Looking at those blazing eyes, Lin Nianhe suddenly had the urge to start a class on success.
After a moment of confusion, she quickly shook her head and threw this evil thought out of her mind.
Young comrades who have never experienced the baptism of a large number of chicken soup articles were inspired by Lin Nianhe's words. They were stunned for a while, and then tears filled their eyes.
The first person to break the silence was Wang Dong. He stood up from the table and went back to the room to take out his small bamboo pole.
Wang Dong held the bamboo pole in one hand, veins popping out on the back of his hand. Facing the scorching midday sun, he waved his arms and raised the small bamboo pole high:
"Today I have the long tassel in my hand, when will I tie the blue dragon?"
His face, which was slightly red with excitement, was full of perseverance and covered with the golden light of the scorching sun, like a general about to go on an expedition.
Lin Nianhe couldn't remember who first agreed with him. She only remembered that at noon that day, the educated youth's comments changed from homesickness to anger. In the end, there was only one sentence that could not be dissipated for a long time -
"ten thousand years is too long, fight for now!"
Lin Nianhe remembered that the story seemed to begin with her making a bowl of chicken soup.
The end of the story is that Principal Wu came to find them for a meeting in the commune.
"I heard you talking from so far away. Are you studying the spirit of quotations in a group?" Principal Wu came in with a smile, looked at the young faces with tears in their eyes, and said, "Should we go here first today? Teachers are cleaning up. Pack up and get ready to follow me, we have to go to the commune."
Their village primary school had just been completed, and it was the only school built through donations in Lan County. The leaders of the commune felt that it was necessary to gather the young teachers for a meeting before the start of the school year.
Li Dahe also knew the news, but he didn't mention it to Lin Nianhe because he thought Lin Nianhe knew about it.
Because of Lin Nianhe's words in the morning, Li Dahe specially asked Uncle Guan to drive the ox cart to take them to the commune - he was also afraid that the ox cart would overturn again, and it would be fine if a few kids fell, but Principal Wu's body couldn't withstand the torment.
Principal Wu came here early on purpose. She sent Niu Wa to Wang Hong's house first and asked Wang Xixi to look after her for a while. She wanted to say a few words to the teachers in advance, but seeing how excited they all were, she felt that she didn't need to give any more instructions.
"Nianhe, why are you crying?" Principal Wu was a little confused, "I never saw you so moved when I was studying the spirit of quotations before."
Lin Nianhe wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, his expression was indescribably complicated: "Principal, you don't understand... I just regret not bringing the camera back from home to take pictures of the excitement of the comrades..."
Then, when they are thirty or forty years old, take them out.
If done properly, this cherished image should ensure that she has enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
Especially Wang Dong who bound the Canglong.
It's a pity she couldn't take the photo.
She has a dozen complete sets of Hasselblad cameras and lenses in her space, but she can’t take them out.
Her heart is colder than the solidified water of Mudanjiang River.
Of course, Principal Wu didn't understand her little thoughts, and he patted her shoulder distressedly to comfort her: "It's okay, these scenes will stay in your memories forever, inspiring you to move forward..."
Lin Nianhe looked at his comrades who were still looking fiercely, and consciously did not tell his true thoughts to avoid being attacked by a group.
The people in the front yard were busy grabbing food. Wen Lan and Wang Shumei went back to change clothes. Only Lin Nianhe was squatting at the door of the front yard, feeling sad and thinking - she seemed to have forgotten something again.
"Sister-in-law...Teacher Lin!"
Seeing Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian again, Lin Nianhe remembered what he had forgotten.
She waved to them, and when they walked in, she took out twenty yuan and some tickets from her pocket and handed them over: "I will go to the commune for a meeting in the afternoon. You can help me go to the town to buy some rice, flour, grain, oil, eggs, and meat." If you have any cans or cans, buy some, as well as candles, work gloves and straw hats.”
Wu Genmao listened very carefully, muttering to himself while listening.
"After you buy them, you can send these things to the educated youth point of the Victory Brigade," Lin Nianhe continued, "Your brigade has a new educated youth named Xie Yufei today. Give him all these."
Before Wu Genmao could say anything, Cao Shijian became more energetic: "Sister-in-law, is that your date?"
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
Cao Shijian had an "I understand very well" expression on his face: "Should I buy him two pairs of underpants?"
Lin Nianhe: "...!"
Cao Shijian continued: "I heard from my third brother that my sister-in-law loves to make pants for my eldest brother, and he is always happy every time he wears new pants."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
This... this... I suddenly wanted to find a small, deserted corner and let Cao Shijian explain it in detail.
She shook her head, glared at Cao Shijian and said, "Don't think blindly. It's because I'm a child. If I talk nonsense again, I'll ask Teacher Wen to sew your mouth shut."
She thought for a while and then added: "He is going to the countryside in your brigade. If you can help, you can help him."
Cao Da understood and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely keep an eye on you!"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Her hands really wanted to shoot something.
Without any effort on her part, Wu Genmao kicked Cao Shijian aside.
Wu Genmao chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Lin. We will go buy something and deliver it to you right away... You don't have to worry about it. The captain is Jian's second uncle. It's just a matter of words."
Lin Nianhe looked at Wu Genmao, who was relatively reliable, and nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work... Keep two yuan of the money for each of you, and use the rest to buy things for him."
"Okay!" Wu Genmao became even more excited.
In the past, when I was working with my eldest brother, I couldn't make even one or two yuan a month, but now I can make seven yuan in a few days.
While they were talking, Uncle Guan drove the bullock cart slowly over.
Lin Nianhe threw his bicycle key to Wu Genmao: "You guys go and ride your bike. Just bring the bike back to me tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay."
Wu Genmao dragged Cao Shijian, happily went to the backyard to get his bicycle, and rode away.
On the way, Cao Shijian rubbed his lower back and grinned in pain: "Mao'er, are you sick? Why are you kicking me?"
Wu Genmao pedaled hard and said without looking back: "You are Biao. How old is my sister-in-law? Are you talking to her about these nonsense? You have made my sister-in-law anxious. Tell me later and tell your brother, won't he kill you?"
Cao Shijian finally remembered the day he first met Lin Nianhe.
He shuddered and touched his neck: "What, what about her man? Can we take care of her?"
"Nonsense!" Wu Genmao couldn't hold back, stopped the car, turned around and gave Cao Shijian a pestle, "Go back and tell your second uncle quickly, don't even think about pushing Cao Dayue through, otherwise we will be in trouble. !”
Cao Shijian was a bit enthusiastic about gossip about men and women, and he figured out the horror of it without thinking too much.
He raised his hand and strangled Wu Genmao's neck: "Hurry up, let's go back to the brigade first. My second uncle must have already taken action on any man that my sister-in-law can like!"
"Ah? As for that?"
"Hurry, hurry! I don't know what kind of conduct my second uncle is? If we keep grinding for a while, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law's innocence will be ruined!"
Cao Shijian was really right this time.
At this moment, there was a girl standing in front of Mr. Xie, shyly and timidly... handing over a big bowl.
(End of chapter)
