Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 37 The Difficult Team-run Primary School

He Ping was a little flattered by the principal's enthusiasm, probably out of recognition of cultural people, the principal even took He Ping to visit the school specially.

It is said to be a visit, but in fact it can be seen at a glance. The whole school is one bungalow. There are seven rooms in total, one classroom for each grade from grade one to grade six, three teachers, one principal, and one office.

He Ping took a look inside the classroom, and the principal introduced that the blackboards were eliminated from the junior high school in the commune, and the desks, chairs, and benches were also eliminated products with missing arms and legs. Because there were not enough, some classrooms still had a lot of long stools.

The playground is quite big. The land is not worth much these days, and the dirt playground is bare. The only sports facilities are two horizontal bars, one high and one low. The rest is an open-air toilet on the east side.

He Ping felt a little sad when he saw it. The rural life in the 80s was naturally difficult, but the rural schools were even more difficult.

Dingtun Primary School was jointly funded by several surrounding brigades and communes. The teachers are all private teachers. The highest education level is junior high school level. There are four teachers in the entire elementary school, including the principal. Everyone has to wear multiple jobs. But it is one-third of regular school teachers.

There should be some way to do something for such a school.

To say that He Ping didn’t have money in his pocket, before setting up the chicken farm, he hatched chickens and sold chickens, plus the balance of the novel’s manuscript fee, he had more than 670 yuan. Later, after accounting for the construction cost of the chicken farm and the cost of chicks, he paid another 120 yuan. RMB 80 for shares, and RMB 20 for chicken seedlings. Two novels were published, and the commune rewarded RMB 240. Two days ago, I spent RMB 250 on bicycles, clothes, school bags, and stationery. Calculate the income and expenditure. He Ping now has A total of [-] yuan.

This does not include the food, food stamps, meat tickets, etc. he exchanged for when he sold the chickens, and the industrial tickets and cloth tickets subsidized by the commune. These things at home are enough for food and drink for half a year.

One or two hundred yuan is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the village-run primary school. This matter still needs to be considered in the long run.

It will take a few months for the chicken farm to be profitable. Some time ago, I wanted to write more novels to make some money, but was delayed by the incident of Huang Pizi, and I was all focused on the operation and management of the chicken farm. Get more creative.

He Ping is a pragmatist. Since the manuscript fee of "Science Fiction World" is high, of course he has to pay close attention to big clients.Today's visit to Dingtun Primary School touched him a bit. It happened that there was a complete collection of Liu's short stories in his mobile phone. Let's start with "Rural Teacher", which fits the theme.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhuer was sent to school, otherwise it would be really inconvenient to create.

After finishing the two short stories "Country Teacher" and "Bring Her Eyes" in two days, He Ping sent them to the commune post office.

"Ah! He Ping, when did you buy a car?"

"A few days ago, I went to Liu Aixia's to buy clothes, schoolbags and stationery for the children. Isn't school starting now? I saw they had bicycles there, so I bought one."

He Ping said lightly, and handed the manuscript of his novel to Mao Chunhua.

"Come to mail today."

He Ping started to contribute again after such a long time, and Mao Chunhua was very happy.

"I wrote two more articles."

"Yeah, I've been very busy a while ago, and I didn't have any time. I've been free these days, and I took the time to write two articles."

"Your efficiency is too high, you wrote two articles in a few days, can I read it?"

Since watching He Ping's "The Heartbroken", Mao Chunhua has become a fan of He Ping. Now that the idol's new work is coming out, how could she not want to see it first.

"Just read it if you want, and I'll send it after you finish reading it."

Mao Chunhua was so happy that he almost jumped up.

You can preview the article before it is published. This kind of treatment is not available to ordinary people. Except for the editors of the magazine, only those closest to the author can get it. Mao Chunhua thought of those anecdotes about this in history, and couldn't help but blush when thinking about it .

He Ping only thought that she was more excited when she saw the new work, and looked at Mao Chunhua's delicate face the whole time, laughing and crying at times, people who didn't know this would think she had some kind of disease.

"Great, great writing. He Ping, you are so wonderful and talented."

After finally finishing the two novels, Mao Chunhua praised with tears on his face.

He Ping looked at the tears on her face, and couldn't help wiping her with his fingers.

"You don't have to do this if you write well."

He Ping's intimate actions immediately made Mao Chunhua's face turn red, even his ears turned red, and his whole body twisted like a twist.

He Ping wanted to give himself a slap when he saw it. He knew that the girl was interested in him, so he acted improperly.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he really treats Mao Chunhua like a little sister. When he went up to wipe his tears just now, it was as natural as when he rubbed Xiaozhu's hair, without any lust between men and women.

At this time, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, and it is better to be still than to move.

After a while, Mao Chunhua got over the emotion and said, "Then I'll send it to you."

In words, he seemed closer to He Ping than before, He Ping sighed in his heart, what a crime!
The manuscript was sent out smoothly, He Ping didn't dare to wait any longer and immediately left by bike.

Since he had a bicycle, He Ping no longer had to worry about the journey from Hantun Brigade to Hongqi Commune. Even the journey to Pingxian County took less than an hour, which was no problem at all.

The windy boy was talking about me.

Back in Hantun, He Ping first went to the chicken farm to have a look. As soon as he entered the gate of the chicken farm, he saw hundreds of half-sized chickens strolling around the farm, nagging left and right.

He Ping opened the chicken coop and took a look. The concrete floor was cleaned up, and there were still some water stains on it, which must have been cleaned not long ago.When cleaning, the staff of the chicken farm first drives the chickens out of the chicken coop, then pours water on the ground, and uses a big broom to sweep the manure mixed with chicken manure to the drain at the root of the north gable wall and drain it to the back of the chicken coop in the cesspool.

He Ping went to the incubator to check again, and it happened that Han Zhaojun was also there.

"Brother He Ping."

"Zhaojun, how is it? How many days?"

"Everything is normal, and it will be out in a week or so."

"That's good. The consumption of feed is too much, which is beyond my expectation. Let's replace it this time, and treat it as an expansion of chicklings."

Uncle Cai's feed is very well formulated, and the growth of the chicks is gratifying. It is estimated that they will be able to lay eggs in less than two months.

However, another troublesome point is that the consumption of chicken feed is also rising. He Ping had to ask Han Zhaojun to buy eggs again and prepare to hatch chicks.

But this time He Ping is not going to sell chickens, he wants to sell half a chicken.

(End of this chapter)