My 1979

Li He struggled for two nights and found no solution. He discussed it with two school teachers and finally said, "Let's divide it into fast and slow classes. We should at least train those who sincerely study."

A female school teacher said, "This is good, otherwise it will just be a swarm of swarms making noise, and some people who want to listen will not be able to listen."

A male teacher said, "This should have happened a long time ago. The past two days have been very uncomfortable. We will draw lots for who will teach the fast class and who will take the slow class."

The next day, Li He and two teachers selected some enterprising people to join the fast class. There were about forty people, which was quite gratifying.

After the classes were divided, the room where the farm tools were kept was tidied up again and reorganized to make it look presentable.

The classes were divided into fast and slow classes, and the teaching order was obviously much better, which was completely different from the past.

Although these adult students in the fast class have never been to school, they learn very quickly and feel hungry. Because they are hungry for culture, they have long recognized the characters from other channels, and most of them can write their own names.

It's just that everyone writes their names seriously in literacy textbooks. Although the fonts are a little crooked, the progress is obvious.

The literacy class has one lesson every night, and the requirement is to be able to read, write and use 3-5 words. This progress is relatively fast, because one night of study only lasts for more than an hour. Considering the winter weather, the time cannot be too long, otherwise it will be too cold to bear.

But all the students in the fast class achieved this requirement, and it exceeded Li He's imagination. This may be related to the fact that the textbook is written to suit adults' life experience and interests.

The adults' literacy learning is effective, especially their thirst for cultural spirit. Li He was a little emotional.

The students here also came from the village. Some of them were in poor conditions at home and did not have flashlights. A few women just tied up torches and walked home through the snow in the dark winter night.

As for backward elements like Li and his wife Wang Yulan, they were just hanging out in the slow class.

The window opposite Li He's podium had long been broken, and the cold wind was blowing hard at him. His legs were numb from the cold that night.

The next day, when I was about to find something to block the windows, I found that they had been stuffed with wheat straws in woven bags and were completely blocked.

There was only one girl sitting on the bench in the classroom, holding a book in her hand, and said to Li He with a smile, "Teacher Li, I have seen you suffering from the cold for a long time. You just came early and you were blocked."

Li He was not used to being called teacher by a group of older girls and younger wives, so he hurriedly said, "Don't call me teacher, I will be your temporary substitute for a few days. Just like them, just call me Erhe. You are not from Li Zhuang, are you?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why am I not from Li Zhuang? You don't even know me? No wonder, you have been studying outside. My father is He Laoxi."

"Recruiting a younger brother, looking forward to a younger brother? Which family?" Li He blurted out.

Naturally, I thought of this strange family and blurted out their names.

Lai Di, Zhao Di, Ling Di, Nian Di, Qiu Di, Lai Di, Zhao Di, Sheng Nan, Guan Nan, Ya Nan, Ruo Nan, Zhao again, Zhao again, small stop, stop. These names all have Chinese characteristics.

Preferring sons over daughters is actually a normal phenomenon in rural areas, and there is nothing strange about it. However, it is rare for Li and He to see the He Laoxi family like this in their lifetimes.

It was not He Laoxi himself who favored sons over daughters in the He Laoxi family, and he did not treat his three daughters badly. It was his wife who wanted to have a son. It is said that when He Laoxi's daughter-in-law, Zhao Chunfang, was so heartbroken that she wanted to die on the spot when she gave birth to her third daughter, Pandi.

When Zhao Chunfang was pregnant with her third child, she was so excited that she didn't sleep much for a few days, but she eventually gave birth to a daughter. As a result, her daughter became a transparent person in her eyes. Later, Zhao Chunfang threw her on the river embankment in the middle of the night. He Laoxi couldn't find the third daughter, so he anxiously searched for her again in the middle of the night.

He Laoxi himself was poor and already had three daughters. How could it be so easy to raise them? He said very firmly, "Fuck this child, our family won't have any more children. How can we live like this?"

How could Zhao Chunfang agree, "You are such a coward. If I can't give birth to a son, I'm sure people will laugh at me for not being able to live up to my expectations. Come up here quickly, you must be a brat this time."

"What if she is still a daughter?"

"It's impossible. This time, kid, the ability must be in you and not in me. It depends on how capable you are and how strong you are."

"Nonsense! The baby in your belly has nothing to do with us men."

He Laoxi didn't want to sleep in his mother-in-law's bed anymore. He ignored Zhao Chunfang's curses and just fell asleep every day.

Naturally, the more Zhao Chunfang scolded her, the more unpleasant she became. She forced her man to have sex with her every day and became a joke for miles around.

Li He has been working in other places since then. One time he came back and heard Wang Yulan's gossip. Zhao Chunfang was finally pregnant with a boy when she was almost fifty years old.

Zhao Chunfang was happy even if she was fined for overbirth. Today she would kill a rooster and tomorrow she would kill a pig's trotters. However, later on, this kid was cheating and was not very successful.

Li He and Wang Yulan sighed, "How can there be such a person in life? I'm crazy."

Old Mrs. Wang Yulan rolled her eyes, "Yes! Why not? It's just that your life is so good that you don't think so!"

What made Li He sigh the most was that none of the three daughters of He Laoxi's family were simple.

The three girls seemed to be born to do business. Relying on an old sampan boat to haul coal and sand from both sides of the river, they developed into famous shipping bosses on both sides of the Huaihe River, with 178 cargo ships and 100 trucks. There are flour mills, kilns, and cotton factories. They are completely prosperous, and their foundation is better than that of Li He.

But the eldest girl was a poor person and never married.

So many people later lamented that the He Laoxi family's luck in the first half of their lives was ruined.

Li He looked at the girl in front of him. He didn't know whether she was the eldest or the second. She had big black braids, wheat-colored complexion, and very attractive features, but she was too thin and wore very thin clothes in winter, so he asked, "Who are you?" Who are you? Aren't you cold in such thin clothes?"

The little girl smiled heartily and said, "It's not cold. Isn't it always like this before? I have long been used to it. I am the boss, and I am He Zhaodi."

"Have you never been to school before? I feel like you know a lot of words."

The little girl chuckled and said, "Li Erhe, you forget that I am the same age as you. I am your classmate, but I only went to the first grade and have not been there since. When you were young, everyone called you a fool because you were ignorant. .”

Li He almost forgot this nickname. Because Li Zhaokun was called Erluzi and he was the second eldest son in the family, he got the nickname Erluzi.

However, he had no memory of his classmate Li Zhaodi, not to mention that they only studied together for one year.

"I'm sorry, I really have no memory at all. I was probably too young at that time."

At this time, someone was talking at the door, stamping their feet on the ground, shaking their bodies vigorously to shake off the snow on their bodies.

Many people began to enter the classroom one after another.