Chapter 1228 Living in Hometown 4

Zhou Fengchu patted his shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, Xiaoyun, you are a man, how did you become a little girl? Only little girls cry delicately, and no matter how you comfort them, they won't stop crying!"

"Sister!" Xibao suddenly thought of Fubao.

Father Lu touched his grandson's head and said to Zhao Xiaoyun, "Xiaoyun, help your Grandpa Zhou go into the house to eat. The busy farming season is just around the corner. There is a lot of work to do in our brigade. We will be busy all the time. We have to work after eating. If we don't eat, how can we have the energy to work?"

"Can you work less?" Zhao Xiaoyun felt even more distressed when he heard that Zhou Fengchu had to work despite being injured.

"If you don't work, people will be suspicious. There are people with bad intentions in the Wanglou Brigade." Guan Cheng thought of Wang Xinlai's family, which made everyone feel uncomfortable. "Grandpa Uncle often asked me to lead these elderly people to work. Don't worry, I will try my best to arrange some easy work for Grandpa Zhou and won't let his injury worsen."

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyun immediately bowed towards the city gate.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng. My greatest luck is meeting you."

"Thank you, Brother Acheng!"

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Although they had good intentions, their crimes were proven, and most men and women under middle age still kept their distance from them for fear of getting into trouble, so they hurriedly walked away, dragging their curious children with them.

Zhao Xiaoyun’s answer was to take out a book from his pocket, and the version was exactly the same.

Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, "I have only memorized Qinyuanchun Divination."

"Okay, okay, you can do it. You're talking as if we haven't memorized it before. I still have this!" Lu Tianzhi took out a red book from his pocket, "Everyone should have one. Do you have one?"

After dinner, Wang Zhengguo asked Guan Cheng to lead this group of old people to work. There were more than 20 old people, which was quite a spectacular sight.

Zhao Xiaoyun felt extremely upset and her eyes were red, but she just followed behind without daring to cry.

"What is a paradise on earth?" asked Zhao Xiaoyun.

"Just be grateful to God in your heart when you come here!" Lu Tianzhi whispered, "It's too scary outside. After I went out for a walk, I came back feeling that our Wanglou Brigade is a paradise." He had long forgotten the harsh treatment he had suffered as a child.

Mr. Wu Liu and Tao Yuanming? Isn't that old culture? It has long been out of textbooks.

Zhao Xiaoyun soon discovered that almost every villager in Wanglou Brigade had a copy of the same red book.

"There should be someone who can't read, right?" Zhao Xiaoyun asked, pulling Lu Tianzhi aside.

"Brother, stop being polite. It's time to eat. Hurry up and eat!" Guan Cheng took out the scallion pancakes and a pot of sweet potato porridge. "Xi Bao, it's time to eat. Your favorite scallion pancakes."

Lu Tianzhi almost choked on his own saliva and glared, "You haven't read Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring?"

Guan Yu answered, "You should say that apart from young people who have been to school, there are only a few literate elders except the Lu family! What does it matter if you can read or not? The passion for learning is the most important. After the new version was published, although the price was not high and most ordinary people could afford it, my uncle and aunt still asked my grandfather to pay a sum of money and asked my eldest uncle to buy a batch and give each person a copy."

It wasn’t expensive, and when everyone accepted it calmly, they also remembered the favor.

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In Feng Qingxue's words, the red book is a talisman, and using the quotations in it to refute others is particularly effective.

The good ideology of their Wanglou Brigade is reflected in the fact that everyone in their team has a red book in their hands. Even the elderly who cannot read can remember a few sentences after listening to others reading them many times. They go out proudly to show off. Compared with the surrounding production brigades where most of the people are illiterate and do not have many red books, they instantly feel that they are very powerful.

(End of this chapter)