Understand that our party members and cadres went to the community and carried out the "door knocking action".
That day, when my colleagues and I and a group of people knocked on a house on the floor where we were arrested, the door was opened with a young woman with a smile on her face. Before I could see her, I was attracted by the oncoming slide in the living room. There were colorful carpets underneath the slide and various children's toys were thrown on the floor. In an instant, I understood that this family must have a nursing class.
"How many children have you taken?" I asked the woman. I saw the woman not saying a word, but just looked at me and smiled. At this time, a five- or six-year-old girl walked out of the inner room. She opened her big round eyes and said, "Auntie, we only have two children, my sister and I!" Only after the child had a question, did she learn that the woman was a mute.
"Oh!" I took a deep breath and followed the woman into the living room. Before I could sit down, I was shocked by the scene in front of me again. I saw that the living room was filled with succulent plants, , which looked like cactus, some were bigger and thorny, and some were as small as stars, red, green, and white. All kinds of "meat" were dazzled and confused, and we couldn't help but look at every corner of her house curiously.
What is incredible is that even a rectangular flower shelf is placed on the balcony. The shelf is also placed in an orderly manner. Whether it is a porcelain flower pot or a colorful plastic flower pot , the flowers of the same name are all cultivated. Maybe it was to save space, I found that the corners of the two bedrooms and the head of the bed were full of "meat", and stacks of plastic flower pots. Needless to say, these were all prepared for the new flowers.
"Wow, where is this home? It is clearly the botanical garden, succulent world! She must be the flower shop!" A young colleague said curiously. Some colleagues also said that there are still children at home, aren’t you afraid that the thorns on them will pierce the child’s butt?
At this time, the woman seemed to see what I was thinking. She shook her head, looked at us, and still grinned. Her smiling face is like a sunflower blooming in the sun, clear, pure, and sunny. Only then did I look at her carefully. He is in his early 30s, not tall, small and exquisite, and has an indescribable exquisite and gentle beauty. If it weren't for the child's words, who would have thought that she was a mute who couldn't speak.
When I looked at the "quirky" decorations at home, I also felt funny. Some people collect books at home for the convenience of reading, so that the strong fragrance of books can bring warmth and beauty to life; some people hide stones for hobbies, hoping that stones can bring people a strong spiritual power. Could it be that she hides so many plants that look chubby and soft when pinched, and can instantly make the whole heart become cute at once, is it also a hobby? There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Think about the mute woman hiding "flesh" in front of her is cool enough and unique enough.
Children tell us that their mothers can hear clearly and understand everything in their hearts, but they cannot express it in words. Later, when we tried our best to tell where we came from, our main job was to find out the foundation of epidemic prevention and control from door to door, and told her to take out the household registration book and let us register the information. The woman who was still excited just now was unhappy. Her head was shaking like an rattle , looking very nervous, and pushed us out the door with her hands.
The colleagues looked at each other in an unknown way. Just as everyone surveyed dozens of households in the entire building and was about to go to the community again to coordinate the situation of the mute woman's house, someone provided the mobile phone number of the woman's husband. He also said, "Although that woman can't speak, she will send WeChat messages on her mobile phone to communicate and feel very intimate with her husband!"
According to the phone number provided, I immediately dialed the phone to explain my purpose. Unexpectedly, the man knew everything.He said: "If you say you are a party member and cadre in the organs, can my wife believe it? She can't speak, but her heart is as bright as a mirror. Why should she believe you?" The distrust and incomprehensible of the masses immediately made our hearts cold.
The straightforward sister Li said, give me some time, I'll give me the mute job.
Just started work the next morning, and I saw a stranger adding me to WeChat. After passing, she sent a sentence: "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Just when I was confused, I looked at the WeChat name "Please give me more advice for the rest of my life". The avatar turned out to be a pot of watery "meat" plants. I understand, she is the mute woman Jing Qionghua.
As expected, the mute woman apologized to me on WeChat and said, "You cadres in the agency are giving up their families and taking care of everyone. In order to make nucleic acid for us, I still treat you impolitely, I really shouldn't be sorry!" I burst into laughter as I watched the woman send three "I'm sorry" in a row.
There are thousands of beautiful skins and three or two interesting souls. Suddenly, I respected the mute woman who hid "flesh". In the silent world, she has her own special tastes and hobbies. She quietly watches the world like a chess, letting the years pass by, quietly without saying a word, but her heart is filled with beauty, hard work, struggle, childlike innocence and love, happy and happy, living so vividly.
Step in late autumn
The autumn wind is flying, and the sun is shining. Autumn steps on the sonorous drum beats and the passionate melody, and appears in a graceful posture in the interlacing of days, like a slowly unfolding colorful scroll. The crops in the fields have completed the last journey, the leaves are yellow, the peppers are red, and everything becomes colorful.
Autumn is the season of harvest and a busy season. There are many things to do in autumn, but in this autumn, for us, autumn not only welcomes the successful convening of the 20th National Congress of the Party, but the most difficult and important thing is to do a good job in epidemic prevention and control.
The daily work of our cadres has become a fixed model, and the central work has fought the battle without gunpowder in the fight against the epidemic. Going to the community to investigate, on duty, scanning nucleic acid codes, knocking on doors, reporting nucleic acid data statistics, etc. These troublesome things are confusing. As a colleague said, people who have been doing nucleic acid recently seemed to be nervous. They woke up unconsciously at four or five o'clock in the morning, opened their eyes and thought to themselves, are they all nucleic acids today? Or do you want to knock on the door in the community? Or is it our turn to scan the nucleic acid code? Have you been wearing protective clothing this time? In this way, all the things related to epidemic prevention and control are just like movies, silently calculating in their minds. At night, before going to bed, remember to go to alarm , thinking about going to bed early, keeping strong energy, and getting up on time, but people are lying on the bed, and thinking about which child in the community who was arrested to leave at school? Which worker went home? When and where did you come back? Don’t you know if you have reported it to the community? As I thought about it, I had insomnia. The insomnia for several consecutive days made many people unable to extricate themselves. I felt like I was trapped in a deep vortex, getting deeper and deeper. My colleagues said it too vividly, and so is the fact.
That day, I went to the community where I was arrested to be on duty and saw a few women walking slowly from east to west in a small yard, and then from west to east. They talked and laughed, doing nothing. When I thought of myself, the reports I had to report, the materials I asked for, and the stacks of work were placed on the desk like a mountain, waiting for me to finish my work.
Check out the phone, is the shift handover time almost here? The first thing to do when you go back to the office is to fill out today's nucleic acid report? Or write a urged report? The more I think about it, the more anxious I feel.
So, I can no longer sit still. As I got up and imitated those women, I also started walking alone in that yard. Walking from A's family courtyard to B's family courtyard, maybe the territory is so small that you can only walk between a limited number of inches.
The wind in late autumn is already a little cold, sticking to the ground, and it is cold and pouring people's collars straight.I was so thin that I shivered from time to time. Think about it, we have been working here for some days, from the hot summer to the heavy autumn, and seeing the winter, many windy and rainy days, our colleagues took turns to stick here, and no one complained about being tired or suffering, and had never slacked off.
I know that those women are too leisurely walking and are too leisurely, exercising, and I am too anxious. It seems like I am walking, but in fact, I am thinking in my heart, either making a draft to complete a certain job, or conceiving a framework for an article, or thinking about something...
I am thinking, what is the purpose of running through ups and downs to find? Just a few taels of silver? Or to meet a better self? To put it more big, it is to realize the value of one's own life, and to be more vulgar, it is to survive. People are like ants, and their lives are like mustard grass. In fact, in this cool world, everyone in the world lives hard and strong.
A tree of persimmons in the yard of the community is ripe, red persimmons hang on the branches, swaying in the wind, which looks very beautiful. I thought of a word: persimmons (everything) will go well.
I silently recited in my heart, hoping that starting from tomorrow, the new crown pneumonia epidemic will get out of the world, and we will be happy and peaceful, and we will be safe in this world.
Notes at the door
In the epidemic prevention and control work, there are many people and things that are still fresh in memory. They are like a flashing mirror, reflecting the real and warm moments of this era. For me, the one who impressed me the most was the note at the door of the two old men.
An old man is Lao Liang. He is the owner of the community we arrested. He is about 80 years old and has white hair. I know that his wife is blind and has been paralyzed in bed for many years. In order to facilitate care, her children specially bought the house for them on the first floor.
We work in the yard, and we become familiar with the elderly over time. Sometimes we chat with each other and talk about family matters. Sometimes, when our duty point needs to be cleaned, we go to his house to borrow tools. In short, in our eyes, the elderly are enthusiastic elders.
Later, when the epidemic was tense, the time for us to do nucleic acid was adjusted to over 5 a.m. In order to allow the community to do nucleic acid in time, everyone went door to door and knocked on the door and woke them up. At the beginning, the old man was very cooperative. Even though he was still in a dream, he would respond loudly whenever he heard the knock on the door or the horn outside shouting, "I've got nucleic acid downstairs," "Do it now!" There were several times when he didn't need to call him, he would do it in advance. When he met everyone, he laughed and said, "It's such a cold day, it's so cold that you bastards are so warm that they come to your house!" Even though we know we won't go, the old man still greeted everyone very enthusiastically, which made people feel warm.
Because the elderly’s wife belongs to a special group, medical staff have to come to her to do nucleic acid. Once, the old man went out after nucleic acid and locked the door, and the medical staff could not knock on the door. After learning about the situation, when several of our colleagues took turns calling him to go home quickly, the old man was furious: "If you don't do it, why won't this woman die? I will be terrified in this life! Don't call me one after another and harass me!" Although the old man's wife had nucleic acid that time, each of us felt uncomfortable.
The next day, it was our turn to knock on the door. He walked to his door and remembered what the old man said yesterday. Although he saw the lights in the room and had already gotten up, everyone hesitated. So, Xiao Li took out a piece of paper from the bag he carried with him and wrote a sentence on it: Hold your hand and grow old with you. May time never grow old, and may you live together forever! Cherish your happy life and treat your lover kindly! Then, Xiao Li gently stuffed the paper into the crack of the door before leaving silently.
After a while, when the old man went out to do nucleic acid, he looked back at us, his eyes full of guilt.
Another old man is Aunt Wang. In her 60s, she looks much younger than she is and is very capable and neat.When we were investigating the situation at home, Aunt Wang was making dumplings in the kitchen. When she heard our knocking on the door, the old man finished a simple conversation after opening the door. When we registered the family situation, the old man refused to give him a household registration book. His face, which was still talking and laughing, disappeared. She said, "You must be fraudsters. My son said, you can't just disclose the information about my family to strangers!" Everyone was laughed at by the old man's words.
"No, aunt, we are cadres in the organs!" the colleague explained.
"What, take out the work permit and take a look." It seems that the old man is really vigilant, but we didn't bring the certificate when we went out. It was really a scholar who met a soldier, and it was hard to explain it. Next, it will be useless to explain it, and the old man is still relentless.
helpless, we walked out of her home with disappointment. However, in accordance with the comprehensive investigation of epidemic prevention and control and the full coverage, we should inspect and not miss a household or a person. We must adopt the form of "online and offline, line-based combat". Let's call, but no one answers that call.
Finally, there was nothing I could do. Thinking of Xiao Li's way of leaving notes that day, I also wrote a note to her house and left my phone number.
In epidemic prevention and control, love and hope spread faster than the virus. For the people in the community, the notes at the door of their homes are the warmest love and hope. The warmth hidden in the notes is an unforgettable memory.
(Wen Xuemei)
Editor in charge: An Xin Review: Yang Yong
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