Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 5
After that, Dad no longer forced Zhou Zhi to take a nap.

But at home, I soon bought another "Complete Tang Poetry".

Therefore, when Zhou Zhi used knowledge as an excuse to study Xiaoxiaosheng's works, my father still followed the old rules, presenting evidence, and we seek truth from facts.

So Zhou Zhi explained his reading experience to his father, thinking that although the book was written in the Song Dynasty, the social background and structure were from the Ming Dynasty, and he gave many examples of officials, titles, and customs.

There are also several dialects in the book, such as "Yele" and "you can't fall down", these words are still perfectly preserved in the current Jiachuan dialect.

This not only proves that the Jiachuan dialect belongs to the northern language family, but also proves that it greatly retains traces of ancient languages. The specific evidence is precisely in this book.

Therefore, Xiao Xiaosheng's works are proof that the Jiachuan dialect can be called a living fossil of northern ancient languages.

Although Cantonese is also a living fossil, Cantonese is heavily influenced by southern dialects, so it may not necessarily be the original appearance of ancient Chinese.

In any case, the Jiachuan dialect should have its important position, but it remains to be verified at what stage it is an "intermediate product" in the process of changing from Southwest Mandarin to modern dialects.

These things are issues that my father didn't think about when he was reading the original version of Xiaoxiaosheng. He couldn't help being very happy and wanted to organize an article thoughtfully.

This allowed Zhou Zhi to escape the catastrophe.

At that time Zhou Zhi secretly laughed in his heart.Dad is like this. His enlightened thinking is due to the broadening of his horizons brought to him by reading, not from his own agility.

Can't I watch the stimulating content while thinking about the Jiachuan dialect as an ancient language fossil?cut!
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but have a weird smile on his face.

Because he suddenly thought of another thing, right!Isn't this the button to solve the problem?

In another time and space, during the summer vacation of his sophomore year in high school, Zhou Zhi once did one thing, that is, wrote an article, submitted it to "Bashu Literature", and it was published.

The work of a sophomore in high school was published by the most authoritative literary journal in the province. This incident also caused a small sensation in Jiachuan County at that time. Manzhou TV Station and Shudu Daily also did a small news interview.

In fact, in Zhou Zhi's heart, he just wanted to earn a little pocket money through this method.

The Zhou family is not used to their children, so Zhou Zhi's pocket money basically comes from contracting the dinner table during the holidays, planning and searching from the "contract labor and materials" money given by Su Xiuqin.

Therefore, the manuscript fee really nourished Zhou Zhi for a while.

But now this article, in the thoughtful plan, can play a much greater role than it did then.

The influence of public opinion.

Today's influence of public opinion can only be regarded as in its infancy compared with the headline click rankings of later generations.

But that doesn't mean it's not powerful. Judging from the fact that a little news in Jiachuan can spread throughout the city overnight, the influence of public opinion can also be used.

Shudu Daily and Manzhou TV Station are at the provincial and municipal level. If they are operated in a timely manner, they will blow to the Jiachuan political arena, just like a cyclone from the Pacific Ocean reaching the deep inland Shuchuan Basin. The impact can also bring a light rain.

What's more, with my current writing skills and the materials I have mastered, why stick to an essay, I can definitely make this trend even bigger!
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The wound recovered well. Three days later, after Uncle Xinhua's inspection and approval, Zhou Zhi returned home to recuperate.

Zhou Zhi’s home is the dormitory of the sugar and wine company. Before the separation of sugar, wine and tobacco in [-], the prosperous sugar and tobacco company built the first seven-story residential building in Jiachuan for its employees, which was considered the best in the past. house.

When the foundation was being dug, a porcelain kiln was also dug up, which was full of bottles, jars and copper coins. The cultural relics unit came to see it and said it was of little value.

In [-], the house was very bad, because it was close to the three-story high wall of the Industrial and Commercial Bank next door, and the dormitory building was below the third floor, and the light was relatively dark.

Unfortunately, Dad followed his usual style and chose the second floor.

The building has been remodeled twice successively. The living room of the earliest building is very small, but the kitchen next to it is very large, because there is a big stove that burns wood that no one in the world can believe.

There are only two units in the building, and the residents of each unit share a flue. There is a large iron pot on the stove, and there is a cement water tank next to it. On top of the water tank is a cupboard, which is similar to the kitchen of the fifth uncle's rural house. The pattern is almost the same.

There is a stairway in the front, and there is a long balcony on each floor. Families with two units can hang clothes and do housework on the balcony while chatting.

Later, the natural gas was connected, and an extension was made on both sides of the building. Each house had a small kitchen and a small shower room behind the corner at the end of the balcony. Can't use it anymore.

So each family demolished it, and combined the old kitchen and small living room into a larger living room. The long balcony outside was also separated by wooden doors and stairs, and became each family's private balcony.

Later, the cement floor turned into a small tile floor, the walls became white latex, and the light bulbs became fluorescent tubes. The dormitory buildings that used to be bustling and unscrupulous became small households.

Zhou Zhi’s home has an area of ​​more than 70 square meters, including the newly added kitchen and bathroom, which can be calculated as more than 80. There are three bedrooms, two of which are larger with big beds, desks, and wardrobes. My parents live in one room, and my third sister and grandma live in one. one.

Be considerate of yourself and live in the smallest room alone.

Different from the walls of other houses, the walls of Zhou Zhi's house are similar to those of a hospital ward, with white on the top and green on the bottom, except that there is an extra red line in the middle.

Because grandma has inconvenient legs and feet, she has to lean on the wall to walk. Over the years, there will be a mark left by a palm on the wall at the height of the red road.

Later generations have a nice word - patina.

This problem can be avoided by simple decoration like this, just repaint every two years.

Zhou Zhi couldn't help but sigh when he opened the simple yellow-painted wooden door that sealed the balcony.

When I just came back, the uncles and aunts from the shop and office of the sugar and wine company in front of the dormitory crowded over to show their concern and greetings. Although the house moved to bigger and bigger later, this kind of favor became weaker and weaker.

Downstairs, at Uncle Yu's house, Zhou Zhi's familiar cross talk "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth" was playing. His daughter is a millionaire, and there are stereos and vinyl records at home.

The unit is U-shaped, and Uncle Yu's small patio below and the building form a natural high-power amplifier. Once it is turned on, it can be heard all over the building.

As long as there is no disturbance to the people, everyone is quite happy to hear it.

Zhou Zhi heard it most clearly on the second floor of Zhou Zhi's house, and Zhou Zhi had memorized those cross talks by heart.

There is a small dining table at the end of the balcony, and grandma is sitting there, making a girl in Jiachuan's rare winter sunshine.

There is a small dustpan on the small table, which contains balls of thread, yellow wax, an awl, and cloth heads of various colors that my mother found from the tailor shop of my best friend, Mrs. Zhao.

Grandma would cut those rags into usable strips, paste them on the insoles cut out of paper with paste, and then sew them into pairs of beautiful insoles with thick threads.

Every time someone comes to the house, grandma will take out a bunch of insoles, let the guests choose the right size for their feet, and take two pairs with them.

Grandma would use slightly larger rags to make aprons and cushions.

The best cloth heads will be kept, and when the Dragon Boat Festival comes, they will find cotton and spices to make cloth monkeys for Zhou Zhi, sachets for Sanjie, and five poisonous handkerchiefs.

Grandma has several picture books that she will go to from Zhou Zhi, and all of them are embroidery samples drawn by herself, some of which are very exquisite.

The end of the balcony is also the end of the high wall of the Industrial and Commercial Bank next door, where the light is the best, so grandma always works as a female celebrity there.

On the edge of the small balcony, there are several potted flowers and a pigeon cage on the wall of the bank.

The pigeon cage was built by Zhou Zhi himself, but it is empty now.

Because Guan Tingting's family on the fourth floor also raised pigeons later, and when their pigeons found a higher habitat, they simply defected.

Those pigeons were given to Guan Tingting by Zhou Zhi, and there was nothing he could do about it, because those birds had no intention of coming back.

Seeing grandma, Zhou Zhi couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and burst out of his eyes immediately: "Grandma! I'm back!"

Grandma's last few years at Zhou Zhi's house were the most rebellious years of the sophomore boy.

Grandma came from the countryside and followed the old rules. When I was a child, before going to school, Zhou Zhi had to say "Grandma, I'm going to school" to my grandma, and said "Grandma, I'm back" when I came back.

After high school, Zhou Zhi, who was in the second year of middle school, thought that this was a bad feudal custom, so he stopped this rule.

Grandma asked Zhou Zhi one day: "My dear grandson, why don't you talk about the miscellaneous things now?"

Zhou Zhi remembered that he was confident at the time: "Grandma! Those are all bad habits. Now is the new era, so I don't talk about it long ago!"

"Oh, it's not good, then we won't talk about it..."

Although grandma answered like this at the time, the frustrated expression on her face would linger in Zhou Zhi's mind from time to time, becoming his endless regret.

"Grandma, I... am back."

"The grandson is back?" Grandma looked at Zhou Zhi distressedly, and her response was as natural as when Zhou Zhi was still advising her.

But this time he stood up.

"Don't cry, don't cry, is it still hurting?" Seeing Zhou Zhi's current appearance, grandma was a little anxious, leaning on the wall, and using her bound feet, she leaned towards Zhou Zhi's side little by little.

Zhou Zhi's wound hadn't healed, and he couldn't take a big step either. Both of them were leaning on the wall, and their postures were similar.

In the eyes of outsiders, this scene was actually quite funny, but the grandparents and grandson didn't notice it, they just took small steps, leaning on the wall and walking towards each other.

"Oh mom, don't move." My mother thanked the driver of the work unit who had sent Zhou Zhi back, and came in with basins and water bottles. Seeing the grandparents and grandsons like this, they were terrified.

Anyone who falls is amazing!
Throw away the things quickly, and run to the other end to help grandma: "Didn't I keep telling you that it's okay? Look at it, I'm coming back!"

"The doctor said that it will be fine after a few days, and it will be fine."

"We still have to let Doctor Zhao take a look." With the help of my mother, grandma went back to the stool and sat down: "He came to see and said it's all right, then it's safe."

"Okay, okay..." Mom said casually: "Sit down first, I'll go and pack up, don't get up..."

(End of this chapter)