"I have something else to do and need to go to the county. You two should go directly to Xiangyang Commune."
Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing were immediately ordered to leave and were completely confused.
They both do interviews, help with publicity, and are treated with courtesy wherever they go. What person or organization doesn't want to be reported on?
Why do all these commune directors in Shannan County seem uninterested?
Cui Honglin no longer cared. Not only him, but even the other three communes had stopped pretending.
The people in his own commune were shivering with hunger, while the people in Xiangyang Commune were all beaming with joy when they went out.
If they have the nerve to falsify production again, they will be slapped in the face.
Now they have also figured out that what is the point of pursuing advancement? It is far less important than ensuring that everyone lives a good life.
Just look at the people in Xiangyang Commune and you will understand.
Now, any family you pick out has food and money, and they all wish they were better off than the other commune directors.
The families who had married their daughters off there were also enjoying a good life. When they couldn't get enough, they'd just ask for food and never come back empty-handed. Last winter, they even started learning how to build vegetable greenhouses from their daughters who had married off.
The more Cui Honglin thought about it, the more impatient he became. He walked hurriedly, with hope in his eyes. He walked faster than Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing.
Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing had no choice but to rush to the Xiangyang Commune office again.
Yu Weimin looked at the letters in Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing's hands, then looked at the two high-spirited young men. He thought to himself.
His daughter was so anxious copying that she forgot to change the font. Fortunately, she doesn't usually write in public, otherwise it would have been exposed.
Is it appropriate for you, a girl born and raised in the countryside, to know so much?
Yu Weimin said firmly, "I know everyone in our commune. There are 6,300 people here, and no one has written anything like this. You should look elsewhere."
Zhou Cheng: "I heard that all the relocated households in the county are in the First Production Team. We want to go and ask around."
Yu Weimin: "What are you looking at? I work hard every day and am exhausted as a dog. How can I have time to write about this?"
"Besides, I know the strengths and weaknesses of our own people. The few doctors and international students we have haven't learned anything about this."
Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing came out of Xiangyang Commune, feeling a little frustrated. They had no idea what to do.
The two were walking aimlessly in the county when they heard a young man in front of them complaining to his mother.
"Mom, can we not be a worker-peasant-soldier college student?"
The middle-aged woman complained, "I told you not to go. If you leave, there will be one less person in our family, and we will have less to share."
The young man was filled with frustration. "I was hoping to see what universities outside of China are like and learn more. But I didn't expect the material there to be so simple. Even so, many of my classmates still couldn't understand, and the teacher had to accommodate the majority of students."
Middle-aged woman: "The village has gathered the best educational resources in the country. Who told you not to cherish them? What's the point of saying this now?"
"Besides, the village chief said at the beginning that studying in the village and studying abroad each have their own advantages, and you can't drop out halfway. Let's not talk about this anymore. You finally have a vacation, and you can't enjoy the benefits outside, right? Come on, I'll go home and make you some pancakes and stewed fish."
The young man's tone immediately brightened: "Mom, are we sharing fish again? I've been wanting this so badly."
Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing rubbed their ears.
Zhou Cheng pointed at the two and said, "Did I hear correctly? This rural mother and son are looking down on the workers, peasants and soldiers who are university students?"
"Aren't worker-peasant-soldier college graduates the hottest spots to snatch? Only the best people in each village can be recommended."
Miao Qing said uncertainly, "But from what they said, it seems like the people in their village aren't enthusiastic. Or even a little disgusted?"
Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Let's follow them and see which production team they are from."
As all journalists know, it is better to see something with your own eyes than to hear it from others.
The two followed the mother and son all the way.
After leaving the county town, there is a main road. I thought that when I turned into the village, there would be a two-meter dirt road, after all, other villages have the same configuration.
Unexpectedly, after a twists and turns, there was a brand new cement road three or four meters wide in front of me.
Zhou Cheng and Miao Qing both felt a sense of unreality when they stepped on the road.
Zhou Cheng: "How much does it cost to build such a long road?"
Miao Qing: "This isn't a matter of money. This much cement needs approval from the county, right?"
Of course, they needed support from the county. Their commune paid for it themselves, and Yu Weimin made a fuss at the county level, and it was successfully approved.
The mother and son who had just appeared disappeared in a moment.
There were no children playing around on the edge of the village, and the roads in the village seemed deserted.
Looking up, the layers of terraced fields on the distant hillside are green and spectacular.
Halfway up the mountain, patches of fruit trees were in full bloom, and the view from afar was breathtakingly beautiful.
Miao Qing couldn't wait to run to that sea of flowers and couldn't help but say, "It's like entering a paradise!"
The two continued to walk inside, and faint sounds were heard.
When I walked in, I found out it was a school. And it was a relatively large school.
There were originally only three houses, but now they have become three rows.
The open space in front of the first row was fenced off into a courtyard, and the children were playing happily in the courtyard. Two teachers watched carefully from both sides.
Miao Qing: "Is this a nursery?"
Zhou Cheng: “Looks like it!”
The two of them involuntarily walked towards the second row, and the sound of reading aloud came from inside.
"Open your mouth wide, ah, ah, ah! Ah, auntie's ah! The rooster crows, cock-a-doodle-doo..."
"The tortoise, though long-lived, has its end; the soaring serpent, riding the mist, will eventually turn to dust. The old horse, in the stable, still aspires to run a thousand miles; the martyr, in his old age, still has great ambitions..."
"King Hui of Liang said: 'I have devoted all my energy to the state. If disaster strikes in Henei, I will move the people to Hedong...'"
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Miao Qing: "Is this, elementary school? Junior high school? High school?"
Zhou Cheng's face was filled with disbelief. All the educated youth were now going to the countryside to work. And yet, the villagers had established a school like this? And such a comprehensive one!
The two were in shock and stopped in their tracks, but they heard fierce applause coming from the last row of houses.
Miao Qing and Zhou Cheng looked at each other and continued walking forward.
Now they were really eavesdropping. Two heads popped out from the rearmost window, clinging to the windowsill and trying hard to look inside.
Over the past year, the school has been expanding its faculty. For example, today, Zhou Qiming, a local resident, will be giving a lecture on international trade.
"Last class we talked about factory delivery, and everyone submitted papers with a very high accuracy rate. You've mastered the subject very well, and we deserve a pat on the back for that!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was applause.
Zhou Qiming continued, "Today, let's talk about another delivery method, called Delivery Alongside Ship..."
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