am I afraid of? So I wrote it.

Factory is an important word, which is simply interpreted as "an economic unit directly engaged in industrial production activities". It's simple, but the entity that can be literally extended is huge. In China alone, it spans 9.6 million square kilometers. I don't know how many huge factories there are. In these large and small factories, a considerable number of employees have gathered. No matter in Ci Hai, dictionaries, * * * and national literature archives, it is a term that cannot be underestimated. Although the factory is relatively closed, it is not like being sealed in a container. High walls are not just rumbling machines and wide factories. There are lively gatherings, sad and happy stories, which explain the changes of the times and bear the joys and sorrows. Anyone who has lived in a factory occupies an important part of his life and is a precious spiritual wealth in his life. Looking back, factory life is an indispensable life experience.

I entered the factory in the early 1980s, when I just graduated from high school. I feel humble for my grandparents and fathers' hard and repetitive life of "turning their backs on the loess and the sky" and "working at sunrise and resting at sunset". They themselves also cry grievances and grievances, often lamenting: "The grandson of farmers, the grandson of farmers, has been rooted from generation to generation." And often listen to their envious boasting: "You see that a son of a certain family can't pass the exam, so it's better this time." "I heard that the son of a certain family was promoted in the army." "So-and-so's niece took over and left this rare countryside." They also said, "Man struggles upwards and water flows downwards." I think this sentence is addressed to me. Listening to their comments often, I really don't want to work in the "vast world" in the countryside all my life. They all said "carp yue longmen", and I was bent on jumping out of the farm gate.

But it was not easy to leave the countryside at that time. The only way out for rural children is to take exams, take over and become a soldier. Exam? However, there was only a 2% chance of being admitted that year. I was 20 points short, so I won't go into details after discussing with my parents. Take over? My father spent most of his life in the countryside, and my mother left and returned to the countryside because of difficulties in life, and there was no chance to take over. Being a soldier? This is the only way out, there is no multiple choice. But now is not the time to recruit. The members watched a rickety young man no longer work in the production team, and the captain also sent a message saying that I would work in the team in a few days. Just when I was going to work in the production team for a while before I went to be a soldier, Pingdu No.3 Cotton Oil Factory went to the village to recruit temporary workers. The person who came to recruit is still my relative. My aunt, who loves Luo Zhang, advised me to say, "Sign up quickly. The cotton processing factory is recruiting people. My niece and nephew are doing well there." So I signed up.

However, it was strictly controlled in those days. Even if you go out as a temporary worker, you won't be allowed to go in the production team, and you have to have an official who is bigger than the production team leader. The production team leader may have failed to report to the production team after graduation because of my uncle's face as a secretary, so the production team leader had to compromise and finally reached an oral agreement: I will buy full labor points for the production team 15 yuan every month. Of course, this is what I want. In this way, I will report to the factory.

The factory I reported to is 20 kilometers away from the city and 30 kilometers away from my hometown. On the day of registration, I inquired with two other people in the village and walked for an hour and a half to get to the factory. After simple registration, we divided the dormitory, settled down, and turned around the factory. The first impression is not bad, the factory is wide and the factory is high. Factory management is also very clear, divided into production shares, business shares, financial shares, cotton inspection shares. Production units under the jurisdiction of sawtooth, leather roller, camel hair, oil extraction, lathe drying and other workshops; Business units are responsible for the purchase, storage, leverage, hygiene, safety, vehicles and other work of seed cotton; The finance unit is responsible for financial management, and the cotton inspection unit is responsible for seed cotton, pure cotton and cottonseed inspection. Both units are very professional. In this way, the whole factory has formed a "one-stop" management mode, from purchasing cotton, to processing in sawtooth and leather roller workshops, to depilation in depilation workshops, and finally to oil extraction workshops.

I was assigned to the sawtooth workshop of sixty or seventy people and divided into two classes. Each class has a monitor, a vice monitor, two security guards and two electricians. The rest are buttons, packing, watching cotton machine, feeding cotton and pushing cotton. I became a security guard not long after I worked, which also made others envy and hate, but I don't know whether I hate it or not. Someone asked me what my relationship was and why I entrusted it. I don't know anything, and it's hard to answer. But my heart is full of joy.

Life in the factory is easy. When going to work, everyone wears work clothes, working hats and masks, and some processes also wear sleeves. Once in the workshop, it is like a soldier entering a tunnel to prepare for battle. Playing with machines is like playing with tigers. If it is not good, it will bite you, which will affect your health and the efficiency of the factory. At that time, it was distribution according to work, more work and more pay, and two shifts were paid according to the workload. Because it is directly related to the salary of employees, everyone is paying attention to this matter, and they are all paying attention to the humble little blackboard in the workshop, which says the workload of the previous class, that is, the goal and direction, and they are secretly vowing to surpass the previous class. At that time, leaders didn't need to cheer up, which virtually increased their strength.

Every working procedure in the workshop is an important link. Everyone is like every screw on the machine. Only when it is tightened can it play a role, and only when it is screwed together can it produce benefits. At that time, the whole workshop presented a busy scene. The process of feeding cotton is all female workers. The girls stood, squatted or sat in the cotton pile, and their beautiful faces were swallowed up by the cotton pile and submerged in the gray overalls. Here, most of them do not pay much attention to their own decoration, but pursue the interests of the team, that is, their own welfare, that is, the greatest kinetic energy. They face a huge blower nozzle, just like the jaws of a huge tiger, constantly devouring glistening cotton. Tigers can only produce benefits if they eat them. Its appetite is really big. When it is almost full, it will go bad unless it is fed too much at once. At this time, stop and clear the pipeline quickly, otherwise it will affect the benefit of the whole team. Therefore, women workers always turn and transport cotton with forks and hands. If there are more jams, it is not enough. They are always trying to figure out the appetite of the "tiger" and happily turn up white cotton, just like the billowing waves in the sea.

The next process is two machines operated by me and an elder sister named Dong. Sister operates the left one, and I operate the right one. These are two machines for separating cottonseed, which were the most advanced among the seven cotton oil plants in the city at that time. Dense serrations, like sharp teeth, show great strength. I felt extremely proud and proud to be able to operate such equipment at that time. I am also determined to be an excellent security guard. The elder sister on my left is about ten years older than me. She is an old security guard. She is skillful, steady and natural. I knew nothing at first, so I learned her every move and style. The advantages of my imitation are ok, but a little too much. I sat when I saw her sitting, and stood up when I saw her standing, which made her feel embarrassed. She said to me, "Xiao Qiao, in fact, this kind of equipment is not ugly, as long as it is not blocked or empty." If you look a little blocked, you will hang low, and if you look a little empty, you will hang high. " Oh, I get it this time. Generally, it is high-end, so it is cost-effective and does not block the equipment. Unless the cotton is short and empty, I will hang the low end. I no longer have to sit up naturally, but look at the rules of equipment operation and operate easily. Sometimes I walk around like an old master for many years. Needless to say, after mastering the operation, the efficiency of the team is greatly improved, far exceeding that of Class Two. Leaders and colleagues are praising me because there were more tickets in hand that month. But I also have self-knowledge, I just played a key role, which is the result of everyone's smooth operation.

In the process of transporting cotton, a female colleague stood on the high workshop platform and kept operating the conveyor. She waved her hand when she saw a little traffic jam, and I lowered the gear or pulled down the handle. In order to get benefits, the stage and the stage cooperate very tacitly.

There are six people in the packing process, and two people stand on each side of the baler. They carefully observed the lifting of the baler. When it drops to a certain extent, they will quickly thread the thread and clamp it with pliers, and the packaging will be done soon, which will also produce benefits. When packing is tense, everyone shouts "Hurry up, hurry up". When they are not nervous, they talk and laugh around the baler and sometimes joke with each other. Really: tired and happy.

After work, we all returned to the dormitory with cotton wool, washbasin, soap, towels and a change of clothes, and went straight to the bathroom hall of the factory. The steaming bath hall greeted us warmly, and the fog in the bath hall filled the air, emitting a particularly familiar smell. We took off our clothes one by one, just like going to jiaozi, and jumped into the water one by one. The bath hall turned into a sea of joy, washed and washed, and our colleagues went back to the dormitory together.

At that time, dormitories were all paved with brick and cement, and a dormitory discharged more than a dozen heads, mostly a workshop, with and without classes. It's funny when I go to work. Everyone at work tells jokes and jokes before his successor leaves. At that time, there were no erotic stories, but erotic stories with exciting plots. I remember a colleague named Lan, who was really an expert in telling pornographic stories. I don't know how many stories are stored in his mind, which is worse than Mo Yan who tells stories. He can't talk all day. He told the story as if it had really happened. He doesn't laugh himself, and always draws a house full of applause.

There are also true stories in the same dormitory. I remember one thing that impressed me particularly. It is said that a colleague named Dou from Class Two in the same dormitory hurried to take a shower after work. When he got to the foggy bathhouse, he rushed in. As a result, he took off the female worker who was taking a bath and cried "ah, ah". Young people quickly hide, while older women make a hullabaloo about. The news spread like wildfire, and when I came back from the shower, I began to tell this true story. Someone even jokingly asked adzuki bean, "What did you see when you went in?" Adzuki bean plucked up his courage and said, "I didn't see anything, only a vast expanse of whiteness." This story has been told for a long time, and almost everyone in a factory knows it. During that time, adzuki was really a little embarrassed.

There are many people in the dormitory, and there are many male and female colleagues in contact with them, and they know a lot of information. Most of them are commenting on which female colleague is beautiful. "Xiao Wang in the depilation workshop is very gentle and beautiful." "Xiao Jiang in Class 2 in the sawtooth workshop has big eyes, is very lively and works well. Press the button. " "I think Xiao Shao is tall and has good skin." "Xiao Shao's mouth is too big ..." When I was lying in the dormitory and couldn't sleep, it was also interesting to listen to my colleagues' comments. I can still remember it vividly, as if I were back in a happy dormitory.

At that time, I visited each other in more than a dozen boys' dormitories, met many people, learned a lot, and heard and witnessed many new things during the period. Once, after dinner, I strolled to the front of dormitory No.1, and only heard the cry of "wow" from inside. I pushed the door and went in. A tall and burly colleague Xiao Teng took a bite at the end of a thick rope, which was dragged by two male colleagues. I was worried about Teng, and I was sweating. The point is that he is biting with his teeth. How can the strength of his teeth drag two strong guys? But all my worries are unnecessary. From Xiao Teng's face, I can see that he is slowly exerting strength, and the opposite side is also strengthening, but the rope is a little shaky. At this time, when I saw Xiao Teng's fierce head, I dragged the two male colleagues over, and the onlookers cheered in unison. I secretly admire Xiao Teng: I don't lose money, but I also sigh that the master is among the people! The harvest was wonderful, but neither of the two male colleagues lost a five-catty meal ticket, probably because Xiaoteng was big enough to eat, but he lost a meal ticket.

Here, I also want to write about a workmate named Xin. Forgive me for forgetting his name. He is an educated youth who goes to the countryside in Qingdao. Somehow, he also became my colleague. This little Qingdao brother is really handsome. He is twenty years old, big-backed, wears bell-bottoms and black shoes, speaks standard Mandarin, and is distinguished and personable. I was surprised when I entered the factory that there were such handsome colleagues in the factory. When asked, it turned out to be a rural educated youth. Upon further inquiry, he also lives in my hometown. I went home and asked my parents, and my mother said, "There is a family named Xinzong living in our village. At that time, he was beaten to the right and sent to our village for labor reform. " After listening to my mother, I probably understood what happened, so I got close to him and learned something about him. The arrival of Xiao Xin brought a "revolution" to the young people in the factory. More and more people wear long hair and bell-bottoms and become fashionable and romantic.

Xiao Xin's light is far more than that. His every move attracts the attention of young girls. Some people envy him, some people wait, and some people try boldly. Just like a female colleague surnamed Li in my workshop, she is very beautiful and lively. She took the initiative to attack Xiao Xin, which really felt like a "phoenix". She wants to impress Xiao Xin with her beauty. At that time, she could often see Xiao Li pass by my dormitory and walk into Xiao Xin's dormitory at the dormitory door or from the dormitory window. It was really a big move to have such a bold move in those days. However, Xiaoxin, as an educated youth in rural areas, can't marry rural women. He just takes part in accidental amusement and values Xiao Li's beauty and romance. This matter is not discussed below.

Another colleague, surnamed Li, is short, gentle and smiling all day. When I entered the factory, he was over forty years old, and he was still very polite to us juniors. After a long period of contact, I also learned some of his experiences. In the 1960s and 1970s, a group of educated youth went to Lao Li's village in the countryside. One of the young women is old and thinks there is no hope of returning to the city. She was optimistic about Lao Li's stability and simplicity, so she married Lao Li. After several years, she began to resent Lao Li's honesty and incompetence. She quarreled with Lao Li all day, and Lao Li had no choice but to run away with others. I remember when I met Lao Li, I asked him, "You are really not simple, and you can marry a female educated youth." Lao Li sighed and said, "Oh, it's no use." As Lao Li said, he only left a pair of children to Lao Li. I feel sorry for Lao Li. He left a deep impression on me.

There is another story in the factory that touched me. My right foot accidentally cut off my toenail, and the workshop director and colleagues came to help me. Dr. Li, who is nearly 50 years old, comforted me and treated me carefully, which made me feel the true feelings of the world.

I also felt the inculcation and enthusiastic encouragement of the old factory director Guo Dianpu, and realized the approachability of the factory director Zhang. In particular, I was lucky enough to meet a young factory director who was transferred from the army to the factory. He spoke for only five minutes, which left a deep impression on me. He is particularly concerned about me. He has come to my job many times to give directions and actively cultivate my factory director. When I proposed to be a soldier, the enthusiastic factory director said cheerfully, "Young people with blood should be soldiers." At that time, I really didn't expect that the high-level officials in the factory would say such a thing and send their carefully trained people to the army. With this in mind, I am very grateful to this respectable and lovely director Jiang.

I walk around the factory when I have nothing to do, and I am in a particularly good mood. Male colleagues regard female colleagues as scenery, while female colleagues regard male colleagues as scenery. As a result, male and female colleagues can be seen everywhere on the road outside the factory, showing a beautiful landscape, and both male and female colleagues have gained a good mood.

Later, I joined the army. After I come back, I plan to go back to the factory, visit the old leaders in the past and see my colleagues who share weal and woe. But I don't know when, the factory declared bankruptcy and the employees scattered. Coincidentally, I saw a large substation at the original site. As a power supplier, when I went to the rural substation, it was the place where I lived and fought decades ago. The asphalt road around the substation is the sand road that I rode decades ago, which reminds me a lot of aftertaste and reverie. ...

The factory is just the warm embrace of the society, the harbor of my soul and the training ground for me to go to the military camp. I can't forget the cultivation of leaders, the concern of colleagues for me, the land and the factory ... Now the thriving factory is gone, and my colleagues who used to get along with each other have gone their separate ways. Looking back on the past, I miss my leaders and colleagues, and I miss that wonderful time even more.

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