Six Zero: Cultivate the pillars of the country by relying on the Xixi system

After eating in a hurry at noon, I didn't care about other things, so I ran to the publicity department of the factory to see if there would be any relevant publicity in the newspapers of the past few years.

Instead, I ran into Mama Li, heard Li Wenwen's intentions, and dug out the newspapers from the past few years from the utility room. There was a layer of dust on the newspapers that had been stored for a long time.

Li Wenwen sneezed a few times from being choked by the dirt, and asked, "Mom, are they all mixed together?"

Li Ma nodded as a matter of course, "No, no one usually looks at this stuff, and I don't know what you girl want it for."

Li Wenwen was embarrassed by the words, he was already an adult, and Li's mother kept saying, "Mom, I am an adult."

"No matter how old you are, I'm also your mother. What's wrong with you." Li's mother also had plausible words.

Li Wenwen had no choice but to shut up and argue with his mother forever, "Mom, then I'll go first, you rest."

Li Wenwen and Li Jianjun both moved out after they got married. Li's father and Li's mother didn't cook much in the past two years. They usually ate at the factory, so Li's mother only met Li Wenwen today.

Li Wenwen moved a large pile of newspapers to his home with his bicycle, and when he went to the office, there would always be teachers who would ask him, so it would be easier to keep them at home.

Thanks to Li Wenwen's great strength, he was able to move all these up in one go.

Li Wenwen began to flip through the newspaper at a glance. After reading it like this, there have been quite a few accidents related to electricity in the past few years.

There have been fires caused by short circuits, and electrical explosions caused by fires at home, but this is the first case of a factory circuit fire.

Li Wenwen sorted all these relevant news together, and began to continue to organize his own articles. Halfway through writing, he saw that the time was almost up, and stopped again to wash his hands and prepare to go to school.

His hands were covered with dust from flipping through these old newspapers, and he combed his hair again. Li Wenwen walked towards school full of energy.

On the way from home to school, Li Wenwen unexpectedly encountered a group of people rushing into a house, surrounded by people.

The onlookers were all pointing, Li Wenwen pushed the cart and asked, "Auntie, what's the matter?" He pointed at the group of people.

The aunt was taken aback, then looked around, and said cautiously, "This man is an old yin and yang. Feudal superstition, no..." The aunt left after saying this.

Li Wenwen's originally cheerful heart was also covered with a layer of gloom, and seeing these powerless things made people sad.

Li Wenwen watched the old man's struggle from a distance, saw the group of violent young people, and didn't know what to say, so he rode his bicycle to school.

Seeing the elementary school children happily running around the school, making noise and chasing after each other, Li Wenwen's heart eased a lot. Fortunately, these children are still cute.

The thriving atmosphere of elementary school is really different from the turmoil on the road just now. It can fill people with strength, and even conflicts are cute little conflicts.

Even so, Li Wenwen couldn't help telling the students in the class not to follow those people on the street.

"What if you hurt yourself by pushing and shoving, you have to pay attention to safety." Li Wenwen can only say this, and he can't say too much, and he can't do things against the mainstream.

Li Wenwen thought of Wang Xiaohe's matter. She learned to paint with her master. She didn't know if there would be any accidents. She just wanted to call Wang Xiaohe, but Wang Xiaohe came by herself.

Seeing Li Wenwen struggling and apologizing, "Teacher, Master asked me to tell you that we are moving out."

Li Wenwen was surprised, "Are you going with me too? Can your parents agree?"

Wang Xiaohe said shyly, "I am the master's apprentice. In the past, I would have been a member of the master's family, and my parents, hey, my sister told me to follow the master, so I don't have to worry about her."

Li Wenwen looked at this ten-year-old girl, and she looked like a big girl. In the past few years, she has learned to paint, and she looks much more generous.

Indeed, it is definitely better for Wang Xiaohe to learn painting from a master than to follow her patriarchal parents.

"Where are you going to move?" Li Wenwen asked again worriedly.

Wang Xiaohe was also a little embarrassed this time, "Mr. Li, the master didn't say anything, just said that we will go to other places. Everyone there only knows that the master is a family member of a soldier, and they don't know that we have learned painting."

Apparently this girl already knew that learning to draw at this time was not a good thing, and she needed to hide it.

Li Wenwen sighed. He didn't know whether it was good or bad that she contributed to the fate of the master and apprentice at that time. Then he put on a smile again. Since the master decided to move, he must have a plan.She doesn't have to think too much.

Li Wenwen took out a notebook from the drawer and began to write vigorously, "May you grow up, be generous, live up to everyone's expectations." After a while, Li Wenwen couldn't think of too much, and wrote this sentence.

"The teacher didn't give you anything, so let's give you this book as a souvenir, so why don't you come to school tomorrow immediately?"

Tears welled up in Wang Xiaohe's eyes, "Thank you, teacher, for helping me, I know all about it, please trouble me, teacher."

Li Wenwen couldn't help being a little jealous, "What are you talking about, I'm a teacher's student. If you can help me, you must not stand on the sidelines. No matter where you go, you must study hard."

After speaking, he gently patted Wang Xiaohe's head. This child has grown from a skinny appearance to his current appearance, and people can't help but lament the passage of time.

Wang Xiaohe walked out with the notebook, Li Wenwen sighed, although being with the child was full of energy.

But looking at the crops of children, I really lament the passage of time. Even if I am a mother, but I keep talking about it every day, I unconsciously feel a lot of motherhood.

In the evening, Li Wenwen looked at the article he had written with satisfaction, copied it carefully, put it in an envelope, and prepared to submit it to the Gansu Daily tomorrow. The more people read the article, the better.

Li Wenwen also specially copied a copy and planned to give it to his mother tomorrow. The factory should do a good job of safety promotion to avoid accidents.

Li Wenwen rubbed his wrist, he hadn't written so many words for a long time, but he still felt satisfied.Satisfied after completing one thing, and thinking of helping others, I feel that the hard work of these two days is worth it.

On the second day, Wang Xiaohe's seat was indeed vacant. Li Wenwen was not used to it, and would occasionally call out Wang Xiaohe's name when answering questions.

This is the first time that there are fewer students in the class in the past few years. Usually, there are more people in the factory and some students transfer in.

Li Wenwen told the students in the class about Wang Xiaohe's transfer, and the others were also a little sad. Wang Xiaohe usually designed blackboard newspapers for the class, and later his lively personality made many friends in the class.

It was the first time for this group of children to experience the sadness of parting from their friends. The atmosphere in the class was a little more dull, and the cicadas outside the window were even more disturbing.