1971年,我作为知青从农村招工到一家三线工厂,被分配到机修车间当了一名电焊工。我们厂是一个新建的工厂,老师傅不多,我们几个才进厂的青工拥有一个共同的师傅,就是我们的班长。他姓吴,长得瘦小精干,别看他瘦小,却有一股子狠劲,五六十斤重的氧气瓶他扛起来就跑。吴师傅的电焊技术还可以,但他话不多,很内向。他不会手把手地教我们,甚至当我们问他一些技术 In 1971, I recruited a third-line factory from rural areas as an educated youth and was assigned to the mechanic workshop as a welder. Our factory is a newly built factory, not many teachers, several of us just entered the factory young workers have a common teacher, that is, our squad leader. His name is Wu, looks lean, lean, do not look at him thin, but there is a share of vicious, fifty-six pounds heavy oxygen bottles he ran up and carry. Master Wu’s welding technology can be, but he did not talk much, very introverted. He will not teach us anything, even when we ask him some technical