Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 334
"No need, it's too polite, let's just do it simply."

"That won't work. Our Ping County education system must express our gratitude. Writer He, don't refuse."

It was difficult to make an appointment with Qu Jing to meet tomorrow, so He Ping went to the commune post office to talk to Mao Chunhua.

"You take two days off, let's deliver books and stationery to the children."

"Are you done?"

"All the things are in the Education Bureau, and tomorrow morning we will follow the comrades in the Education Bureau to deliver the things."

Mao Chunhua was a little eager to give things to the children, and she felt happy just thinking about it.

Early the next morning, Mao Chunhua pushed his bicycle and waited on Commune Street. After a while, He Ping arrived, and the two rode their bicycles to the County Education Bureau.

When they arrived, the comrades from the County Education Bureau were already waiting, and Qu Jing couldn't see that the two had arrived, so he said, "We're all here, let's go."

"it is good!"

Originally, He Ping wanted to inform the schools to come to the Education Bureau to pick up books and stationery, but Mao Chunhua thought it would be better to give them to the students by hand, and Qu Jingnan also agreed with Mao Chunhua's idea.

However, there are so many schools in Ping County, and the two of them will not be able to send them here in a short while, and they have to prepare for their marriage.

Qu Jingnan suggested that it is better to let the comrades from the Education Bureau help them deliver, which not only reduces the workload, but also can be regarded as a research trip to rural primary and secondary schools.

The current countryside is not like the later generations. Except for the two asphalt roads in the county town, the entire Ping County is covered with dirt roads.

The large army was divided into three directions, heading towards the north, east, and west of Ping County.

He Ping's team consisted of Mao Chunhua, Qu Jingnan, and two other comrades from the Education Bureau. They rode their bicycles on the bumpy dirt road. Everyone had prepared stationery and books in their baskets and on the back seats, weighing hundreds of catties. The heavy weight, coupled with the rugged road, made everyone out of breath after a while.

"The road to the east is more difficult to ride than our side!" He Ping said panting.

Qu Jing couldn't answer: "These communes in the east have always been the poorest communes in our county. The main reason is that it is inconvenient to go out and in because of the continuous mountains and rugged roads. This area is better. It gets harder and harder to walk, and when you get to Dongshan, you can’t even ride a bicycle.”

He Ping laughed. He traveled for so long, but he had never been to the eastern part of Ping County. He always thought that the whole Ping County was like Hantun. He never thought that Hantun was already a good place in Pingxian County.

The physical fatigue was relieved when they arrived at the first brigade primary school, not because of rest, but because of the enthusiastic smiles of teachers and children.

When purchasing a few days ago, the Education Bureau notified all primary and secondary schools in the county that He Ping, a great writer in Ping County, would donate stationery and books to them. Upon hearing this news, the teachers and students of the school looked forward to the stars and the moon every day. Waiting for He Ping's arrival.

"Oh, you have worked hard, you have worked hard." The old school principal shook hands with everyone one by one, just like the working people in the enemy-occupied area looking forward to understanding the PLA.

"Let's go to the house to rest for a while and have a sip of tea."

He Ping refused: "No, let's post the stuff first."

Seeing that He Ping and the others had no intention of going into the room to rest, the principal called the students out.

He Ping wanted to stop it: "There is no need to call the children out, we will distribute the things according to the number of people reported by your school, and you will distribute the rest yourself."

The principal said with a smile: "How can that be done? The children need to know who sent them things and helped them."

Thinking of the source when drinking water, the principal's words warmed He Ping's heart, and he didn't stop him.

There are not many students in this elementary school. The five classes add up to a hundred students in their early years. Under the arrangement of the teacher, the little bean sprouts lined up in an orderly manner and waited for He Ping and the others to send things.

He Ping handed a pack of stationery and paper to a little boy with a sniffling nose, and the little boy bared his teeth with joy, "Thank you uncle!"

"You're welcome." He Ping couldn't help showing a fatherly smile on his face. The little boy reminded him of the time when he and Xiao Zhu'er first met.

The five of them formed five teams, and the children lined up in five long queues. It took less than 10 minutes for all the things to be delivered to the children.

The principal called the children together, "This is Comrade He Ping, a great writer in our county, and this is his fiancée, Comrade Mao Chunhua. Today, these two well-wishers are here to send you stationery, paper books, and books. You must study hard and don’t let them down, you know?”

"Know!"

The neat and immature responses of the children resounded over the school, making He Ping forget the tiredness when he came.

After the principal gave a simple speech, he asked the teachers to take the children back to the classroom, and He Ping and the others put the books into the simple office.

"There are five sets of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" here, and some literary works suitable for students to read now, and they cannot be directly distributed to students. You can watch the arrangement, so that students can enrich their knowledge and broaden their horizons."

The headmaster looked at the hundreds of books stacked on the table, and smiled again, "Oh! This is great. The students finally have some extracurricular reading materials. I will ask the teachers to set up a reading corner later. , let the children take turns reading."

The principal thanked He Ping and the others for staying, and wanted them to have lunch at home.

"No, no, there are still many schools that haven't sent them. We have to hurry up."

Regardless of the principal's enthusiastic persuasion, He Ping and his party got on their bicycles and headed east.

The eastern part of Ping County is mountainous, and He Ping and the others didn't feel it clearly in the morning, they just felt a little tired.After a hasty meal at noon, we continued to drive east and found difficulties. The road became more and more difficult to ride, and we even had to trek across mountains and rivers.

"It's the first time I know that there are such high mountains in Ping County!" He Ping said, wiping his sweat and looking up at the distant mountains.

"That's the highest mountain in our Ping County - Hongshan." Qu Jingnan introduced.

"Everyone is tired from riding, let's take a rest." He Ping suggested.

"Okay!" Everyone found a shady place and stopped the car.

Mao Chunhua unscrewed the kettle, took a sip of water and handed it to He Ping. He Ping took two gulps: "It really quenches your thirst!"

"The river at the foot of the mountain was irrigated just now, so it's cool."

He Ping thinks about it and finds it quite scary. In 30 to [-] years, it will be difficult for most places in the country to dare to drink outside water, but at this time, such water sources can be seen everywhere.

Physical fatigue did not affect everyone's spiritual joy. Everyone chatted and laughed about some emotions when they delivered things today, and they all felt that today's trip was worthwhile and benefited a lot.

After resting for more than ten minutes, everyone went on the road again, and they had to go to several places this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)