Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 113 The Children's Quarrel (seeking monthly ticket recommendation ticket)
"Fourth uncle, I have to trouble you again."

The expansion of the chicken farm was completed, and with Xu Haishan's professional advice on breeding, the busy period at the beginning of the year finally put the chicken farm on track, and the head of the chicken farm, He Ping, finally felt relieved.

After the first month of the lunar year, the real spring came, the fields and branches gradually turned green, and the people in the team gradually began to get busy.

He Ping brought Fourth Uncle Liu here today. When he built the house, he didn't have enough money and the yard wasn't cleaned up. Now that he has money, it's time to clean up his small yard.

At this time, the courtyard walls of the people in the team were generally made of stones or fences. He Ping did not intend to turn his own courtyard into a deep courtyard like the villas of later generations. He gave Uncle Liu the appearance of the courtyard he drew on straw paper. After reading it, I roughly talked about the idea.

"It's because you cultural people are so particular, there are so many ideas for this yard."

"What do you pay attention to, it's just for comfort."

He Ping's house originally had no yard. Later, when building a house, the old team leader asked He Ping to assign the area around the old house to He Ping as a homestead.

So the current planned yard is not too big. Uncle Liu measured the length of the yard. It is 15 meters long in the east-west direction and 21 meters long in the north-south direction. It is considered a small yard in the northeastern countryside.

According to He Ping's design, the entire courtyard wall is made of red bricks and blue bricks. It does not need to be too high, which puts pressure on passers-by and himself. The highest point is 1.5 meters, and the lowest point is 1.1 meters.

The yard has planned small flower beds, gazebos, grape trellises, small vegetable gardens, and a swing.

After reading the blueprints and taking two apprentices to measure the data of the yard, Fourth Uncle Liu greeted He Ping. He went back to prepare materials and was ready to start work in the afternoon.

Thanks to the construction of the chicken farm, Uncle Liu took in another junior apprentice, and the original junior apprentice was promoted to a senior brother.

After Liu Sishu left, He Ping went out to go to the chicken farm, and happened to see Kan Lijun coming from a distance on a bicycle.

"He Ping, I have your letter."

He Ping was a little puzzled, he hadn't contributed recently.

"Or from the publishing house?"

"Yeah, a big bun."

He Ping had a good idea when he saw it. It must be a letter from a reader. It seems that "The Wandering Cricket" has received a good response.

After taking the things home, He Ping opened the letter from the publishing house first.

It turned out that the first edition of "The Wandering Cricket" was sold out, and it was pretty fast. It has only been a month since I received a letter from the publishing house last time, and 300 copies have been sold out.This time the publishing house printed [-] copies more than last time, and the publishing house attached a copy of the remuneration, which was more than [-] yuan.

It’s better to publish it. As long as it can be sold, there will always be money to get it. Although it is difficult for He Ping to get this little money now, no matter how small a mosquito’s legs are, it is still meat.

He Ping opened the package of letters from readers again. He Ping had never opened letters from readers before, but this was the first time he had seen letters from so many children.

Looking at the immature strokes on the letter paper, He Ping couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Such a sense of accomplishment is much better than writing realistic novels.

By the way, will I be called "Grandpa He" by those grown-up children in 40 to [-] years?

It's interesting to think about it.

He Ping picked up a pen and paper to reply to the children's letters. This was a huge project, with hundreds of letters, and a letter worth tens of thousands of words for a hundred words.

Things to do in the next few days.

He Ping wrote all afternoon, and his shoulders were so sore in the afternoon. When Xiao Zhuer came back from school, He Ping put down the pen and paper to cook for the child.

While eating, the children in the team started to come after dinner. He Ping was not in a hurry to turn on the TV for them, and the children gathered together to watch Xiao Zhuer's comics.

The comic books of this era, called comic books by children, are comparable to the existence of comic books for Two-dimensional fans in later generations, especially the comic books with children as the protagonist, such as "Little Soldier Zhang Ga", which is as popular as the traffic stars of later generations.

Since He Ping bought this set of comic strips for Xiao Zhuer, Xiao Zhuer has become the leading brother in the hearts of the children in the team. There is a TV at home and comic strips in his hand, which are good things that everyone can only wish for.

Xiao Zhu'er had finished reading this set of comics a long time ago, and the children in the team often borrowed from Xiao Zhu'er when they came. Xiao Zhu'er has always been generous.

Today, a few children saw that the TV was not turned on, so they told Xiao Zhuer and took two comic books to read.

After a while, He Ping heard the noise and crying of children from Westinghouse.

He Ping hurried over and saw two children crying, and the other children were a little scared when they saw He Ping coming, so they asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

One of the crying children was Han Donglai, Aunt Qiufen's youngest son, everyone called him Sanxiaoer, he wiped his tears and said to He Ping, "Brother He Ping, the book... the book is torn."

He Ping looked into his hand, which was clutching a torn page of comic strips, "Hey, what am I doing, there's nothing to cry about."

Han Donglai pointed to the crying child opposite and said, "It's all his fault."

The child opposite was the eldest of Uncle Yuanchao's family, named Han Zhaoxin, one year older than Han Dongsheng, and they were of the same generation.

"Brother He Ping, I didn't do it. He had to snatch it from me to break it."

He Ping is not in the mood to participate in this kind of grievance between children. They certainly have no intention of destroying the comic book subjectively, but it is certain that they will accidentally damage it during the scramble.

He Ping saw Xiao Zhuer standing behind the children with a distressed look on his face, so he said: "The book is broken, you two have to repair it, this book belongs to Xiao Zhuer, you go and talk to Xiao Zhuer Say sorry, and discuss how to mend the book, so that others will have to read it in the future, you know?"

The two children wiped away their tears, hummed, and went to chat with Xiao Zhu'er for a while.

After He Ping cleared the dining table, Xiao Zhuer came back.

"Is the book completed?" He Ping asked.

"Fixed." Xiao Zhu'er replied.

"My heart hurts." He Ping touched Xiao Zhu'er's head.

Xiao Zhuer hesitated for a moment, then nodded.This is a gift that He Ping bought for him, and it is a complete set. Xiao Zhuer has been carefully protecting it since she got it, and she is always careful when looking through it.

"It's right to be distressed. Of course you will feel distressed when a good thing is broken. But you have to understand that they are all unintentional mistakes. You must have the capacity to tolerate other people's mistakes. Since the mistakes have already happened, what is more important is how Remedy, not just blame, understand?"

Xiao Zhu'er thought for a few seconds, He Ping's words were still a bit profound to him, "You will gradually understand in the future."

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