Chapter 58 First Reading Plan
The snow stopped without us noticing, but the sky didn't clear up either, and the whole world was still covered in white.
Go to work as usual the next day.
But there are no elderly people working today, and there is less and less work in the team.
What the team members did most was squatting in the shelter and asking Hua Feifei, Han Jing or Xu Fei about what happened yesterday. The three of them tried to avoid embarrassing things as much as possible. Hua Feifei and Han Jing turned to talk about the article report.
What? Report?
Is that the newspaper?
It was also at this time that the villagers learned of this news. This was big news. It was the legendary newspaper, and I was afraid that only Wenquxing could report it.
What a glorious thing! It immediately overshadowed the educated youth’s howling yesterday.
At the request of the villagers, Han Jing and Hua Feifei read aloud stories from the newspaper, some by Xu Fei or Hua Feifei, and of course some by other outstanding authors.
Of course, what the villagers are most concerned about is the appearance of the three words "Wangjiagou" in the newspaper.
Secondly, the article mentions people and things related to Wangjiagou. Although their full names are not used, some characters are recognizable at the first mention. Except for Wang Laosan's family, everyone written about feels happy and proud.
Even the village accountant sighed: "Our Wangjiagou Production Team has truly been noticed by the entire nation. Who knows, there might even be some incredible leader coming."
"Big leader."
The villagers felt warmed by what they heard.
Those who could read would all join in the fun and touch it, while those who couldn't read would ask knowledgeable people or educated youth to point it out to them and then try to touch it too.
Some people also suggested that the newspapers written by Wenquxing be posted in the village for exhibition.
Some people even murmured that if the Wang family ancestral hall had not been demolished, they would have burned a portion of it as a tribute to their ancestors in the past, as this would have been a major event to bring honor to the family. However, they could only murmur this in a low voice, as the Four Olds were not popular nowadays.
"Hehehe, it's not that good." Hua Feifei was so happy to be praised that she said, "I didn't buy too many newspapers this time. Next time I go to the post office in town to buy a few more and paste them up. Besides, who knows, the article we just submitted might be published again."
It's just such mysterious confidence.
"How come it's so easy for you to get on the newspaper?" a villager couldn't help asking.
"It's not easy!" Han Jing smiled and pointed at himself, saying, "Look, I've written tens of thousands of words and submitted them to many newspapers, but not a single one has recognized my talent."
Hua Feifei complained: "You're so good at recognizing heroes, don't be ashamed. Practice your beginning and ending first."
Xu Fei took the opportunity to say, "You can get paid for your articles if they are published in newspapers. The more you write and the more you submit, the more you can earn."
"Royalty?" The villagers learned a new word and asked Xu Fei how much royalties he received.
When they learned that he had received only ten yuan, their eyes popped out in astonishment. How could he get paid just for writing articles for the newspaper? There were so many scattered pieces. They worked hard for a year and could only save a few dozen yuan, and yet the educated youth could get so much with just the movement of their fingers.
Either they can work or they can write, no wonder the educated youth are so rich!
It seems that being literate is useful, as it can earn you money.
"Of course it helps!" Han Jing emphasized, striking while the iron was hot, and rattling off a series of examples. "Reading not only broadens our horizons and allows us to learn more, but we can also earn money by writing, just like Xu Fei and the others. With a higher diploma, we might be hired by factories in cities and towns. Even serving in the military makes a difference between an illiterate and a literate person. Not to mention the long-term consequences, in our daily lives, if we learn Chinese well, we can read newspapers, the Red Book, and notices. Learning arithmetic well also makes it easier to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative without worrying about being cheated."
Some were excited to hear this, while others hesitated. Their hesitations were similar: "Studying is too expensive. There are tuition fees and food rations. How can we afford it?"
Xu Fei grabbed Han Jing and handed him the baton. "We could build a primary school in the village first. Not to mention us high school students, there are also people in the village who have attended middle school and elementary school. It wouldn't cost rations or money, and we could even use work points as a payment. Students wouldn't waste time commuting, and after school, they could help with some chores at home. And during busy seasons like the double harvest, we could have a unified holiday."
"Yes, yes," Hua Feifei nodded frantically. "Universities haven't been completely abolished. There are still Workers, Peasants and Soldiers Universities where students can get in based on recommendations. The recommended students include educated youth, workers, and children of farmers. But they're not all illiterate. If you're lucky enough to be recommended, you can graduate at the cadre level."
After such a series of measures, it was hard for the villagers not to be tempted. The team leader also said that he would solicit opinions from all villagers on the construction of a primary school in Wangjiagou in the early spring of next year.
He had been a soldier outside the village and knew that knowledge was important. He understood the purpose of these educated youth showing off by publishing their stories in the newspapers in the first place, and that this was not a bad thing for Wangjiagou.
The team leader had originally planned to send his own children to the Red Flag Brigade to study when they were old enough, but now he has a better choice. He believes that the educated youth who have been published in newspapers should have good knowledge and will have no problem teaching elementary school students.
Han Jing and his companions saw that several villagers were still discussing whether or not to build this primary school. They smiled at each other and felt that they had achieved the first step in promoting education.
Thanks to whoever came up with this idea.
Ye Yu:
...Please do not disturb me.
I got off work early today.
Except for those on rotation duty, once the morning work is finished, others don't need to come in the afternoon.
Today's lunch is unusually rich.
Even if others did not have boiled fish and fresh pot rabbit like Ye Yu, the harvest from the town and Hongqi Village was enough for them to make a dish of Mapo tofu or stir-fried green beans. This time, the food at the educated youth restaurant was not only spicy, but also had the numbing aroma of Sichuan peppercorns.
The fragrance is everywhere.
The educated youth's residence was suddenly transformed into a Sichuan restaurant.
Information dissemination is backward now, and the villagers don’t know what one of the eight major cuisines is. They know that peppers are not grown in large quantities locally, mainly because there are really no rich spicy dishes.
This chili smells really strong, and it pairs perfectly with steamed buns or sweet potatoes. A few people have had their hidden taste genes activated, wondering if growing peppers like Sichuan peppercorns is difficult. Should they plant a patch of peppercorns in their private plots next year? Do they know anything about this educated youth?
The different information brought by the educated youth is gradually invading people's lives.
After lunch, Han Jing, Xu Fei and Hua Feifei had plenty of time to practice. Although they all had bitter faces, they still reviewed the first move honestly, but found that it was still difficult to meet the standard by themselves.
But when Ye Yu tried to correct it, the high-pitched scream of "It hurts, it hurts, ahhhh——" rang out again.
After howling like ghosts and wolves, they found that they could finally complete the first action by relying on the memory points of their body, but they still made gasping sounds from time to time during the process.
But when I learned the second movement, it was not much better than the first one, and it was even more painful. I could only scream "wuwuwu" because I needed to adjust my muscles in coordination with my breathing.
Once you learn the second movement, the difficulty of connecting the two movements will increase several times.
The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you.
Ye Yu could only help with the first two. They needed to practice to become proficient in the continuous movements. In the time it took them to learn two moves, she had already practiced them eight hundred times.
Fly onto the roof.
Hua Feifei could swear that he really flew up. She saw with her own eyes that Ye Yu jumped more than four meters high, stretched out his hands, grabbed the edge of the eaves, and pulled himself up with force.
Ye Yu didn't go up to the roof to remove the tiles. Before going up, she threw the broom up first.
Yes, Target snowplow.
The houses at the educated youth camp were built very solidly, but they mainly had flat roofs with a small slope. This meant that when it snowed heavily, the roofs still needed to be cleaned regularly to prevent the snow from crushing the houses and clogging the chimneys.
Shoveling snow is fun.
To be more precise, snow is fun, and Ye Yu has practiced the technique of making snowmen many times.
It really is “nothing to practice”, literally.
When the weather is cold and humans cannot even afford central heating, they have to live in igloos and rely on the low thermal conductivity of the igloos to survive the cold winter.
At that time, everything that could be burned around was burned, and it was very likely that people would really fall asleep. In order to divert their attention, people did everything, and playing in the snow was just a routine operation. It took too long, and no snow sculptures could be made.
Ye Yu jumped off the roof and started playing in the snow.
The classic snowman is the simplest. It is made of one or two snowballs stacked tightly together, with buttons as eyes, carrots as nose and mouth, and a broom can be inserted.
Even more complex are snow sculptures, which have been classified as a form of art in the future.
Ye Yu seemed to be using a blade, but in fact he used his supernatural power to tear the space apart, creating a lot of flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects and fish in the yard.
Carp, sparrows, little yellow chickens, wild boars, roe deer, wild deer, pine trees, crabapples, peonies, dragons... each one is lifelike, and before you know it, the Youth League seems to have become a snow sculpture paradise.
While having fun, this is also an effective way to train your super powers.
The howling of Hua Feifei and the other two was already attractive enough to the educated youth site, and many villagers would unconsciously walk to the site after dinner and wander around in circles.
There are men, women, young and old.
Now, Ye Yu's snow sculpture skills have attracted many people, especially the children in the village. The rows and rows of little yellow chickens that can be held in the palm of the hand are so eye-catching.
Unfortunately, the weather was too cold and they were not allowed to play in the snow freely. They could only stare at the 17-year-old child having fun, feeling extremely envious.
The snow sculptures did not melt the next day because it snowed again.
It has been raining for several days in a row and no one has been working. Wangjiagou has officially entered the winter idle period.
The snow sculptures in the courtyard are even more diverse, including dragons, supply and marketing cooperatives, courtyard houses, bicycles, etc. It can be seen how bored Ye Yu is, so there are also tearful Han Jing, grinning Hua Feifei, and crying Xu Fei.
They are of the same height as one another, but they are actually cute in appearance. Their facial expressions are just very similar, so it is easy for acquaintances to tell them apart at first sight.
Han Jing, Hua Feifei, and Xu Fei: "..." They originally thought they could escape the disaster by hiding on the kang in the house and practicing martial arts.
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