Qin Rou and her sister unanimously decided to build a primary school. Technology is the primary productive force. To develop technology, we need talents. To focus on talents, we must attach importance to basic education and do a good job in popularizing culture. The

future development of the island requires more local talents born and raised to take root and build.

After Dajiao Village has produced several college students, the learning atmosphere in recent years has been particularly strong. The villagers also hope that their children can achieve academic success, be admitted to a good university in the future, and become a cultured and knowledgeable college student.

Primary school is the most basic education. Only by laying a solid foundation of basic education can there be a broader future.

"Let's build a primary school! Now many people from other villages come to our village to study. There are too many children. We should renovate the house."

"Build a new teaching building."

"Not only a new teaching building, but also a library, so that the children can borrow books and read books."

...

When the news that Qin Rou and her sister wanted to build a primary school spread, the whole Dajiao Village was excited. Meng Lan and several other families with better conditions also said that they were willing to pay to build a better school for the children.

Children are the future of the motherland.

"You two sisters are really kindhearted people."

"After you and Teacher Chen came here, it was like a lucky star. The face of our village changed day by day!"

"When the school is built, let Teacher Chen be the principal."

...

A primary school was to be built here, and Qin Rou was also looking for someone to design a pearl art park. After the local government learned about this project, they contacted Xiao Sheng, an architectural design expert from Guangdong Province, to help her design the pearl art park.

Xiao Sheng was a middle-aged man in his forties. If it weren't for the invitation of his good friend, he really didn't want to take a train from Guangzhou to Xu County, and then take a few hours of boat ride to Qiongzhou Island to do this hard work.

"You want to build this pearl industrial park?" Xiao Sheng's impatient heart became even more impatient after seeing Qin Rou.

Could it be that this young and beautiful woman's ideas are all some unimaginable fantasy?

Xiao Sheng's design style is pragmatic. Although he has a romantic heart, he has come from the past era. He never seeks mistakes in everything. He no longer has the wild imagination of his youth.

"Yes, I want to build a pearl craft park near the bay here. I have a lot of design ideas here. Mr. Xiao, please listen to me..."

Qin Rou took out a notebook and communicated her ideas in detail with Xiao Sheng. She said that she wanted to build a pearl craft park, but in fact it was a pearl style park. She imagined that this pearl style park should be a circular enclosed building divided into eight exhibition areas. It not only displays various pearl handicrafts, but also displays the history and cultural stories of pearls.

Pearls are not a new thing that has only appeared recently. Our country began to use pearls in ancient times. It has a cultural connotation of thousands of years. There are many stories related to pearls in history.

Qin Rou wants to popularize pearl culture in the exhibition hall. She also wants to find someone to shoot a simple pearl style promotional film. Later, she will build a pearl museum.

"This pearl art park should be full of the atmosphere of pearl culture, and these beautiful pearl shells should be reflected in the design..." Qin Rou introduced pearl culture to Xiao Sheng, took him to visit the pearl farm, and took a boat to see the pearl shells cultivated at sea.

Xiao Sheng opened a pearl shell himself, and the comfortable sea breeze blew away the fishy smell. He groped for a white and beautiful pearl from the shell meat.

He picked up the pearl in his hand, and listened to the sound of the sea water gently hitting the board. The sparkling sunlight was reflected in the sea water, like a piece of gold floating on it, and the pearl in his hand was as moist as snow, and more like a bright star in the night. This pearl brought people a different kind of beauty.

"Pearls are actually grown this way. It's really the magic and beauty of living things." Xiao Sheng held the pearl in his hand and sighed repeatedly.

"My wife will definitely like it very much when she sees it!"

"Xiao Qin, I want to buy a few pearl necklaces from your factory and take them back to give to my wife."

Qin Rou smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, please go to the factory with me to choose."

"We also have pearl wedding photography here. Do you want to take a look? If there is a chance, you can bring your wife to the island to take wedding photos."

"What wedding photos?"

...

Qin Rou took him to see the pearl wedding dresses and various beautiful pearl jewelry for exhibition, as well as the exquisite and beautiful pearl shell carvings, which made Xiao Sheng dazzled. The inspiration in his mind was like countless bubbles, constantly surging upwards.

All those simple and low-key ideas in the past were thrown behind him. Xiao Sheng seemed to have a beautiful dream, and his mind was full of romantic ideas of Pegasus.

"I have an idea! I have an idea!"

Xiao Sheng was very excited. He was now more and more eager to design this pearl industrial park. Countless ideas came to his mind, but he had to sort them out and find the most perfect design.

In the next few days, Xiao Sheng either locked himself in the room or took two assistant students to wander around the major pearl farms in Linshui. Finally, he drew a sketch of the design inspiration. Xiao Sheng was so excited that tears even burst out of his eyes.

It has been a long time since he came up with such an exciting design! !

"I can't wait to see that pearl art park!"

The students who stayed in Guangzhou called their teacher Xiao Sheng to ask when he would go back, "Teacher Xiao, didn't you say you were in a hurry to come back?"

"I'm not in a hurry now, I will stay on the island for a while."

"The pearls here are so beautiful, and the seafood here is delicious, especially the big blue crabs, the meat is fat and full of fat, and the grilled oysters with garlic here are so fragrant that people drool... Now at this time, there are still a lot of fruits here, drink a coconut every day..."

"I like the golden soup seafood hotpot here the most. Do you know what golden soup seafood hotpot is? The yellow pepper sauce here is so fragrant, especially when it is melted into the soup..."

The student on the other end of the phone tried hard to swallow his saliva. He just came to ask a few news, but he heard a lot of food and drinks.

"I'm waiting for your wife to come over. We're going to take wedding photos on the island. Oh, by the way, we won't go back until we're done with the photos."

"Xiao Li, when you date someone in the future, you should also take them to take wedding photos. The pearl wedding dresses here are so beautiful... Your wife was so excited when she heard this, she said she would come over overnight."

...

Xiao Sheng stayed in Qiongzhou Island for a while, and also helped Qin Rou select the site and design the "Pearl Primary School" that was about to be built in Dajiao Village.

In the primary school that Qin Rou envisioned, there should be a brand new teaching building, a dormitory building for teachers and staff, two large playgrounds, a running track and a basketball court, an auditorium, a radio station, and most importantly, a library.

All the classrooms in the teaching building should be brightly lit, with green plants planted on the windowsills, and there should be special art and music classrooms...

After Xiao Sheng finished the design, the construction of Pearl Primary School began. Because it was a primary school, many young male villagers even worked as construction workers for free, and only needed to provide meals.

The construction of Pearl Primary School and Pearl Craft Park is in full swing.

At the end of August 1, 1982 was about to come.

The festive atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger. The streets of Lucheng were full of red lanterns, and the department stores and food stores were crowded with people. People were everywhere on the streets buying chickens, ducks, fish, meat, vegetables, and all kinds of cigarettes, alcohol, candies, cakes, biscuits, and canned food for visiting relatives during the New Year.

A kind of snack box was popular on the market, with half a pound of cakes and half a pound of peach cakes, all for two yuan,

and it was selling very well. There were many newly set up small stalls on both sides of the road. Even Qin Rou took advantage of the crowds and opened a small snack stall in front of the wedding photography shop to sell baked croissants and cream cakes.

During the Chinese New Year, the business was booming every day, and they could even make hundreds or even thousands of yuan a day.

Her mother was selling bread on the roadside, while Lu Weizhou and Lu Weize, two nearly ten-year-old boys, were writing Spring Festival couplets for people on the roadside on a voluntary basis.

After returning to the island, Lu Weizhou and Lu Weize went to the Children's Palace to attend the calligraphy class. The Children's Palace has many group activities at the end of the year. The calligraphy class was writing Spring Festival couplets for people on the street. The dance class that Wang Niannian was in was rehearsing for a performance. It was said that she wanted to apply for a local art troupe.

"Brother, I'll take a break for a while, you write." Lu Weize wanted to stop writing after writing for a while.

Today, just writing the word "Fu" made him want to vomit.

"Weize, they are all waiting for you to write. Who can make you write the best and become the face of our young calligraphy class?"

Although Lu Weize often practiced calligraphy for three days and did not practice for two days, his calligraphy was very good. Even if Lu Weizhou practiced big characters diligently every day, his calligraphy level was not as good as his brother Lu Weize.

Facing Lu Weize, this clever little lazy ghost, their calligraphy teacher Xie Ru'an always felt sorry for him.

“Lu Weize, Lu Weize, wouldn’t it be great if you could study as hard as your brother? You can win the first place in the calligraphy competition for juniors!”

“Weizhou, you should watch your brother practice calligraphy. Don’t be lazy all day and waste your good talent.”

“Weize, you should work harder. If you start working hard from a young age, you may become a master of calligraphy in the future.”

Lu Weize replied indifferently: “I don’t want to be a master of calligraphy!”

How can he live like this, practicing calligraphy in the study every day? !!!

Now the person Lu Weize hates the most is Xie Ru’an. It is not known whether Teacher Xie has lost his mind or thinks he has discovered a genius. He is determined to train Lu Weize into a future master of calligraphy.

After writing another couplet for someone, Lu Weize finally couldn't help it and ran to his mother's bread stall with his brother.

Qin Rou was very happy to see them: "Weizhou and Weize are here."

The surroundings were bustling with the atmosphere of the New Year. The streets were crowded with people. The brothers Lu Weizhou and Lu Weize stood together. The identical brothers were wearing white short-sleeved shirts and blue overalls. They looked very outstanding. Many passers-by turned around to look at them.

Lu Weize smiled and opened the red paper in his hand, and said happily: "Mom, I'm here to bring you blessings!"

"Okay, we'll go and paste it later."

Lu Weize nodded, put down the red paper in his hand, threw himself into his mother's arms and acted coquettishly: "Mom, I'm hungry, I'm so tired, and my hands hurt from writing."

Usually in front of his sister, he would maintain the demeanor of an older brother, but when his sister was not at home, he would definitely act coquettishly in front of his mother.

Qin Rou held the little boy in her arms and rubbed his head. She also held Lu Weizhou in her arms with her other hand. "Sit down and eat some bread. Mommy will go get you a cup of coconut milk tea."

"Thank you, Mommy!" Lu Weize happily raised his hand and touched his mother's face.

"You naughty boy, are you itchy?!!!" Qin Rou touched her face. This little boy actually touched his mother's face directly with the hand holding the red paper. He is really a little brat.

Just now he was still a cute and coquettish child of his mother, but now he is causing trouble for his mother. Qin Rou didn't need to look in the mirror to know that there must be a few red marks on her face.

"You little rascal."

Qin Rou patted him on the buttocks. Lu Weize covered his buttocks and hid behind his brother. Lu Weizhou looked at his mother's face and smiled softly.

Qin Rou: "..."

Fortunately, he only gave birth to a naughty boy. His brother Lu Weizhou is very much like an older brother. He usually can't bring himself to be naughty.

Qin Rou went back to the store to wash her face. Several young girls in the store joked, "Sister Qin Rou, your two sons are so big now."

"Weizhou and Weize look so alike!"

"You are so young and beautiful, you can't tell at all that you gave birth to two such big sons."

...

Qin Rou opened two coconuts for them and brought them freshly baked bread. Lu Weizhou and Lu Weize sat on a small stool to eat bread. Before Lu Weize bit off a horn, Xie Ru'an, the calligraphy teacher of the Children's Palace, came over.

"Are you the mother of Weizhou and Weize?" Xie Ru'an was very surprised when she saw Qin Rou and learned that she was the mother of the twin brothers.

He recently discovered by accident that the younger brother of the twins has a talent for calligraphy. Given time, he will become a great calligrapher!

However, he himself is lazy in practicing and never concentrates on learning, which really makes Xie Ru'an feel sad.

He doesn't want to see the story of Shang Zhongyong appear in front of him. Now that he sees the mother of the two brothers, he must talk about it.

However, Xie Ru'an didn't expect that the mother of the two brothers of the Lu family would be so young and beautiful. The woman's facial features are delicate and charming, as warm and bright as the flowers in summer.

"Yes, I am the mother of Weizhou and Weize." After a pause, Qin Rou added: "These two children are my own."

In order to avoid being mistaken for a beautiful stepmother, it must be emphasized in advance.

"I want to tell you about your two children learning calligraphy at the Children's Palace. I found that one of them has a talent for calligraphy. As a parent, you must keep an eye on them and urge them to practice diligently..."

Qin Rou was stunned: "My son has a talent for calligraphy? Is it his brother Lu Weizhuo?"

Qin Rou subconsciously thought it was Lu Weizhuo. Compared with his active, lazy and naughty brother Lu Weize, his brother Lu Weizhuo is more calm and steady, and he is very patient when practicing calligraphy.

——My son actually has a talent for calligraphy?

Thinking of her own poor handwriting, Qin Rou thought it was quite amazing.

Although she knew that Zhou Zhou and Dumpling brothers wrote very well in hard pen calligraphy, it turned out that they also had a talent for calligraphy?

"It's my younger brother Lu Weize."

Qin Rou: "..."

No wonder the teacher urged this kid to practice calligraphy.

"Weize doesn't like to practice calligraphy."

When it comes to holding a pen, this guy has always been lazy.

"Yes! This is the worrying part. He has such a good talent. If he doesn't practice diligently, will he just waste his talent? You, his mother, must pay attention to it. Lu Weize is a child with outstanding natural talent in calligraphy. I believe that as long as he studies hard from now on, he will definitely become a master of calligraphy when he grows up."

...My son becomes a master of calligraphy?

Become a master of calligraphy?

Master?

No matter how she listened, Qin Rou felt that... how should I put it, it was unbelievable, just like pointing at a beautiful cookie and saying that it would become a cream cake in the future.

It was not unknown to her that her little dumpling was lazy in studying, but liked to play sports and read various military magazines. On weekdays, he would occasionally run to the warship with his brother to jump up and down, and help catch mice... No

, such a lively, active and lazy little guy... would become a master of Chinese calligraphy in the future?

Let's not talk about the possibility of little dumpling becoming a master of calligraphy, just let this guy study and practice calligraphy for more than ten years? Just thinking about it seems like a fantasy.

"As a parent, you must pay attention to this. You must not waste his talent and you must not let him do whatever he wants!"

Xie Ruan said to Qin Rou in a sharp tone, asking her to urge her child to practice calligraphy. He also cited stories such as Meng's mother's three moves, which made Qin Rou a little anxious.

Should she force her child to practice calligraphy more in the future? The child has a talent for calligraphy, so should she force him to work harder on calligraphy and become a calligraphy artist in the future?

Did those piano geniuses in the past also rely on their mothers to force them to practice piano? The child's self-awareness is poor, and the parents need to urge him from time to time... Should she also hold a stick and watch the little kid at home practice calligraphy?

This is a question.

"Mom, I don't want to practice calligraphy, help!!!!" Lu Weize was almost scared to death when he heard what Xie Ru'an said to his mother. He threw himself into his mother's arms and cried coquettishly.

If he was forced to practice calligraphy every day in the future, would he still want to live? Help!

"Mom, I don't want to practice calligraphy. I don't like practicing calligraphy. I don't want to practice. I don't want to write. I don't want to write. I don't want to write..."

"Okay, okay, stop crying." Qin Rou hugged him with a smile: "Mom didn't say she would force you to practice calligraphy."

It is said that interest is the best teacher. If this really forced out his rebellious heart, let alone whether he would become a talent in the future, even the child's psychology would be in trouble.

"Let's not practice too much, let's practice five pages of big characters every day."

"Five pages are a bit too much, practice three pages." Xiao Dumpling bargained.

"Five pages, let mom check."

"Go write a couplet for mom to see."

Lu Weize wrote a simple couplet, Qin Rou took it in her hand and found that her son's calligraphy was really good. Their little dumpling's handwriting was always beautiful.

Even his Chinese teacher often felt sorry for him. "Your Lu Weize's composition layout is the most beautiful. Every time I see his composition, my eyes light up, but... I can only be bright, not twice, three times, and not all the time."

The Chinese teacher sighed: "If you don't look at the content carefully, Weize's composition is pretty good."

The content of Lu Weize's composition is a mess, but the only advantage is the beautiful handwriting.

"Brother, I should have known not to sign up for calligraphy classes."

"I want to sign up for basketball and football classes."

Brothers Lu Weizhou and Lu Weize sat side by side on a long bench. The younger brother, Xiao Dumpling, leaned on his brother Zhouzhou's shoulder and took a bite of the croissant in his hand in a very depressed manner.

He thought that Teacher Xie was really sick and urged him to practice calligraphy. How could a person like him become a master of calligraphy? Lu Weize thought that he was so young, handsome, and liked to play basketball. He was obviously a basketball star. How could he be locked up in the room to practice calligraphy?

Wouldn't that be like going to jail?

Nonsense!

"Brother, I'm so sad now, give me a bite of the cream cake in your hand."

Xiao Dumpling ate from the bowl and looked at the pot. Now he thought the cream cake in his brother's hand was more delicious.

Lu Weizhou smiled softly and handed the cream cake in his hand to his brother's mouth. Lu Weize reached over and took a bite of the cream, and handed the bread in his hand to his brother, "Here, let you have a bite of honey beans."

Lu Weizhou took a bite and stuffed the cake in his hand to him: "Help your brother finish the cream."

"It's so sweet, I don't want to eat so much."

"Mom, the cake you made is so sweet!"

"Isn't sweet good?" Like cakes and bread, it's easy to get greasy if you eat too much, especially cream cakes.

"Eating cake and drinking juice are not sweet anymore."

"Mom, my hands are so tired, I need to lean on something and not move." After eating cake and bread, Lu Weize hugged a coconut and leaned on his brother next to him.

Qin Rou pinched his little face: "Do you want to help mom sell bread? In ancient times, there was the tofu beauty, and mom has two cakes, Little Pan An."

"No."

Although they refused, the two children still helped their mother sell cakes. After selling, they spent the money they got and bought a lot of balloons, lanterns and firecrackers.

"Lu Weizhou! Do you want to go back with me?" Wang Niannian, wearing a dance skirt, appeared in front of the Lu brothers. She had just come out of the activity group of the Children's Palace.

"Why do you always call my brother's name to me?"

"Ah? Did I recognize the wrong person?" Wang Niannian blushed. She was shy just like her mother Xue Xiaohui.

Lu Weize looked at his brother beside him: "..."

"Brother, why do you always tease Niannian?" Lu Weize was confused. Wang Niannian always called her brother's name and always recognized the right person, but his brother would always pretend to be him.

It was so obvious that his brother was not his brother, but Wang Niannian was always fooled.

So much so that Lu Weize couldn't understand whether Wang Niannian could distinguish between his brother and him.

Wang Niannian: "Ah?"

Lu Weizhou said calmly: "Are you Zhou Zhou or Dumpling?"

"Just kidding, of course I'm Zhou..."

"You're so old, who wants to play the dumpling guessing game with you."

"Niannian, you're here too, come to your auntie's place and eat toast." Qin Rou saw Wang Niannian and called her over to eat cake and bread together.

After bringing the three children back to the family compound, Wang Niannian went home alone. Lu Yan came back soon. Qin Rou told Lu Yan what she heard from Teacher Xie: "Your son has the talent to become a calligraphy artist, are you happy?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Which son?"

"Our little Dumpling."

Lu Yan: "..."

"Child's father, the teacher asked you to urge the child to practice calligraphy."

"I don't want to practice calligraphy, I don't want to practice calligraphy, Dad help me!!!" Lu Weize threw himself into his biological father's arms, hoping to get some comfort from his biological father. In this family, only his father understood him the most. "Dad, that teacher must have made a mistake. How could I have the talent to become a calligrapher!"

You have to believe that your younger son is most like you!

Lu Yan caught the kid like a basket, pushed him away, smiled and said: "As long as you work hard from today, dad and mom will have a son who becomes a master of calligraphy."

Lu Weize: "..."

"I'm going to be a son next door!!!!"

Zhang Chengbei, who was watering bitter melon next door, teased: "You should go back soon. I have three sons at home, and I don't need a son like you. If your sister runs away from home, I can have another daughter."

Lu Weize: "...I won't come to your house."

Lu Weizhou smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, don't you want a son who can become a master of calligraphy in the future?"

"Weizhou, is that you? If it's you, uncle wouldn't mind having more sons."

Lu Weize said, "In the future I will be a calligrapher - no, I will be the captain of an aircraft carrier, riding the wind and waves!!" Lu Weizhou said

, "Picking up broken things with the wind."

"Brother, I'm the captain, and you're the cat on my ship, meow meow meow, your little paws are mean."

When Huang Xinying went home, Zhang Chengbei couldn't help but curiously said to Teacher Huang, "Do you know? A calligraphy teacher thinks that the little son next door, Lu Weize, has an outstanding talent for calligraphy, and may become a master of calligraphy in the future."

"He's like Wang Xizhi, who practiced calligraphy day and night and dyed the pond at home black." "

Little son? Did you recognize the wrong one? It's his eldest son, right?"

"It's the second child, Lu Weize. His handwriting is very beautiful. I even asked this guy to help me write Spring Festival couplets."

"None of our children can write beautiful handwriting. We don't have any artistic talent. The children just need to study hard and go to college."

"Who said there isn't? Your eldest son Zhang Yichao." Huang Xinying said coldly, "He's going to take the college entrance examination soon. He is also writing martial arts novels with Liu Yue. It would be fine if he wrote well, but his writing is crap."

Zhang Chengbei: "..."