After his best friends left, Zhou Zhi began to proofread his article for the last time.

In the previous life, submitting articles was just a temporary game, but now it has become more serious, and the article has been changed from one to two.

The review will be completed soon, and now it is time to vote them out.

After explaining to his grandmother, Zhou Zhi went out.

In 1991, the small county town was already full of vitality. All the former stone roads had been replaced by cement roads. Although the urban area had not yet expanded, buildings were being built everywhere in the city.

The small county town is sandwiched between the Hongshui River and the entrance of the Yangtze River. The Hongshui River twists and turns under Mount Anle in the southwest, and finally merges into the Yangtze River, forming a triangle.

At the intersection of the two rivers, there is a large stone beach made of sand and gravel. The stone beach is submerged every year when the floods rise. The floods wash out various ditches and holes on the stone beach. After the water recedes, rainwater accumulates.

There will be water flies, tadpoles, small fish and shrimps, and a kind of aquatic beetle called "water turtle" growing in the water. It is a place where children in the county like to play.

There are roughly three roads in the county. One is the old stone road in Chengguan Town that has been used since ancient times. It runs along the wooden buildings and small brick buildings along the river, from Chishui River Pier to Zaoling Bridge.

That road is Zhou Zhi's favorite memory of the old city. Both sides of the street are antique, quiet and elegant.

Except for a few blue brick buildings, the rest are separated by wooden boards. In the morning, the door panels facing the street were removed, and there are small shops, small restaurants, and small teahouses.

Every once in a while, there will be a big banyan tree or old sweet-scented osmanthus tree on the roadside. There is a stone railing around the tree. It is also a place for residents to rest and chat. During festivals, many villagers will sit there and carry baskets on their backs.

Or put the vegetable picker in front.

There are some small courtyards also located on that road. Those were the mansions of wealthy families in the past, and were later distributed to several families.

Many of those small courtyards are very exquisite, with carved windows, carved stone foundations, painted pillars and carved beams, and some patios even have a large stone water tank.

On the side of the water tank, there are many curved depressions, which were made by people who lived in the small courtyard and used the water tank as a whetstone for decades.

Later, with the development of the small town, another road was built behind the wooden buildings on the side of the road away from the Yangtze River. Larger residential areas formed on both sides of the road, and Chengguan Town became Jiachuan County.

The road was first made of stone and later made of cement.

The main road was still built from Chishui River Pier to Zaoling Bridge. In the middle section of the main road, next to the site of the old Industrial and Commercial Bureau, another road was built to the south, connecting the bus station and the ferry terminal.

This section of road is called the New Highway and is the hub connecting the water and land roads in Jiachuan County.

Yang He's family is in Baimi Township on the other side of the river. Every time he goes home, he has to take a ferry on the new highway.

Later, the new highway continued southward and finally reached Egong Mountain on the outskirts of the city. Then it circled around the county seat and connected the Chishui River Pier and the New Highway Pier again, forming a loop.

Taking this ring line as a distinction, from the Chishui River Pier to the New Highway Pier, the urban construction within the ring line is changing with each passing day, forming a relatively modern new city.

The section from the new highway to Zaoling Bridge still maintains its original quaint appearance, appearing to be declining and dilapidated.

The people of Jiachuan use the flow direction of the Yangtze River as their distinction. They call the section of Xincheng Xiaguan Town and the upstream section Shangguan Town. In fact, in the real administrative division, Shangguan and Xiaguan are both one district, Chengguan District.

The post office Zhou Zhi wants to go to is right opposite the old site of the Xin Highway Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

It sounds like a big place, but actually it only takes ten minutes at normal walking speed.

So Jiachuan County is now a small sparrow with all the internal organs. Speaking of the actual core area, it is not as big as a large-scale university.

There were no taxis in the county yet, and Zhou Zhi's wounds had not recovered, so he raised his hand and hailed a three-wheeler.

I heard that when I went to the post office, the three-wheeled master was a little strange. How lazy is this guy?

It only took a few minutes and a dollar to arrive at the door of the post office.

The two articles are quite thick. I asked the staff at the post office and bought a large envelope from the staff. I also bought the stamps I needed for urgent needs. I wrote the address on the counter, affixed the stamps with paste myself, and sealed them.

The envelope was put into the big green mailbox next to it.

When he came out of the post office, it was almost time for the office to get off work. Zhou Zhi saw a few people in industrial and commercial uniforms, accompanying his father in a woolen coat who was coming out of the old industrial and commercial bureau, now the Chengguan Town Industrial and Commercial Office.

Zhou Zhi waved to that side, and director Liu Changzheng noticed it and reminded his father.

Dad hurriedly exchanged a few words with Liu Changzheng and came over with a big leather bag: "Zhou Zhi, why are you here? Didn't your Uncle Xinhua let you recuperate at home?"

"Uncle Xinhua also said that we should move more to avoid intestinal adhesion, so I went out for a walk."

Now my father is really in the prime of life, he still has thick black hair on his head, and he has an elegant temperament.

Dad was still wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with a pen pinned to the breast pocket, and a long woolen coat outside.

The material for the coat was sent by my cousin who worked in the Yuzhou Woolen Mill. At that time, there was a shortage of color TVs in Yuzhou, so I found my dad. My dad got him a ticket for a 21-inch Panda color TV in the county. My cousin

I happily took a boat from Yuzhou to move the color TV set and gave away a lot of woolen fabrics from the factory.

My cousin works as a worker in a woolen mill and is also a tailor in his spare time. He even taught Mrs. Zhang how to make a suit, which was also several years ago.

The woolen coat that dad is wearing is still made by Mrs. Zhang back then. It has a suit collar and looks very fit and handsome now.

Dad looked Zhou Zhi up and down, and then said: "That's it, let's call Sanwa back."

"Um."

The father and son went on three rounds, and then the father said: "It's convenient now. Do you know my pager number?"

"have no idea."

"Then remember it." The father reported a few numbers: "Remind your mother to call me in time if something like this happens in the future."

Pagers in this era were still a new thing, and counties were only equipped with them at the bureau level and above. They were still digital, and it cost more than a thousand for one.

Zhou Zhi in his previous life was still a heartless guy, but now he sighed secretly. It seems that this career crisis has actually dealt a big blow to his father.

Dad had never told Zhou Zhi the pager number before, because he thought it was assigned to him for work and had nothing to do with personal matters at home.

It's actually better to be like this now. It shows that dad's thinking has begun to change and is somewhat "transparent".

However, Zhou Zhi could not comfort him, so he only repeated the pager number: "Yes, I remember it."

"Just remember it." Dad began to care about Zhou Zhi's surgery again: "Is the wound okay? Did it hurt at the time?"

"It didn't hurt. I fell asleep on the operating table. I was woken up after the operation, and then I continued to sleep on the hospital bed."

"That's okay." Dad nodded: "But after all, I missed a few days of studying, so I still have to make up for it."

Zhou Zhi looked at his father in surprise, this... this...

"I know you are emotional about your mother's decision." Dad explained patiently: "But after all, times have changed. What the country urgently needs now is construction talents and research talents with science and engineering backgrounds."

"Of course, this is not to say that I am going to sing a high-key tone." Dad said: "This means that in the next few years, your employment direction will obviously be in the sciences, which will have a broader future than in the liberal arts."

"Besides, your science is not bad. If you work hard, there will be no problem. Originally, I wanted to wait for your final exam to see if your grades fluctuate before telling you this. Now... I can't grasp the situation.

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"Dad, actually... deep down in your heart, you want me to study liberal arts, right?"

Dad was stunned for a moment. This bastard of his had been stabbed. Why did he seem to have some changes in his thoughts?

"You cultivated my hobbies when I was a child and asked me to learn Chinese traditional culture and calligraphy from my fourth cousin. You also asked my godfather to guide me..." Zhou Zhi asked: "Actually, in your heart, you want me to study liberal arts, right?

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"But after studying liberal arts, it's really hard to find a job...it's hard to get into the public security, prosecutorial and judicial system, so what else is there except the education system?"

"How come teachers' salaries are in arrears now?"

Feeling that his words were inappropriate, my father quickly explained: "Last time you couldn't remember the politics test, and my father gave you half a day of tutoring and you got 90 points. What does this mean?"

"Doesn't this mean that I am smart and can learn liberal arts quickly?" Zhou Zhi asked.

"You are wrong." Dad shook his head: "This just shows the replaceability of liberal arts."

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't think that you are smart." Dad continued to speak earnestly: "If you choose liberal arts, even if you enter college, the things you learn in four years may be the same as when you took the politics exam. You can be recognized by others in a short time.

To catch up and surpass.”

"This will be detrimental to your future. Unless you can further your studies to a certain level in your profession, it will be irreplaceable."

"That must be a master's degree or a doctorate."

"But science is different. For national construction, science talents at all levels are needed."

"From researching supercomputers and colliders, to factories building bicycles, to building roads and building houses in the county... everything is needed and used everywhere."

"Even if you don't reach a high professional level, you can still find a job position that suits you."

"This is called a demand gap. The gap in liberal arts is very narrow, but the gap in science is very wide."

"Then what if I become irreplaceable like you said, dad?"

"Son, you are a bit too ambitious." Dad was very patient: "We still have to proceed from reality, our own achievements, and consider everything comprehensively."

"Your Chinese scores are pretty good right now, but the rest can only be considered above average, and you're barely close to a bachelor's degree."

"Except for language and math, which are all subject to examination, we don't care about your political studies, history and geology in the liberal arts, and the physics and chemistry students in the sciences. Your scores are still very average."

"That is to say, with your current grades, you can take either liberal arts or science."
Chapter completed!