Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Zhou Fengchu patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, Xiaoyun, you are a man, why did you become a little girl? Only little girls can cry delicately, and no matter how much you coax them, they can't be coaxed!"

"Sister!" Xibao suddenly thought of Fubao.

Father Lu touched the top of his grandson's head and said to Zhao Xiaoyun: "Xiaoyun, help your grandfather Zhou into the house for dinner. The busy farming season is just around the corner. Our team has a lot of work. We won't be idle for a while. After dinner, we will You have to work, but if you don’t eat, how can you have the strength to work?”

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

"If you don't work, people will be suspicious. There are people with bad intentions in the Wanglou Brigade." Guancheng thought of Wang Xinlai's family, which made everyone feel like they were in trouble. "My uncle and grandpa often ask me to lead this group of elderly people to work." "Don't worry, I will try my best to arrange some easy work for Grandpa Zhou so that his injury will not worsen."

After Zhao Xiaoyun heard this, he immediately bowed to Guancheng.

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

"Brother, don't say any kind words, it's time to eat, hurry up and eat!" Guancheng took out the baked scallion pancakes and a jar of dried sweet potato porridge, "Xibao, it's time to eat, your favorite scallion pancakes. "

"Thank you, Brother Acheng!"

After dinner, Wang Zhengguo asked Guancheng to lead this group of old people to work. There were more than 20 old people, which was very spectacular.

Although they are kind-hearted, their crimes are conclusive, and most men and women under middle age still avoid them for fear of getting into trouble, so they pull curious children away in a hurry.

Zhao Xiaoyun felt particularly uncomfortable, his eye circles were very red, and he didn’t dare to shed tears even as he followed behind.

"When you come to our place, just thank God in your heart!" Lu Tianzhi whispered, "It's so scary outside. I went out for a walk and came back and realized that our Wanglou Brigade is a paradise." The past of being treated harshly when I was a child is long gone. Forgotten by him.

"What is a paradise?" Zhao Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Tianzhi almost choked on his own saliva and glared: "Have you never read Tao Yuanming's "The Peach Blossom Spring"?"

Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, "I have only memorized the Qinyuan Chun fortune teller."

Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuanming? Isn’t that old culture? It no longer appears in textbooks.

"Okay, okay, you can do it. It's like we haven't memorized it before. I still have this!" Lu Tianzhi took out a red notebook from his pocket, "Everyone has a copy. Do you have it?"

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

Zhao Xiaoyun soon discovered that almost everyone in the Wanglou Brigade had the same red notebook.

"There must be someone who is illiterate, right?" Zhao Xiaoyun pulled Lu Tianzhi and asked.

The answer was Guan Yu, "You should say that apart from young people who have gone to school, there are not many literate old people except those from the Lu family! So what if they are literate or not? The passion for learning is the most important. After the new version is published, Although the price was not high and most ordinary people could afford it, my uncle and aunt still asked my grandpa to buy a batch of them and give each person a copy. "

Even though it was not expensive, everyone remembered the favor when they accepted it calmly.

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

The good thinking of their Wanglou brigade is reflected in the red notebooks they have in hand. Even the illiterate old people can remember a few sentences by themselves after listening to others read them many times, and go out to show off with high spirits. Comparing myself with the production teams around me who were mostly illiterate and didn't have many red books, I instantly felt that I was very powerful.