Attack Stream of Life

    "Uncle, I want to be like you." said Wei Ge, who was severely beaten by domestic and foreign businessmen at the Canton Fair.

    At this time, they have returned to Changshan Village, like Cinderella after twelve o'clock. There is no gathering of merchants, and there is no wide-open world, only farmers and mountains that are plucking food in the fields day after day.

      He couldn't get into a word of what they said, he knew every word, but couldn't understand it.

    He also saw Qingchuan walking through the exhibition gracefully, with an unfamiliar smile on his face, politeness and elegance covering up the courtesy, even the size of the arc of the arm and the footsteps are well-designed, perfect into the foreign business.

    It felt like Qingchuan was in another world, those who stood with him were also in another world, and Wei Ge couldn't even touch it from a distance.

    Weige desires to go higher, he clearly heard his desire, he wants to stand in the middle of that circle. But he didn't know who to look for, and even the mayor who said he was one of the best in the countryside had become a bastard, and he could only show his timidity in front of Qingchuan.

    "A little fool."

    Qing Chuan stared at him for a long time, staring at Wei Ge uneasy, he suddenly stretched out his finger and knocked on his forehead.

    "Huh?"

    "In the shack below, there are two university professors, a surgeon and a big capitalist, each of them can be your teacher. Not only the English you want can be learned from there Come, there is other knowledge, let's go and impress them with your sincerity."

    Weige's eyes widened slightly, he knew that the shack below was where he used to live, and after repairing it a few times, he could barely keep out the wind and rain. He also knew that Qingchuan had sent some thick bedding and emergency medicines there. He even knew that Ma Anna had been there many times and delivered food.

    ...It turns out that those people are such amazing people, even if they are down and out now, there are others who are willing to give them convenience.

    "Wait for me." Qing Chuan turned around and went to the firewood house. When he came back, he had some books in his hands. When he took a closer look, they were all in foreign languages.

    "Here, your textbooks. That's all for now. There are poems, novels, and technical materials. You can't let people see or know about them, not even your closest friends. Just wait for the jail time." Qing Chuan folded a few blank notebooks and pencils for him as he said, "Go back and prepare two pens that can be used together. Handwriting is the second face of a person. If you want to learn it, you have to learn it well."

    "Uncle?" Wei Ge was a little surprised and at a loss.

    "You little fool." Qing Chuan sighed and couldn't help laughing again, "I prepared these things a few years ago, just wait until you find out that it's not easy to get along outside, come here Tell me: Uncle, I want to read more. You little bastard, you only know what's going on in your twenties. How much time is wasted? Fortunately, it's not too late, and there is still hope if you work hard now."

    If I never understand... This question is pressing in Wei Ge's heart, and I don't know how to ask it.

    Waiting for Wei Ge to hold the book, Qingchuan brought out another basket, which was full of rice noodles, bacon, pickles, and snacks. "This is the apprenticeship ceremony. You have to show sincerity whether they accept it or not. These people have suffered a lot of crimes over the years, and some of them were reported by students who are their children. Now they are astonished, so if they refuse to accept it. Don't be annoyed either. You learn from Liu Bei's example of looking at the cottage three times, do you know that if you have a will, things will come true?"

    "Also, if someone accepts you as a student, you will treat them as parents. It is exaggerated to be a teacher for one day and a father for life, but it is not without any truth. impart knowledge. It's a serious matter, it's still necessary to respect the teacher and respect the Tao. Don't act like you are facing me, no big or small."

    Weige pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, he just nodded.

    "Go chase your dreams, and give me anything that hinders you."

    Weige was ready for a long-term war of resistance, but things went smoothly, and he agreed almost as soon as he heard his request.

    Weige heard another unfamiliar Qingchuan from their mouths. It was different from the evil spirits that played tricks on people under the bridge, it was different from the laziness and gentleness at home in the past, and it was also different from fighting for reasons in front of the villagers. the 'brutal frankness'.

    Qingchuan is an intellectual who is good at listening and giving reasonable advice, very graceful, respectful of knowledge, and occasionally romantic, even in such an era The complex of hairpin, chrysanthemum and crab, climbing high and full moon.

    He always works silently, and does not treat them with mercy and compassion, but respects each other like brothers and sisters and maintains a due distance. He brings them old newspapers every month, talks to them, brings hope and comfort to distant families in their name, and does something for them if he has time.

    Qingchuan did not give them a lot of material, but brought spiritual comfort.

    If it is only once or twice, everyone will still have doubts, but if it is a few years, you will be able to see the true xinxing.

    It can be said that these middle-aged and elderly people have regarded Qingchuan as a 'young friend', so Qingchuan's adopted son is their nephew. So Wei Ge just opened his mouth, and everyone expressed their willingness to teach and guide him.

    Weige suddenly realized that long, long ago, before he even learned to walk, the road was paved for him by Qingchuan, all he had to do was to walk up, run, and keep run.

    He was holding something and crying in the middle of the road, with a very ugly expression on his face, and he kept crying. If he was cared and cared so much in this world, why would he give up?

    'What kind of person is my adoptive father? ' Wei Ge asked more than once, which side is the real him, or which side is the real him? Qingchuan was praised by others, and he was honored, but he couldn't avoid worry in his heart, can such a person really be able to chase after him in his lifetime?

    Now he doesn't think about it anymore.

    Worrying about these things every day is simply an insult to that person. He has to become better before he can say he likes it.

    Stimulated by this kind of mood, Wei Ge studied more desperately, which made this group of middle-aged and elderly people amazed. After all, they are children who have been well affected. attitude and learning attitude are different.

    Qingchuan still presides over the work of the clay workshop, because the Canton Fair was a hit, and now he has more than 30 disciples, and the salary is calculated according to the salary of the third-level worker. Because the clay workshop is owned by the village collective, half of the money from the Canton Fair goes to the village and will be distributed to the villagers as welfare at the end of the year. Therefore, Changshan Village now regards the clay workshop as a golden baby, and respects Qingchuan very much.

    It is a well-informed educated youth friend who heard Qingchuan's deeds at the Canton Fair (the villagers who went with him told the story of Qingchuan over and over again), and he couldn't help but admire it. This is the Canton Fair. It is a heroic act to be able to face danger at such an exhibition and win a large order for the country at a critical time. The commune even deliberately put the name of Qingchuan as a model worker in the newspaper, and won the honor.

    In the next few years, Qingchuan took people to the Canton Fair every year, and achieved good results every year. master.

      . Qingchuan, who is less than forty, even the old man speaks with awe.

    So far, Qingchuan has become a monster in the village.

    In a flash, after the most chaotic and painful year, the next year is the big day of resuming the college entrance examination, Qingchuan remembers it very clearly. He went to the captain and said that the college entrance examination might be resumed this year. Qingchuan proposed to hold an evening study class, and welcome educated youth and villagers with a junior high school degree or above to come to the class.

    Let's not talk about the possibility of resuming the college entrance examination, let's just say that everyone can learn and progress together. As for teachers, it is also convenient. There are two university professors in the shack. Who can be more knowledgeable than them and suitable for teaching and educating people.

    Qingchuan still has the right to speak in the village, and he has a wide range of information. Although he is uncertain, but according to the captain's own understanding, the matter of resuming the college entrance examination may not be groundless.

    The captain thought in his heart that there were quite a few children with junior high school education in his village in the past few years. If nothing else, didn’t all those nephews and nieces in Qingchuan be admitted to junior high school or even high school by him? The same is true for Qingchuan's adopted son, Wei Ge. If it hadn't been for the two-year strike, he would have finished high school. If the college entrance examination can really be resumed, how many college students will there be in the village?

    College students.

    Thinking of these three words, the team leader is full of enthusiasm. The village has become rich in recent years, but the culture has not kept up. It really needs someone to take the lead and go out.

    Just do it!

    Before the Lantern Festival, this mutual aid class in the village was held. Everyone didn't know what this was for, but when they saw that Qingchuan had his adopted son, his nephew and niece, and even the eldest niece who was already working in the clay workshop, they rushed to the classroom to teach, and they knew that this must be a good thing.

    Although they don't understand, but they can see it, just follow the capable ones. Moreover, even if the class is in the evening, it will not delay the daytime work.

    And, most importantly, not everyone can enter this class, and they must have a junior high school degree or above. Oh, among the young people in the village, less than 20 have a junior high school education or above, and one-third belong to the Qingchuan family. Who made them have Qingchuan who values ​​learning and is generous?

    This limited thing is considered a good thing. If there is no restriction, it will feel particularly unclassified.

    The young people in the village actively participated, and the educated youth also signed up one after another. This class is set in a whitewashed classroom, with a large electric light shining on, and university professors answering questions, which is more convenient than pondering with an oil lamp.

    In October, the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination finally reached the village, and the children in the study class were so excited that they shed tears. Taking out the stance of hanging beams and thorns, there is not much time left for them, only more than three months. Fortunately, they still found some knowledge that they had lost and forgotten more than half a year ago.

    The question now is, what content will be taken in the resumption of the college entrance examination this time, is it the previous mathematics, physics and chemistry, or the agricultural machinery and pig raising in the future? The professors analyzed that this time mainly for the selection of high-tech talents, so the probability of taking mathematics, physics and chemistry is very high.

    Then the problem is, the textbooks of mathematics, physics and chemistry can no longer be found, and some of the students in the back have never studied, what should I do now?

    At the critical time, Qingchuan trustees sent several sets of old textbooks for junior high school and high school and self-study books of mathematics, physics and chemistry. Others participated in the Canton Fair in Guangzhou and did not forget about this place. They collected some early and waited. Use this time.

    The students were overjoyed, a few people read a set, and they did not forget to ponder when they were eating and sleeping. The educated youths from the next village knew that they had classes and teaching materials, and they all rushed over. Originally, the classroom was not too small, more than enough to accommodate thirty or forty people, but when the educated youth from other villages came, the classroom was crowded with sixty people, and the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month were actually hot and sweating.

    After the autumn harvest is the slack time for farming, the team leader thought that so many educated youths would always be able to pass the test, and he was eager to gain some incense, so he avoided the task of the educated youths going to work in the last month and let them concentrate on reviewing Exams, as did other young people in the village who took the exams.

    Qingchuan is really a good father and a good uncle. He used his original relationship in the slaughterhouse to buy some meat every day, Wei Ge and his nephews and nieces, basically every night Received Qingchuan's own supper. Most of them are noodles in broth, with half a poached egg and a few green vegetables or mushrooms lying on top, and then topped with a spoonful of minced meat, which is so fragrant that other people's stomachs are covered.

    Other people in the village and family members brought supper here. Although there is no meat, there are usually eggs. They are full of heart. But what about the educated youth? I had to read **** an empty stomach while being drooled by the fragrance on the side.

     Qingchuan didn't want to send out envy, jealousy and hatred when he sent supper. Every day, he steamed wowotou with finely ground cornmeal, each educated youth could receive one, and served it with a bowl of warm bone vegetable soup, which was warm and filling.

    The educated youths ate such a heart-warming supper, and they were grateful. Not to mention, things with oil and water are delicious, and sometimes you can find two pieces of minced meat in the soup, which is very satisfying.

    In December, a large truck sent the candidates to the examination room. Compared with other candidates who were shivering with their reference books in the cold wind, the candidates in Changshan can be said to be well prepared. They even I also took two mock exams in order to adapt to the atmosphere of the exam room in advance.

    —It can be said that they are fully prepared in terms of knowledge and psychology, so they can be calmer when they take the real exam. Especially compared to the examinees who were in the examination room with agricultural machinery to raise pigs to review, and when they saw the question in the examination room, they collapsed and cried.

    The exam was rushed, and the grades were marked in a hurry. After the test, before the results come out, everyone first estimates the scores, and then fills in the volunteers.

    Generally, those who are very confident in themselves will fill up the top universities such as Tsinghua and Peking University, and those who are not sure will settle for second, and even consider filling in the teaching profession that is very unpopular today.

    Wei Ge filled out Tsinghua's major in finance. He wanted to be an excellent businessman, and Qingchuan also supported him very much. However, his teacher felt it was a pity, because Wei Ge was very keen on numbers and was a good seed for learning mathematics.

    Qingchuan's eldest niece applied for the Fine Arts Department of the Provincial Academy of Fine Arts. She belongs to the family with relatively artistic talent and can eat this bowl of rice. Other nephews and nieces also filled in the schools in the province, because the evaluation scores were not high, they were all looking for a very common university and chose a relatively unpopular major.

    Qingchuan knew that Wei Ge's grades were good and had great hopes. The only thing he worried about was that his ingredients were low. His grandparents were big landlords, so there were some obstacles. So Qingchuan deliberately went to the commune and the county to run around, hoping that he would still have some face.

    From January of the following year, admission notices will be sent one after another. Qingchuan has seven nephews and nieces. Except for the eldest nephew, who has no exams for work in the slaughterhouse, all others have taken the exam. Six of them have passed the exam, and the remaining three are still students who can continue the exam. Other people in the village passed the test in two, and the educated youth also passed the test in seven, accounting for almost one-third.

    But there is no news of Wei Ge.

    Qingchuan knew that the situation was not very good, because Wei Ge's grades should be relatively high. He asked someone to inquire. It turned out that an uncle of Tang Yu, a colleague in the slaughterhouse, was from the Education Bureau, and the other party sent a message to Qingchuan.

    Weige was admitted, but that place was given to the nephew of a county leader. Many people know about this, including the township chief of their commune and the chief of the village. Now everyone has gone to the capital to report that raw rice is cooked.

    Qing Chuan's face was black for a while, and his lips were stretched into a straight line.

    "Xiao Ge, let's take the test again next June. Uncle promises you, as long as you can pass the test, you will definitely pass."

    Wei Ge also held his breath in his heart. He studied hard for half a year, took the exam with this year's college entrance examination freshmen, and was admitted to the previous school and major again. Qingchuan made all preparations in advance, and the admission list arrived at the county education bureau. He came to the door, and then the notice was delivered to Wei Ge.

    "I quit my job and go to the capital with you." Qing Chuan raked his slightly long hair back, his smile a little cold.

    "Can it be done?" Wei Ge was pleasantly surprised. Qingchuan was the soul of the clay workshop. Although there were already several apprentices, their craftsmanship and Qingchuan's craftsmanship were truly a masterpiece of cloud and mud. No, anyone with eyes can see that they are able to participate in the Canton Fair mainly by the clay figurines made by Qingchuan, and the clay figurines of other people cannot reach the level of going abroad.

    "I'll quit if I can. I worked hard in the front, but they bullied my children in the back. Do you really think I have no temper?" Qingchuan was also quite angry, he was afraid of this, and called him early. After saying hello, who cares about him? A university place can be said to be the top. Can you really think of him as one of your own? Not a single block?

     Wei Ge blushed when he heard that he was fighting for himself. When he thought that he was going to the capital with Qingchuan, there were no other nephews and nieces competing for favor, and his heart couldn't be more beautiful.

    Qingchuan immediately resigned from his job, the mayor almost cried and begged him to stop making trouble, Qingchuan said with a cold face, "I am a good child, and I finally got into college, and the quota is said to be overwhelming. It's over, do you think I don't know, and are still laughing at me for being stupid behind my back? I'm so desperate to be a bull and a horse, and others set fire to my house behind me. I'm so cheap to continue. I have a craftsmanship Where can I not live? I’m still a fellow here, are you a human being? Are you bullying people like this? Well, don’t persuade them, I’m ashamed, I don’t have to be trampled on like this.”

    Watching Qingchuan take pictures of his resignation letter and rushed away, the captain also cried, "I said he is a bully, just like his mother, vengeful, angry, you look at him for so many years Even my own father said no. You have to ask him for a place for an adopted son. Who doesn't know that Qing University is a good school, but we have to see if we can get it. Although Wei Ge is a descendant of a landlord, he is now being accepted by others. Keeping him. He is only an adopted son, and he is raised by his own son, isn’t he really annoyed now?”

    "We can't do without him in the clay workshop?" The county leader was sullen.

    As a result, the township chief and the captain both turned their heads, "I really can't do it without him." The golden signboard of Changshan Village is considered a smash.

    But it's too late to say anything now, Qingchuan has already packed up, entrusted the house to his elder brother and set off for the capital.