Chapter 11 Reading is nothing more than learning a few more words
What Yin Xiaoyin remembers most vividly is...
After standing silently in the cornfield for a long time, the village chief said to her, "Yin Xiaoyin, I want the villagers to follow you educated youth to learn to read and write."
"In the past, I thought that studying was just about knowing more words. We farmers may not know how to read, but we are no worse than anyone else at farm work. When you educated youth went to the countryside, weren't you all taught by us rural people?"
"But now, I don't think that way anymore. Reading is useful. Look, you can easily come up with ways to make the weeds in the field wither and die, and even have the confidence to fight against future pests. We use hard labor and brute force, but once people read, they will know more and be able to use their ingenuity."
The village chief was illiterate and didn't understand concepts like knowledge being power or technology being the primary productive force. However, he possessed wisdom gained from life experiences, which he summarized in a simple yet sincere way.
The county leaders have said countless times that these village cadres should learn more characters, but most of them just listen to what they hear. As long as they can write their own names, do accounting, and speak, that's enough.
"And look, the confidence you give them is something I can't match no matter how many times I shout into a megaphone to motivate them."
Yin Xiaoyin followed the village chief's gaze and looked into the distance...
It was a scene of bustling activity.
The success of herbicides seems to have given everyone a great deal of confidence.
Perhaps it was the surge of emotions within them that fueled everyone's enthusiasm.
“I don’t need to tell them; they all know the importance of the autumn harvest. But no matter how tired they are, the amount of grain they have is only what they can see with their own eyes…”
He turned to look at Yin Xiaoyin seriously: "But you are different. What you brought them was not just a simple increase in production by 10%, but the hope of having enough to eat. I think that is perhaps the true meaning of studying."
Just as Yin Xiaoyin was feeling particularly impressive because of the village chief's words, she was secretly pleased with herself.
The village chief suddenly scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I'm not very educated, so I spoke a bit too passionately. Please forgive me..."
Yin Xiaoyin's eyes sparkled, and she gave a thumbs up: "No, no, no, village chief, you're absolutely right."
The village chief waved his hand, his face dark and stern again: "Alright, go to work in the fields. Remember to discuss what I said with the educated youth tonight."
When Yin Xiaoyin came over this time, everyone she saw greeted her warmly.
"Yin Zhiqing, you two sisters are both very good. You are hardworking and not fussy, and you are also good at studying."
Yin Xiaoyin looked to the side and met Yin Wenying's gaze, which was quite frightening.
But it was only for a moment, almost invisible in the blink of an eye.
Yin Wenying laughed heartily and said, "I'm still not as good as my cousin. I'm just clumsy. All I can do is work with brute force. Studying is useless. I can only calculate the volume ratio. It doesn't matter if I'm there or not. I don't understand those things. I still feel more at ease working with everyone using farm tools. One more sickle means one more bundle of food..."
As she was speaking, a large poplar tree stood beside her, and a grayish figure suddenly appeared and crashed straight into the tree.
People then noticed that it was actually a plump gray rabbit.
The rabbit staggered a few steps, seemingly disoriented, and then crashed into a poplar tree with a thud.
She completely fainted this time.
Yin Xiaoyin had been carefully observing Yin Wenying's expression, not missing a fleeting glimpse of smugness on her lips.
Sure enough, everyone had forgotten about the herbicide and said enviously, "This rabbit has a lot of meat on it. Yingzi, you're really lucky."
The speaker seemed to be imagining the taste of rabbit meat, and couldn't help but smack his lips.
Yin Wenying's eyes lit up. Remembering how Yin Xiaoyin's snake meat soup had won over the hearts of the educated youth, she said loudly, "I didn't catch this rabbit. The autumn harvest is tiring, so why don't we stew a pot of rabbit meat soup later so everyone can warm their stomachs?"
Actually, she was heartbroken. She could eat her fill of rabbit meat, but she would rather exchange it for some fine grains. Those wheat bran buns were too rough on her throat, and she had been wanting to change her diet for a long time.
The villagers, however, were unaware of this and simply thought that Yingzi, the educated youth, was very generous.
Yin Xiaoyin had a sense of destiny, as if it were inevitable.
"Cousin, do you think what I said is right?"
She just stares straight at you, as if she needs an answer from you.
Yin Xiaoyin, who had been bending over to pick up a sickle in preparation for today's wheat harvest, straightened up.
"This rabbit has its own snout, does that mean it belongs to my cousin? This is Red Leaf Village, I don't know if I'm seeing things correctly? I think it was heading towards Aunt Li just now..."
The girl's voice was soft and sweet, and very sincere.
This startled Aunt Li, who was standing behind Yin Wenying, ready to watch the drama unfold. She slapped her thigh in surprise, wondering how this good thing had happened to her.
"Oh my, I knew this rabbit looked so friendly. I wasn't mistaken, I wasn't mistaken, it's coming for me."
Good heavens, Aunt Li pushed right past Yin Wenying, who was blocking her way.
"Hehe, when everyone's making soup later, be sure to give me an extra piece of meat."
The villagers exchanged glances.
"Huh?"
The place where Aunt Li and Yin Wenying were standing was surrounded by big trees, so it was really hard to say who was closer.
No matter how good Yin Wenying is to these villagers of Hongye Village, they will still subconsciously support their fellow villagers when things happen.
This rabbit just fell from the sky, and it didn't even say who it belonged to!
However, since everyone had heard that Yin Wenying was lucky, they subconsciously attributed this incident to her.
Yin Wenying was so angry at Yin Xiaoyin that she ground her teeth, but she couldn't get angry, as she still needed to maintain a good image.
"Cousin, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
Yin Xiaoyin put down what she was holding, looking surprised, then walked over calmly and said, "Cousin, how could you doubt my eyes? Then prove it with facts."
The poplar tree was surrounded by a cylindrical shape. Yin Xiaoyin simply and neatly tied a straw rope to it, without needing to explain, and directly increased the distance between the two of them.
Aunt Li was overjoyed: "It's because I live nearby that I can make soup, make soup! We're having a meat feast today!"
It was really close, just one knot away.
She was naturally overjoyed. Although she didn't get to keep the rabbit all to herself, the credit would be all hers from now on. When the village started arguing and bickering later, she could confidently put her hands on her hips and yell, "You drank a bowl of my rabbit soup during the autumn harvest, you little brat!"
After Yin Xiaoyin finished demonstrating, she didn't linger any longer, neatly put away the straw rope, and went down to the ground.
Yin Wenying's knuckles, gripping the sickle, had turned white.
Why can't Yin Xiaoyin be as unlucky as before?
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