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

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to his house to find him." Although Tian Futang didn't know what "introduction" meant, he roughly knew that it meant looking for someone. Sun Yuting and Jin Junshan on the side didn't understand and didn't dare to say anything.

So under the leadership of Tian Futang and others, Jia Bing and Bai Mingchuan came to the broken cave of Zhao Dongchuan.

At this time, Zhao Dongchuan had just returned home from work and was wiping his body with a towel when he heard a flurry of footsteps and voices coming from the door.

"Xiao Zhao, the leader is here to see you." Tian Futang didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, so he didn't dare to say much and spoke in a businesslike tone.

Zhao Dongchuan saw a group of people coming into the yard. Tian Futang came in with two men who looked like cadres. One of them was obviously not a farmer. He looked to be in his thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a dark complexion and messy hair floating on his forehead.

Following behind were Sun Yuting, Jin Junshan, and some villagers who came to watch the fun, standing around.

Jia Bing looked at the young man. He had wheat-colored skin, a handsome face, and a strong body, but he didn't look rough. He was really a good guy.

"Hello, I'm Jia Bing from the regional cultural center, and you're Zhao Dongchuan?"

"Hello, Teacher Jia, I am Zhao Dongchuan"

"You know me?" Jia Bing asked with some confusion.

"Teacher Jia is a great poet in Yuanxi County. I have heard of your name for a long time."

I know a lot of people, but I only recognize a few of them, Zhao Dongchuan secretly complained in his heart.

"Hahaha, I don't deserve it. The poems I wrote are really worthless compared to your "Love Life"." Although Jia Bing said this, the uncontrollable smile on his face betrayed him.

"It's just a coincidence that I'm creating something. I can't compare to Teacher Jia who has been working on it for many years and has produced many excellent works," Zhao Dongchuan said modestly.

Bai Mingchuan, Tian Futang and others listened to the two people praising each other, and in their hearts they were complaining that intellectuals were so pretentious in their flattery.

"Your poems will be published this month. Even if you don't become famous all over the country, at least you are unique in our northern Shaanxi region," Jia Bing said with a smile.

"It's just a poem, I don't deserve such praise from Teacher Jia"

Jia Bing then asked about Zhao Dongchuan's situation. After learning that Zhao Dongchuan was currently working in the team and earning work points, he showed a trace of regret.

"That's right. The director told me that if you are interested, you can come to work in our regional cultural center. You are an educated youth, and there are policies. If you meet the requirements, you can be recruited to work in the city. Although our conditions are not very good, you can give full play to your talents," Jia Bing said to Zhao Dongchuan with a smile.

The villagers who were watching nearby were all buzzing with excitement, saying that this kid was going to be very successful. Some even envied him and said he was just lucky. They said all kinds of things.

Bai Mingchuan was also surprised, but he didn't feel it was strange. He was also a literature lover and knew the value of a masterpiece. Besides, Zhao Dongchuan was still young and had unlimited potential in the future, so it was worth it for the curator to rescue him.

Tian Futang, Sun Yuting, Jin Junshan and others don't understand this. What the hell, can you directly transfer to the regional cultural center by writing a poem made up by a child? I heard from some people that the postman said that the writing fee is 20 yuan? Wow!!!

This caused great trouble for the children in the village. They could have played around without any worries before, but the parents were stimulated and suddenly became excited. They forced their children to study hard in the days to come.

Even those children who had already stopped going to school could not escape and were forced to go to school. Their families hoped that their children could also write a few articles, which would not only allow them to transfer to other jobs but also earn them money.

Invisibly, this has greatly improved the educational situation in Shuangshui Village. When they grew up, many talented people emerged from this group of children, and Zhao Dongchuan suddenly became the "natural enemy" of all the children in the village!!!

Faced with Jia Bing's invitation, Zhao Dongchuan agreed without hesitation. The purpose of writing poems and submitting them for publication is to get out into the world.

Zhao Dongchuan is a "secular" person.

Jia Bing returned with a satisfactory reply and prepared to process Zhao Dongchuan's transfer order. Bai Mingchuan also encouraged Zhao Dongchuan, saying things like "the young are to be feared" and that he would treat him to a drink when he had time. Bai Mingchuan himself was also a literature lover.

All of a sudden, the other people in the village treated him like they were seeing a giant panda, and every household came to his house to see the novelty.

At this moment, the dilapidated cave has ushered in its most glorious moment in history and has never been so lively.

Due to frequent visits, Zhao Dongchuan had no way of taking out the rice produced by the system to cook. He could only pretend to take out the sorghum rice distributed by the team to cook.

At this time, Secretary Tian Futang came and invited Zhao Dongchuan to his house for dinner. This really helped him out of the predicament. Secretary Tian probably saw through it, so he came over and took the initiative to invite him.

It’s true that Secretary Tian has a keen eye. No wonder he can always get along well with everyone even after so many commune leaders have been replaced.

Zhao Dongchuan locked the door and followed Tian Futang to his home.

When I went there, Tian Futang's wife had already prepared the meal in the stove. Runye taught at the county primary school, and Runsheng studied at the county high school. Neither of them were home, so it was just the two of them at home.

Secretary Tian asked Zhao Dongchuan to sit down and asked him if he wanted to drink.

"Secretary Tian, ​​you don't have to be so polite. I have to thank you for helping me out."

"Those people have never seen the world and are just making trouble. Come, come, eat some food," Tian Futang called out.

"I really didn't expect that you could be so successful. Shaoan told me a few days ago that you worked very hard. And today you did this again. It seems that our Shuangshui Village is going to produce a great man," said Tian Futang after taking a sip of wine.

While eating, Zhao Dongchuan said, "Secretary Tian, ​​I was just trying my luck. Thank you for your compliment, thank you for your compliment!"

"What are your plans for the future?" Secretary Tian asked.

"I plan to transfer my household registration to the regional cultural center first, and then I'll see what position the cultural center can arrange for me. Secretary Tian, ​​you won't be in a hurry to kick me out, right?" Zhao Dongchuan said jokingly.

"How could that be? Shuangshui Village will always be your home, and your kiln will always be reserved for you. If you miss home, just come back and visit." Secretary Tian was a little drunk after drinking a little wine.

"Oh, don't drink so much. Your face is red," Tian Futang's wife advised.

"I'm happy today, so what's wrong with drinking a little? Dongchuan has made progress, I'm happy!" Tian Futang acted as if his son had made progress.

Zhao Dongchuan did not expose other people's performance. If they wanted to sell well, he would just continue to do so. He would not lose any profit.

After dinner, Zhao Dongchuan chatted for a while and then went home. He had worked all day with so many people coming and going, which was quite tiring. He took a shower and went to bed without even doing any questions.