The days in the educated youth center are boring but there is plenty of time.
At first, Zhang Jianjun had something to do every day. He either played chess with Wang Mo, quarreled with Tian Xiaobo, or harassed Tang Xueying. Although Tang Xueying didn't pay much attention to him, she occasionally said a few words to him. For example, please bring me a gourd, or please dry my clothes. These things make Zhang Jianjun endlessly enjoy it, as if he is licking a dog.
On this day, Zhang Jianjun came out of the kitchen again, still humming. He was in a good mood, because just now Tang Xueying actually asked him about some things in Beijing before, which made Zhang Jianjun think that Tang Xueying was moved by his sincerity, and wanted to
To understand your own past.
"Jianjun, what's going on today? Is there any happy event?" Wang Mo asked curiously.
Zhang Jianjun saw that Wang Mo was alone, sitting on the millstone and reading a book, so he walked over and quietly said to him: "Just now Tang Xueying asked us about our past, I guess she was moved by my brother, and finally wanted to
It’s time to harvest.”
Wang Mo was really surprised by Zhang Jianjun's words. Could it be that Tang Xueying was really moved by Zhang Jianjun, and in this environment, everyone was lonely and wanted to develop with him?
"Tell me more specifically, what did she tell you?" Wang Mo
"It's nothing. I just asked about some things about our time in Beijing and why we came to jump in line." Zhang Jianjun
"That's all?" Wang Mo
"That's all, what's wrong?" Zhang Jianjun
"This makes you excited. You are really worthless." Wang Mo said helplessly.
"That's good. She didn't pay much attention to me when I talked to her before, but she actually talked to me so much this time." Zhang Jianjun said proudly.
Seeing Zhang Jianjun's happy look, Wang Mo did not hit him. He knew that this was Zhang Jianjun's wholehearted wish. How long had it been? If Tang Xueying had even a little affection for him, she would have become friends long ago. And after such a long time
Actually I just talked to him a few more words.
It seems that no matter what era you are in, there is no shortage of lickers for goddesses.
Wang Mo patted Zhang Jianjun on the shoulder, said "Keep working hard!" and went out for a walk.
The reason why Shihezi Commune is called Shihezi is because there is a river channel at the entrance of the village, but now there is no water, only some stones left on the river bed. This is the origin of its name.
When Wang Mo has nothing to do, he can either find a high hillside and lie down on it, enjoying the unique wind and sand blowing in the northwest and basking in the sun, which is a unique experience.
Or when walking on the river bed and encountering transparent agate or the like, Wang Mo would pick it up and take it back to polish it when he had nothing to do.
In the riverbed in the northwest, there are agates everywhere, but the quality is not high, so no one usually picks them up. Even if they pick them up, they can't sell them. At most, they just keep them for themselves.
Wang Mo never thought that he would be able to find good things. If he wanted to get rid of antiques, he would not come here. There are no antiques found in Beijing. If you go around the alleys, they are everywhere.
Walking up the river bed, I didn't expect to meet the old man from last time here. Wang Mo walked up quickly after seeing him.
"Old man, why are you here herding sheep today?" Wang Mo
"It's you. I've walked all the hills here. I drove the sheep around here when I had nothing to do. Why are you traveling so far if you don't just stay at the educated youth spot?" The old man
"Why don't you have nothing to do? Come out and take a walk." Wang Mo
"After listening to your words last time, old man, I figured out a lot of problems. Here, old man, I would like to thank you." Old Man
"What's there to thank you for? Even without me, you can figure it out. By the way, I still don't know your name." Wang Mo
"My name has been forgotten in this place for a long time. If you hadn't asked me, I could hardly remember it. My name is Song Wenxuan." Song Wenxuan said with a sigh.
"When I heard you ask me that last time, I knew that you are an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. At least you are much better than me, who is half a bottle of water." Wang Mo
"Stop looking up to me, old man. I've almost forgotten about Chinese medicine, not to mention it's useless here." Song Wenxuan
"How can it be useless? As long as you learn from yourself, you can use it in the future." Wang Mo
"The future? The old man doesn't know if he can see the future." Song Wenxuan
"Then if you don't mind, do you mind if I come to you to study when I have nothing to do?" Wang Mo asked tentatively.
Because Wang Mo knows that those who can make great achievements in traditional Chinese medicine in this era have the skills they learned before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, people had a sectarian outlook. Even the masters who taught the disciples had to keep one hand and could not teach everyone, so Wang Mo wanted to
Look at Mr. Song’s attitude. After all, being taught by someone and learning by yourself are two different things.
"Are you really so interested in Chinese medicine?" Song Wenxuan
"That's right. When I was in Beijing, I could only figure it out when I had nothing to do. No one taught me, and I never practiced it. If I wasn't interested, I wouldn't have been able to persevere after all these years!" Wang Mo "That's right, your theoretical knowledge cannot be accumulated in a short time. You won't have such a deep theoretical foundation in just a few years." Song Wenxuan
"Then what do you think of my proposal just now? Of course I can't let you teach me in vain. I will bring you delicious food every day, and I will cover all your cigarettes from now on." Wang Mo said boldly.
"Although you are a bit of a philistine, you should just pass the time in this place. But I am very strict. If you don't meet my requirements, I will scold you." Song Wenxuan
"You can scold me, my grandfather passed away early, so you can just scold your own grandson." Wang Mo said shamelessly.
"I've learned how shameless you are, and you will definitely not suffer in the future." Song Wenxuan scolded with a smile.
So an old boy and a young boy found a big rock, Wang Mo lit a cigarette for Song Wenxuan, and started teaching for the first time.
Although he was not a serious teacher, he did not fool him. A serious learner, time passed quickly. The more he taught Song Wenxuan, the more surprised he became. Wang Mo's learning ability was really too strong.
He already had some skills and didn't understand anything. Coupled with his photographic memory and his high spirits, his thinking ability was more active than many geniuses. Therefore, Wang Mo would always understand when Song Wenxuan said something.
, and you can also express your thoughts by drawing inferences from one instance.
It was in the evening that the two of them finished their first teaching session.
Song Wenxuan sighed: "You are such a monster. If this continues, I will have to show my true skills in a few months, otherwise I won't be able to trust you."