Teacher Li can divide a question type into several methods to teach, and draw lessons by analogy.

Teacher Du would come over occasionally, and sometimes he would listen enthusiastically and discuss things together, treating Lu Huaian's house as a second classroom.

Sometimes the two of them are not convinced by each other, and they will break down the topic and explain it in different ways.

In such high-intensity training, Lu Huaian has made great progress.

At first he couldn't even finish a test paper, but gradually he could barely draw an auxiliary line, and later he started to even try word problems.

Shen Ruyun has been very busy these days. Before the results of the competition came down, her classmates were arranged to take the college entrance examination.

This was July 7, 1981, the first day of their college entrance examination.

Next they have to take exams for three full days.

Since the students in this training class have never learned high school knowledge, and have only learned a bit of junior high school knowledge, they spend most of their time attending training classes, so they focus on Chinese and mathematics.

"Just going through the motions and seeing the world."

The performance does not affect the result, so everyone goes into battle lightly.

Shen Ruyun had a tape recorder before, which was also given by Lu Huaian, and she had listened to some English tapes.

This time there was a new tape recorder, and Zhou Lecheng wanted the old one, so he gave it to him.

Both of them are a little unfamiliar with English, so they got zero points by default.

Anyway, I have never studied it. At any rate, I can barely understand the questions in history and geography. I am not as confused as chemistry, so I applied for liberal arts.

After the test, Shen Ruyun didn't get the answer right, and she looked quite relaxed.

When she got home, Li Peilin was grading test papers and smiled when he saw her: "How was it?"

"It's not bad." Shen Ruyun wiped her sweat and poured herself a cup of tea: "Mathematics is relatively simple, and Chinese is not difficult either. I just can't understand a lot of English, so I just rely on guessing."

When I asked Zhou Lecheng, they were basically the same.

Li Peilin was not surprised and nodded: "You basically don't have to worry about math."

What he taught, of course he knew it in his heart.

Especially Shen Ruyun, she is too old. She was a teenager when she entered the literacy class, and she was older than many people in the class.

She also learns things quickly. Other children are still at level 1 or 2 after a few days of learning, but she can already think about and do simple subtractions.

After paying such attention, I realized that she was actually quite smart, so I simply took her out to speed up the progress alone.

After teaching for so many years, the teaching content had already exceeded the outline by an unknown amount, so when he first learned that she suddenly got married, he was actually a little angry.

For children in the mountains, studying is the only way to climb up. She sees that she will be admitted to junior high school after one more year of study. As long as she gets her junior high school diploma, she can at least stay in school and become a teacher. She doesn't have to marry in the mountains. What is painful is the reincarnation of parents again.

Fortunately, she married a good man.

"Teacher Li, I saw the composition question in your book."

Li Peilin came to his senses and said, "Which book?"

Several people were discussing happily when Lu Huaian came back.

Seeing him coming back, Shen Ruyun happily greeted him: "I'm back!"

He put his arms around her and walked inside. Lu Huaian casually asked a few questions about the exam.

Shen Ruyun answered one by one and asked him what he had done just now.

"Oh, it's nothing. The new machine at the textile factory has started running. Let me go over and have a meal." Lu Huaian said lightly.

In fact, when a textile factory suddenly purchases a new machine, Huaiyang is the first to notice it.

Minister Deng even went to the factory director immediately and asked to sign a contract. The fabric produced by this new machine would only be provided to Huaiyang.

None of them are fools.

The machines in the textile factory are somewhat old, and minor flaws in the fabrics produced are always unavoidable.

Now that the new machine is turned on, the raw materials will be screened more carefully, and the quality of the fabrics produced will be greatly improved.

The factory director called him over this time, using Noah's name to politely reject the idea of ​​Huaiyang's family being the dominant one, but he still signed a contract for both of them.

Fabrics are delivered as usual, with a mix of old and new.

"This factory director has some brains. Minister Deng signed the contract readily today. I guess he will fall out when autumn comes."

Shen Ruyun was a little strange: "Why?"

It's a bit funny to think about it. Lu Huaian raised his eyebrows: "Because the contract specifically stated what kind of fabric it was made of."

All the other fabrics inside were written on it, except Mao Ni.

Lu Huaian did not sign the contract and said he did not have many requirements for the fabric.

Minister Deng thought he was scared, so he pretended to be happy and drank two more drinks.

Shen Ruyun had always been interested in their business matters. She had heard about them before, but now it made sense: "The factory director will probably blame him."

"who cares."

A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

He has to step into the hole dug by the textile factory. Who should blame him?

They chatted and cooked the meal.

After eating, Li Peilin remembered something: "You were in a hurry during the day, and I forgot to tell you."

Lu Huaian was a little surprised: "What?"

"Your essay is the first test paper written for you." Li Peilin smiled and looked forward to it: "I plan to help you submit the essay. Recently, schools have been recommending it, and many new newspapers have been published. You are very famous. It may not be published, but if the new newspaper lacks manuscripts, you can still try to get it, do you think it’s okay?”

Contribute?

Lu Huaian had read a lot of newspapers, but he never thought that an essay he wrote could be published in a newspaper: "Haha, this is impossible, no one will accept it."

Seeing Li Peilin insisting, he nodded indifferently: "It's up to you, I feel no one wants it."

What I wrote was purely a description and discussion of the matter.

It's a narrative, but it's not an argumentative essay, and it's not rigorous enough.

If Lu Huaian said it himself, there is no difference between him and Li Peilin.

He didn't take this matter seriously, he was as busy as a spinning top every day.

Fortunately, Uncle Qian and Gong Hao were helping with the business side of things, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep busy.

After the college entrance examination is the high school entrance examination. After Zhou Lecheng took the high school entrance examination, he planned to return to the village.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Uncle Qian even came here to see him off, holding Guoguo in his arms.

"Guoguo, do you want to go back with your brother?" Zhou Lecheng teased her.

"I don't want it!" Guoguo turned around and hugged Uncle Qian's neck, reluctantly.

The last time he went back, Qian's father and Qian's mother wanted him to leave Guoguo in the village and not bring him back.

Uncle Qian also knew that she was scared, so he kicked Zhou Lecheng: "Don't tease her, Guo Guo is a good boy, you can't do it, dad is here!"

"Haha, I was wrong, I was just kidding!" Zhou Lecheng bought sour plum candies, and Guoguo ignored him.

Lu Huaian was afraid that he would not be able to make it for lunch, so he pushed him into the car: "Hurry up, be careful on the road, be cautious, don't get on the wrong bus on the way."

"Do not worry!"

Now thinking back to what happened when he first came out, Zhou Lecheng felt a little scared.

Now he has learned a lot. Like Lu Huaian, he puts his money in several places and only books in his schoolbag.

After seeing him off, Shen Maoshi drove them all back.

Song Dehui sat under the big tree at the entrance of the village and looked at them with a smile.

"It's amazing." Uncle Qian sighed, and got out of the car with Guoguo in his arms: "Uncle Song is good and bad at the moment, sometimes he is sober, sometimes he is confused, and he doesn't know what's going on."

Lu Huaian didn't know what was going on, so he thought for a moment: "It happens to be early today, why don't you take him to the hospital for a checkup?"

Shen Ruyun and Shen Maoshi happened to be there. They said that they were his children and coaxed them into the car.

When I got to the hospital for examination, the doctor was shocked.

"Here, there is something in his head..."

There is a piece of shrapnel in his head, I don't know how many years ago.

The doctor couldn't explain this situation and could only hesitantly guess: "This may be due to strong stimulation, which causes the nerves to be compressed and becomes more compressed, causing memory disorders. Once the mood relaxes, it may recover again. Say no.

good."

"Then can you take out the shrapnel?"

The doctor was able to answer clearly: "No, the location of this card is quite subtle. Judging from the scars, it should have been tried to take it out, but it failed... At this age, don't bother."

Since I have lived for so many years, the shrapnel will not affect my movement, so why bother.

If you really have to go to the operating table, you may not be able to come down.
To be continued...