Sheng Xiping and the others were exhausted from working on the mountain during the day, so they didn't stay at the Sheng family's house for long. Before eight o'clock, they all went home to rest.
Sheng Xinhua and Sheng Xinyu were both sleepy, but the two children clung to their mother and refused to go to sleep.
Finally, having no other choice, Zhou Qinglan took both children to the west room, saying she would sleep with them that night.
Sheng Xinhua was finally satisfied. He lay down next to his younger brother, still holding onto his mother's hand tightly.
When Sheng Xiping returned to his room after washing up, he saw this scene.
Zhou Qinglan lay on her side on the kang (a heated brick bed), with her youngest son, Sheng Xinyu, in front of her and Sheng Xinhua beside her.
Sheng Xinhua held Zhou Qinglan's hand, his eyes closed, it was unclear whether he was asleep or not. Zhou Qinglan was lying on her side, looking at her two sons with gentle eyes.
Sheng Xiping didn't say anything, quietly got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and lay down next to his wife.
With one hand on his wife's waist and the other supporting his head, he looked at the two kids through his wife.
Sheng Xinyu was truly asleep, but Sheng Xinhua was probably still half asleep, his eyelids twitching occasionally.
“When you’re not home, I usually cuddle with the eldest while Mom comforts the second one.”
That brat, he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. He's afraid you'll disappear if he falls asleep. Look at him, he's pretending to be asleep.
Sheng Xiping sat next to his wife and chuckled softly.
Sure enough, Sheng Xinhua opened his eyes as soon as Sheng Xiping said that.
"Dad, I can't sleep, I'll sleep in the middle."
This kid is used to sleeping with his dad, so he's not used to being moved around so suddenly.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qinglan burst out laughing.
Behind him, Sheng Xiping looked helpless. His hand, which was on his wife's waist, moved up and touched her again.
Then, Sheng Xiping got up, picked up his eldest son and placed him between the two of them, and pushed his younger son to the end of the kang (a heated brick bed) to make it less crowded.
Sheng Xinhua lay between his parents, glancing to his left at his father and to his right at his mother. Now he was happy and closed his eyes contentedly.
Just then, the power supply to the forest farm was cut off, plunging the room into darkness.
"Alright, go to sleep now, and don't wake up and bother me at night," Sheng Xiping patted his son and muttered.
The news of Sheng Xi'an and Zhou Qinglan's return spread throughout the forest farm the very next day.
Principal Wang made a special trip to their home to discuss with the two men whether they could take advantage of the summer vacation to give extra lessons to students who would be entering their second year of high school in the fall.
After all, these two are the only two college students in Qianchuan Forest Farm, and both are from very good universities.
Putting aside everything else, talking about learning methods and sharing experiences at university would be extremely helpful for these children from remote mountain villages, broadening their horizons and knowledge.
In addition, Principal Wang also discussed with Zhou Qinglan whether they could set up a night school or something, so that Zhou Qinglan could also give lectures to the school's teachers.
Qianchuan Forest Farm cannot compare to the central school of the bureau; it does not have such good teaching resources, and most of its teachers are not highly educated.
In any case, Zhou Qinglan was the first normal school graduate to emerge from Qianchuan Forest Farm, and she had also taught before.
Let her give a lecture; it will also improve the teachers' skills.
Since Principal Wang had said so, Zhou Qinglan and Sheng Xi'an couldn't refuse. So, even after returning home, the two of them didn't have time to rest and went to give lectures.
Principal Wang had just asked the two to leave in the morning, and in the afternoon, the secretary of the forest farm sent someone to find Sheng Xi'an, saying that Sheng Xi'an couldn't stay idle at home and had to go to work on the work team.
The Sheng family simply said that Sheng Xi'an had been invited by Principal Wang to give a lecture.
Upon hearing this, Feng Baosheng was not pleased and called Principal Wang over.
"Old Wang, I heard that your school hasn't started its summer break yet?"
"What are you doing? It's so late, why aren't you letting the kids start summer vacation yet?" Feng Baosheng asked as soon as they met.
"Oh, they're just first-year high school students. Aren't they supposed to be second-year students in the fall? They'll have to take the college entrance exam next year."
So the school decided not to have a summer vacation and to keep them in school. Wang Junsheng didn't know why Feng Baosheng had called him over, so he answered in detail.
"This is also for the good of the children. If they study hard now, they might be able to get into a good university next year and have a better future."
"Old Wang, your thinking seems a bit dangerous. What do you mean by a better way out?"
Oh, so getting into university is considered a good future? Staying in the forest farm is not good enough?
They are children of forestry workers; staying to work in the forest farm and contributing to national development is the best way out for them.
"What's wrong? Does Principal Wang look down on forestry workers who do heavy lifting?" Feng Baosheng deliberately picked a fight, using Wang Junsheng's words to label him.
Wang Junsheng is no ordinary person to be a school principal. How could he not understand the implication behind these words?
"Secretary Feng, you look so young, yet you speak with a more conservative mindset than this old man."
What era is your theory from?
"It's been two years since the college entrance examination was reinstated. As the secretary of the forest farm, how can you still think that studying is useless?"
"Intellectuals are part of the working class."
Set lofty goals and ambitions, and march toward scientific and technological modernization.
This was said by the higher-ups; it's been published in the newspapers.
What, does Secretary Feng think these leaders above are wrong? That they're all less capable than Secretary Feng?
No wonder Wang Junsheng is a school principal; he's truly learned. His words were brilliant, leaving Feng Baosheng speechless.
These days, there isn't a saying like, "Master math, physics, and chemistry, and you can go anywhere in the world without fear."
However, after the resumption of the college entrance examination and with the guidance and publicity from above, everyone has come to realize the power and role of cultural knowledge.
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