The harvest of the teahouse is beyond imagination. The literati and poets in northern Anhui really gather here, including newspapers, cultural centers, poets, retired cadres, etc. Most of the cultural needs of this city are here. It is equivalent to directly avoiding the red tape of preliminary and final review of newspapers, and can directly finalize the printing.
After the two civil servants left, Teacher Xiong finally let go of his reserve and asked, "Young man, how many years of education have you had?"
"I haven't read a day in my life. I can only recognize a few words by self-study." Qin Huai put on a simple look in front of him and said honestly.
The whole house was shocked.
It's not a lie. Reading? I really haven't read in this life. If you say that reading is something that happened in a previous life, then that's not wrong.
"Ah, you..." With barely a few words, he could write a poem of this caliber? Teacher Xiong could already guess the reaction of the literary and art world to these two poems. As time went on and the poems became more widely circulated, this humble young man before him would surely gain a place in the domestic literary world with these two poems.
Teacher Xiong was jealous for a moment and said, "Young man, it's nothing great to be able to write a few lines of poetry. You must avoid arrogance and impatience and create more brilliance."
After saying this, he actually didn't understand what he said, but Qin Huai nodded seriously and said: "Teacher Xiong, your teachings are all right. I will definitely keep your teachings in mind."
When the tea drinkers heard that the poem of this country boy was going to be published in the newspaper, they looked at him with envy. Intellectuals have always enjoyed a high social status among the people. Qin Huai greeted everyone with a smile.
Teacher Xiong said, "Besides these two, do you have any other poems? Tell me and I'll help you think about them. Word choice and sentence structure: a single wrong word can make a huge difference in meaning. Be careful."
Qin Huai shook his head stupidly and said, "No more. The only two I have are from when I was taking a shit in the toilet and couldn't poop. I had to hold it in and wrote them. If I want new ones, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the toilet again."
His expression was so sincere that Teacher Xiong believed him. He cursed him in his heart as a hopeless case and ignored him, picking up the water and sipping it slowly.
Qin Huai said, "Teacher Xiong, I have to go now. I'll be asked to carry manure when I get back to the production team later."
"Go ahead, I'll stay a little longer."
After saying that, he watched Qin Huai leave. Teacher Xiong suddenly scolded him, "Little fox, who am I? Are you afraid that I will copy your poem? Bah."
Qin Huai came out and spat, saying, "Old fox, you're asking me to write poetry at this time. What are you thinking? You think I don't know. Only a fool would fall for your trick."
Qin Huai returned to the village and began his career as a teacher in a literacy class at night, working during the day. His classes were more down-to-earth and his teaching methods were flexible. Seeing that more and more students in the literacy class could recognize words, Qin Laoshuan was very happy.
The two little girls' complexions became more and more beautiful. With adequate nutrition, they gradually looked like what young girls should look like.
The weather was getting colder, and the position of literacy teacher that Qin Huai had imagined was not decided as directly as he had imagined. Although he was humorous and witty in class and was well-liked by the masses, word had already spread that the village accountant's daughter had graduated from junior high school, and she, not Qin Huai, was the best candidate for the literacy class teacher.
Qin Huai was not anxious. He smiled and comforted the woman who was fighting for justice: "Auntie, thank you for your concern for me. At worst, I can go to work. I am a farmer's son. Working in the fields is my duty. Teaching everyone to read is just my hobby."
The women cursed the captain and the accountant. Qin Huai never said much at this time. The captain's spies were everywhere in the village, and saying the wrong thing would offend people.
He spoke nonchalantly, unconcerned, but in reality, he was terribly anxious. President Yu and Director Zhou were both so incompetent. There had been no news for so many days. Could something have gone wrong? If there was no more news from the city, he would definitely be working on the river with the villagers this winter.
The night before, a loudspeaker announced that a meeting would be held the next morning to discuss the selection of river workers.
What was supposed to come finally came. Qin Huai didn't sleep all night, not knowing how to deal with this situation. He had no ability to resist the village's arrangements, so he could only accept his fate and go to the meeting with everyone.
At the meeting, the team leader said, "Every household must send someone to participate in this river work. Normally, no one gets any work points during the winter break. Going now will save food for the family and earn extra work points. This is a great benefit not only to the country and the people, but also to us farmers, who are helping ourselves. I'm announcing the names of the river workers in our village now. Everyone should prepare your bedding and other things today, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."
Old Man Qin said, "Qin Huai, this family cannot live without you. I will go to our house when we get there, and you stay home and take good care of your two sisters."
Qin Huai said, "Grandpa, please stop talking. If you die in this state, you will never come back. If I really let you go, I would be a terrible person."
The old man was stunned for a moment and said, "But..."
Qin Huai was desperate. Director Zhou, if you don’t show up, I’ll be finished.
The captain was announcing the list on the stage when suddenly someone outside called out Qin Huai's name loudly.
Qin Huai hurried out and saw President Yu and Director Zhou leading the group. They called out to him, "Comrade Qin Huai, where is Comrade Qin Huaihuai?"
Qin Huai's heart finally relaxed: "My two ancestors, you are finally here. If you were any later, I really don't know what I would do."
Qin Huai walked out of the crowd and was greeted by dazzling flashes of light. It turned out that the two men had brought reporters with them. President Yu said, "Comrade Qin Huai, good news, good news."
Qin Huai hurriedly said, "President Yu, Director Zhou, why did you two come in person? It's so cold and windy in the countryside."
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