Chapter 601: No One Left Behind
A few days later, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. This year, it fell on Sunday. The company started distributing benefits on Friday afternoon, and colleagues happily lined up to receive their gifts.
On Saturday morning, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to visit the patient.
Good things don't work, but bad things do. A few days ago, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin out to eat secretly, using the excuse that Shi Tiesheng was sick. Feeling guilty, he even bought a lot of food for Shi Tiesheng. As a result, Mr. Wan was hospitalized a few days later.
In the past year or two, Mr. Wan's health has been poor and he has to stay in the hospital for a period of time from time to time.
The two of them came to the hospital together, and only Li Yuru was taking care of the patient at the bedside.
Mr. Wan was in good spirits. When he heard that Tao Huimin was pregnant, his face was full of joy.
"Okay, that's great. Having a child will make the house more lively."
"You've been in the hospital recently, so it's okay. Think of a good name for the child," said Lin Weimin.
Mr. Wan hesitated and said, "Let the elders at home take it."
"Aren't you the elder? Don't shirk your responsibilities. If the name isn't nice, I'll return it." Lin Weimin said with a grin.
"You're so picky when I'm naming you!" Mr. Wan said in feigned anger.
"Then you should be more careful!"
The teacher and the student were bickering. Li Yuru, who was standing by, looked at them with a smile on their faces and said to Tao Huimin, "In the hospital, Weimin is only this happy when he comes."
Tao Huimin said: "He loves to joke around when it comes to the people."
As they were talking, someone knocked on the door of the ward and an old man came in.
"Uncle Wan!" The old man called Mr. Wan uncle, and their relationship was naturally close.
The man who came was also surnamed Wan, Wan Boao, and his father was the leader surnamed Wan that everyone knows.
Wan Boao is now the president and editor-in-chief of China Sports Magazine. He has been familiar with Mr. Wan's family since his early years. This time he came to visit the patient and brought a lot of things with him.
"Uncle Wan, these are the things the farm where I worked sent me."
What Wan Boao brought were all agricultural products. Mr. Wan certainly had no shortage of these things, but he still smiled when he saw these simple gifts.
Giving gifts also requires proper manners and methods. Obviously, Wan Boao's gift touched Mr. Wan's heart.
Wan Boao chatted for a while before talking about the purpose of his visit.
It turned out that he had published many articles in many newspapers and magazines since the 1960s. Thirty years have passed now. A publishing house plans to compile and publish the articles he has published in newspapers and magazines over the years and publish a collection of his works. Wan Boao plans to ask Mr. Wan to write a preface for him.
Mr. Wan smiled and asked, "Did you bring the manuscript?"
"Yes, I brought it."
Mr. Wan took the manuscript and said, "I'll take a look at it first. I'll let you know when I finish writing the preface in a few days."
Wan Boao replied happily: "Okay, thank you so much for troubling you."
Mr. Wan still had a smile on his face, but Li Yuru looked a little worried.
After Wan Boao left, Lin Weimin said, "You are in the hospital now, how about I write it for you!"
Mr. Wan shook his head. "It doesn't matter. It's just a preface. It will take me two or three days to finish writing it. I have watched Boao grow up."
For Mr. Wan, it is common for people to visit him when he is sick and to make some requests. He will try his best to help if he can.
Because anyone who could come to the hospital and ask for help would be someone he couldn't refuse.
Lin Weimin nodded helplessly, "Take it easy on yourself, old man."
The day after visiting Mr. Wan was the Mid-Autumn Festival. As it was the weekend, the city of Yanjing was filled with a festive atmosphere.
That morning, Zheng Guo called his friends and said he wanted to get together in the evening, so they decided to meet at Shi Tiesheng's home.
I had dinner with my family during the day, and in the evening, a group of people gathered in the Shichahai courtyard.
Everyone came to the door with gifts in their hands. When Shi Tiesheng saw everyone, a smile appeared on his face.
In order to attend the party tonight, he slept a little longer in the afternoon. It had been a long time since he had such a party.
Before everyone arrived, Shi's father and Cheng Ximi had already prepared a sumptuous meal, and everyone put the food they brought on the table, adding to the festive atmosphere.
Qu Xiaowei teased Lin Weimin, "My son is already in primary school, and your son is just about to give birth. You must teach him to be obedient in the future, or you will be punished."
Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Lin Weimin said slowly, "It's okay. Haven't you heard the saying, "Don't bully a poor young man? If you can't beat him when he's young, will you still be able to beat him when you're old? Your son is seven or eight years older than my son. When my son is sixty, he will be seventy, and it will be enough to beat him with one hand."
Qu Xiaowei was speechless because of Lin Weimin's train of thought, and everyone laughed even harder.
When everyone was chatting happily, Zheng Guo walked out with something hidden in his hand and a mysterious look on his face.
"Guess what good stuff I brought you today?"
Faced with his pretentiousness, no one cooperated and everyone just chatted among themselves, which made him feel bored.
Zheng Guo had no choice but to show the things and said to everyone: "Look at it!"
Everyone then looked at the thing in his hand, and upon closer inspection, they found that it was a Chinese textbook for the first semester of the third year of junior high school.
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to this, "This..."
Zheng Guo's face showed a proud look again, "Do you know what this is?"
When you see the textbook, how can you not know what this is?
At a gathering after the Spring Festival in 1989, Zheng Guo brought a piece of gossip, saying that Lin Weimin's work would soon be included in textbooks.
Now that more than two years have passed, it seems that Lin Weimin's work has really become textbook-worthy.
"Do you need to show off this? Weimin has known about this for a long time, right, Weimin?" Qu Xiaowei asked Lin Weimin.
Lin Weimin shook his head, "I really don't know."
Everyone was puzzled when they heard this. The work was included in the textbook, but the author Lin Weimin didn’t even know about it?
According to Article 23 of my country's Copyright Law, textbooks compiled and published for the implementation of nine-year compulsory education and national education plans may, without the permission of the copyright owner, compile fragments of published works or short literary works, musical works, or single works of art or photography.
To put it simply, if a publishing house compiles a textbook, it not only does not have to pay the author royalties, it doesn't even have to notify the author.
Even after 2010, there are still many publishing houses in China that use the banner of "textbooks" to use other people's published works without the author's authorization, and they will not pay the author any royalties, and they will not even indicate the author's name.
At the same time, since teaching supplementary books have different distribution channels from general books, it is difficult for authors to discover that their copyright has been infringed through bookstores.
So the work was included in the textbook, but the author Lin Weimin was not aware of it. This situation is very normal nowadays.
After Zheng Guo finished explaining the new textbooks to everyone, he continued, "The new version of the nine-year compulsory education textbooks has just been used this year. It's normal for Weimin not to know. If I don't tell him, he might not know for several years. But if there are relatives or friends around who have children in junior high school, he might know within a month."
After everyone understood the reason, they no longer cared about this matter and turned their attention to another matter.
“Which work is included in the textbook?”
Everyone gathered around to flip through the textbook in Zheng Guo's hand, and Lin Weimin quickly grabbed Tao Huimin who was joining in the fun.
"Why are you joining in the fun when you're pregnant?"
Tao Huimin looked down at her toes. Are they big?
"Here! Here!" Liu Haiyan shouted excitedly.
Lin Weimin squeezed over to take a look. The textbook was turned to the fourth unit. On the page after Maupassant's "My Uncle Jules", the title "Excerpt from "No One Less"" was clearly written.
"It's 'No One Left Behind'?" Qu Xiaowei was a little surprised. He asked Zheng Guo, "I didn't expect this novel to be selected."
Zheng Guo said as a matter of course: "Looking through Weimin's works, is there anything more suitable for textbooks than this novel?"
Qu Xiaowei thought about it and realized it was true.
In terms of artistry and literary quality, "No One Less" is definitely not one of the best works in Lin Weimin's series of works. This novel has an inherent flaw that it praises and promotes positive things too much. This is certainly not a bad thing, but it is indeed a shortcoming in literary creation.
But at the same time, the advantages of this novel are also obvious.
The reason is that it is very educational and the writing is easy to understand, without any pretense or pretentiousness. It has touched countless readers with its plain and simple narration and has made great contributions to the promotion of the Hope Project.
Before this novel was published, the Hope Project was being promoted in full swing in China. Unfortunately, it was much ado about nothing and not much donations were raised in more than a year.
But after the publication of "No One Left Behind", the name of the Hope Project truly entered thousands of households in the country, leaving a deep impression in the hearts of countless ordinary people and making many people realize the role of the Hope Project in benefiting the country and the people.
Over the past few years, the Hope Project has never had to worry about donations.
Zheng Guo is now the vice chairman of the China Youth Education Development Foundation and knows the foundation's situation like the back of his hand.
Last year alone, the foundation raised more than 60 million in donations.
In the few years since the establishment of the Hope Project, the Foundation has built more than 760 Hope Primary Schools across the country, helping more than 200,000 children in poor areas who have no access to education to gain the opportunity to learn cultural knowledge.
Therefore, when the People's Education Press had to select one of Lin Weimin's works to be included in the textbook, "Not One Less" was undoubtedly the most suitable one.
Everyone figured out the reason and congratulated Lin Weimin.
At this time, Zheng Guo started to keep the secret again.
"I have another piece of news, do you want to hear it?"
Although everyone was eager to hear it, they still turned their heads away, "You can say it if you want, as if no one is begging you!"
Zheng Guo is a little depressed, can't you give him some face?
(End of this chapter)
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