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Chapter 108: Never forget your roots (1)

Pei Xiaohong said: "Of course I remember! The biggest difficulty and challenge we will face is the change of old and new ideas and the issue of ideological education."

Qin Lu went on to say: "It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature. The root of this problem is the understanding of the root causes of poverty."

She paused and then said: "Let me tell you, even the 77-level college students are not 100% elite, and there are also some rat shit.

There is a student in our class who comes from a rural area. After arriving in Yanjing, his whole person changed.

Full of vanity, he always competed with the students in the city for food and clothing. He spent all his scholarship money to buy malted milk and milk powder, can after can, and new clothes one after another.

I thought the food in the school cafeteria was not delicious and threw it away after only a few bites. I didn’t seem to feel bad about spending my family’s money.

You think, no matter how good a person is at studying, will he be useful to society in the future? Can he become a useful pillar of the country?"

"Not only cannot they, but they may become worms in the country. Because they are selfish at heart. They are afraid of poverty and fear that one day they will return to the hard days of the past, so they will do everything they can to gain benefits," Zhou Haiyang said.

Tan Yuanyuan said: "This situation also happens in the National Normal University. There is a student in our grade from a rural area. His parents came all the way from the countryside to visit him. He felt that his parents were rustic and refused to see them.

Finally, the parents found the teacher, and the student had to come forward and told his classmates that the old couple were their neighbors."

Qin Lu said: "This kind of college students who dislike their parents' rusticity cannot have their own hometown in their hearts. After graduating from college, they will not think about how to change the backwardness of the countryside. And in future work, they will definitely be someone who dislikes the poor and loves the rich.

People who are powerful and vain. Such people will eventually lose themselves because of money, and even commit crimes and fall into depravity.”



Zhou Haiyang said: "On May Day one year, I went to Xidan with some out-of-town classmates. In the department store, we saw a girl from our department who lives in the countryside, standing at the clothing counter, with her standing next to her.

farmer father.

This girl fell in love with a suit of clothes and insisted on her father buying it. Her father looked embarrassed.

A few of us walked up to her and asked her what was wrong. She had unhappiness written all over her face and remained silent.

At this time, I saw her father grabbing a large amount of money from the cloth pocket he carried with him, all of which were change in the face value of one yuan or two yuan. The largest face value was five yuan. He said to us in embarrassment: Her mother

She is currently living in a hospital in Yanjing, and the money is for her mother's medical treatment...

Before her father could finish speaking, the woman left her father angrily and turned away..."

Liu Yan said: "Sister, it is precisely because of the existence of this phenomenon that we need to do it. If the 77-level college students from rural areas are not willing to do it, no one will be willing to do it in the future."

"This road has a long way to go!" Qin Lu finished speaking and sighed: "How many units are vying for graduates of the 1977 university, and how many units in Yanjing are waiting for you.

However, you few have given up the superior conditions and chosen such a path that no one wants to take...

Don’t think I’m nagging you. The reason why I’m telling you this is because there are too many things like this happening around me.”



That day, on the train to Yanjing, Qin Lu told everyone a true story that happened when she went to the mountains and countryside:

The place where I once jumped in line was the poorest county in the northwest and the poorest commune in the county.

At the end of 1976, the commune transferred me from the production team to the commune to participate in the research of poor households.

During my time in the commune, almost every morning or evening, I could see a mute old man pushing a tofu cart, walking slowly through the town.

From the battery speaker in the car, a clear and pleasant female voice came out: Selling tofu, authentic braised tofu! Tofu.

I was very curious, and someone told me that the voice in the speaker was the voice of the mute old man's daughter.

When someone said this, I became even more curious.

They told me a story that happened to this mute old man.

This old man has a daughter, and she has a nice name, Wang Hailian.

Wang Hailian's family is very poor, and her only source of livelihood is relying on her mute father, who rings a bell every morning or evening and sells tofu in the streets.

In the early days, there was no clear voice of my daughter on the tofu truck.

From the day Wang Hailian became sensible, she felt ashamed and humiliated because she had a mute father.

Some children are ordered by adults to buy tofu and run away without paying for the tofu. Whenever this happens, the father will just straighten his neck and be too anxious to shout.

But Wang Hailian would only look at her father sadly, and then walk away without saying a word.

In her heart, she never hated those children, she only hated that her father was mute.

Wang Hailian's mother passed away very early and left no portrait behind, only a two-inch black and white photo of her and the mute before she got married. This photo has been framed on the back of the square mirror at home.

Whenever the mute old man was ignored by his daughter, he would turn over the back of the square mirror and look at his wife silently. He would not leave silently until he saw that he had to work.

What Wang Hailian hated most in her life was that other children called her "the dumb girl."

When she couldn't scold those children anymore, she would run home, stand in front of her father who was grinding tofu, and spit on them.

Although she didn't understand what it meant, it was what other children did when they scolded her.

When she scolded her father in this way for the first time, the mute old man stopped what he was doing and looked at his daughter blankly for a long time, with tears in his eyes flowing down like a river.

Wang Hailian rarely saw her father cry, so she was frightened!

That day, the mute old man hid in the tofu shop and cried all night. It was a silent cry.

From then on, Wang Hailian made up her mind to study hard and go to middle school in the county. She wanted to leave this place where everyone knew her father was dumb!

After hard work, Wang Hailian was finally admitted to the county middle school.

When she received the admission notice, her father put on the blue coat that his aunt had sewn for him for the first time ten years ago. He sat under the light of the early autumn evening, and with a joyful and solemn expression, he handed over a pile of banknotes that still smelled like tofu.

, was delivered to Wang Hailian's hand, and she kept "talking" in her mouth.

Wang Hailian felt the joy and pride in her father's heart, and watched blankly as he went to inform relatives and neighbors with a satisfied smile.

When she saw her father leading her second uncle to pull out the big fat pig that he had carefully raised for two years and slaughter it, and invite all the villagers to celebrate her going to middle school, she didn't know what touched her hard heartstrings.

, finally couldn’t help crying.

In front of everyone, Wang Hailian took some pieces of pork to her father and shouted with tears: "Dad, Dad, you eat meat."

The father couldn't hear it, but he knew what his daughter meant. His eyes were brighter than ever before, and his tears were mixed with the bulk rice wine and the meat that his daughter brought over.

On this day, the mute old man was drunk!

Thirteen years! Thirteen years!

This was the first time he had ever seen his daughter shout "Daddy" to him.



[Author's digression]: "1002889 Rebirth 1976 Begins as an Educated Youth" is a long serial officialdom novel that is completely different from the promotion of children from poor families...

Through the encounters of the protagonist's family in historical periods, the experience of going to the mountains and countryside, and the personal growth process, the work shapes the political character of a generation of people who love the motherland, understand the national conditions, sympathize with the people, care about the fate of the nation, and hope for the steady development of the country.

The author uses a different thinking and vision from previous officialdom works, and uses personal experience to take you from a new perspective to understand and recognize the other side of the positive energy of officialdom from the 1970s to the 21st century, as well as

The mind and pattern of a generation...

I hope to continue to receive criticism, guidance, encouragement and support from all readers in various ways!

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