Night of Rebirth

On the morning of the summer vacation, there were very few people buying books at Xinhua Bookstore. Liu Jianye found the foreign language section and looked at the rows of various English books crammed into the big bookshelf, some of them didn't know where to start.

The clerk who was arranging books in the bookstore came over and saw a half-grown child standing in a daze in front of the bookshelf, and asked kindly, "Are you here to buy books? What kind of books do you want?"

"I'm looking for books for learning English, but I don't know which ones are better." Liu Jianye blushed a little in embarrassment. There are very few people who go into bookstores and don't know what books to buy, right?

"If you are just learning English, you can buy an English-Chinese dictionary and simple English reading materials." The clerk pointed to the English-Chinese dictionary on the shelf and the English books on another shelf next to it.

Liu Jianye took the English-Chinese dictionary and English reading materials according to the clerk's suggestion, and also took one when he saw a poster with English phonetic symbols next to it.When paying the bill, I thought of the original English movie CD. After asking the clerk, I found that the bookstore sold it, so I bought a few.When I checked out, I found that I bought so many things and spent less than 30 yuan, and I couldn't help feeling that it was so cheap.

Liu Jianye knew that this was actually because he hadn't changed from the consumption level before rebirth, and the average salary now is less than 80 yuan.He spent 30 yuan to buy the books this time, which is 3/8 of the monthly salary of the workers. If it weren't for the rare foreign language books, he wouldn't need so much money.

Holding the book Liu Jianye did not return along the road at night, but detoured to the largest vegetable market in Shuicheng County to buy some vegetables, and made a big meal for myself who had worked hard for more than a month.

Holding the book, Liu Jianye followed the flow into the vegetable market. It is morning, and it is the peak time for grocery shopping, and there are many people who come to buy vegetables.

Liu Jianye squatted down, put the books on his knees, and stretched out his hands to pick and choose at the vegetable stalls. Most of the vegetables now are grown by the vegetable farmers themselves, and not many people know how to use pesticides, so there are some insects on the vegetable leaves.

Liu Jian bought green vegetables and pork ribs at night, and went to the Hexian District to buy some shrimps before leaving the vegetable market.Just after leaving the vegetable market, I found someone buying wild honey at the entrance of the vegetable market. I was happy to buy all the honey before walking back.

Liu Jianye overestimated his own physical strength. He carried so many things, and within 10 minutes of walking, he felt pain in his fingers, and his arms began to ache. He had to stop and rest on the foot of someone else's wall for a while .

Liu Jianye put down the dishes in his hands, hugged the book, and sat on the steps, looking around with nostalgic eyes, this familiar and unfamiliar place has his good and bad memories.

Suddenly, Liu Jianye's eyes stopped at one place, his eyes were full of surprise, he never knew that there was an interest class there.With good eyesight, he could clearly see a wooden board next to the door, on which was written in black and white, calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting interest classes.

Liu Jianye didn't care about taking a rest anymore, and ran there as soon as he picked up the dishes.In the past, he had a foreman whose son was a college student. That college student once helped them write a recruitment notice on the construction site. Everyone praised his handwriting for being beautiful.Liu Jianye was full of envy when he heard it. He always wondered if he could write such beautiful calligraphy when he was in college.

Of course, a lot of news later said that contemporary college students are used to typing with various input software, and almost forgot how to write.Liu Jianye only found out that not all college students can write good calligraphy or calligraphy, but he still envies those who can write good calligraphy.

Liu Yandong, who teaches calligraphy, is an old man with gray hair. He was originally a university professor, but now he has retired and returned to Shuicheng County to retire.He couldn't stay idle at home. In order to relieve his boredom, his son opened an interest class in Shuicheng County to let him teach calligraphy. He didn't think about how much money he would make, just to let the old man have something to do and be happy.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Liu Yandong frowned and looked over, who knew who?Don't know how to practice calligraphy quietly?

A ten-year-old boy was standing at the door, holding a book in his left hand, and a pile of things in his right hand. Judging from the vegetable leaves protruding from the opening of the bag, he was undoubtedly carrying vegetables. He stood at the door and looked inside.Judging by his clothes, he doesn't look like someone who can't read books, so he likes calligraphy!There are not many children who like calligraphy nowadays.Liu Yandong thought to himself.

Liu Jianye realized later that there was a very dignified old man looking at him, his face flushed suddenly, and he subconsciously hid towards the door.But he couldn't bear to leave, so he sneaked a peek inside.

Liu Jianye thought that he was hiding well and would not be discovered, but he didn't know that half of the plastic bag outside the door had already exposed his whereabouts.

Liu Yandong didn't look outside the door anymore, he didn't want to scare the little kids outside, he checked the writings of the students around him back and forth, giving pointers from time to time.

Liu Yaoye watched outside for more than 20 minutes. The students in the interest class finally got out of class. Every student who left the classroom looked at Liu Yaoye with curious eyes.

When Liu Yandong came out, Liu Yaoye followed him until he entered another room and watched him sit down.Liu Yaoye walked quickly to the door and knocked lightly.

"Come in! I saw you standing by the door for a long time, do you like calligraphy?"

"I like it very much." Liu Jianye asked nervously, "Do you still accept students here?"

"Yes, you go to the first floor below to pay the fee, and you can come to class tomorrow."

"Thank you!" Liu Jianye happily ran downstairs, found a place to pay for the calligraphy class, saw that the calligraphy class only took up the morning time, thought about it, and signed up for the Chinese painting interest class in the afternoon.I went to the place recommended by the staff of the hobby class to buy pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and then went home with vegetables and books in my hands.

Before eight o'clock the next day, Liu Jianye went to the interest class and visited the calligraphy and painting hanging on the classroom wall. He had no education, so he thought it was beautiful, the calligraphy was beautiful, and the painting was also beautiful.Thinking that he could write such characters in the future, Liu Jianye was filled with excitement.

Liu Yandong, the teacher who teaches calligraphy, has met Liu Jianye before.But the aura with which he wrote made Liu Jianye very shocked.Start the pen with strength, the wrist is as flexible as a dragon, and the clouds and water are flowing in one go. Liu Jianye is so envious. This is many times better than the handwriting of his foreman's college student son. It feels as if the words are about to come out of the paper.

The teacher who taught traditional Chinese painting was also a grandfather named Yan Guocheng, who looked older than Liu Yandong, with silver hair, but very energetic, he was very serious and serious in teaching, and Liu Jianye respected him very much.

In the following holidays, Liu Jian went to the hobby class to learn calligraphy in the morning, Chinese painting in the afternoon, and practiced foreign languages ​​at home watching original English movies and English books in the evening. Her life was very fulfilling.