Ya Nei of Rebirth

"Dad, I want to read a book."

Liu Jun glanced sideways at Liu Jincai and said tentatively.

The so-called books are comic books, also called little people's books in some places. For a period of time, they were the most important extracurricular reading materials for children. However, in 1976, this requirement was undoubtedly a bit excessive. At that time, there were very few publications, and most of them were

The first one is "Selected Works", the small book is "Quotations" (commonly known as the Little Red Book), and the others, including Marx's "Das Kapital" and Mr. Lu Xun's works, are not often seen.

Liu Jincai didn't expect that he would make such a request, and was stunned for a moment.

Liu Jun did not allow him to think, and immediately continued: "I heard that Mr. Zhou has books at home, I want to read them!"

Liu Jincai smiled and said gently: "Mr. Zhou has books at home, but they are not books. You can't understand them."

In fact, Liu Jun didn't expect to find a book he liked to read in Mr. Zhou. This was just an excuse for Liu Jin to pay a visit to this crazy Zhou who was about to make a fortune.

"No, I just want to read books, I want to read..."

As a last resort, Liu Jun began to use the privilege of a seven-year-old kid - act like a baby! He just got goosebumps all over his body while acting like a baby. In order to avoid missing the opportunity, he had no choice but to act coquettishly.

In order to increase the intensity of his coquettishness, Liu Jun even took Liu Jincai's hand and shook it from side to side.

sweat!

It seems that he really has a talent for acting!

Liu Jincai had no choice but to surrender: "Okay, okay, let's go and see..."

Because he decided to visit Mr. Zhou, Liu Jincai spent more than one yuan and asked his brother-in-law Ruan Chenglin to go to the cooperative to buy two packs of candy - four orange cakes and a pound of biscuits. He also asked his grandmother to take out the stock at the bottom of the box - pickled sugar.

There is also a package of rice noodles and meat, plus a pound of noodles, which is a four-color door-to-door gift.

This was already a very expensive gift in the countryside at that time. It made Liu Ye roll her eyes at Liu Jun. You know, it was rare for me to eat these good things a few times, just for Liu Jun's inexplicable "read a book"

, it will all become other people’s things.

Fortunately, Liu Jin was a well-known filial son, and he was very respectful to his grandparents. Grandpa was very supportive.

"Mr. Zhou is a man of great learning, and Jin Cai is also a scholar. It's time to go out and walk around."

Liu Jincai graduated from a middle school normal school and was definitely considered an intellectual at that time. My grandfather did not read many books, but he valued scholars very much.

Because she was going to watch a movie, her grandma made an exception and made dinner in advance. After dinner, Liu Jincai took three siblings, Ruan Chenglin, Liu Jun, and Shi Shiran, and left for Matang Bay. Grandpa and grandma were old and could not understand the Mandarin in the movie.

, but didn’t want to join in the fun.

…

Matangwan is only a few miles away from Liujiashan. The family arrived soon, chatting and laughing. Outdoor movies are played in rural areas, usually at the playground of the brigade primary school or the larger Shaiguping. It was still early at this time and the sun was not yet shining.

After going down the mountain, Liu Jincai ordered Ruan Chenglin to find the brigade support team.

The secretary sent people to hang up the screen to support the show. It was not easy for a brigade to take its turn to show a movie. The party secretary and the brigade captain gave their support without reservation, and sent whoever was asked. Ruan Chenglin was a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

, I was naturally very happy to have such an opportunity to show off.

He didn't want to see Zhou Dianzi.

Liu Ye and Liu Yan were unwilling to see Mr. Zhou and followed her uncle to the party secretary's house.

Strictly speaking, Mr. Zhou is a migrant. Before liberation, his mother took him to escape from famine and came to Matangwan. She married a local farmer named Zhou, so he changed his surname to Zhou and settled down in Matangwan. He was clever.

Diligent, loves reading, 1950s

He was admitted to Renmin University for the first time, and successfully escaped from farming and became a city dweller. According to the elders, Mr. Zhou was extremely prosperous at that time. It was just thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, and the situation was changing. Unexpectedly, the Great Revolution

Let Mr. Zhou return to his original shape immediately.

At that time, there was almost no decent house in the countryside. Mr. Zhou’s house was particularly dilapidated, with three adobe houses, leaking and drafty everywhere. After Mr. Zhou was assigned work in the provincial capital, he moved his widowed mother to live in the city, and there was no repairs.

The old house in my hometown.

"Is Mr. Zhou at home?"

Although the wooden door of Zhou's house was only ajar, Liu Jincai knocked politely.

"Which one?"

A tired female voice came from the room, presumably Mr. Zhou's wife.

"I am Liu Jincai from Liujiashan, here to visit Mr. Zhou."

Liu Jincai spoke very politely, and even used the word "visit". At that time, rural people rarely spoke in such a formal manner. But since he came to visit a big intellectual, he couldn't seem to be too low-level.

With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door opened, and a woman with gray hair appeared in the door with a happy face.

"It turns out to be Teacher Liu. He's a rare visitor. Come in quickly..."

Liu Jincai couldn't help but feel a little proud. The best thing in his life is face. Although Mr. Zhou has lost power now, Mrs. Zhou has seen a lot of things in the world when she follows her husband. This attitude is very useful to Liu Jincai.

"Please sit down quickly... Oops... Teacher Liu, you are too polite. I am a fellow villager. What else do you bring for a visit? Old man, old man, come out quickly. Teacher Liu is here..."

"What's all the fuss about?"

Following this dull voice, Mr. Zhou walked out slowly, wearing black-rimmed glasses, gray hair, and an unkempt beard, but his face was full of arrogance. Of course, it was not arrogance, but the aloofness of a scholar.

"Mr. Zhou..."

Liu Jincai quickly stood up and greeted him respectfully.

From the bottom of his heart, Liu Jincai also had the arrogance of a scholar, but he respected people who were more knowledgeable than himself.

"This is Jincai, please sit down."

Mr. Zhou is still lukewarm, but it can be seen that he does not hate the uninvited guests of the Liu family. He is still a reactionary academic authority who has not taken off his hat. Who would come to visit him on weekdays?

"Mr. Zhou, this is my child. Come on, call me Uncle Zhou."

Liu Jun was so generous that he called out "Uncle Zhou" and bowed.

"Hey, this kid is so good. What's his name? How old is he this year?"

Before Mr. Zhou could say anything, Aunt Zhou started praising him repeatedly. For some unknown reason, Mr. Zhou and his wife never had children. Aunt Zhou was particularly fond of children.

Liu Jun bowed again and replied politely: "Aunt, my name is Liu Jun. I am seven years old this year."

At this time, not only Dad was smiling from ear to ear, but Aunt Zhou was also surprised. Even Mr. Zhou showed a rare smile.

"Oh, Liu Jun. Okay, come on, tell uncle, have you gone to school?"

"Going to first grade at Liujiashan Primary School."

"Oh, I'm in the first grade. How many words do you recognize? Can you count?"

Liu Jun smiled slightly and replied calmly: "I learned new words and arithmetic."

"Oh, how about uncle giving you a test?"

Wow! Why do all the scholars back then have this kind of virtue? Think about it in the 21st century, when a friend’s child comes to visit for the first time, so he has to give a red envelope quickly? How can there be Mr. Zhou like this? He doesn’t have candies or red envelopes, and he only knows how to take exams.

?depressed!

"What does one plus three equal?"

Damn! I’m so dizzy. I really misunderstand village officials as cadres, and misunderstand beanbags as solid food. Even if you are a first-grade elementary school student, please don’t treat people like those ignorant elm lumps.

Although Liu Jun was complaining in his stomach, he did not lose any respect on his face and answered honestly: "It's equal to four."

Next, Mr. Zhou asked a few more questions, and Liu Jun naturally answered them fluently.

However, Liu Jincai was a little dissatisfied and reminded with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, Xiaojun can calculate the addition and subtraction of integers within ten thousand. He can also recite Tang poetry."

"oh?"

Mr. Zhou became more and more interested and asked with a smile: "Xiaojun, what Tang poems can you recite? Recite one for your uncle."

How did this happen? Liu Jun’s original intention was to get his father closer to Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zhou grabbed him and asked him endless questions. It seems that Mr. Zhou is also the kind of person who is not good at interacting with others.

bookworm.

The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water becomes the same color as the sky.

Liu Jun almost recited Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" to them. After thinking about it, he held back. If he wanted to show off like this, he would not be a prodigy but a monster. He had to be careful about being caught and disemboweled in the institute.

Belly!

"The sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. I want to see a thousand miles away and reach a higher level."

Mr. Zhou paid it off, but Liu Jincai was extremely shocked: "Xiaojun, you...when did you learn this poem?"

Hey, Liu Jun had expected this question, and immediately replied calmly: "Dad, you taught me this. You have recited this poem to me before."

"Have I ever recited it... you will remember it if I recite it once?"

Liu Jincai looked surprised and uncertain.

Liu Jun smiled and said: "You have recited it several times. It is not difficult to remember."

"Haha, you have a photographic memory. Jin Cai, your master is really a genius!"

Mr. Zhou was full of praise.

Liu Jincai was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled. After all, he would not think of "rebirth" because of a Tang poem. Besides, he didn't know what "rebirth" was.

"To be honest, Mr. Zhou, Xiaojun wants to come to your place to read books today..."

Faint!

Dad, you are really an honest person. How can you be so straight to the point? Oh, because my son wants to read books, I came to visit you. Assuming that my son doesn’t want to read books, naturally he will ignore you, Zhou Dianzi. I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable.

?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou was also a living treasure. He didn't feel any dissatisfaction and said with a smile: "Well, I'm afraid that will disappoint Xiaojun. I don't have comic books here."

Liu Jun rushed to say: "If there are no comic books, other books will do."

This is true. It will be really hard for me to spend the next few years with a "new word book". I might as well find some books to read from Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou looked at him strangely and stood up.

"Okay, Xiaojun, come with me."