While your parents are still alive, don’t travel far away.
These six simple words are often not truly understood until it is too late to regret.
How many successful people can only visit their parents’ graves during the Qingming Festival every year and sigh, “A son wishes to support his parents but they are no longer there.”
When we have no money, we regard money as more important than anything else.
But when we really have enough money and power, we tend to reminisce about the past that has passed and try desperately to grasp those things that money cannot buy.
Lin Huowang was very fortunate, fortunate that he came back with the realization of living a new life.
Watching my mother sewing shoe soles under the kerosene lamp, watching my sisters Lin Xiaoxue and Zhao Juhua learning to read, watching Zhao Daniu sleeping soundly after a tiring day...
Such an ordinary and common scene is so rare for Lin Huowang.
Only older people know how happy this kind of warmth between family members is.
After all, when you are young, who doesn’t want to go out and experience the ups and downs of life?
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During the day, Lin Huowang followed his two sisters to feed the flying dragons, or went up the mountain with the hunting team to shoot a few shots.
When I come back, I write some comic scripts and eat meals cooked by my mother. This life is so comfortable.
It’s just a pity that the quilt is cold at night and I can only warm it up by myself.
I no longer dared to drink the tiger bone wine and tiger blood.
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The county cadres brought the well-digging team to the Linjiagou Production Brigade.
Lin Huowang also followed the villagers to watch the fun, and saw that one water pressurized well after another was successfully drilled in the fields.
Even a child can easily get the sweet well water by just pressing a few times.
The villagers all applauded. With these pressurized wells, the entire village’s fields no longer have to worry about drought.
For normal irrigation, there is no need to go to a distant river to fetch water, which can also save energy when doing farm work.
When the villagers of Linjiagou learned about this from the county officials.
This convenient and labor-saving water pressure well was designed by Lin Huowang, and when he went to a large state-owned factory in the province to get the parts and materials for it, everyone was amazed.
"Awang is so amazing! Doesn't this mean that all the farmers in the county have to owe Awang his kindness?"
"These are a thousand water pressure wells! In years of famine, if we have one more well like this, we can harvest more food and save more lives!
Awang has done a lot of good deeds. We in Linjiagou have truly produced a saint."
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Amid the villagers' praises, Lin Xiaoxue was so proud. She had seen her brother transform from a crippled man looked down upon by everyone to a man respected and praised by the entire village.
However, Lin Huowang himself did not lose himself in the praise, he saw it very clearly.
The villagers are still the same group. They were the ones who looked down on me before, and now they are the ones who take advantage of me and brag about themselves.
Only when you become strong can you win the respect and awe of others.
We can't say that these villagers are bad or unkind. In years of famine, helping you is a favor, and not helping you is their duty.
It is said that poverty breeds evil and wealth breeds conscience.
There are many truths and right and wrongs that you cannot really delve into.
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"Awang! Awang! You're back! Come on, here are your letters and packages..."
Just as Lin Huowang was retreating from the crowd, shouts were heard from afar.
Lin Huowang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Liu Wenzhen, the son of the Red Star Commune secretary, waving at him!
"Ah Zheng, why are you the one delivering the letters and packages today? Is the postman being lazy again?"
Lin Huowang walked up to him with a smile and took his letter and package from him.
"Of course not! This kid is always lazy. He saw me passing by and stuffed all these letters and packages into my hands."
When Liu Wen Zheng said this, he felt a little guilty and did not dare to look directly into Lin Huowang's eyes.
Then he immediately changed the subject and said, "Awang, the article "Scars" you wrote is really wonderful.
Do you know that there are already many imitations of your work “Scars” in various publications?
After you wrote "Scars", everyone realized that stories about special periods can be written in this form and have them published.
A man named Liu Xinwu wrote an article called "Class Teacher", which is also very interesting. It talks about the persecution and influence on children during special periods.
Do you know that this type of literary works is now collectively referred to as scar literature?
This time, you can really be regarded as the founder of a school of thought, becoming the founder of scar literature in the literary world."
"Haha! It's not that exaggerated. It's just that my "Scars" happened to be the first one."
Lin Huowang waved his hand modestly and said.
"You have the greatest influence! Look at that heavy package, it's sent from the editorial department of People's Literature. I think most of it contains letters from readers.
Hehe! If I didn’t know you, Haizi, in real life, I might have written to you as a fan of his books! "
Liu Wen Zheng said, pointing to the other letter handed to him and asked in confusion: "There is also this letter, which is signed by Hai Zi, not Lin Huo Wang.
It seems that this is also a letter from your poetry fan? I saw that the signature is from the General Political Department Drama Troupe in Beijing. How did this person know your address? "
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