After the meeting, the folks of Shili Brigade lived the busiest time in their spare time.
One of them is, of course, busy building a primary school.
Li Dahe set aside a piece of land between the brigade headquarters and the grain drying field, and planned to build eight rooms: five classrooms, two teachers' offices, and a teacher's dormitory.
He and Accountant Zhao picked this place after thinking about it for a long time. It is not the smoothest and easiest place to build a house, but it is the one with the most people coming and going.
In this way, there is no need to worry about bad guys coming to the school to snatch the children.
Although they also feel that no one wants those monkey cubs who give away their money for free.
After clearing the land, the old village house-builder led the strong young men to start building houses in a lively manner. Uncle Li also started to make tables, chairs and benches. There were sawdust flying in his yard, and he was planing wood and hammering nails all day long.
The second major thing in the brigade was mainly done by the aunts.
They were working very hard to make up "lies" about Miao Hongqi, trying their best to create an atmosphere that there was an educated youth named Miao Hongqi in the Shili Brigade four years ago, and even made up a few things that Miao Hongqi had done.
Then talk about it and remind each other every day.
Although everyone thought that the old shrew of the Miao family would never come again, they still thought about it every day. They thought about it when they were pulling weeds, watering the ground, and catching insects.
Even the cemetery has been built and there is a monument.
The folks are busy, and the educated youths have not been idle recently.
Miao Hongqi's health is getting better, and the number of people taking care of her every day has been reduced from two to one. As for the female educated youth, it has been quite a while since they have been working at full capacity.
But their work points have not fallen behind.
The male educated youth divided up the work of the absentee.
No one took the lead in this matter, but Sun Guanghui silently pulled a handful of grass in Miao Hongqi's mission area.
Then, others came.
The men in the educated youth center are indeed just wood. After working for three days, Wang Shumei finally reminded me that I should report to the squad leader...
The team leader and the scorekeeper carefully inspected the mission areas of the previous few days and made up the work points to Miao Hongqi and the absent female educated youth.
What they did impressed the aunts with admiration. In the past, the aunts said that they were boring gourds, but now——
"Look, here are the seven wooden lumps."
The Mu Qi brothers still played a leading role, and the boys in the village would come to help when they had nothing to do. Even Zhao Zhuangshi was scolded and driven by Uncle Guan, so he came to work on two ridges of land every day.
On the summer solstice, it rained. This made the villagers breathe a sigh of relief. There was no shortage of water during the summer solstice rains, and the farmers who depended on the weather were no longer panicked.
"Hezi, are you going to pick mushrooms tomorrow?"
Beside the kang table, Wen Lan raised her head from the math problem and looked at the rain curtain with despair.
tell them--
"There aren't many teachers in the commune, so they sent down a principal. It mainly depends on you educated youth to shoulder the burden. A total of six private teachers will be recruited. After the school has passed your exam, the one with the highest score will be admitted."
The salary of private teachers is not as good as that of public teachers, with a monthly subsidy of five yuan, but they can count their work points, which is ten work points per day!
In fact, in this era, rural education is basically supported by private teachers, and educated youth account for more than 50% of the private teachers.
Everyone in the educated youth spot has been reading like crazy lately, and even Comrade Iron Hammer in the health center was stuffed with a set of textbooks by Lin Nianhe.
For work points and subsidies, the involution competition officially kicked off.
Lin Nianhe was sitting on a chair, holding a book of quotations, looking through it as if casually, but in fact his brain was running at high speed and he was reciting it crazily.
It was only when she was reviewing in a group that she realized her biggest problem in learning——
She only knew a few familiar quotes from great men.
And almost everyone else knows it from memory.
This was a big deal, so Lin Nianhe could only seize the time to recite it as quickly as possible.
But she didn't dare to admit that she couldn't memorize it, so she could only act calm and calm.
After all, in this day and age, those who don’t know quotations are the outliers.
Lin Nianhe finished reciting a paragraph, and then answered Wen Lan's words: "I'm not going, I'm reading."
"Huh?" Wen Lan has already learned so much that his head is about to explode. "No, it's raining. There will be a lot of mushrooms on the mountain tomorrow. Let's go get some and bring them back to improve the food."
As she spoke, she slapped Wang Shumei on the thigh: "Meizi, do you think so?"
Wang Shumei was agitated, the pencil in her hand fell on the kang, and the tip of the pen broke.
She picked up the pencil, looked at the shortened tip with distress, and turned around to glare at Wen Lan fiercely.
Wen Lan held her chin in one hand and looked at the rain, completely unaware of Wang Shumei's sadness.
In Sister Lan's eyes, even the fist that greeted her could not be considered a threat.
Lin Nianhe silently finished reciting a quotation, put down the book, stood up, stretched and walked to the window.
The green mountains in the distance were covered with a layer of veil, and they were hazy and unreal, like an invisible barrier locking the countryside.
She drank from the enamel basin and stood there for a long time without moving.
Wang Shumei was interrupted from her train of thought and asked her casually: "Nianhe, what are you thinking about?"
"I wonder... how many children will be able to walk out of the mountains in the future."
Lin Nianhe was in a state of ecstasy, and he accidentally spoke out what was in his heart.
Wen Lan glanced at her: "Leave? Why are you going out? You still have to write a letter of introduction, how troublesome it is!"
That look in her eyes said: Melon woman.
"Cough cough cough..."
Lin Nianhe choked.
She rolled her eyes at Wen Lan and returned to the chair to sit down.
"Hey, are you serious," Wen Lan asked again, "Are you going to pick mushrooms tomorrow?"
Lin Nianhe: "No!"
Wang Shumei: "No!"
Wen Lan clicked her tongue: "What are you two doing..."
Lin Nianhe put down the book and raised a smile towards Wen Lan: "Sister Lan, how did you do the math problems? Don't say I didn't remind you. If you become a teacher, two months of subsidies will be enough for you to go home during the New Year... "
Sister Lan was so inspired that she no longer wanted to pick mushrooms.
Sister Lan plunged into the ocean of mathematics again, and the world became pure.
The world was quiet for ten minutes, and Aunt Li came.
She originally wanted to go directly to the backyard, but when passing by the front yard, she saw Lin Nianhe through the window.
She walked right in and said with a smile, "Hey, you girls are reading a book. I'm unlucky to be here."
"It's okay," Lin Nianhe stood up and offered his seat to Aunt Li, "Auntie, please sit down."
As she spoke, she was about to pour water for Aunt Li.
Aunt Li stopped her and said with some embarrassment: "Well, Girl Lin, I'm here to ask you something."
"Aunt Li," Lin Nianhe frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "We are so familiar with each other, what big thing is it worth your asking for? Tell me, I will do it if I can."
Her voice was soft and waxy, which was soothing to listen to.
Aunt Li smiled so hard that she narrowed her eyes: "Okay, I won't be polite to you either - isn't your little Shan brother getting married soon? I can't even move the money. Look, you have a lot of money." No? Can you lend me five feet first?"
Aunt Li hurriedly added: "When the pigs are killed during the Chinese New Year and the votes are divided, I will return them to you."
Lin Nianhe heard that he didn't borrow much, so he agreed: "Okay, Aunt Li, please sit down for a while and I'll get it."
She stood up as she spoke, and without noticing for a moment, her sleeve scraped against the nails on the edge of the table.
With a "stab" sound, a smiling face appeared on the clean white shirt.
(End of chapter)
