Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 133 Don't Care About the Details
Early the next morning, Luo Xuan and Peng Yong woke up just as the wake-up bell rang twice.

Surprisingly, that hangover Yu Guijun also woke up very early.

This is also a ruthless person.

I saw Yu Guijun, who was dizzy and in his head, struggling to go to the well outside the dormitory wall, and brought up a bucket of cold water.

Standing by the well, wearing ragged clothes, he took a cold shower amidst the surprised voices of male and female students.

"Luo Xuan, Luo Xuan! Are you up?"

Luo Xuan, who was washing up, suddenly heard Zhang Wei's voice.

Turn around.

It turned out that it was Zhang Wei who came to the school to look for him with his briefcase in one hand and a pile of old newspapers in the other.

Seeing Luo Xuan, Zhang Wei passed the old newspapers in his hand forward, "Here, use it. I think you just started school and you might need to pack your books. Then these old newspapers will come in handy." .”

During this period, students used old newspapers to cover their schoolbags.

There are also some people whose family conditions are better, they will buy two sheets of white rice paper, cut it and use it as a book cover.

But this situation is rare.

95% of the student families dare not be so arrogant.

Not to mention using white rice paper as a book cover, even free newspapers are very expensive in rural areas!

In the homes of many rural students, even an old newspaper cannot be obtained.

Sometimes in the production team, the members don't know where to get back two old newspapers, and they are all regarded as treasures.

Those members who can read will read the newspaper over and over again, and then read it to those members who cannot read.

The international news in the newspaper is undoubtedly the page that the big guys care about the most.

Squatting on the big stone millstone at the entrance of the village, the commune members listened with gusto while drinking the corn porridge that could be seen.

Everyone denounced the evil emperor of the United States, and then sympathized with the poor people in Feizhou who couldn't eat, and then the members of the commune sighed: "It's better for our production team!"

At this time, even the pickled radish in everyone's hands can taste the taste of bacon.

After reading international news, domestic news.

After reading the latest achievements of the production teams in the current brother provinces over and over again, I don't know how many times.

Time to read the correction notes in the gaps.

Often when the newspaper readers read the statement in the cracks, it is time for the captain of the production team to ring the bell.

then,

Everyone quickly poured the remaining mouthful of corn porridge into their mouths, and then patted their buttocks. It was time to go to work to earn work points.

Zhang Wei brought a stack of newspapers for himself today, just as Luo Xuan didn't need it!

According to Luo Xuan's prediction: I'm afraid I won't even open my textbook a few times.

When the other students' books were all dilapidated, Luo Xuan dared to pat his chest and promise: his textbooks are guaranteed to be the same as when they were first handed out!

Still brand new inside and out.

What book cover is needed?
It's just that Zhang Wei has a heart, and Luo Xuan can't be ruthless.

Under the envious eyes of countless students, Luo Xuan took the newspaper with a smile and thanked Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei said: "It's just a little effort, thank you."

Then Zhang Wei pulled Luo Xuan over, leaned close to him and said in a low voice, "I have one thing that I feel is a bit tricky. I want to come over today to see if you have any good ideas?"

There are a lot of people here.

After Luo Xuan finished washing in a hurry, he pulled Zhang Wei out of the school wall through the side door next to the boys' dormitory.

In the school during this period, the management was not strict.

The front door and the back door are locked sooner or later, and the school doesn't care about the students coming in and out.

The school is not worried about students being bullied by gangsters outside or trafficked by human traffickers.

These things don't exist now.

If there is a guy who is not afraid of death and dares to pretend to be a gangster in the society, and to lift the table like a crow, the township office will let him know: what will happen to pretending to be better!
When he got out of the fence, Luo Xuan saw that there was no one in front of him, so he said, "Tell me, what is it that stumps the great talents in our village?"

"I'm more or less a rapeseed."

Zhang Wei joked, then scratched his head and said, "It's like this, Xiao Laojun's production team, you know? Now they have a typical person who loves the collective, doesn't care about personal gains and losses, and strives to protect collective property in the village newspaper. and deeds."

Luo Xuan was taken aback, "This is a good thing. It shows that in the new society, all kinds of people who love the collective and are willing to contribute to the collective emerge in endlessly."

Zhang Wei smiled wryly, "A good thing is a good thing, but the breeder brought his own new cotton cloth to the breeding room of the production team to wipe the saliva and dirty water from the womb of the newborn piglets.

He also took out his own quilt to keep the little piglet warm, while he himself got into the straw pile to keep out the cold.

A good thing is a good thing, but such deeds can be seen in pictorials.

If I use the behavior of the breeder as a broadcast, the higher-ups will think that I am plagiarizing and imitating the advanced deeds in the pictorial. "

When Luo Xuan heard it, he understood Zhang Wei's difficulty: If he didn't write this matter into a broadcast draft, the cadres and members of Xiaolaojun's production brigade would feel dissatisfied in their hearts.

But if you ask him to write it as a radio draft, someone has already done this kind of thing before, and it was published in a national pictorial.

same behavior.

It was reported for the first time, and it was an advanced model.

If the same thing is reported later, it will not be newsworthy, and it may even be suspected of deliberately imitating others.

Zhang Wei's embarrassment lies here: he believes in the breeder, and has not read that issue of the pictorial.

The behavior of the breeder at that time was also out of heart.

He was really worried about those weak little piglets, so in a hurry, he took out his new cotton cloth and wiped those little piglets.

Luo Xuan thought for a while, and said, "The breeder saw the little piglets dying, so he bent down without hesitation and performed artificial respiration for the little piglets.

After the piglets were rescued, the breeder, who loved the collective property, gave up the plan to make new clothes for his children, and used the little cotton cloth at home to wipe the dirt on the piglets.

Finally, the breeder used his own quilt to keep the piglets warm."

"Artificial respiration?"

Zhang Wei was taken aback, "A breeder who can't read big characters. He knows this?"

Luo Xuan stared, "Is it possible, does it matter? Is this the point?"

Zhang Wei couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't you know? A human mouth and a pig's mouth, does it match? Can a pig's nose be pinched?"

Luo Xuan got angry, "I can't pinch it, you can't block a pig's nostrils with your fingers?
And, is this important?That's just a technical detail.

Moreover, this is similar to reading a novel, there is no need to discuss whether the logic is reasonable or not. "

"Comrade, don't lose sight of the basics, and don't be picky!"

Luo Xuanyu patted Zhang Wei's shoulder earnestly, "We want to see the glorious deeds of the breeders who sacrifice themselves for pigs, sacrifice their own interests, and protect collective property! Don't get obsessed with these small aspects!"

"The story of lying on the ice begging for a carp, can you give him the truth? See if you can freeze him to death!"

"Don't care about the details."

Luo Xuan waved his hand, "The school is going to gather for morning exercises. You really can only start from these aspects in order to write a touching manuscript! If you don't believe me, try it."

The bell on the school playground has already rang several times. If I am late on the first day, the impact will be bad.

Zhang Wei can't care about the details when making up stories, and he can't be too sloppy when doing things by himself.

When Luo Xuan ran to the playground out of breath, everyone was lining up, seeing that the ceremony was about to begin.

The opening ceremony of this semester was held in a grand manner.

In addition to the leaders in the school, the township education office and the county education bureau all sent people to watch the ceremony.

The principal stood on the high rostrum, using a set of electric speakers that he did not know where to borrow, and began to lecture all the teachers and students.

This kind of electric horn needs to be manually cranked to generate electricity.

The current is strong and sometimes weak.

In addition, the quality of the electric speakers is so-so, so that the principal's speech is similar to that of the Taoist priests in Nanhua Palace singing scriptures. Babbling and intermittent, it makes people half-knowledgeable and incomprehensible.

but,

The big guys were guessing, but they still understood the meaning of the principal: the principal is encouraging everyone to study hard and strive to be a useful person to the country.

Be a person with a firm stand, pure thoughts, high awareness, and lofty aspirations.
The principal did not mention much throughout the article, asking everyone to learn cultural knowledge and how to study hard.

During this period, national construction is in full swing, and it is a critical moment when talents from all walks of life are urgently needed.

So the above encourages everyone to send their children to school to learn cultural knowledge.

However, transportation is inconvenient, schools are scarce, and it is difficult to replenish the number of teachers in a short period of time.

There are some primary school teachers who are not even well-educated themselves. They have to do calculations for three-digit numbers for half a day.
Coupled with the members of the production team, there are many poor families.

The combination of various factors made the enrollment rate during this period not high, and the quality of education in the vast rural areas was really mediocre.

Especially in remote areas like Bashu Province and Rongwei County, in a production team, even high school students can't find many people.

If you are a junior high school student, most of them have joined the army.

If it is a technical secondary school student, he will eventually be recruited into the city, which is basically a foreseeable result.

——The premise is that their background is better.

Because after reading the book, there is the possibility of jumping into the farm.

Therefore, everyone knows the importance of sending children to school.

It's just that the family has no money.

The members of the production team also lack labor at home. During the day, adults have to go to the fields to earn work points, and children are needed at home to help with cooking, washing and so on.

Otherwise, after working hard, the family is still cold, and it will delay the members' earning work points.

Between hunger and cultural knowledge, survival is clearly more important than literacy.

Therefore, the dropout rate during this period is actually still very high.

The principal speaks on stage.

There are more than 100 students from two grades and four classes in the audience. Everyone stands upright, looking at the rostrum with serious and focused expressions.

Regardless of whether you understand it or not, you still have to stand upright.
among the crowd.

Only Luo Xuan buried his head in writing and drawing in a small notebook, making it appear that Luo Xuan was quite focused.

After the principal finished speaking, it was natural that the leader of the county education office would say "two sentences".

However, his two sentences are a bit long.

After talking for more than half an hour, the old man who was in charge of shaking the handle of the generator was directly helped by the workers to lie down.

The rostrum spoke enthusiastically, and the small faces in the audience listened attentively.

In the crowd, everyone was looking up at the rostrum with their faces, only a black head, which seemed a little abrupt.

It's like a bunch of red monkey buttocks, with a pig's buttocks too eye-catching.

The headmaster looked around and suddenly saw someone not listening carefully, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

When he took a closer look, he couldn't help turning his anger into joy: "Mr. Yuan, I remember that square team, is it a student in your class?"

Teacher Yuan followed the headmaster's gaze and nodded, "Yes, that person is Luo Xuan from our class."

"Good student! There are not many students who can seriously write down their speeches."

The principal smiled gratifiedly: "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. This student has done a good job. It is worth learning from him and worthy of praise!"

Teacher Yuan was stunned when he heard the words: When did Luo Xuan's awareness become so high?
However, being able to get the affirmation and praise of the principal can also add luster to Class [-] collectively.

It's a good thing after all.

Therefore, Teacher Yuan didn't say a word.

Only Chen Xiaoduan, who was standing beside him, looked at Luo Xuan in the distance below the stage, looking thoughtful.
(End of this chapter)