不久前,几个亲如兄弟的老工友相聚,酒过三巡,当我们念念不忘地谈起那年月的师徒情感和组织温暖时,我又想起了那碗盛满母爱的炝锅面,还有那个情真意浓的车间“互助会”。那是在上世纪70年代初的一个秋天,我们这些热血青年,积极响应党的召唤,志愿到祖国最需要的地方去。当时,我怀着满腔热血,来到一个正在基建中的“三线厂”工作。工厂指挥部设在老乡的一间窑洞里,职工食堂就在村委会大院里,职工家属借住在老乡的窑洞里, Not long ago, when several pro-brotherly old co-workers gathered together and drank three drinks, when we talked about the mentoring and organizational warmth of that year, I remembered the bowl full of motherly love, There is the real meaning of the workshop “mutual aid ”. It was an autumn in the early 1970s. These young and passionate youths responded positively to the call of the party and volunteered to go to where the motherland needed it most. At that time, with a passion, I came to work in a “third-line factory” under construction. Factory headquarters located in the hometown of a cave, staff canteens in the village compound in the courtyard, the workers and dependents to live in the hometown of the cave,