He didn't teach complicated things, he just talked about the origin of English and then the 26 uppercase and lowercase letters.
It's that simple.
Most of the people in the audience were beginning to have some exposure to English, but when he was finishing get out of class, he heard someone whispering to each other, "Can these ghost symbols also count words?"
Qian Wen smiled and thought to himself, 'In the future, everyone will be forced to learn this ghost talisman. If you can't learn it well and you haven't learned it yet, do you think you are afraid of it or not?'
I followed Qu Xiuzhen to a small office. Other leaders did not follow me. They did not attach great importance to English. If Qu Xiuzhen had not repeatedly emphasized it, they might not have come to attend today's class.
Instead, when I go to work tomorrow, I can randomly find someone attending the lecture and ask how the lecture was, and that’s the most I can do.
But after just listening to this class, they recognized Qian Wen's identity as a teacher. Although some of them couldn't understand these ghostly symbols, they didn't realize how powerful they were.
Those who can talk about this, even if they are giggling, I still admire them in my heart.
"Come Bingkun, take this." Qu Xiuzhen moved a box of things from the corner.
Qian Wen took a closer look and saw that they were all bottles and cans, some of which were filled with liquids that were quite dark in color.
"Is this? Soy sauce?" Qian Wen guessed.
"Yes, some household condiments produced in the factory.
Soy sauce, MSG, etc.
You and Juan'er can pick it up when you get home later." Qu Xiuzhen patted the box on her desk and said.
"Okay, Juan'er and I would like to thank Aunt Qu.
The Chinese New Year is just around the corner and my family really needs it.
I won't be pretentious in front of you." Qian Wen accepted with a smile.
Qu Xiuzhen pointed at Qian Wen and nodded with a smile, "I just like how you don't pretend in front of me.
Unlike others, I am like a big tiger, trembling even when I speak.
These things are my personal share in the factory. You can just take them. Your family won’t be able to use them all, and you won’t have any relatives to give them to.
If it's something from the factory, I really can't give it to you casually."
It was already dark, and the soy sauce factory was indeed quite a distance away from the photo album.
Qu Xiuzhen took him and asked him some questions that he didn't understand in English just in class, and then let them go.
Cao Debao had disappeared a long time ago. Just after class, I waved to him from afar, gave him a contact gesture, and ran away.
Maybe his hypnotic spell was too powerful. Just now, with Qu Xiuzhen in front of the audience, Cao Debao nodded sleepily and didn't dare to close his eyes.
As for Lu Chuan...
Downstairs the soy sauce factory leadership office.
"Oops, I forgot that you have to take care of Juan'er." Qu Xiuzhen clapped her hands and said suddenly.
There is only one back seat on the bicycle, so there is no room for the boxes of seasonings when Zheng Juan is on board. The soy sauce factory is not close to the shop, so it is obviously unrealistic to walk back there.
It's dark and the wind is blowing coldly.
"It's okay, Juan'er can just sit in front, and we'll go back the same way." Qian Wen said nonchalantly. The bicycle was a big 38-bar. After a while, Zheng Juan sat in his arms and walked back.
"No, it's dark and the road is slippery. I accidentally fell down a few days ago.
I'll take you back first while I'm going home." Qu Xiuzhen decided.
"Aunt Qu, your home is not close to the soy sauce factory. Now we have to go to Guangzi Film. The distance is even further, and Bingkun and I are not worried.
Is there a net bag? Just hang it in front of the car." Zheng Juan thought of a way.
Qu Xiuzhen thought for a moment, "Okay, just wait for me, there's one upstairs."
At this time, Lu Chuan came out pushing his bicycle from a corner nearby.
"Secretary Qu, my home is quite close to Guangzichi.
How about I give it to Teacher Zhou?"
Qu Xiuzhen turned to look and said in surprise, "Lu Chuan, you haven't left yet. It's already dark and it's not safe on the road."
Lu Chuan looked at Qian Wen and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I just listened to Teacher Zhou's lecture today. I have a lot of questions, so I just wanted to ask."
Qu Xiuzhen heard this and nodded with satisfaction, "It's a good thing to be eager to learn, and it's always good to learn more.
Are you really on your way?"
Lu Chuan nodded quickly.
"Then let Lu Chuan see you off." Qu Xiuzhen looked at Qian Wen and Zheng Juan.
Qian Wen smiled and said, "Thank you, Lu Chuan."
"Teacher Zhou, you're welcome, you're welcome." Lu Chuan waved his hand hurriedly.
Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and now it seems that Lu Chuan is obviously such a person.
They walked together all the way, and when they reached the fork in the road, they waved goodbye to Qu Xiuzhen, and Qian Wen and Lu Chuan rode towards Guangzipi.
"Teacher Zhou, you know so much at such a young age, and you can even speak English. It's really amazing." On the way, Lu Chuan said when he had nothing to say.
Zheng Juan put her arms around Qian Wen's waist, pressed her face against his back, and stayed with him quietly with her eyes closed.
Qian Wen and Lu Chuan were chatting with each other along the way, mostly with Lu Chuan saying that he would answer any questions.
From the chats along the way, Qian Wen knew that Lu Chuan was really paying attention to the lecture. He had memorized a lot of the 26 letters at the beginning, but it was a bit convoluted when reading and he was not used to it yet.
After chatting all the way, Qian Wen and Lu Chuan said goodbye to each other when they arrived at the entrance of Guangzipian Alley.
Looking at Lu Chuan's eyes, he wanted to know where he lived, as if he wanted to come and learn from him when he had time.
However, due to the illegal construction and expansion, there were too many alleyways where strangers could enter, and it was dark, so it would be difficult to get out after a dizzying hour, so Qian Wen refused Lu Chuan's door-to-door delivery.
Pushing the cart, take Zheng Juan home.
The Zheng family had already eaten, but they had to warm the meal for Zheng Juan. Qian Wen ate at the Zheng family and let Zheng Juan take a sip before leaving.
When he got home, Li Suhua was looking at him at the door.
"Why did you come back? It's cold today."
"I went to replenish some New Year's goods for our family." Qian Wen moved the box from the back seat of his bicycle.
I left a lot of seasonings for Zheng Juan’s family, and there is still a lot more here.
"Yeah, seasonings." Li Suhua was surprised at first, then felt distressed, "You spend money indiscriminately. We still have these things at home."
"For the Chinese New Year, it's always good to prepare more."
The box was placed in the utility room on the first floor. Qian Wen took the hot water from Li Suhua and drank it comfortably.
"Bingkun, your dad is coming back this Chinese New Year, your brother is coming back, your sister is coming back, and maybe your sister's partner Dongmei is coming too.
In the past few days, I have taken out all the food stamps and meat stamps at home and counted them.
There are a lot of other things, and there is no shortage of them at home, but there are not many meat tickets left.
There are only a few cards every month, but you are always thinking about it, and you don’t even have enough New Year meat to eat.
Your dad and the others must have a full meal when they come back.
You go to the black market these days to exchange for some meat tickets, and mom goes to buy some meat."
Qian Wen looked at Li Suhua and said strangely, "Isn't there a lot of frozen rabbit meat, pheasant, fish, and even roe deer meat at home? There is so much meat, isn't it enough?"
These were all recovered by Qian Wen when he went to the countryside to practice medicine. Some were bought with money, and some were given as gifts.
It's countless times better than not seeing the smell of meat in the past few months.
"Mom is talking about pork. You have to eat pork dumplings during the Chinese New Year.
Braised pork, braised pork vermicelli, and braised pork with pickled cabbage are indispensable.
Your dad loves stewed pork vermicelli the most."
Qian Wen smacked his lips, he was so greedy after talking about it.
"Okay, I'll go for a walk these two days and bring back some pork."
Qian Wen said, thinking that Jichun City would recently distribute a batch of pork that could be purchased without meat stamps.
I just don't know when.
"I have to go find Cai Xiaoguang." Qian Wen whispered.
Before Qian Wen could find Cai Xiaoguang, he asked about the news about pork.
On Sunday, early in the morning, Cai Xiaoguang came uninvited.
“Dong dong dong~
Bingkun, I have something to tell you. Come out quickly.
I have to pick up your sister later." Outside the bedroom door, Cai Xiaoguang knocked on the door.
Qian Wen was sealed by the warm quilt, looked at the door with sleepy eyes, and said lazily, "Is it important?
If it’s not important, can you wait until I’m awake for a few hours before talking?”
Cai Xiaoguang at the door was speechless, "Then I said it, you listen.
The economic situation this year is better than in previous years. The province plans to liberalize the supply of pork and has launched a pilot project. The time is today, Sunday, at the supply and marketing cooperative of Shengli Store in the eastern suburbs of the city.
A batch of non-ticket pork will be supplied, priced at 48 cents a pound, but it depends on the fans.
I've said it before, if you have an idea, hurry up.
I'm leaving to pick up your sister."
After Cai Xiaoguang finished speaking, he went downstairs and rode his bicycle.
Qian Wen rolled on the bed and muttered, "You are so diligent that you can catch up with me and fall in love with Juan'er."
He admires Cai Xiaoguang.
For a long time, Zhou Rong has been picked up and dropped off by Cai Xiaoguang.
Except at the beginning, Qian Wen was urged by Zhou's mother to pick up Zhou Rong every month. In the following days, this arduous task was handed over by Cai Xiaoguang.
He is happy and Qian Wen is relaxed.
Best of both worlds.
After sleeping for a few more minutes, Qian Wen got up.
I have to buy pork.
After passing this village, there is no such shop.
It’s really a bit troublesome to buy things with tickets.
After washing up and saying hello to Zhou's mother, Qian Wen rode his bicycle to Qiao Chunyan's house, Sun Qunchao's house, Xiao Guoqing's house, and then Zheng Juan returned to his own house.
Not long after I walked in, Qiao Chunyan, Sun Qunchao, and Xiao Guoqing all came.
Qian Wen was nibbling steamed buns and eating pickled cabbage.
"Brother, what's going on?
He called us over in a hurry." Qiao Chunyan was not polite at all when she came in. She smiled at Zhou's mother and Zheng Juan, picked up a steamed bun and started to bite it.
"Didn't I ask you to eat?" Qian Wen looked at Qiao Chunyan who was enjoying her meal.
"Isn't this delicious food made by my godmother?" Qiao Chunyan held Li Suhua's arm and flattered her.
Knowing that there was ticket-free pork available for purchase, the group quickly set off.
Although Qian Wen knew that there would be a small twist in the pork, it was impossible to arrive in the morning.
You have to wait in line to buy pork, so if you go early, you can be at the front of the line.
Just like in the play, the pork factory waits for a call from the supply and marketing cooperative before delivering the goods, but the supply and marketing cooperative just waits for the pork to be delivered.
The two sides reached a deadlock.
It's noon, and the queue has reached over fifty.
Qian Wen felt that the wait was almost over and his Juan'er was hungry, so he took the supply and marketing cooperative's landline and called the pork factory.
Soon the truck transporting pork arrived.
Zhou Rong, who had already arrived home, was dumbfounded when she saw Qian Wenlun carrying the pork back.
You can't see the smell of meat when you jump in line. There are only so many work points, and there are very few rations after exchanging them. It's good to have cabbage to eat.
That means I can eat delicious food and taste meat every month when I go home.
Although I know that my younger brother is running the family well, is it so luxurious now? Do you buy pork by the fan?
Zhou Rong stared at it.
One look showed that Cai Xiaoguang didn't tell her this.
Cai Xiaoguang was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that a family would actually buy a whole fan of pork.
"Kun'er, this pork is too much." Li Suhua was also a little shocked, when had he ever been so generous?
Qian Wen smiled and said, "Now we have enough food for the New Year."
"That's enough, that's enough. My Bingkun has a way."
Let Zhou Rong practice her knife skills and cut up the iron-hard pork.
In the evening we had pork stewed vermicelli and large pieces of braised pork.
When sending Zheng Juan home, Qian Wen brought two large boxes of ready-made pork dishes and half a fan of pork. After catching up with the three of them, they didn't even finish a fan of pork, so he wanted the rest.
Time passed quickly, and a letter came from Zhou Bingyi, who was in the Construction Corps.
Li Suhua was very happy when she first received the letter, but when Qian Wen read the contents of the letter, she felt slightly depressed.
Zhou Bingyi cannot come back, and the Construction Corps cannot leave him temporarily for combat preparations. Hao Dongmei cannot take leave, and she cannot come back during the Spring Festival this year.
He also stated in the letter that he and Hao Dongmei were getting married, and the superiors had approved it, and he hoped to get the blessing of his family.
This made Li Suhua happy and disappointed at the same time.
I couldn't attend my eldest son's wedding.
Li Suhua asked Qian Wen to reply to a letter on the same day, hoping to arrive before the end of the year.
The letters contain words of concern and blessings.
Two days before the Spring Festival.
Jichun City, railway station.
Zhou Zhigang, who was dressed in a dusty body, got off the train.
Looking at the familiar scenery, I felt a little emotional.
On the way, I caught a ride on a large truck and felt the familiar cold wind all the way to Guangzipian.
Basically I write a letter every month, and there are too many longings accumulated in my heart.
It's nice to be at home.
What a nice wife.
Has his troubled daughter truly repented?
When he was away, did the younger son really support the old Zhou family?
There are thousands of thoughts in my heart. The closer I get to the light word piece, the more I think about it and my thoughts are chaotic.
It was already late when we got off the bus, it was already dusk now, and the red sunset hung in the sky, pouring on the light film.
The pace was a little faster, and soon we arrived at the door of Lao Zhou's house.
But Zhou Zhigang, who was full of interest and excitement, was dumbfounded. He slowed down and stopped at the door of Lao Zhou's house.
Looking at the small second floor where the tree was built, Zhou Zhigang felt strange in his heart, "This...where did this home go?"
At this time, Qian Wen pushed the door open and saw Zhou Zhigang standing stupidly at the door.
"Eh? Mom, my dad is back." Qian Wen was surprised, then realized what he was doing and turned to shout to Li Suhua who was making braised pork with Zheng Juan in the kitchen.
Qian Wen's voice brought Zhou Zhigang back to his senses, "Bingkun?"
"Dad, why are you stunned?
Isn't it cold if you don't come in when you arrive at the door?" Qian Wen smiled and stepped forward to take the bag from Zhou Zhigang's hand.
Zhou Zhigang pointed to the small second floor in front of him uncertainly and asked, "Where is our house?"
He had built Lao Zhou's house piece by piece, and now it seemed to have disappeared. He didn't know what he felt in his heart, he couldn't tell.
"Didn't I tell you in my letter that it has been renovated?" Qian Wen said.
Zhou Zhigang blinked and asked uncertainly, "Isn't there just one wall that fell down at home?"
"Yes, that's why it was renovated." Qian Wen said matter-of-factly.
Zhou Zhigang looked around and saw that the house was still the one he remembered. He turned his eyes back to the address of the old Zhou family. This small second-floor building that was incompatible with the phototype was still very unfamiliar and looked very new.
"Zhigang, are you back?" Li Suhua ran out, followed by a nervous Zheng Juan.
"Suhua, who is this house?" Zhou Zhigang saw his family members running out of the second floor one by one. He slowly confirmed in his heart that this was his home, but he couldn't believe it.
This change is too big, he just hasn't come back for three years.
"Bingkun built it." Li Suhua said with a smile.
Zhou Zhigang looked at Qian Wen in disbelief. Qian Wen thought he would praise himself and say something about being better than his master.
But who would have thought that Zhou Zhigang bent down, picked up a shoehorn and started hitting him.
Qian Wen was stunned and dodged.
"What are you doing?"
"Where is my house?" Zhou Zhigang shouted.
"Isn't this it?" Qian Wen pointed at the second floor.
"Didn't you say the wall collapsed?"
"Yes, the wall collapsed, so we rebuilt it.
The previous bungalow is gone and turned into the current small second floor." Qian Wen nodded.
"I'll beat you to death because you did that to my house."
Qian Wen ran away in a hurry, with Zhou Zhigang chasing after him.
He was still shouting, "Stop!"
"Repair a wall and you tear down my house for me.
This is how you cultivate!"
"You told me that in your letter? That's what you said!"
Qian Wen ran outside. Behind him, Zhou Zhigang had one bare foot and a shoehorn in his other hand.
Li Suhua was stunned, what were the father and son doing? Zheng Juan was stunned and worried about Qian Wen, "Mom, Bingkun..."
"Damn old man, what are you doing?" Li Suhua woke up and hurriedly caught up.
Qian Wen took Zhou Zhigang to the neighborhood
Circle in front of the door.
"Uncle Li, my dad is back~"
"Hey, Zhigang is back. You have a good son. Look how grand that bungalow is."
"Uncle Zhang, my dad is back~"
"Zhigang is back, Bingkun, my good boy, you are so lucky."
"Uncle Zhao, my dad is looking for you~" Qian Wen shouted to every neighbor as he passed by the door.
"Zhigang, Bingkun is a good boy. He is really capable. You educate him well."
Soon, Zhou Zhigang could no longer chase Qian Wen, so he put on his shoes honestly and was surrounded by neighbors.
Zhou Zhigang was so embarrassed. Everyone was praising Qian Wen, or in various ways. It seemed that he was a little ungrateful just now.
Qian Wen stood not far away, watching calmly and breathlessly. The chase just now didn't let him move.
As for why Zhou Zhigang took off his shoes and chased him, it was because he said lightly in his letter that the wall in his house had fallen down, and he would simply renovate it.
Well, that's all, there are no more.
Zhou Zhigang came back happily and saw that the house he built was gone. Could he not be anxious?
You must know that the old house was built brick by brick, and he lived in it for so many years. It carried so many memories for him that he couldn't accept it at first.
After all, some of the surprises were too big to be eaten.
Anyway, Qian Wen felt that Zhou Zhigang was so happy, well, he must be.
Li Suhua and Zheng Juan chased after her, "Bingkun, are you okay?"
"It's okay, my dad was so happy to see the new house, I understand." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Nonsense, did you tell your dad about the house renovation in your letter?" Li Suhua asked.
"I said it, how could I not say it?
It’s just that he didn’t expect that I was better than my predecessor and built such a big house.”
"What's one basket after another? You go home first and I'll stop your dad." Li Suhua didn't understand what Qian Wen was talking about and rolled her eyes at him.
Qian Wen shrugged, took Zheng Juan's hand, took Zhou Zhigang's luggage, and walked home.
"Bingkun, uncle..." Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Zhigang, who was surrounded by people not far away, and his face was already beaming with all kinds of boasts.
"It's okay, I'm a stubborn old man. I'll just need some help from my neighbors." Qian Wen said nonchalantly.
"I, I mean, will uncle like me?" Zheng Juan was a little nervous.
"As long as I like you," Qian Wen said.
Zhou Zhigang, who was surrounded by the crowd, looked at the backs of Qian Wen and Zheng Juan.
