Ya Nei of Rebirth

The rice is white rice, one big bowl per person. The dish is fried pickled radish strips.

This is already very good. There are not many families in the entire Liujiashan brigade who can eat white rice. Most families eat sweet potato rice. The so-called sweet potato rice, as the name suggests, is rice mixed with crushed sweet potato grains. The amount of sweet potato rice,

It depends on each family’s financial situation. If the family has a thicker family, the sweet potato rice should be mixed with less rice. If the family has a thinner family, the sweet potato rice should be mixed with more sweet potato rice. A few extremely poor families even eat all the sweet potato rice.

There was nothing we could do about it. At that time, it was a large-scale collective production, and rice varieties were not improved, so the yield was very low. We could only adulterate a large amount of sweet potatoes. Because sweet potatoes have high yields and relatively few pests, it is easier to obtain a bumper harvest. For many years, Chinese farmers,

Especially farmers in the south rely on sweet potatoes to make a living.

For Liu Jun, this meal is not bad and tastes right.

I have just traveled through time, and my memory is completely stuck in the 21st century. I am tired of eating big fish and meat. It is really not easy to eat such authentic pickled radish strips. Liu Jun picked up the bowl and ate it with big mouthfuls, looking at it while eating

Dad laughs.

Seeing that he was eating well, Liu Jincai was also very happy, touched his head, took out a "Fei Ge" brand cigarette and lit it.

In 1976, being able to smoke cigarettes was a symbol of identity and status. People in rural areas generally smoked cigarettes. They grew their own cigarettes and baked them at home. They rolled the shredded tobacco in paper and smoked it. It was commonly known as "trumpet" when they went out.

Just buy a pack of cigarettes to show off, most of them are "economical" for 8 cents a pack or "torch" for 10 cents a pack. "Flying Pigeon" costs 18 cents, which is considered a good smoke. Liu Jin is a national worker,

Liu Jiashan is a well-known person, so he should smoke cigarettes. However, his monthly salary is thirty-six yuan and fifty cents, and his wife Ruan Bixiu's salary is about the same. He has to raise four children and honor his grandparents, so the expenses are not small. This "

You can't smoke "Feige" cigarettes with the door open. When you are at home, you sometimes smoke "trumpet".

"Dad, why are you back today?"

Liu Ye asked while eating.

Liu Jincai is a typical loving father. In Liu Jun's memory of his previous life, he never beat his siblings and rarely scolded them. The siblings are very considerate to their father.

"Oh, I'm going to Matangwan to watch a movie tonight."

Liu Jincai was a cinema technician, specializing in repairing projectors and generators. However, he occasionally needed to go to the countryside to show movies. At that time, there were very few entertainment activities in rural areas, only watching open-air movies and singing local operas. The county's cultural troupe had limited manpower, and it was difficult to

Don't go to the countryside to sing operas. Each commune and even the brigade had its own art troupe, but the level was very amateurish and the props were extremely lacking. During the Great Revolution, only eight model operas were allowed to be performed. The common people were a little bit confused by the few modern jokes over and over again.

Tired of it. In comparison, open-air movies are much higher than local movies in terms of frequency of going to the countryside and quality of viewing. Movie projectionists who go to the countryside have become capable people in the eyes of the people.

The Matangwan brigade is close to the Liujiashan brigade, and the dispatchers at the Xiangyang County Film Screening Management Station have a good relationship with Liu Jincai. Any screening tasks that go to the neighboring brigade in Liujiashan will be arranged by Liu Jincai. It can be regarded as a public-private consideration.

Matang Bay?

An idea flashed in Liu Jun's mind, and he vaguely felt something was going on, but couldn't remember it for the moment.

"Great, dad, take us to Matang Bay to watch a movie at night."

Liu Yan cheered.

Liu Jincai smiled and nodded.

Most rural areas in China tend to favor boys over girls, but Liu Jincai is an exception. He has a general love for his siblings. Naturally, Liu Jun is the youngest son, so he gets more love.

"Oh, Teacher Liu is here."

From the sound of the voice, I knew it was the class teacher, Mr. Yuan (after half a day of class, at least Liu Jun already figured out the teacher's last name).

"Teacher Yuan."

Liu Jincai greeted her with a smile.

"Teacher Liu, how can I bear the responsibility of calling you that? You are my first teacher, so you should call me by my name."

Teacher Yuan said with a somewhat exaggerated expression.

Hey, it seems Liu Jun guessed right, Teacher Yuan is indeed Liu Jincai's student.

"Haha, you are now an official teacher, what can't you do? Besides, Xiaojun still wants you to worry more."

When he mentioned Xiaojun, Teacher Yuan's eyes immediately shone, as if he had found a treasure: "Teacher Liu, to tell you the truth, your Xiaojun is definitely a child prodigy. He can write beautifully with his calligraphy brush."

Liu Jincai smiled and thought it was teacher Yuan's casual flattery. This little Yuan was still too young. Even if she wanted to flatter her for being a good teacher, she could also say something like being smart, diligent, and listening carefully. She insisted on praising her.

Jun's calligraphy is beautiful. Practicing calligraphy does not happen overnight. It has only been a few days since my son learned to hold a calligraphy brush. What kind of writing can he do?

Seeing that Liu Jincai was noncommittal, Teacher Yuan thought it was because of his high style and humility, so he hurriedly said: "Teacher Liu, Xiaojun is such a good boy. Not only is he good at calligraphy, but he is also good at arithmetic. If you train him well, he will be like you in the future."

Same, he is a state worker."

In 1976, the country had not yet resumed the college entrance examination, and college students were a very distant concept for ordinary people. It would be a great blessing for children to grow up to become state workers. Teacher Yuan

I am probably still a private teacher, which is quite different from a public teacher.

Liu Jincai believed Liu Jun was good at arithmetic.

I remember that Liu Jincai said more than once in his previous life that when Liu Jun was only three or four years old, he could calculate the addition and subtraction of integers within ten thousand. Arithmetic in the first grade of elementary school was absolutely childish for him, no matter in his previous life or in this life.

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Watching the three siblings devouring their meal, Liu Jincai chatted with Teacher Yuan for a while, then put away the dishes and reluctantly went back.

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During the three afternoon classes, Liu Jun was almost thinking about Matangwan. What on earth was there that worried her? Fortunately, no matter how distracted she was, she could answer any of Teacher Yuan's questions fluently, which did not destroy the good things left in her heart.

impression.

When school was about to end, Liu Jun suddenly remembered.

Mr. Zhou!

Mr. Zhou from Matangwan, in the memory of his previous life, was a remarkable figure in Xiangyang County.

Liu Jun didn't know Mr. Zhou's specific name. Because he had never dealt with him in his previous life, he heard about Mr. Zhou's deeds from older people. He was a very knowledgeable man, a top student at Renmin University.

,*Formerly, he was a party history professor at the Provincial Party School of N Province.

In Liu Jun's previous life, that is, after 2000, professors gradually became less valuable. As for 1976, he was definitely a big intellectual. Think about it, even college students were his

Where is the disciple?

During the Great Revolution, Mr. Zhou was sent back to work as a farmer. He was a poor professor. He couldn't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. How could he be good at farm work in the production team? He was in poor health, had a tough temper, and refused to bow his head, so he suffered a lot.

.It turned out that the brigade cadres took pity on him. Seeing that he was a cultural person, they gave him an easy job of recording work points. But he didn't appreciate it. The brigade cadres didn't like him even more, leaving him to fend for himself. He ate all day long.

He didn't finish his meal, and he was dressed in rags. How could he look like a city citizen? He was almost like a beggar. When people called him Mr. Zhou, they were more joking than respectful.

After the revolution, Mr. Zhou was rehabilitated and returned to work. Soon after, he served as the vice-principal of the Provincial Party School, enjoying department-level treatment. That was all. Many of the students he taught before the revolution returned to work and became leading cadres in various counties.

.The county party committee secretary of Xiangyang County is his student.

But in 1976, who could have predicted that Zhou Dianzi (someone politely called him Mr. Zhou to his face, and curled his lips and called him Zhou Dianzi behind his back) would be reincarnated and run back to the provincial capital to become a doctor.

Where is the official? If he had known earlier, of course he would have curried favor with him.

This "I knew it earlier" is very important, and it happens that Liu Jun is the person who "I knew it earlier".

If you know three days of things in advance, you will be rich and prosperous for eternity.

With such a huge treasure right in front of him, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Jun not to be able to resist exploring it. Even though Mr. Zhou should have retired by the time he reaches adulthood. But there are always some benefits to joining such a line.

Well? It’s hard to say what the specific benefits are. In short, having one more friend is definitely better than one more enemy.

Encouraged by the bright prospect of getting to know Mr. Zhou, Liu Jun held his second sister in one hand and his third sister in the other, jumping back home.

As soon as he saw Liu Jincai, Liu Jun suddenly realized another problem - how to tell him?

There must be a reason to take the initiative to get to know Zhou Dianzi. Is it possible to tell Liu Jincai that Zhou Dianzi's fortune will soon change and he will return to the provincial capital to become a high official. If he doesn't get to know him, he will have to live in this village without a shop? So

To say that he was just seeking death, it would be strange if Liu Jincai didn't regard him as a lunatic.

I have read many time-travel novels in my previous life, but I have never seen a time-traveler dare to pronounce the word "time-travel" in his mouth.

"Zi Zi, Xiao Yan, Xiao Jun, come daddy to test you!"

Liu Jincai greeted the three siblings with a smile.

Hehe, in the memory of his previous life, Liu Jincai's demeanor was very familiar. When Liu Jun was a child, he would do this every time he came home. Most of them were tests on addition and subtraction, and occasionally he would also be tested on Chinese characters.

Unexpectedly, after being reborn, at the age of forty, he would still play this kind of game with his father. An imperceptible bitter smile appeared on Liu Jun's lips. But since this kind of "exam" can make his father happy, as a son,

Why not?

"Li Liyuan Shangcao..."

Liu Jin then opened his mouth and read.

Huh? Why should I take the Tang poetry test? Liu Jun is only in the first grade of elementary school. Did Liu Jin teach this poem before? Maybe he did. The memory of his childhood in his previous life is too long and it is impossible to remember it so clearly.

"Every year it wilts and flourishes, wild fire cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze blows and it grows again."

Liu Jun then finished reading in one breath. Then he saw Liu Jincai and Liu Ye and Liu Yan staring at him with very strange eyes, as if they didn't believe it.

broken.

Liu Jun suddenly realized that his father was taking the exam for his second sister. She was in fifth grade and had learned this poem. It seemed that she would have to be more careful before speaking in the future, otherwise flaws would be exposed accidentally.

"Xiaojun, have you learned this poem?"

Liu Jincai asked with some confusion.

Liu Jun scratched his head and said with a smile, "I heard my second sister read it."

This explanation is barely passable.

Liu Jincai was happy, took out a few candies, and said with a smile: "I can remember it after my second sister read it. It's very good. I'll give you a candy."

This was also Liu Jincai's usual trick. Every time he went home, he would buy a few candies and share them with his siblings. The candies at that time had few varieties and were somewhat similar to fruit candies, but without the fruity flavor, they were just a candy bar.

Wrapped in a layer of colorful candy wrapper, it is commonly known as "paper wrapped candy". Children in rural areas rarely eat it a few times throughout the year.

Liu Jun took the candy and happily put it in his mouth. It was really sweet.

Liu Jincai saw their siblings happy, with eyes full of love.

While eating this kind of paper-wrapped candy that he had not tasted for at least ten years in his previous life, Liu Jun suddenly had an idea.