Chapter 25 Rounding off Li Sanzhu said with great joy...
Li Sanzhu spoke excitedly about his heroic deeds when he was young.
Both he and Li Zhuzi had served in the army, and Li Zhuzi's leg was injured during that time.
"Thinking back, I was the leader in my class. During the war, I was always at the front. You know, people can die at any time in a war.
We rushed forward with guns drawn. You had to rush forward. If you didn’t rush forward, you would die faster. I was face to face with an enemy. Before my brain could react, the gun was stretched out. I didn’t have time to think before the next person came up…”
When talking about the exciting part, Li Sanzhu also demonstrated how he did it.
"Your fourth uncle is no good. He has no future. No one will like to read what you write about him." Li Sanzhu complained about his younger brother mercilessly.
"Oh, I'm sure everyone will like it." Li Daohua repeated the outline of the story she was going to write, which made Li Sanzhu frown.
This doesn't sound... good...
"Oh, oh, Dad has a headache. Maybe the alcohol he drank this morning hasn't worn off yet. Dad is going out for a walk to get some fresh air."
Lin Jinfeng is outside right now. Even though it is winter, the villagers are still burning fire outside to keep warm. A group of people gather together, chatting while keeping warm.
"I heard that people in the south are very rich now, but we are poor."
"You are out of date. I heard that the county is launching some reforms now, and they are also going to reform our village."
"What reform? Can reform make us rich?"
"I don't know about that. I just heard it from my man."
As they were talking, they saw Lin Jinfeng walking towards them with her hands in her pockets, looking like she was the boss.
"Jinfeng, didn't your daughter come back yesterday? Why did you come out instead of staying home to have a good chat with her?"
Lin Jinfeng sighed: "Oh, now I don't know how to talk to my Daohua."
When she said that, others became excited, thinking there must be something new.
"What's wrong? You came back from Peking, and you're so rebellious that you don't recognize your own parents?"
If this is true, then it would be a lot of fun. They would have something to talk about in the next few years, or even more than a few years. Every time they brought up a similar topic, they would have to bring up Lin Jinfeng's family.
Lin Jinfeng glanced at the person who spoke and said, “You are so bad at speaking. I’ll remember you.”
"Daohua has become a famous writer now. I am semi-illiterate, how can I interact with writers? Daohua even brought me a book she wrote, but I couldn't understand it!"
As she said this, Lin Jinfeng slapped her thigh and pretended to feel very sorry.
The people who were warming themselves by the fire looked at her with speechless expressions, regretting very much. Why were they so rude today as to have to come out to warm themselves by the fire? Wasn't this just asking for trouble?
but……
"Daohua became a famous writer? What did she write?"
Lin Jinfeng was waiting for them to ask: "It's just that the Reform Trilogy is selling very well in the city. I heard that it is sold abroad to earn foreign exchange. I don't understand it, and I don't know it either."
He said he didn't understand and he didn't know either, but his expression was not like that. He looked at my daughter and said, "Look how great she is, you scum."
This is really incomparable. Not to mention the village, even in the entire commune, there are not many writers, let alone great writers.
I just don't know if this is true. They don't know anything about the trilogy of reform. They live in a small village in the mountains and are cut off from information, so it's hard to hear any news.
But, since they say so, especially since they earn foreign exchange, it must be very impressive...
"Not only is it amazing! It's extremely amazing! Did Lin Jinfeng really say that her daughter Li Daohua is the writer Daohua?"
At night, someone went home and talked about this with her husband. The man stayed up late at night and sat up and asked excitedly.
"Ah? I don't know. She just said that the book her daughter wrote was called something like Reform..."
"Reform trilogy?"
"Yes! That seems to be the name."
"Oh, our village is going to be prosperous. Our village will be the hometown of famous writers in the future. If there are any good things in the future, they will all think of our village first." The man sat on the bed and fantasized.
It has been a year since Li Daohua left the village. With the passage of time, a new and powerful daughter-in-law has replaced her in the village.
In just these two days, she had eaten a lot of melons in the village, and there were a lot of quarrels.
"Stop watching. We should go home and have dinner. What's so interesting about their quarrel? I don't think they are as good as you." Ouyang Yuan stood next to Li Daohua and listened for a while before making the above comment.
He was sincere in his words. In the past, these people could have fought against Daohua, but now they are no match.
This kind of tantrum and cursing is just elementary. Daohua has evolved a long time ago.
"Oh, you don't understand." Did she hear curse words? She heard gossip.
In the 21st century, everyone says that people in the past were clean and simple. In fact, it was only because information was not well developed that many explosive things were only spread by word of mouth in one village or one place, and as they spread, few people knew about them.
People of this generation are actually more explosive, and what they say can refresh the three perspectives of the 21st century.
Anyway, Li Daohua heard the old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone. For some things, she even suspected that she was doing splits because of what she heard. Otherwise, how could such a thing happen?
When she returned home for dinner, she confirmed it with Lin Jinfeng again. It turned out that what she had heard was true. The small workshop was bold enough to put in the materials.
These gossips will become material for her writing in the future. The more experiences she has, the more content she will have to write about.
The holiday was about to begin, and the commune secretary made his last visit to the production team to inspect the results of the reform of their sideline businesses.
When I inspected Lijiazhuang, I heard the villagers discussing the reform of literature.
This situation does not exist in other villages. For the villagers, it is impossible for them to buy or read such books, and naturally they will not discuss them.
So many people gathered in Lijiazhuang to discuss the reform of literature, and they were arguing with each other.
Secretary Zhang Qingshan felt that Li Sanzhu, as the production team leader, did a very good job and truly called on the entire village to join the wave of reform.
But after stopping and listening for a while, he felt something was wrong.
"What are these rice flowers you're talking about?"
"Daohua, the daughter of the captain, a great writer, the author of the Reform Trilogy!"
Zhang Qingshan looked at the others. It seemed as if everyone knew about it. Could this be true?
If that's true, then it's really happening.
He thought differently from the villagers. He thought that Li Daohua's novels should be written for everyone to read as textbooks.
Now that the author is here, is there any need to worry about the failure of their commune reform? No, not at all!
Zhang Qingshan went straight to Li Sanzhu's house in high spirits to see the reform results. There was nothing good to see. It was just like that, half-dead.
Li Daohua is demonstrating her cheating skills in "My Children" to her family.
For example, when hiding the cards in her sleeves, Li Daohua was very slow and they could tell at a glance that she was cheating.
After practicing several times according to the techniques Li Daohua taught him, Ouyang Yuan successfully cheated in front of them. Li Daohua and the others even suspected that he was hiding the cards in his sleeves.
Another example is special potions that only you can see when you put on your glasses, and taking notes, making private marks on the back of dazzling cards that only you know about.
These methods frightened Li Sanzhu and his friends. Li Sanzhu asked tremblingly, "Does this kind of method exist in all casinos?"
"Every time you gamble, you will lose. Only by not gambling can you avoid losing. Anyone who dares to open a casino, how can he be a good person and give you money for free?"
As he was speaking, he heard Zhang Qingshan calling Li Sanzhu outside.
"Li Sanzhu!"
"Hey, who?" Li Sanzhu came out of the house and saw Zhang Qingshan. His original energy instantly turned into lack of confidence.
"The secretary is here, come in quickly, it's warm inside." Their house had a stove with a chimney, so they didn't have to worry too much about gas poisoning.
It doesn't matter if the doors and windows are closed. Their doors and windows are not airtight to begin with, and air leaks are common.
"Li Sanzhu, I heard that your daughter is the author Daohua?"
Li Sanzhu pretended to be simple and chuckled: "I just found out about it too. Secretary, isn't it a coincidence? I just told you a while ago that the author has the same name as my daughter. I didn't expect that she is really my daughter."
"Stop lying to me, just tell me if it's true or not."
"Of course it's true."
Zhang Qingshan pulled Li Sanzhu aside and asked, "Is your daughter home now?"
"Yes."
"Introduce them to me later. Whether our commune can develop depends on your daughter."
Li Sanzhu patted his chest and promised: "Secretary, don't worry, I will take care of this matter!"
The two of them walked into the room arm in arm, happily, and saw Ouyang Yuan demonstrating a new technique, cutting cards.
He has long fingers, which enable him to hold the cards firmly, spread out all the cards, and ensure that no card falls.
"Is this... playing cards?" Is it so advanced? Did he enter some extraordinary place?
Zhang Qingshan looked at Li Sanzhu with questioning and doubtful eyes. His family also runs a casino? This is strictly prohibited. He can't be so blatant just because he needs his help.
"No, Secretary. Listen to my excuse. No, listen to my explanation. This is Daohua's new novel. We read it out of curiosity and thought about it for fun. You see, we are the only ones in this family."
"Don't make any mistakes."
"That can't be done."
Ouyang Yuan quickly put away the cards to make room for the other person, and Li Daohua also prepared to go back to her room.
"Daohua, don't go. The secretary has something to ask you." Li Sanzhu called Li Daohua to stop, and Ouyang Yuan took the opportunity to sit behind Li Daohua.
"Well, Teacher Daohua, I'm the secretary of our commune, my name is Zhang Qingshan."
"Hello, Secretary Zhang."
Although she didn't know what to do, Li Daohua still sat down obediently and waited to hear what Zhang Qingshan was going to say.
Li Sanzhu was the happiest. The secretary usually called him Li Sanzhu, but would call him with the surname Li when he was unhappy. Now he had to call his daughter Teacher Daohua. He was Daohua's father, so to round it off, he was of the same generation as the secretary's uncle.
Of course, he definitely wouldn't dare say it out loud, but he could still feel happy in his heart.
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