Chapter 94: Former Residence "Hey, Ouyang, why didn't Teacher Daohua...
"Hey, Ouyang, why didn't Teacher Daohua come back with us?"
While breaking the lock, the neighbors saw Ouyang Yuan coming back and greeted him enthusiastically.
"Daohua has gone to stay at her relative's house, and she's worried that there will be too many people tomorrow." As he said that, Ouyang Yuan prepared to go back and take a quick look before locking the door.
When the bicycle owner heard Ouyang Yuan's words, he pretended that it had nothing to do with him and turned his head away. He was secretly anxious, wondering why the broken lock hadn't been opened yet.
Moreover, I heard that Teacher Daohua would not only not go home today, but it seemed that she would not go home tomorrow either.
Having said that, he still came obediently the next day, and sure enough, there was a group of people gathered in front of Li Daohua's house.
This time it was even more grand, with more people than yesterday. In addition to the people who came before, there were also many small vendors around.
With the deepening of reform and opening up, more and more ordinary people without jobs have started small businesses.
The business is not big, but it is enough to support the family. Some college students even try to set up stalls during the holidays.
These businesses are inherently highly mobile, and they go wherever they can make money, and there are often disputes over a good stall.
Yesterday, the news that Li Daohua won the Nobel Prize in Literature was announced in newspapers and on television.
The news spread completely, and coupled with yesterday's traffic jam, some people immediately realized that this was a good place to set up a stall.
With so many people, they can make money even by selling tea, buns and so on. These people should not be short of money.
The alley with two lanes was suddenly congested to only one lane, and the crowds were even more severe.
The traffic police and public security officers can only accommodate more people here, which is also very painful.
After reading it, Ouyang Yuanyuan secretly went back to tell Li Daohua. Li Daohua sighed, and made a phone call, asking Ouyang Yuan not to go out for the next two days and to drive her out.
She couldn't avoid the calls she received, including from schools and newspapers. The only way to calm the heat was to attend the lecture as soon as possible.
The Peking Daily reported on Li Daohua, a Peking native who published her first short story, "Confessions of a Rural Woman," in 1979, an excellent work, Balabala.
The winner of the 1985 Nobel Prize in Literature, the first Chinese winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, his award-winning work "Time Besieged" tells the story of...
The person reported in Henan Daily was Li Daohua, a native of Henan Province, blah blah.
The other provinces were gritting their teeth. Beijing and Henan Province wrote this way, and there was nothing wrong with what they wrote, but they couldn't write it.
Of course, among these normal newspapers, there was an eye-catching person, and this was the headline of the Qin Province Daily.
Li Daohua, a native of Henan Province next to Qin Province, is a Nobel Prize winner in Literature.
The title is relatively large, and the three words "Qin Province People" are written even larger. The neighboring Henan Province is sandwiched in the middle and is small. At first glance, it looks like Li Daohua, a Qin Province People.
After buying the copies, many people from Qin Province cursed the newspaper, saying that it was a lie. However, since Teacher Daohua had won the award, they would keep the copies for now and curse them next time.
After this eye-catching incident, newspapers in other provinces suddenly realized that they were too honest.
Everyone hopes that a writer from China will win the Nobel Prize. When a writer really wins the prize, everyone hopes that the winning writer will be from their own province or even someone around them, so that they can feel proud of it.
Lijiazhuang, Henan Province, as the birthplace of Li Daohua, their village soon attracted attention.
Beijing is too far away, but Lijiazhuang is very close to the people of Henan Province.
The commune secretary Zhang Qingshan has been very happy recently. Their commune, oh, now it's called a town, started making snow boots after being instructed by Li Daohua.
Sales were very good, everyone made money, the town became better and better, and with tax revenue, there was money to build various infrastructure projects.
There was no asphalt road in the entire town before, but this year we finally saved money to build a road, making transportation more convenient.
After seeing the news broadcast saying that Li Daohua won the Nobel Prize in Literature, and also introducing what the Nobel Prize in Literature is and how influential it is...
He was so excited that he slapped his thigh. This was more encouraging than making money in their town. The next day, he put off a lot of work and went directly to Lijiazhuang.
The villagers have not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. Several families in the village have bought televisions and watch the daily news.
When I saw Li Daohua on TV, I felt emotional and thought that Li Sanzhu was worth it. Although he didn't have a son, this daughter was worth many sons.
"What a pity! If he had a son, his life would be complete." Someone sighed.
In their opinion, no matter how capable their daughter is, she cannot carry on the family line.
Zhang Qingshan called Li Sanzhu before coming to Lijiazhuang. At that time, Li Sanzhu often went out to meetings with him, and the two had a good relationship.
When Li Sanzhu left Lijiazhuang, he also told Zhang Qingshan the phone number of Li Daohua's home and asked him to contact them often when he was free.
But he had never called her very often. It was a bit awkward for two old men to be so hesitant on the phone.
They would just call each other during the Chinese New Year to make sure the other was well and briefly talk about their own recent situation. In short, both of their lives were moving in a good direction.
This time I called to ask Li Sanzhu if his house could be rented to the town.
"Rent a house? Why rent my house?" His house is not very good, it was built a long time ago.
After Li Daohua became rich, they soon moved to Beijing and did not renovate their house.
After the villagers became rich, they started to renovate their own houses. When they went back last time, they already had beautiful red brick houses.
In comparison, his house looks even more shabby. If he were to rent a house, it would obviously be better to rent a nicer one.
"Your family has a teacher named Daohua, so this place will be the former residence of a celebrity in the future. There will definitely be people who want to come here and see where Teacher Daohua lived."
Li Sanzhu was stunned. Is it so crazy?
What former residence? Aren’t they all tourist attractions? Now his house can also be considered a tourist attraction?
"Are you charging admission?" Li Sanzhu had learned a lot during his time in Peking. He knew that some attractions charge admission fees, and part of these fees would be used to maintain the attractions.
"Why charge an entrance fee? Your house is only this small. Are you crazy?"
Li Sanzhu chuckled, his house was indeed shabby. If he were to go there for fun, he would not go if he heard that this place charged an entrance fee. Even if it didn't charge, he could still go and have a look.
"If we don't charge you, how will you make money by renting out the house?" You can't be just giving away money, right? The town is so wealthy now?
"Don't worry about it. You don't go home often anyway. Just rent it to the town. You can use the rent as your own pocket money."
Li Sanzhu was instantly attracted and immediately agreed to rent out the house, with the rent paid annually.
Zhang Qingshan’s idea was very simple, to protect and repair Li Daohua’s house and boost the surrounding economy.
After confirming the rental, Zhang Qingshan came to the village and found the key that he had left at his relative's house as Li Sanzhu had instructed.
There were three keys to his house. They took two with them and left one at a relative's house to prevent them from forgetting to bring their keys and not being able to return home.
There were still a lot of daily necessities in the house. They left in a hurry, and Li Daohua and his team had everything in Beijing, so they didn't need to take a lot of things with them.
The road is long and it is inconvenient to carry a lot of things.
So many things were left at home and not taken away, which made it convenient for Zhang Qingshan. He only had to pack up briefly and then open for business.
He was right. Not long after, young people came to Lijiazhuang. They could reach Li Daohua's house by following the roadside without asking any questions.
Looking at Li Daohua's family which is no different from ordinary families, they also feel that Teacher Daohua grew up in such an environment.
Could it be that she was made by suffering?
Lijiazhuang is relatively remote, and many people who come here cannot return on the same day, so they have to stay overnight and eat, all of which cost money.
Now that they are here, many people choose to wander around Lijiazhuang on this day when they want to stay longer.
Zhang Qingshan left someone at Li Daohua's house to prevent anyone from stealing things there.
Li Sanzhu specifically reminded them that something was lost from their home in Peking. It wasn't anything valuable, just some worthless little gadgets.
The vegetables he grew, the needles and thread in the house, and the trees in the house were all pulled out, all under the banner of getting some spiritual energy.
These things were not valuable, and there was no need to find out who took them. Besides, Li Sanzhu could understand the idea of getting some spiritual energy.
Putting himself in other people's shoes, if there was such a great writer living near his home, he would definitely take Li Daohua to absorb his spiritual energy. Not only Li Daohua, but also his grandchildren in the future, he would take them there as well.
In this case, his hometown must also prevent such a situation from happening.
They had a large place in Peking, and after one day, they would lock the door so that no one could get in.
If his hometown was open to people to visit and absorb the spiritual energy, it would probably benefit his family.
However, the people Zhang Qingshan left behind stayed in the house, not only to guard the house, but also to answer simple questions.
When these people were walking around, they found that there was no one in charge and no one could see behind Li Daohua's house.
The wheat straws on top of the house swayed slightly in the wind. It would be meaningful to pick one and take it home as your own bookmark.
The first person pulls it and uses it as his own bookmark, and then there will be a second one. By the time Zhang Qingshan and the others find it, there is already a big hole in it.
They could only find someone to cover it with straw and yellow mud. They couldn't let them keep opening up like this and destroy it.
After pasting it, they specially put up a sign behind the house, which said that the roof was repaired later. Li Daohua had moved to Beijing when the repair was done, so the straw on it had no spiritual energy and there was no point in taking it away.
But no matter how much they repaired it, there were always people who wanted to use the straw as bookmarks. Many people even took pride in having a straw bookmark of Li Daohua's former residence.
Zhang Qingshan and his colleagues simply used yellow mud and a lot of wheat straw. Since everyone liked to use wheat straw as bookmarks and there was no way to stop them, they just got more to avoid having to make up for it again and again.
Don’t mention it, it was of some use this time. There were too many wheat straws and it was harder for everyone to pull them up quickly.
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