Zhou Fengyan patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, Xiaoyun, you are a man, how did you become a little girl?" Only a little girl will cry delicately, no matter how coaxed she is, she can't coax it! ”

"Sister!" Xibao suddenly thought of Fubao.

Father Lu touched the top of his grandson's head and said to Zhao Xiaoyun: "Xiaoyun, quickly help your grandfather Zhou into the house to eat, the farm is just around the corner, there is a lot of work in our brigade, we can't be idle for a while, we have to work after eating, if you don't eat, how can you have the strength to work?" ”

"Can you do less?" Zhao Xiaoyun was even more distressed when he heard that Zhou Fengyan was injured and had to work.

"If you don't work, it's suspicious, and it's not without people with bad intentions in the Wang Lou brigade." Guan Cheng thought of Wang Xinlai's family, which made everyone feel like a fish in his throat, "Uncle and grandfather often let me take this group of old people to work, don't worry, I will try my best to arrange some easy work for Grandpa Zhou, so that his injury will not worsen." ”

When Zhao Xiaoyun heard this, he immediately bowed to Guan Cheng.

"Thank you, Brother Acheng, my greatest luck is to meet you."

"Senior brother, don't say kind words, eat, hurry up and eat!" Guan Cheng took out the scallion pancakes that had been baked, as well as a crockpot of dried sweet potato porridge, "Xibao, it's time to eat, your favorite scallion pancake." ”

"Thank you, Brother Acheng!"

After eating, Wang Zhengguo really asked Guan Cheng to lead this group of old people to work, more than 20 old people, very spectacular.

Although they are kind-hearted, but their charges are conclusive, and the vast majority of middle-aged men and women still avoid them, for fear of getting into trouble, so they pull their curious children and hurriedly walk away.

Zhao Xiaoyun felt extremely uncomfortable, his eyes were very red, but he didn't dare to shed tears when he followed behind.

"Come to us, you will be grateful to God in your heart!" Lu Tianzhi said in a low voice, "It's terrible outside, I came back from a trip and felt that our Wanglou Brigade was a paradise." When he was a child, he forgot the past of being mistreated.

"What is Xanadu?" Zhao Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Tianzhi almost choked on his own saliva, and glared: "You haven't read Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring"? ”

Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, "I have only memorized the Qinyuan Spring Bu operator." ”

Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuanming? Isn't that the old culture? It's long gone in textbooks.

"Okay, okay, you can do it, it's like we haven't memorized it, I still have this!" Lu Tianzhi took out a red book from his pocket, "Do you have one?" ”

Zhao Xiaoyun's answer was to take out a copy from his pocket, and the version was exactly the same.

Zhao Xiaoyun soon discovered that almost everyone in the Wanglou Brigade had a copy, and they were all exactly the same red book.

"Someone should be illiterate, right?" Zhao Xiaoyun pulled Lu Tianzhi and asked.

The answer was Guan Yu, "You should say that except for the young people who have gone to school, there are not many literate old people except for the Lu family!" What about literacy or illiterateness? The passion for learning is the most important thing. After the new edition was published, although the price was not high, and the vast majority of the people could afford it, my uncle and aunt still asked my grandfather to pay a sum of money and asked my uncle and grandfather to buy a batch and send one copy each. ”

It's just not expensive, and when everyone accepted it calmly, they also remembered this favor.

In the words of Feng Qingxue, the red book is a talisman, and the effect is particularly good to refute others with the quotations in it.

The good thinking of their Wang Lou brigade is manifested in the fact that they have a red book, even if the illiterate old people, listen to others read it many times, they can remember a few words, and go out to show off with high spirits, and compare with the production brigade around which there are not many red books that are mostly illiterate, and instantly feel that they are very powerful.