Reborn in 1977

Seeing Zhang Cuie's face full of dismay, Chen Fan didn't just criticize her. Instead, he said, "How about this? I have a suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"

Zhang Cuie looked up at him, her face still dejected, "Oh."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Whether it's studying veterinary medicine, or being an accountant, nurse, doctor, or any other profession, education is the foundation. If you don't learn cultural knowledge well, you won't even understand Mr. Li's books. Do you agree with this?"

Zhang Cuie tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously, saying earnestly, "I agree."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded with a smile, "It's good that you agree."

After a pause, he continued, "Although you got a high score on the exam, maybe even the highest score in Lujiawan, that's just a primary school graduation exam paper. If it were a junior high school entrance exam, the difficulty would be even higher. How many points could you get then?"

Without waiting for Zhang Cuie to speak, he finished his words in one breath, "Even if you can pass the junior high school entrance exam, there are still junior high school and high school studies to come. Why is it that Nanhugongshe is so big, but there are so few excellent veterinarians?

That's because a lot of the content in veterinary books is knowledge from high school, even college. If your cultural foundation isn't solid enough, even if you can study veterinary medicine and get a veterinary certificate, you'll just be a rural veterinarian, no different from the others.

Perhaps it can fulfill your wish of not having to farm for the rest of your life and becoming a production team cadre, but you still can't escape dealing with the countryside."

Chen Fan gasped for breath, seeing Zhang Cuie's eyes blank, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

Well, he was still talking too far ahead, beyond this little girl's imagination.

He picked up the water bottle and took a sip, then said directly, "My suggestion is that you are still young, only 14 years old, so why not learn more basic cultural knowledge? If you can persist in studying the textbooks for junior high school and high school, then, if you still want to learn a craft, I will definitely teach you one. What do you think?"

Seeing Zhang Cuie's eyes gradually brighten, Chen Fan smiled and said, "I don't just have veterinary medicine here."

Saying that, he patted the radio, "See? Electrical repair. As long as you can finish the high school courses, if you want to learn, I can teach you. Being a radio operator is much better than being a veterinarian, right?"

Zhang Cuie's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Chen Fan chuckled and said, "It's still that saying, everything is negotiable after you finish the high school courses."

He was secretly laughing in his heart. If she could really finish the high school courses, then the college entrance examination would have already been restored. Compared with going to a technical secondary school or university, what was a mere radio operator?

This trick is called "delay"!

Zhang Cuie nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

After a pause, she squeezed her facial features together, making her face appear even smaller, "But, Teacher Chen, I don't have junior high school textbooks, and I don't have a teacher to ask for help."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, "I can still learn primary school on my own, but I went to Nanhuzhongxue for junior high school, and I couldn't understand anything I heard."

The implication was that if she couldn't even understand what she heard, let alone read and learn on her own.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, I have junior high school textbooks there. I'll bring them to you later, and you can return them to me after you've copied them. Look at the textbooks yourself first, learn as much as you can, and if you really can't learn it, you can come and ask me."

Hearing this, Zhang Cuie jumped up happily, then bowed deeply, "Thank you, Teacher Chen."

Chen Fan waved his hand with a smile, "If there's nothing else, go back first. I'll bring you the first-year junior high school textbooks this afternoon."

Zhang Cuie bowed again, "Thank you."

Only then did she leave, hopping and skipping.

Chen Fan shook his head with a smile. She laughed when she was happy and cried when she was unhappy. She really was a child.

Anyway, he had a lot of free time. Taking some time every day to give Zhang Cuie some guidance wouldn't take much effort.

What if other people also wanted to learn?

Simple, he would let Zhang Cuie teach. Whoever could surpass Zhang Cuie would be qualified to receive his guidance. In short, he would only teach one person. Whoever fell behind could only blame themselves for not working hard, and couldn't blame him.

If he didn't set some rules, they would really think he was a living Bodhisattva, answering every request?!

Moreover, in this way, he could also block the possibility of other people asking him to teach them skills. No matter who it was, they had to learn cultural knowledge well first.

He was afraid that by the time they had learned the basics of cultural knowledge, people would no longer look up to him.

But it wouldn't affect their gratitude to him.

… …

Chen Fan was calculating meticulously, leisurely running back to the educated youth spot.

Without hurrying to eat, he took the shovel and two bamboo baskets and went to the back to open the kiln and take out the charcoal.

Completely uncovering the mud on top of the earthen kiln, the black charcoal inside was immediately revealed.

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth stretched behind his ears, "Hey, it actually really burned?!"

Immediately, he began a great harvest, cutting off the long pieces of charcoal one by one with the shovel, and then picking them up into the bamboo baskets.

This earthen pit was not small, and it took a full three loads to empty it all.

Putting all the charcoal into the room near the kitchen, Chen Fan went to the wooden board by the wall, picked up a few clay blanks, put them in the bamboo basket, and prepared to carry them to the back for firing.

Seeing this, Jiang Lili couldn't help but ask curiously, "Didn't you say you still have to wait for the glazing?"

Chen Fan stopped, turned his head, and said with a smile, "Things like bowls, dishes, pots, and kettles need to be glazed. These are coal stoves, charcoal stoves, and braziers. After this batch is fired, we can also have a fire."

It was also pitiful to say that it was so cold, especially at night, when the temperature was below zero. The room wasn't much warmer than outside, at most there was no wind, but there wasn't even a stove. They relied entirely on straw and quilts to keep warm, so Chen Fan needed great courage to go to bed and get up every night.

After these things were fired, he could burn charcoal stoves in the room in the future.

Of course, not to burn charcoal to poison himself.

Chen Fan had already designed it. The coal stove he made had an outlet that could be connected to a bamboo pipe to lead the gas out of the house, minimizing the impact of the gas.

This kind of low-temperature pottery didn't need too long. The kiln was sealed at noon, and when he came back from work in the afternoon, the things would be fired.

However, he didn't immediately use it for himself and Jiang Lili. Instead, he chose the room in the middle of himself and Jiang Lili to do the experiment. He put the coal stove at the door, connected a few sections of bamboo pipe, and opened a small hole in the window at a long distance, extending the bamboo pipe out and sealing the surrounding area with paper.

Afterwards, he grabbed a few chicks from the chicken coop, put them in a bamboo basket, and carried them into this room.

After an overnight experiment, he opened the door the next morning. The chicks were still alive and kicking, and there was no smell of gas in the room. He officially announced the success of the experiment.

Then he installed one in his and Jiang Lili's rooms. With this thing, it was indeed much warmer at night.

Moreover, if you put a kettle on the coal stove, you would have hot water to use when you got up the next morning. If you wanted to drink boiled water, you could open the stove door and the water would boil quickly.

The quality of life was greatly improved!

Unfortunately, no matter how high the quality of life was, he still had to go to work on New Year's Eve.

… …

February 17, New Year's Eve, Thursday.

Chen Fan, like the previous few days, turned on the radio. The loudspeaker was playing news and the voices of county leaders speaking. Then he went to teach the students in the veterinary class.

In fact, there wasn't much to talk about now. He just stayed there, watching them recite.

He didn't even need to watch them. The students' attitude towards learning was really good.

Well, if it wasn't good, they would be beaten when they got home, the kind that would leave their skin torn and flesh split.

This was not like going to school. In school, everyone knew there was no future. Even if they graduated from junior high school, they couldn't go to a technical secondary school, enter a factory, or become a cadre. Naturally, no one paid attention.

But now this training class was a visible and tangible "rural veterinarian." As long as they could work hard, it would be 3,650 ironclad work points a year. Who would dare not work hard?

So he just needed to sit in front, and when a student encountered a problem, he would help them solve it.

When class was over, Chen Fan exchanged New Year's greetings with these students of similar age, then went back to the broadcasting room to turn off the machine, took his things, and left.

Unknowingly, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.

The last heavy snow hadn't completely melted, and now another heavy snow was coming, and the ground was soon covered with a layer of white, which complemented the festive atmosphere of today.

Chen Fan patted his cloth bag, his face full of smug smiles.

Inside were the fireworks and firecrackers he had asked Zhang Wenliang to buy back from the commune. Tonight, he could have a good time setting them off.

How long had it been since he had set off fireworks? Twenty years, or even longer?

Just as Chen Fan was letting his thoughts fly, a series of bird calls came from far and near.

Chen Fan immediately looked up, then raised his left arm. The Eurasian hobby, which worked hard outside every day, accurately landed on his arm.

Looking at the Eurasian hobby, Chen Fan smiled and said, "What did you get today?"

The Eurasian hobby moved its head, "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp."

Hearing its words, Chen Fan frowned, "A person lying on the road? Where?"

Today was New Year's Eve, and almost everyone was at home preparing New Year's Eve dinner. Even if they went out, they would only move within the team. How could someone be lying on the road outside?

The Eurasian hobby chirped twice more, suddenly flapped its wings and flew high, circling over his head twice, and flew into the distance. Chen Fan quickly chased after it.

After a while, along the "main road" of Lujiawan, running in the direction of the commune, Chen Fan saw a figure lying on the ground.

He quickened his pace and ran over, not immediately helping the person up.

It wasn't that he was afraid of "not being able to afford to help," but that some patients couldn't be moved casually.

He hadn't read the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" for nothing. Although he hadn't been able to activate the doctor's skills, he still knew some of the most basic medical knowledge.

First, he observed. This was a woman. The whole person was lying on the ground, and he couldn't see her face clearly. She was carrying a black travel bag in her hand. The direction she fell was towards Lujiawan. It seemed that she was walking in from the outside.

Then he turned her over, and just as he was about to turn over her eyelids, his eyes suddenly froze, "Jiang Lili?"

Then he quickly denied it.

No, it wasn't Jiang Lili, but a woman who looked very similar to her.

Chen Fan suddenly remembered that Jiang Lili also had an older sister. It seemed that it was her.