On the fourth day, the light of day arrived at Hushan Village with the mountain breeze, and the "woman" in the loudspeaker also arrived as promised.
This time, there is no need for mobilization, everyone can participate.
Everyone in the audience followed her movements in unison.
Between the ups and downs, the vitality of the day is flourishing.
Several card cameras were circulated among the college students. According to the pre-arranged task, each of them had to take a group photo with the farmers who were temporarily staying there.
Standing in front of the door, the student next door helped hold up the camera and shouted, "1.2.3, smile!"
"eggplant!"
The smiling faces were frozen in the picture.
When the fourth day came, the schedule began to change.
Activities in the village are no longer scheduled only in the evening, but run throughout the day from morning to afternoon, leaving the quiet night for them.
As usual, they brushed their teeth and washed their faces together, cleaned the yard and cleared the garbage together, then had breakfast and went to the village committee.
When I arrived at the village committee, I saw that today's scene was just as big.
The banner was changed to [Vocational Skills Training in Hushan Village].
The morning content covers the initial explanation of driving techniques, cooking skills training, basic English training, calligraphy training, etc. These training contents are arranged with the purpose of focusing on fun, understanding and learning.
The main participants in the training are students from Jincheng Vocational and Technical College.
As one of the four universities participating in this event and the only vocational and technical school, the teachers and students of Jincheng Vocational and Technical College are more or less holding back on a desire to perform. They want to live up to the official attention and also show off in front of the teachers and students of other schools.
Outside the village committee's dam, there were two driving school cars, which were specially coordinated by their school.
We arrived at Qianfu Town last night and were towed here by a trailer early this morning.
This is to provide some simple driving training to the villagers of Hushan Village and explain some basic driving and traffic knowledge.
Most men have a strong interest in machinery, and many of them gathered around the two cars and began to listen to the college students next to the cars explaining related content.
The uninterested women smiled and walked towards the dam.
Inside the dam, there were many tables, just like the agricultural technology lecture hall the night before.
A group of women saw a large table at the door with a chopping board and a kitchen knife, as well as a lot of bottles and cans and vegetables. They couldn't help but laugh and said, "College student, can you still teach us how to cook?"
A boy standing next to the table looked at these women who had been cooking for most of their lives and smiled, "We don't have the conditions here! I can mainly teach you some cooking techniques."
Then, while the women were skeptical, he picked up a kitchen knife and demonstrated to them how to prepare various common vegetables and meats in the most convenient, painless and attractive way.
Apart from anything else, just by showing this one move, the women at the table knew how powerful it was.
In fact, some people also know some of these techniques, but the problem is that they lack systematic learning and communication. You are good at this, and she is good at that, but there is no communication, and at the same time, they are too proud of what they have. Then, like many ancient traditional crafts, they disappear in the long river of time as generations pass by.
Modern training schools collect, summarize and organize these techniques. These are familiar to every culinary student, but for them, they are like a dimensionality reduction attack.
After talking about the common food processing methods, the college student went on to talk about some common cooking methods, techniques, and how to deal with emergencies in the kitchen, which made everyone nod their heads.
Some old ladies thought regretfully that they should have brought a notebook to write it down, and then they remembered that they would write their own names.
That's okay.
The housewives were kept busy with cooking, while some old men continued to look around and saw a stall with pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
This was not created by Jincheng Vocational and Technical College, but was put up by several calligraphy enthusiasts among this group of college students.
Anyway, it can enrich everyone's leisure life, so Huo Qianli and the working group didn't stop them. Just give it a try, just in case someone is interested!
An old man with a white beard smiled and said, "You want to teach us how to write big characters?"
The college student at the table smiled and said, "It's not really teaching, but if you're interested, you can try it out."
Another old man at the side said, "He is the old accountant in our village. He has been writing calligraphy all his life. I'm afraid none of you can write better than him!"
The old man with white beard waved his hand and said modestly and arrogantly: "That's all old news."
The college student quickly said, "Then why don't you write a few words, old man? Let's learn from you too."
The old man with white beard thought about it, nodded and agreed, then watched the college student help spread out the rice paper and put down the ruler. He gently touched the snow-white rice paper and said with a smile: "I have never written on such good paper in my life! I am lucky this time!"
Before picking up the pen, he asked, "I'm done, can I take it away?"
"Of course you can. Not only you, but anyone else who wants to try writing can come and write and take it away. In any case, it's good to take your own writing home and appreciate it!"
The old man with white beard hummed, picked up the pen, licked it and rubbed it on the inkstone. After a moment's hesitation, he wrote down eight big characters with great momentum.
The old men around him applauded continuously, but the college students who also applauded politely felt that the words were too mechanical and not as masterly as they had expected, and felt a little disappointed.
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