After the best friends left, Zhou Zhi began to perform the last proofreading of his articles.

Submissions in previous lives were just a temporary game, but now they have become more serious, and the article has been changed from one article to two.

The review is completed soon, and now we are going to cast them out.

After explaining to my grandmother, Zhou Zhi left the house.

The small county town in 1991 was already quite prosperous. The previous Shitouzi Road had been replaced with cement roads. Although the urban area had not been expanded yet, buildings were being built everywhere in the city.

The small county town is sandwiched at the entrance of Hongshui River and the Yangtze River. The Hongshui River bends around from the bottom of Anle Mountain in the southwest, and finally merges into the Yangtze River, forming a triangle area.

At the intersection of the two rivers, there is a large stone beach with a whole piece of sand and gravel as the main body. The stone beach will be flooded every year when floods rise. The flood washed out various trenches and hollows on the rock beach. When the water recedes, rainwater will accumulate, and water trenches, tadpoles, small fish and shrimps will grow in the water. As well as aquatic beetles called "water turtles", they are places where children in the county like to play.

There are roughly three roads in the county, one is the old Shiban Road in Chengguan Town, which has been used in ancient times, along the wooden buildings and small brick buildings by the river, and from the Chishui River Wharf to Zaoling Bridge.

That road is Zhouzhi’s favorite memory of the old city. The streets are quaint and quiet.

Except for a few blue brick buildings, the rest are separated by wooden boards. In the morning, the door panels facing the street were removed, and there were small shops, restaurants, and teahouses.

Every time there will be a big banyan tree or an old osmanthus tree on the side of the road, and there will be a circle of stone railings around the tree. It is also a place for residents to rest and chat. During the event, many villagers will sit there and put their backpacks or vegetable picks in front.

Some small courtyards are also located on that road. Those were the mansions of wealthy families in the past, and later distributed to several families.

Many of those small yards are very exquisite, with carved windows, carved stone foundations, painted buildings and beams. Some of them also have a large stone water tank in the patio.

There are many curved depressions on the edge of the water tank, all of which are used by people living in the yard, using the water tank as whetstones and grinding them over decades.

Later, with the development of the small town, another road was built behind the wooden buildings on the road that was one side of the Yangtze River, and larger settlement areas were formed on both sides of the road, and Chengguan Town became Jiachuan County.

The road was first made of stone and later cement.

The main road started from Chishui River Wharf and went all the way to Zaoling Bridge. The middle section of the main road was built next to the old industrial and commercial bureau’s former site, which connected the bus station and the ferry terminal.

That section of road is called the new highway and is a hub connecting the water and land routes of Jiachuan County.

Yang He’s family is in Baimi Township on the other side of the river. Every time he goes home, he has to take a ferry on the new highway.

Later, the new highway continued to go south and finally arrived at Egong Mountain on the outskirts of the city. Then, they surrounded the county town and connected the Chishui River Wharf and the Xinluo Wharf again to form a ring line.

Taking this ring line as a distinction, from Chishui River Wharf to Xinluo Wharf, the urban construction within the ring line is changing with each passing day, forming a relatively modern new city.

The section from Xin Highway to Zaoling Bridge still maintains its original quaint style, and looks declining and dilapidated.

The people of Jiachuan used the flow direction of the Yangtze River as a distinction, and called a section of Xincheng Xiaguan Town and a section of the upper reaches Shangguan Town. In fact, in the real administrative division, Shangguan Xiaguan is one district, Chengguan District.

The post office that Zhou Zhi is going to is opposite the former site of the Xinluo Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Speaking of which, it feels like the place is full of big bosses, but in fact, it only takes more than ten minutes to walk according to the normal walking speed.

So Jiachuan County is now a small sparrow with all its internal organs. Speaking of actual core area, it is not as large as a university.

There is no taxi in the county yet, and Zhou Zhi's wound has not recovered, so he raised his hand and called a three-wheeler.

I heard that when I went to the post office, Master Sanlun was a little strange. How lazy is this kid?

It took only a few minutes, one dollar, and Zhou Zhi arrived at the door of the post office.

The two articles were quite thick. I asked the staff at the post office, bought large envelopes from the staff, and bought stamps for urgent needs. I wrote the address on the counter on the side, pasted the stamps with paste, sealed the envelope, and threw them into the large green postbox next to it.

After leaving the post office, it was almost when the agency got off work. Zhou Zhi saw several people wearing industrial and commercial uniforms. His father, who was wearing tweed coats, was coming out of the old Industrial and Commercial Bureau, now Chengguan Town Industrial and Commercial Office.

Zhou Zhi waved to the other side. Director Liu Changzheng noticed this and reminded his father.

My father hurriedly explained to Chang Liu a few words and walked over with a big leather bag in his arms: "Zhou Zhi, why are you here? Didn't your Uncle Xinhua ask you to recuperate at home?"

"Uncle Xinhua also said he should walk more to avoid intestinal membrane adhesion, so I went out for a walk."

My dad is really young and strong. He still has thick black hair on his head and has a kind of elegant temperament.

My dad was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a pen on his chest bag and a long tweed coat on his outside.

The material of the coat was sent by my cousin who worked in the Yuzhou Wool Spinning Factory. At that time, Yuzhou had a shortage of color TVs. I found my dad. My dad got him a ticket for a 21-inch panda color TV in the county. My cousin happily took a boat from Yuzhou to move the color TVs, and sent many woolen factories to many factories.

My cousin is a wool mill worker and a tailor who is an amateur. That time he taught Mrs. Zhang to make a suit, which happened several years ago.

My dad is wearing a tweed coat that he has done with Zhang Daqing back then, and now he looks very fit and handsome.

My father looked up and down at Zhou Zhi before saying, "That's it, let's call me three cycles of reincarnation."

"Um."

The father and son took a three-round trip, and the father said, "It's convenient now. Do you know my pager number?"

"have no idea."

"Then remember." My father reported a few numbers: "If you encounter such a thing in the future, remember to remind your mother and call me in time."

Pagers in this era are still new things. The county is equipped with only the bureau level or above, and they are still digital. In this way, they cost more than one thousand each.

Zhou Zhi, in his previous life, was still a heartless guy at this time, but now he sighed secretly. It seems that this career crisis has actually had a big blow to my father.

My dad had never told Zhou Zhi about the pager number before, because he thought it was for him to work and had nothing to do with the private affairs at home.

This is actually better now, which means that my father’s thoughts have begun to change and are somewhat "transparent".

However, Zhou Zhi couldn't comfort him, so he just repeated the pager number: "Well, remember."

"Just remember." My dad began to care about Zhou Zhi's surgery again: "Is the wound okay? Did it hurt at that time?"

"It doesn't hurt, I fell asleep on the operating table. I was woken up after the operation, and then I continued to sleep on the hospital bed."

"That's fine." Dad nodded: "But after all, it's been delayed for a few days of study, so I still have to make up for it."

Zhou Zhi looked at his father in surprise, this...this...

"I know you have emotions about your mother's decision." My father patiently explained: "But after all, the times are different. Now the country is more urgently needed by construction talents and research talents with a background in science and engineering."

"Of course, this does not mean that you are going to sing high-profile." Dad said: "This means that in the next few years, your employment direction, and your science courses will obviously have a broader future than liberal arts."

"Besides, your science is not bad, and it's okay to work hard. I originally wanted to wait for you to see if your grades fluctuate, so I told you about these things. Now... I can't grasp the situation."

"Dad, actually... in your heart, you want me to study liberal arts, right?"

My dad was stunned for a moment. Why did this guy in his own home have been stabbed? Why did he seem to have some changes in his mind?

"When you were a child, you cultivated my hobbies, asked me to learn Chinese studies with my fourth cousin, learn calligraphy, and asked my godfather to guide me..." Zhou Zhi asked: "Actually, you want me to study liberal arts in your heart, right?"

"But after studying in the liberal arts, it is really difficult to find a job... It is difficult to enter the public security, procuratorate and judicial system, so there is only the education system. What else?"

"What's the teacher's salary now?"

I felt that my words were a bit inappropriate, so my dad quickly explained: "Last time you couldn't remember the politics exam, so I'd give you half a day of lessons and you could get ninety. What does this mean?"

"Don't this mean that I am smart and learn liberal arts quickly?" Zhou Zhi asked.

"You are wrong." Dad shook his head: "This just shows the substitutability of liberal arts."

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't think you're smart." My dad continued to speak earnestly: "If you choose liberal arts, even if you enter university, what you learned in four years may be the same as when you took the political exam. You can be caught up with others in a short time and surpass them."

"This is not good for your future. Unless you can further your studies in your professional life to a certain level and cannot be replaced."

"That must be a master's doctorate."

"The science subject is different. National construction and science talents at all levels are needed."

"From studying supercomputers and colliders; from factory building bicycles, building roads and houses in the county... you need it anywhere, you can use it anywhere."

"Even if you don't reach a very high professional level, you can still find a suitable employment position."

"This is called the demand gap. The gap in liberal arts is very narrow, while the gap in science is very wide."

"What if I go to an irreplaceable level as my dad said?"

"Son, you're a little too ambitious." The father was very patient: "We should start from reality and from our own achievements, and take into account comprehensively."

"You have good Chinese scores now, but the rest can only be considered middle and upper-middle school, which is almost worthy of undergraduate degree."

"We have to take the exams of Chinese, mathematics and foreign affairs, regardless of whether you have to take the exams of liberal arts, politics, history, geography, science, physics, chemistry and biology, and your grades are still very average."

"That is to say, with your current grades, you can do it whether you are in liberal arts or science."
Chapter completed!