Chapter 171: Organizing Activities
A group of men were harrowing the land and sowing seeds on the mountain while singing folk songs at the top of their lungs.
The half-grown children who had just finished school joined in the fun, huddled together and yelled at the top of their lungs: "Lotus is white, so white, there's a mdg sitting inside, mdg, if you're not careful, you'll run into a jfj, the jfj has a long gun, one shot will shoot it into the ×× field, there are too many people in the ×× field, beat it into lumps of meat, and feed the sows with the lumps of meat, the old sows are fat—"
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It was at this time that Lu Mingqing's wife came in.
The young wife's surname is Liu, and everyone in the family calls her Liu. The adults call her Liu Ya, the brothers and sisters call her Liu Mei, and the children call her Liu Liu. As time went by, the name became Liu Liu.
The girl looks pretty good. Even though she doesn't have much flesh on her face, she still has a pair of dimples. It's just that she is too thin. She looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen although she is eighteen years old.
Wang Mingfang had given away a hundred kilograms of grain to buy Lu Mingqing a new wife, and she was heartbroken when she returned. Naturally, she was reluctant to hold a wedding. Even though she didn't want to hold a wedding, she still set up two tables and invited her relatives to come over so that the young wife could get to know someone.
The long-awaited activity day for the third-grade students of Xihe Primary School arrived quietly.
In second grade and the first half of this semester, Wen Wan taught them six songs, including "Returning from Target Practice" and "Ode to the Red Plum Blossom." In addition to the texts in the Chinese textbook, Wen Wan also taught them several essays from memory. Originally, she'd thought, since it was an activity, she'd make it more lively, adding something like skipping rope in addition to poetry and prose recitations and singing competitions. However, Wang Xiannian and the others suggested skipping rope, as it might be objectionable to the students' families. People send their children to school to learn to read, not to play. If they had the time, helping to gather firewood would be a good idea.
Wen Wan felt that what he said was indeed reasonable, so she immediately gave up the idea and simply practiced singing and dancing to form a chorus.
I practiced singing and recitation privately, and added some simple dance moves to the chorus. I have been making some time to practice every day for the past half month.
Adults and children alike are full of enthusiasm and curiosity when it comes to new things they have never encountered before.
Thanks to the publicity given by several teachers, everyone in the brigade and clinic in the courtyard knew about the activity. Wang Hongmei quietly told Wen Wan in the office that Zhao Ping'an and the others would come to see it when the time came.
Wen Wan was more serious this time. She called Wang Erhu and Zhou Dongmei to be announcers and taught them how to write a simple opening speech.
After school at noon, the children in the class ran very fast, going back quickly and coming back to school quickly. Although the wild flowers had all withered in this season, it still could not stop their enthusiasm for new things. Bunches of golden chrysanthemums and red fruits were all piled on the desk.
Wen Wan didn't go home after school. She found a piece of chalk and wrote the words "Third Grade Singing and Recitation Competition" on the black and white paper.
Although the conditions were limited and the children in the class had never done these things before except recognizing words, they all did it quite well.
All the desks in the classroom were moved to the back wall and neatly stacked together. Two tables and benches were left on both sides of the wall, which were prepared as seating areas for teachers from all grades who came to watch.
There was still some time before class started, and the students who arrived early, whether they were from higher grades or lower grades, ran over curiously to take a look and then ran away quickly.
The third-grade students were incredibly excited, their backs straighter than usual as they walked. Wen Wan also noticed that, despite her instructions, they all seemed to have washed their hair, and some of the children's hair was still wet. The girls also had pigtails, neatly tied with red hairbands or yarn. Their faces and hands were also clean and tidy. Although their clothes might not be as clean and tidy, their spirits suddenly lifted.
Seeing this, she was also very happy and felt that her efforts during this period were not in vain.
As soon as the bell rang, the noisy campus became quiet in an instant.
The school teacher assigned homework to the students in his class and asked the class leaders to maintain discipline. He left the classroom and went to the office, then took his teacup and went to the third-grade classroom to watch the performance of the third-grade students.
In addition to the teachers, there were also the brigade secretary Zhao Ping'an and the doctor from the health center Zhou Wanlin.
They were not as serious as the school teachers. They just took a break from their busy schedule to watch the fun. They stood at the door with their arms folded, watching Wen Wan open the show, invite Wang Xiannian to speak, and then two little announcers came on stage to announce the program.
Recitation and singing are interspersed.
The teachers in the school have varying levels of education, and most of the students they teach speak with a strong Ganling accent, and the third-grade children are no exception.
But when she recited, her chest was straight and her pronunciation was clear and loud. Her Mandarin, which was not very standard for Wenwan, sounded very standard in the ears of other teachers.
Finally, a chorus of singing and dancing titled “Learn from Lei Feng’s Good Example” brought the atmosphere to a climax.
The activity came to an end in about two classes.
Wen Wan took the award certificates that had been prepared early in the morning and wrote down the names of all the award winners according to the scores given by several teachers. She also handed them to Wang Xiannian, along with the top three students in the midterm exam and the three students whose grades had improved. He read them out and then gave out different awards.
Zhao Ping'an watched the whole show, then turned to Zhou Wanlin and said, "It was quite interesting, especially the song and dance chorus at the end. The atmosphere was quite good. Doesn't the Women's Federation hold activities every year at the end of the year? We even go to the county to participate in some competitions. I used to learn how to dance the yangge and play gongs and drums from the comrades from the art troupe up there. I think it's getting boring to do the same thing every year. It's better to do something new."
Zhou Wanlin laughed and said, "I don't understand this. I just want to have fun. Hey, Teacher Wen is quite impressive. He's brought up these kids in the class in a very good way. He's also very generous. He paid for the prizes himself, and he spent quite a bit."
Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, "You get what you give. She was commended by the commune a while ago, and the prizes she received were more than that little money. At the end of last semester, her class was said to have ranked first in the commune."
"That's fine. If the teacher can also connect the class cards, and let her teach this class of kids from second grade all the way to junior high school graduation, maybe more kids in our team can get better grades and go out."
Nowadays, technical secondary schools and high schools are all guaranteed job placements. As long as you pass the exam, you can get a job in the county or the city, and you will have a stable job in the future. There is no need to come back and work hard in the dirt.
It was just a casual remark, but Zhao Ping'an's eyes flashed, and he looked at the person standing on the podium thoughtfully.
After the awards were presented and a few words of encouragement were given, the teachers who had participated in the event returned to their classes. They had classes in the afternoon and could not let the students study all the time.
The houses are lined up in a row, and the third graders are singing and laughing. It would be strange if other students can study and do their homework seriously if they are asked to do so.
After the activity was over, Wen Wan gave each child in the class a piece of candy she had prepared. The faces of the twenty or so children were all filled with happy smiles. Just one piece of candy could make them feel sweet for a long time in their mouths.
Two days after the activity ended, all the wheat was planted. Wen Wan found a cloth bag to carry with her, put the finished shoes in it and went to the educated youth site.
Xu Qingming was standing in the yard talking to Liu Changqing when Wen Wan called out to him from a distance, "Brother!"
Xu Qingming raised his eyes, smiled, and waved at her.
Wen Wan came over and greeted Liu Changqing.
Liu Changqing responded politely: "You guys chat, I'll go get busy first."
Wen Wan nodded, and waited until he left before asking Xu Qingming, "What were you talking about? It seems like your relationship is pretty good now."
Xu Qingming didn't hide it from her: "The relationship is okay. Generally speaking, he's pretty good. He has some shortcomings, but they're not serious. He wants to go back to the city."
Wen Wan walked a little to the side with him, then turned to ask him, "Go back to the city? Do you have a plan?"
Xu Qingming shook his head: "No." The Xu family is in a bad situation now. All he has to do is stay here and work honestly without any other selfish thoughts.
When it comes to returning to the city, everyone wants to do it. If there is a way, he will go with his own people. How can he give the opportunity to others for free? Even if he gives it to others, it is only to the person who deserves it.
Wen Wan glanced at the place not far away and said, "Why is he still looking for you? Is there something wrong with his brain?"
Xu Qingming sighed with melancholy, "Who made me have a nouveau riche sister here? Everyone thinks I come from some wealthy family. I have so many connections that I can't even use them all. Even a small matter like returning to the city can be accomplished with just a flick of my finger."
Wen Wan threw her pocket at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still want new shoes?"
When Xu Qingming heard this, he pulled the bag from her hand and said, "Oh, you're done already? So quickly?"
"Of course I'll make it quickly. For a pair of shoes like this for you, I might have thrown everything aside, just for fear that you'd get cold. Xu Qi, the first pair of shoes I made wasn't for Lao Wen, nor for Lu Dongping. I gave them to you. Are you touched?"
Xu Qingming frowned slightly: "Did you make this?" It must be very difficult to make such thick soles!
Wen Wan said, "I made the uppers, and part of the soles as well. Anyway, I've learned how to make them now, so I'll make them when I have free time. I'll make them for my grandparents, uncles, and aunts, so they'll have shoes with thousand-layer soles to wear in the future."
Xu Qingming smiled and said, "You've really grown up!"
"I've grown up so quickly over the years. How can I go back? Well, the things have been delivered. I'm leaving now. I won't keep you any longer."
Xu Qingming waved at her: "Go ahead!"
Wen Wan was not in a hurry. She walked back slowly along the edge of the field. When she reached the fork in the road, she saw a little girl walking back with a basket of pig feed on her back. The basket was piled up like a small mountain. She slowed down to make way for her. Looking from behind, only a pair of legs and two feet were moving quickly under the basket.
Although he is not tall, he is quite strong. He doesn't look very old either. Wen Wan looked at others and then thought about herself. Oh! How ashamed!
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