Winner in life

Seeing this sentence means that the purchase ratio is not enough. Although Li Dashui always likes to think about things, and sometimes what he says always makes people laugh or cry, he is really reliable. Seeing that Rui He was really troubled, he gave Rui He serious advice: "I don't understand this. But you can ask someone who knows, any of the dozen educated youths in the village can solve the problem for you."

Those educated youth...

Rui He was a little timid: "I have no friendship with them."

"If you don't have friendship, then you should be friends first. If you give me some fried peanuts, some sweet potatoes, and some vegetables, wouldn't there be friendship? Once you give the things away, and then mention your request, there will be few people who will disagree."

"You're right, you're smart."

"Remember, if you really disagree, you have to take the things back and don't waste them."

Ruihe packed up his things and went directly to the resettlement site for educated youth. The resettlement site for educated youth in the village is in the Laoye Temple. In the early years, the Laoye Temple was destroyed because of the destruction of the Four Old Temples. Later, the educated youths and the village cadres cleaned up the Laoye Temple and made partitions for the educated youths. Now they live there. Eleven educated youths were recruited, including Ruihe’s target this time: Xu Caiheng, who teaches in a village primary school.

He thought that Xu Caiheng was a primary school teacher and could teach him more than enough. He not only brought pastries and fried peanuts, but also two and a half dollars. Now the tuition fee for one semester of fifth grade in elementary school is two yuan and fifty cents. Of course, if Xu Caiheng is not satisfied and thinks it is too little, he can add more.

In fact, Xu Caiheng accepted it easily. Seeing that Rui He had an honest face and simple eyes, and that he was not a bad-tempered person, he was half convinced. After taking the two yuan and fifty cents and cakes and other gifts, he immediately agreed: "It's good that you want to study. In this way, the village primary school will start on the 20th of the first month. Before that, I can teach you every day. Just follow the school schedule." I’ll do it after school. When school starts, I’ll only be free on Saturdays and Sundays. Then we can continue until the summer vacation, do you think it’s okay?”

Rui He nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll listen to you. I already have the textbooks, when will we start?"

Xu Caiheng said: "We can start in the afternoon, but it is not convenient here for educated youth. Is it convenient at your home?"

"I just live alone, it's convenient!"

So the two made an appointment to start class in the afternoon, and Xu Caiheng would arrive at 1:30.

After Ruihe left, the educated youths in the educated youth area began to ask Xu Caiheng: "What did he do to you? Are you friends?" A female educated youth also said casually: "I thought he was here to find Lu Peiyin." Don’t talk nonsense, Meishu…”

The Laoye Temple is divided into twelve compartments, with five women and seven men. Female educated youths live in the right compartment, and male educated youths live in the left compartment. Ruihe arrived at about ten o'clock in the morning, which is when the most people are gathered. Xu Caiheng locked the pastries in the small cabinet beside the bed. The compartment was so small that there was really no room for anything except a bed, a table and a cabinet. Seeing people crowding around the door of his cubicle, he smiled good-naturedly and said, "Didn't you all hear it? Why are you still asking me?"

"Oh, it turns out that working in a factory makes more money than working in the fields. I heard that Zhang Xiaoshan worked hard. Before, the bamboo factory was so busy with orders that it required twelve bamboo baskets or six sets of bread bowls to be made a day. Later, the order was completed. , he still does so much every day, and the people in the same group say that they can’t do it anymore, but he can still continue to do it on his own, tsk tsk tsk, he is working harder than an old scalper at such a young age!”

"How can you earn so much wages if you don't work hard? It's more than forty dollars a month. Cai Heng, your salary is only nineteen yuan, right?"

There was chattering in his ears, and the words of some educated youth were a bit unpleasant, but Xu Caiheng still smiled and held the door as if he was about to go out: "I'm going to the school office to get something. Everyone who is celebrating the New Year should go out and have fun. I heard there is a quiz in the afternoon at Shaiguchang."

A male educated youth grabbed Xu Caiheng and said, "Hey, don't leave yet, let's talk about it later! Do you really agree to teach him? Then you don't even have time to rest? How tired you are!"

"Why are you tired? Zhang Xiaoshan seems to be a good-tempered person who shouldn't be difficult to get along with. I just sit and give him lectures without feeling tired at all." Xu Caiheng squeezed the person away, turned around and locked the door, and turned around with a smile. : "Okay, I really have something to do. I have collected everyone's things. I must prepare lessons well and teach people well. Let's talk when I come back!" After that, he left.

"He is not the only high school student among our educated youth. Why does Zhang Xiaoshan look for Xu Caiheng when he is looking for him?"

"What's so sour about this? Cai Heng has taught primary school for several years and has rich experience."

"Who's upset? I'll just tell you..."

The educated youth spot was rippled by Ruihe's visit. People from all over the country know about the large batches of foreign orders placed by the Bamboo Factory in the past few years. It’s just that the Bamboo Factory is located in Shangmei Village, and there is a large bamboo forest in Shangmei Village. This allows the people in this village to enjoy the greatest benefits. People from the production brigade have to wait in line behind people from Shangmei Village to apply for jobs. During those months, bundles of bamboo were transported into the factory, and carts of woven products were transported by ox carts to the main factory in the city. Each cart was filled with money. When an acquaintance released the salary information, it caused even more uproar.

Although Zhang Xiaoshan doesn't like to talk, many people see his hard-working attitude, and they can calculate how much the other person earns in a month with a simple calculation. In the 1970s, the average worker's salary was only ten or twenty yuan, and those in the bamboo factory who earned forty yuan a month stood out. I am so envious of this person!

"Peiyin, don't you and Zhang Xiaoshan work in the same factory? Why didn't he ask you to make up lessons?"

Lu Peiyin paused in knitting, then raised his head and showed a sweet smile: "It's from a factory, but I'm making bamboo mats, so I'm not familiar with it." He frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a frown between his eyebrows. "I am also a worker in a bamboo factory, but I am much worse. I only make more than ten yuan a month. Zhang Xiaoshan is really a good comrade worthy of respect and learning."

Rui He didn't know about the conversation that took place in the educated youth spot after he left. He ran home briskly to make preparations, clean up, boil hot water to make brown sugar water, and then took out all the paper, pens, and textbook notes. Before twelve o'clock, he had eaten, washed the dishes, sat and read, waiting for Xu Caiheng.

Xu Caiheng arrived at 1:20 p.m. As expected of someone with several years of teaching experience, he teaches mathematics and Chinese in the fourth and fifth grades of the village primary school, but he can also teach the second and third grades. According to Ruihe's request, Xu Caiheng set down the teaching tasks of Chinese, mathematics and politics. In order to formulate a more detailed teaching plan, he brought many papers, saying that they were all the school's final examination papers and wanted to give Ruihe a thorough understanding.

Rui He first did the first grade and then the second grade. Xu Caiheng watched him do it. Slowly, he got an idea in his mind and took a pen to write and draw in his notes. The novel and unsettling experience of being guarded while filling out the paper and writing the paper for the first time made Ruihe's hand holding the pen tremble.

"Stop, you're holding the pen wrong."

After correcting his pen-holding posture, Ruihe became even more nervous, and his forehead was covered with sweat in the winter. Xu Caiheng said quickly: "Don't be nervous. I'm just looking to see where your level is and where you are lacking. Just do the papers with a calm mind."

After finishing writing, Rui He felt as if he had run for several miles and was so tired that he could not even lift his hands and feet. Xu Caiheng put away the papers and stood up: "I will help you read it tonight, and the formal class will start tomorrow. I just watched you do the questions briefly, and I probably know where you need to make up. You should prepare your math textbook first, for second graders."

"Okay." Ruihe sent Xu Caiheng away, still feeling uneasy, so he went to find Li Dashui. The sun was about to set, but Li Dashui hadn't come back yet. Ruihe sat under the banyan tree and waited for him. The children were playing and playing games, and his heart settled as he watched them.

"I don't know anything, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at. Mr. Xu seems to be a good person. I can definitely learn it." Rui He whispered, rubbing his face, and his energy returned.

"Hi Xiaoshan!"

He looked up and saw Li Dashui appearing at the entrance of the alley, waving to him excitedly. He smiled and waved hurriedly: "Are you back? Sister Damei said you went to Xialu Commune, was it fun?"

Li Dashui said goodbye to his companions and ran over quickly, put the basket on his back and said panting: "It's fun! Look, I picked so many oranges!" He opened the lid of the bamboo basket, revealing the golden and green oranges inside. Just looking at Ruihe made him feel saliva dripping from his mouth.

"Where did you pick it?"

"It's Xia Road Commune. Let's go to your house first. I'll give you some points." Li Dashui signaled Ruihe to pick up the backpack, ran a few steps forward, and shouted loudly: "Sister! Big sister! I'm going to Xiaoshan's house." , come back soon!”

"I know!" Li Damei shouted back to him.

"Okay, let's go!"

Some children came around and asked, "Brother Shui, Brother Shui, what did you bring?"

Li Dashui raised his eyebrows and pretended to be fierce: "Children, don't ask about adults' matters."

"Brother Shui~"

Several children hugged Li Dashui's legs and threw all kinds of sweet words out for free. Li Dashui coughed twice and took out a handful of oranges and gave them to them: "You share it, it's gone. Let's go quickly."

After driving away the children, the two continued to walk to Ruihe's house.

As soon as Rui He said "Hello", he saw a beam of light flying towards his forehead. He was shocked and instinctively dodged, but he didn't expect that the light would take a turn and follow it into his forehead.

His mind flooded into the life of a man named Zhang Xiaoshan.

Zhang Xiaoshan was born in 1956 in an ordinary southern village called Shangmei Village in a small world. It was a time when a country was groping its way forward. As soon as Zhang Xiaoshan could walk, he would go to the fields to deliver water to his parents. As soon as he could run, he would help pick wheat ears. When he was twelve years old and tall and thin, he would start going to the fields to earn work points. .

His life was very ordinary, and he had been dealing with the land all his life. After the reform and opening up, many people in the village left the village to work outside, but Zhang Xiaoshan was unwilling to go out and still worked in the fields. He got married at the age of thirty. When he was thirty-four, his youngest son fell ill and had no money for treatment. He finally died on the bullock cart returning to the village from the hospital. Zhang Xiaoshan finally decided to go out to work. He worked on projects with the people in the village. In the end, he broke his leg due to a work injury and returned home with 12,000 yuan.

After that, his life got even worse. First, his wife, who was pregnant again, was overstimulated by his injury, gave birth prematurely and died of dystocia, leaving behind a weak daughter who passed away. He raised his two daughters alone. As a result, the eldest daughter fell in love freely with a young man from other provinces in the factory, and finally followed him back to his hometown in the far north. He did not come back again for the next twenty years.

The younger daughter was weak because of her premature birth, and she didn't get much good care later. When she grew up, she was still a sickly child. She couldn't easily carry firewood or water, and even people in the factory were unwilling to collect her. In the end, I had to make some craft money by weaving straw hats, bamboo baskets, bamboo strips, bamboo lanterns, etc. at home.

However, Zhang Xiaoshan's body had already been defeated by the successive blows of losing his son, a broken leg and his wife that year. He could barely hold on until he passed away at the age of fifty-seven, leaving behind a young daughter who was only twenty years old and had not yet been married. Full of concern and unwillingness.

After watching Zhang Xiaoshan's life, Ruihe heard the system ask him: "What did you find out?"

After hearing it so many times, he was no longer afraid of that weird accent. Maybe this was the unique way of speaking of the company called Jinjiang. The more powerful it is, the more different it is from others. When he heard the system 460 ask him, he answered cautiously: "Zhang Xiaoshan is worried about his little girl, and he also misses his big girl."