The Beginning of the World: Going to the Countryside as an Educated Youth

"Okay, thank you for your help this time. It must be tiring to come all the way here. I'll bring you something delicious next time!" Zhao Dongchuan said to Lanxiang with a smile.

Lanxiang smiled shyly, didn't answer, turned around and went home.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw a man in a green post office uniform standing in the yard. His skin was dark due to frequent exposure to wind and sun, and I couldn't tell how old he was.

There was a bicycle parked nearby, with two heavy mail packages slung on the back, filled with letters from various communes and newspapers and magazines subscribed by some families.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Dongchuan. I heard that there is a letter for me and I need to sign for it in person?" Zhao Dongchuan said.

"Yes, it's an urgent letter, which specifically states that it needs to be signed for in person. If you don't come, I'll be leaving. Come, please take it!" said the postman, taking out a letter and handing it to Zhao Dongchuan.

Zhao Dongchuan took the letter and looked at the envelope. This was a letter sent from home. Thinking about it, it had been quite a few days, so he should reply by now.

"By the way, there is also a pickup receipt. There is also a large package sent here. You need to go to the county post office to pick it up!" As the postman said this, he took out a pickup receipt unique to the post office.

"Comrade postman, you have worked hard. Come in and have a drink of water!" Zhao Dongchuan took the receipt in one hand and prepared to go into the house to pour water.

Seeing this, the postman quickly grabbed Zhao Dongchuan and said, "No, I still have a lot of letters to deliver. Let's do it next time!"

Zhao Dongchuan was not the kind of person who liked to talk nonsense, and seeing that the postman really had something to do, he did not try to keep him.

After watching the postman leave, Zhao Dongchuan went back into the house to read the letter.

The letter was written by the father of the original owner "Zhao Dongchuan". In the letter, he expressed his satisfaction with Zhao Dongchuan's love of learning, and also talked about the recent situation at home, asking him not to worry about home. At the same time, his family was trying to ask someone to let him return to the city. He then said that they had found the book he wanted for him, and also sent him some other sundries. Fearing that he was anxious to get it, they arranged for expedited delivery.

In the original owner's memory, their family conditions were not very good. Although his father worked in a steel mill in the city, his mother had always been in poor health and was weak and unable to go to work, which cost a lot of money over the years.

Zhao Dongchuan thought that when he returned, he would definitely improve the situation at home.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Zhao Dongchuan was also thinking about submitting his manuscript. Logically, the editor should have received the letter sent on the same day by now. I don’t know what’s going on now. It won’t be rejected, right?

For a moment, Zhao Dongchuan was a little unsure. After all, he had traveled through time and space and was already a "little butterfly". It was hard to say how things might change.

At this time, what Zhao Dongchuan didn’t know was that his draft poem had indeed caused some “twists and turns”.

Zhang Jian is the editor of Yanhe. He is middle-aged and has been reviewing manuscripts for many years. He is extremely myopic and wears a pair of thick black-framed glasses. He comes from a poor family and has never been taken seriously in his workplace. Some famous poets and writers' manuscripts are handled by other editors, and he seems to have no luck and has not been able to discover any quality works.

Since there are a lot of submissions, both from within the province and from other provinces, he has to review them one by one.

When he casually opened a submission as usual, his eyes were instantly attracted and he couldn't help but read it out:

"Love Life"

“I don’t think about it”

“Will it be successful?”

“Since you have chosen the distant place”

"I just focus on the wind and rain"

"........."

"Since I love roses"

"Just be brave and speak your truth"

"..."

"Just love life"

“Everything is as expected”

He was attracted. He read it over and over again, feeling the spiritual sublimation that the poetry brought him and feeling extremely excited. This is the charm of poetry.

"Love life" is such a loud slogan, such a sincere feeling, thought-provoking and unforgettable.

The middle-aged editor seemed full of strength like a young man. He immediately ran to the editor-in-chief's office and reported the manuscript to the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief also attached great importance to this poem and immediately convened an editorial team to discuss it. He wanted to urgently include this poem in the journal of that month. Generally speaking, journals have to select manuscripts and typeset them in advance, so if they want to add an article, they must definitely subtract one.

Everyone started arguing for a while. Some said that "love" was too explicit, some said it was inappropriate. In the end, the appreciation of "poetry" prevailed, and the editor-in-chief resisted the pressure and added "Love Life" to the journal that month. This work was indeed excellent and would definitely increase the sales and popularity of their journal.

After the meeting, "Love Life" was put into the current journal for publication.

The editor Zhang Jian who discovered this excellent work naturally became Zhao Dongchuan's editor-in-charge. He was very excited, and he knew clearly that he had ushered in a turning point in his career.

Zhang Jian discussed the manuscript fee with the editor-in-chief, who finally decided on a 20-yuan fee. In the past, there was a manuscript fee, but it was cancelled 9 years ago. Some magazines changed the manuscript fee to a fee. The fee for most people's manuscripts is about 10 yuan. In view of the excellence of this work, the manuscript fee was set twice as high as others.

Zhang Jian sent out the remittance slip and the manuscript acceptance notice together, and wrote a letter inviting Zhao Dongchuan to meet him in the provincial capital.

Zhao Dongchuan certainly didn't know this. He was far away in Shuangshui Village, and had already finished work. He was studying the system's product at home: "Five Animal Exercises". He took out the book, which was an old style, with a gray-white cover and the words "Five Animal Exercises" written on it. He opened the cover and found some human body movements and some coordinated breathing methods.

Zhao Dongchuan felt a little disappointed. He thought that this book could also fly into his mind like the "cooking" skill, but he didn't expect it to be a book.

After thinking about it, he felt relieved again. He realized that he was overly dependent on the system, which was not right.

He roughly flipped through the book and then put it back into the system. He decided to start exercising early tomorrow and practice the Five Animal Exercises.

Keeping fit is never out of date in any era, as the body is the capital of revolution.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye. In the morning, Zhao Dongchuan first practiced the Five Animal Exercises, and then drank porridge cooked with the "rice" produced by the system. After coming back from work, he ate rice cooked with the rice produced by the system and the coarse grains distributed by the team in the evening. Not to mention, the combination was fragrant and sweet.

The "lifeblood" of the team fell ill these two days. It was the strongest cow in the village, strong and capable, and it worked very hard. When it fell ill, Shaoan seemed to be ill too. Sun Shaoan usually plowed the cow himself, and was afraid that others would waste their strength and make the cow overworked. Shaoan often asked the village breeder Tian Wanjiang to add grass and feed to the cow, and to eat and drink only when it was tired.

Hearing that Sun Shaoan was going to take the cow to Mijia Town for medical treatment, Zhao Dongchuan also wanted to go to the county town to pick up the package, so he went with Sun Shaoan, driving the cow all the way to the veterinary station in Mijia Town. Zhao Dongchuan originally wanted to go directly to the county town, but when he heard the people at the veterinary station instructing to give the cow some medicine at 12 o'clock in the evening, he told Shaoan that he had to go out. Sun Shaoan was in a hurry and didn't pay any attention to him.