Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 401, Wenquxing Courtyard
"Hey, Xiaole, by the way, you are indeed not active enough!"

While thinking, Feng Aijun whispered with a smile.

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes.

In fact, if this guy Yu Wenbin hadn't used him for surgery, it would really be nothing for him to say this.

In later generations, it may be felt that what he did was simply out of his mind.

But for people of this era, it is too normal, after all, they have been influenced by it for so many years.

Promotion of various sports.

To put it bluntly, the atmosphere has been set in place, and anything that is not positive is considered backward.

Stop talking about these people.

Even people like Hua Yourong, whose families have money, are like this.

What's more, Yu Wenbin and other children who grew up in the military compound.

The problem is, don’t take advantage of me!
He had class in the morning, went home and had dinner at noon, and then hurried back to school.

Carrying wooden buckets of glue, I worked with the youth league to post posters and write some slogans on the wall.

"Xiao Le! Are you really not going to the countryside?"

Chen Xiaolu asked curiously while holding a brush and applying paste on the board.

Apparently he knew he wasn't going.

Yang Xiaole shook his head nonchalantly: "I won't go. You've already gone to the countryside. There shouldn't be one person left in charge of this Youth League!"

There were only a few youth groups in junior high school, so the two of them had naturally known each other for a long time.

It's just that they all look familiar.

Now that I am in high school and have frequent meetings, I have become familiar with them.

Chen Xiaolu rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I usually don't see you taking care of anything! Didn't you go to No. 4 Middle School yesterday?"

As he spoke, he pasted the brochure on the wall.

Yang Xiaole shrugged: "As I said, that is your cadre's son's business, what should I do? I'm not a cadre's son, but you can still put money on my face!"

"Hey, you can't say that! This is also the progress of thought!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole ignored him.

There is no need to look at this guy. He will definitely be the leader of their No. 8 Middle School in the future. Don't offend him and don't get close to him.

This is his choice.

In other words, he is not qualified to comment on the rights and wrongs of things in the past few years. After all, he has not reached that height yet.

Each class has its own opinions on the rights and wrongs of ideology.

As for the bottom, they look at the thoughts of the top.

But he recognized one thing.

Since liberation, some people's thoughts have really changed.

After all, they are all children raised by their mothers and fathers. They are either born as saints or born as saints. After being in a position of power for a long time, some people have indeed changed their minds.

Publicity things are not done in one day, there are new instructions almost every few days.

The next day, the campus was much cleaner.

Because people like Yu Wenbin went to the countryside with the "social education" group.

The departure of these people also gave the school the feeling of taking a breather. No one among the students took the lead, and the campus became quiet again.

Those who attend class attend class, and those who prepare for the college entrance examination prepare for the college entrance examination.

Everyone has their own thing.

Unfortunately, the school was quiet for a short time. When it was approaching the May 4th Youth Day, these people returned to the school again.

The skin of those who came back was rough and their faces were dark.

But everyone's eyes have a different light.

Yang Xiaole looked at Feng Aijun next to him and asked curiously: "What do you do every day in the countryside?"

He knew that the countryside was in chaos, but he didn't know what the situation was.

Feng Aijun shook his head: "I don't know how to describe it. After we went to the countryside, we followed the working group to the countryside. You don't know, there are too many problems there..."

Then they started talking about what happened after they went to the countryside.

Yang Xiaole listened quietly.

"After we went there, the leader of the working group was from the Education Bureau. After we went there, we basically held meetings every day..."

After listening, Yang Xiaole figured out the taste.

The so-called meeting is actually to talk about the experiences of those who used to be particularly poor in the old society.

It's like a real-life white-haired girl in disguise.

Originally, "social education" was the education and investigation of people such as brigade captains and commune directors, but it evolved into...

Feng Aijun said something and continued: "After we go there, we will visit the masses and listen to some of their opinions. You don't know what those members said..."

"Some people eat more and occupy more. What's the result? After actual investigation, it is actually tens or hundreds..."

"Did you know? Yu Wenbin's team found out that they ate as much as they wanted, and the result was only more than sixty yuan. For this, they were actually praised... What's the point of this!"

Feng Aijun said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

When Yang Xiaole heard what he said, he stopped and then asked: "Keep talking! Didn't you just say what you said in the first part and the last one based on your family situation?"

"Oh, you're talking about this! That's right! When the people in the commune found something was wrong, they pushed out those with family problems. Later, it became a meeting for these people. ..."

As he spoke, Feng Aijun frowned.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

According to Feng Aijun, the working group at the beginning was really doing business, but things gradually changed.

Have specific tasks.

Each group has a specific number of tasks on a regular basis.

He admitted that many people really have problems, but if a certain number is needed, this is the key to the problem.

What to do if there aren’t that many people?
People have the awareness to avoid risks, so brigade, commune, and ordinary members will subconsciously push out people with family problems.

"Let me tell you, when we were in the countryside, our group's achievements were praised by the higher-ups..."

While thinking, Yu Wenbin and others were bragging about things in the countryside.

Feng Aijun turned to look, and then muttered: "If I had known, we would have reported it to the big reports, and found out the matter worth tens of dollars, and we actually reported a reward..."

There was a trace of resentment in his tone.

Yang Xiaole shrugged and stopped listening.

Because Lao Han is here.

First of all, I cared about the students who went to the rural "social education" working group this time and recognized this action.

At the same time, the school also asked these students to pick some examples for reporting and summary.

If Yu Wenbin's team has been commended, he will naturally do the reporting work, not only him, but also other grades and classes.

So, a May 4th Youth Day program turned into a reporting work.

But with the encouragement and support of people like the principal, the dramas of people like Hua Yourong became less brilliant.

At the same time, in view of the success of this event, the school will continue to send people with the working group to the countryside.

But this time the time is set for summer vacation.

Because students are on vacation during the summer vacation, students' studies will not be delayed.

However, it has to be said that these students went to the countryside and came back with a deeper understanding of class-based ideology and concepts.

The way I usually speak is different.

The school...is probably in trouble.

……

Time passes slowly...

The students came back and started to cause headaches for the school again.

Xizi and Xiaomai naturally advanced to the third grade of junior high school. The eldest sister also took the college entrance examination as she wished and successfully entered the Central Conservatory of Music.

Not only her, but Xiao Zao from Widow Feng's family and Shi Jing from the backyard who were in the same grade as him were also admitted to junior college.

For now, they are also college students.

For a time, most people in the courtyard were filled with joy.

At least judging from the current trend, the children in the compound who are going to school all hope to be admitted to college.

In other words, there is great hope.

For a time, this compound became the Wenquxing compound.

There is no way, since last year, all the high school students in the compound who are graduating from college have been admitted to college.

This summer vacation, Yang Xiaole did not run around.

In other words, he won't run around during this period of time.

In late August, we all got together in the courtyard and held a banquet for the eldest sister, Xiao Zao, and Shi Jing.

For a time, the three of them became the most prominent figures in the compound.

"What's going on with their family?"

Aunt Wang's house was bustling with excitement at this time.

The eldest sister was packing her things and getting ready to go to school. When she saw this scene, she felt strange for a while.

Wang Qiuju took a look and muttered: "Our compound is famous now. People say that our compound has good feng shui and good water. The martial arts master insists on sending the child back, saying that he can be admitted to university in the future."

"Ah? Do you believe this?"

The eldest sister was surprised.

Wang Qiuju nodded: "Don't believe it, after Xuewu and his sisters moved out, their results improved a lot. I have to say that the feng shui here is good. No...the second brother's family will also come here. The two families There was a quarrel."

Yang Xiaole was eating mung bean popsicles nearby and watching this scene with a smile. Several members of the family have been admitted to college, which is too exciting. In addition, I have prevented these people from getting sick before, and my family looks very good.

Just drinkable well water.

Even now, he still gives some well water from time to time.

Unexpectedly, the courtyard was turned into Wenquxing Courtyard.

This is not a good thing!

Does anyone believe this?
Of course some people believe it!

And many people firmly believe in this. Otherwise, during the college entrance examination in future generations, some people will burn incense and some will worship the No. 1 Scholar tree.

All kinds of opportunities that can increase children's college entrance examination scores must be done at a high cost.

Hearing this, the eldest sister stretched out her head to look, stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Don't say it yet, Aunt Wang is probably going to have a headache now. What do you want me to say, let them pay for living expenses! The two families will Just like a leech, lying in Uncle Wang’s house sucking blood!”

Wang Qiuju took a look and shook her head: "Why do you care about other people's affairs! Mind your own business!"

She doesn't care about other people's affairs.

Her eldest daughter entered college, which also made her feel more settled.

Although it was said before that all of their family members were college students, that was just talk. It was only now that the eldest sister actually received the university admission notice that the decision was truly settled.

Needless to say, Yang Xiaole ranked first in his grade, and so did Xizi.

In Mai's school, cultural classes are not that important, but his skills scores are always at the top of the grade.

Even Xiaoli, the youngest in the family, has now been admitted to the junior high school of Girls' No.3 Middle School.

Currently participating in military training.

……

The school's "social education" continued, and Yang Xiaole did not participate in activities in the countryside during the summer vacation.

After school started, the atmosphere in the school became even more lively.

The students' emotions became even higher.

The youth leagues of the 4th, 6th and 8th schools took the lead in supporting the youth leagues of the 4th and 6th middle schools and were dissatisfied with the school committees of the 4th and 6th middle schools.

Because the school committee of No. 6 Middle School found the propaganda department.

I expressed strong dissatisfaction with the previous publication of the No. 6 Middle School incident in the newspaper and dealt with some of the more radical students.

Fortunately, today's students still have some sense of propriety in doing things.

"Xiao Le, our school is learning to support No. 6 Middle School. Are you going? It's only at noon, so you won't delay the afternoon class."

Feng Aijun asked Yang Xiaole in class.

Yang Xiaole glanced at the other party, thought about it, and finally nodded.

Since the "social education" activities began, there have been more and more gatherings and activities. He also selectively participated in them, but not all of them.

But he also saw the development of tense.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaole went to the Sixth Middle School with a large number of students.

At the entrance of the school's teaching building, I saw many students.

The person taking the lead was shouting loudly.

The content is naturally about the ideological line of the No. 6 Middle School Committee and the wrong decisions made by the school committee.

Yang Xiaole watched there, and generally speaking, he was relatively restrained.

Because of the need to study, and also to prevent the school from catching absenteeism, the time at noon is not particularly long.

It was the first time for Yang Xiaole to see such a shocking student activity.

No one from the school came out to take care of it.

Don't dare to care either.

When it was almost time to go to school, these students evacuated the school and returned to their own schools.

For a while, these things were all discussed in the school.

Yang Xiaole knew that this matter was just the beginning.

Sure enough, today's matter was not confirmed, and No. 4 Middle School had more and more contacts with other schools.

Moreover, these children are still brewing new things: striking classes and exams.

For the time being, all of this is mainly focused on No. 4 Middle School and No. 6 Middle School. No. 8 Middle School is also responding positively, and more students are still the masses.

For days, these students watched what was going on at other schools.

That day, he was in school when he was suddenly called to the office by Han Jingxuan.

Looking at Han Jingxuan who looked helpless, Yang Xiaole felt strange for a while: "Teacher Han, what's wrong? Do you have something to do with me?"

When the other party saw it, he knew something was about to happen.

Seeing this, Han Jingxuan sighed and said to him: "That's it...don't get excited after hearing this, just listen to me first."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole felt strange for a while.

He said nothing and listened quietly.

"It's like this. The school has a meeting today. The senior high school students are about to graduate. Regardless, the first and second grade students. In order to give other people the opportunity to participate in the management of the class, the school is planning to organize other students to serve as class committee members. …”

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole was stunned for a moment.

Han Jingxuan said it very tactfully, but he understood it.

That means his class cadres have come to an end. Not only him, but also Hua Yourong, the literary and art committee member, and Du Tao's class representative have all come to an end.

The one who was replaced was naturally a popular and professional person like Feng Aijun.

This matter still needs to be discussed from the sixth and fourth middle schools.

The two schools suddenly changed non-cadre monitors and class committee members at short notice, and not just one, but many.

It is estimated that No. 8 Middle School was also influenced by these two schools.

"Well, the school's purpose for doing this is also to give other students opportunities, so you don't have to feel any psychological burden..."

Han Jingxuan explained it there.

Then he asked: "Of course, after all, you have been the monitor for a year and a half. We also want to hear your opinions. You can nominate some class committee members in the class, and I will also consider them."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is also a chance for other students!"

Seeing that Han Jingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, he continued: "For squad leader, I recommend Li Baoguo, for literature and art committee member, I recommend Wang Rong, and for labor committee member, I recommend Feng Aijun..."

He mentioned several students who were the children of cadres.

Li Baoguo's grades are barely there, but he is also an activist and a member of the big courtyard. I have a good relationship with him. If he is asked to be the squad leader, it is still acceptable.

Anyway, it would be disgusting for Yu Wenbin to be the squad leader.

Upon hearing this recommendation, Han Jingxuan just nodded lightly and did not give any reply.

After listening, he said: "Okay, I will seriously consider your suggestion. You can go back first. But I hope that Hua Yourong can do the ideological work of several classmates appropriately. You are the squad leader, and you can do it properly." Set an example!"

"Okay, I get it!"

Yang Xiaole nodded and agreed.

The conversation ended there, and he left the class.

There is no class for Lao Han this afternoon, and it should be announced tomorrow.

Returning to the class, Yang Xiaole called Hua Yourong and others aside and told them the situation.

"Why? We didn't do anything wrong!"

Hua Yourong muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Du Tao also had the same expression, but he didn't say anything.

Although Yang Xiaole knew that a few people knew the reason, he couldn't tell them directly, so he naturally told a few people about Han Jingxuan's reasons.

After finishing speaking, he smiled and said: "Okay, it's said to be taking turns. It's not like they do it all the time. They still have to obey the teacher's arrangements. And it's not our class, it's the same in other classes."

Several people saw this and said nothing more.

They dispersed muttering.

After Hua Yourong came back, she still felt uncomfortable and lay on the table without speaking.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head.

Didn't try to persuade.

"Yang Xiaole!"

While thinking, Chen Xiaolu's shout came from the door.

Yang Xiaole looked up, then stood up and walked out: 'What's wrong? '

"Oh, the youth league development conference is held after school, and all youth leagues must participate..."

"All participating?"

Yang Xiaole frowned: "Didn't all representatives participate in the past? Why do they have to participate today?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaolu said excitedly: "This is the result of the joint efforts of our youth league. The development meeting will be decided by voting, and all youth league members have one vote."

Yang Xiaole was thinking about it after hearing this.

It probably has something to do with the person who changed the class committee to "red".

Then he nodded: "Okay, I understand, I will inform you later."

"Okay, I'll inform the others."

After the other party finished speaking, he said hello and left.

Seeing that the other person went to another class, Yang Xiaole thought about it and returned to his own class.

He conveyed what Chen Xiaolu just said.

Hearing this, everyone in the class looked excited.

Starting from today, the development of the Youth League will no longer be entirely controlled by the school committee, and people like them will also have a say.

(End of this chapter)