Mr. Wei, his father, and hundreds of people in the mountain village tried their best to protect what was actually a pile of ancient books! Those books that were most likely burned down in that era were saved with their lives.

Except for Mr. Wei and the old people who participated in this matter, everyone thought that it was either a pile of gold, silver and jewelry, or a large number of precious cultural relics.

Looking at the stunned Li Zewen, Mr. Wei said, "Isn't it a surprise? When I saw these books, my expression should be the same as yours." My father was a scholar, and even after he entered the government department, he never stopped studying. He treats books as his life. These books, from the northernmost to the southernmost, in the end, we lost even the last baggage, but not a single book was missing. ”

"I didn't expect that the few big boxes that my father had spent so much effort to bring were a pile of books. At the time, I couldn't understand why he had gone to great lengths to bring these books that were available everywhere. Until that catastrophe, all the books that could seal the memory of the times and preserve the beauty of the world were burned. Looking back, I realized how precious these books were. ”

"I thought maybe I should let them see the light of day or give them to the government. They stay here, just stay here, and don't make any sense. However, I can't read the outside world, I don't know what will become of these books when they go outside, and will they be able to continue to circulate in their entirety?"

Mr. Wei shook his head, and finally said, "I haven't figured this out yet, the outside world doesn't need the memory of that era anymore." ”

Li Zewen sighed, and it took a while to come to his senses, but he said, "First of all, I want to marvel at this basement, which can preserve books for more than half a century, is simply the greatest project of the people." ”

"It was dug up by my father and a few people in the village for half a year, and my father was well-read and had some attainments in architecture. Mr. Wei said proudly.

Nodding his head slowly, Li Zewen said in a deep voice, "Mr. Wei, these books should be allowed to see the light of day again." This era is not that the memory of that era is not needed, but that the memory of that era is lacking. We're going too fast, and we're losing sight of the other. Now we should look back and make up for the memories of the times that are short and faulty. ”

"Do you think these books have such a big effect?" asked Mr. Wei.

Li Zewen nodded affirmatively, "There must be, and Mr. Li Mai must think that there must be." ”

As he spoke, he smiled and continued, "Mr. Li Mai said that there must be something interesting hidden in the mountain village. I wonder if he had already guessed that the so-called treasure was not some gold and silver treasure, but these precious black gold?"

"It's no surprise that he just guessed. Mr. Wei made a gesture of please, and climbed up first.

Outside, Mr. Wei and Li Zewen walked towards the school together, and said, "The first time Mr. Li came, the first thing he paid attention to was the school. I think he is quite accurate in his reading of people, and I can see that his gaze when he looks at the school building is different from that of others. ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Li Zewen, "It's a little similar to the look you had when you first saw the school building." You have one thing in common with him, and you should be one. I have eaten imperial grain, but I don't have a high education. But often in terms of dealing with people, well, to put it more broadly, is the worldview, which is several levels higher than many people. ”

"Educating power is not a slogan to be painted on the wall. Li Zewen said in a deep voice, "To say a pretentious word, every Chinese represents a China that has shrunk countless times." Whether we look at each other or outsiders, every action we see, every word we hear, and even every expression we hear from each of us and every group are a direct reflection of the country. ”

With their hands behind their backs, Li Zewen and Mr. Wei walked up the stairs and slowly walked up the small square in front of the school building, where workers were seriously constructing and thoroughly reinforcing and transforming the school building, so that the school building could stand tall without destroying the original style.

"Personally, I'm very dissatisfied with the current education system, but that doesn't mean I'm going to resist getting an education. Those are two different things. Fortunately, the education system is constantly improving, deepening reforms, and developing for the better. To tell you the truth, I was very naughty and fun when I was in school. But when it comes to academics, I can often concentrate on studying hard. Because I at least know one truth, if you don't learn, you will be bullied. This is true for one person, and even more so for a country. ”

As he spoke, he smiled, "Old village chief, you insist on running a school in the village and letting every child receive education, but you are actually doing a meritorious thing. In a few years, when the children grow up, they will surely remember your kindness and pass it on for generations to come. ”

"A little bit of a career isn't worth mentioning. Mr. Wei waved his hand and said, sat down at the pavilion with Li Zewen, and watched the workers working from a distance.

"As you said, people are an integral part of the nation. Ten years of trees, 100 years of people. The merit of an educational power does not lie in the moment, but in the inheritance from generation to generation. New China is only more than 60 years old, and it is still far from the goal. If there are some detours in the middle, it will take another few decades. Thousands of years of merit, merit in the thousands of years. What I have done is a drop of water in the vast ocean, and it may not be enough. ”

Li Zewen smiled slightly, "The old village chief is humble. You said it well, what you have started to do in the past few decades, what we have started to do now, may not have much effect in our lifetime, but as long as we persist in doing it, future generations will sincerely kowtow three times when we go to the grave during the Qingming Festival. ”

"Hahaha! Mr. Li is also a free and easy person. Mr. Wei brushed his beard and laughed heartily, "I wonder if Xiao Li can drink two cups?"

"The amount of alcohol is acceptable. Li Zewen nodded.

"Then, you and I have a drink at noon, my high-quality rice wine is no worse than Moutai produced on the assembly line. Mr. Wei said with a smile.

Li Zewen laughed, "The juniors obey orders!"

By this time, Li Zewen had completely understood. Mr. Wei agreed to let those books see the light of day again, and at the same time put forward his own requirements in your back and forth conversations, and Li Zewen also made all promises, and promised to do his best.

The matter of the treasure mentioned by Li Mai was determined in the seemingly ambiguous but clear meaning of the conversation between the two.