Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 192 Young Teacher of Camellia Brigade
Before March 1979, Pengcheng was not called Pengcheng. It was just a county, called Baoan County.

On March 3 this year, the higher authorities approved the relocation of Baoan County into a city.

Since ancient times, this place has been a land of fish and swamps. The people have made a living mainly by fishing for generations, and their lives are difficult.

And its geographical location is extremely special.As we all know, in this era there was the saying of the "Four Asian Tigers", representing the four richest regions in Asia.

Hong Kong City is one of them.

Bao'an, the predecessor of Pengcheng, is connected to the Gangcheng Mountains and streams, and is integrated into one.

The highest peak in Bao'an is called Wutong Mountain, with an altitude of nearly 1000 meters. In this era, the mountain is full of skeletons and is extremely desolate and terrifying. It is self-evident why.

What kind of temptation is it to live in a land where one side is impoverished and the other side is feasting and reveling in life?

So even though countless painful lessons are in front of them, the local people still continue to move forward.

Of course, there are many successful ones.

According to incomplete statistics, from 1952 to 1979, more than 30 of the 8 people in Baoan crossed over.

Last year, Baoan also experienced a very serious natural disaster.

In the summer of 1978, the center of a super typhoon swept through Bao'an, causing 40 acres of farmland to be flooded and more than 500 houses to collapse. Many people died unfortunately. This led to more and more people giving birth to children who had crossed the past. idea.

Countless people drowned in the sea.

In order to solve this problem, in 1979, the 13 production brigades on the Shenzhen-Hong Kong line were designated as first-rich areas, allowing local people to conduct small-scale border trade with the port city.

This is what Li Jiankun calls the "Thirteenth Brigade".

This incident was also the beginning of the establishment of the special zone.

Yes, the special zone has not yet been established. It will not be until next year. At present, the development of Pengcheng is limited to the Shekou area.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

A tractor was driving slowly on a rural dirt road. Li Jiankun hired it for ten yuan, but it was not going smoothly.

Pengcheng is really poor these days. Let alone the city, there is not even a decent road. They walked out from Luohu Passenger Terminal and searched for people along the way. After walking a few miles, they said there was a small town ahead, which can be said to be Wangshan. A dead horse.

Fortunately, when he arrived at the town, a tractor came towards him, and Li Jiankun quickly stopped it.

Let the uncle driving the car take them to the [-]th Brigade.

Although he knew a lot of information, he still had no idea how the Thirteenth Brigade would go.When you go out these days, you first have to find a place to stay. Otherwise, you may have to sleep on the streets when it gets dark. Oh no, it's the wilderness here.

As for whether it would be awkward for them to go to the [-]th Brigade like this, Li Jiankun was not worried.

Although I have never experienced some things, I can tell by analyzing them with my brain: How can there be no businessmen with a keen sense of smell taking aim at this country's only privately tradable border trade zone?

There is a lot of room for maneuvering inside.

What kind of small-scale border trade doesn't involve much at a time, but when you add up to a small amount, doesn't it become a big deal?
Outsiders are not qualified to trade, so they won’t find local members to do it for them?

We can also get some clues from the uncle driving the car without saying a word.

Apparently, the Thirteenth Brigade often has merchants passing by, and the locals are no longer surprised.

The sun began to set in the west, and this trip took a whole day.

A winding creek appeared under the road ahead. The driver's uncle said in broken Mandarin: "Hey, we're actually here already. This one next to it is called the Camellia Brigade."

scented tea?

Li Jiankun thought to himself, it is a beautiful name.

Pengcheng is a Lingnan area with three major ethnic groups: Hakka, Cantonese and Chaoshan. The language family is complex, including Hakka, Cantonese, Chaoshan and Dapeng. After Li Jiankun arrived here, he was too lazy to play with his shallow Cantonese.

But this is nothing. Their Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialects are called killing people. The dialects of the two adjacent areas are completely different, which makes people look confused.

Therefore, the promotion of Mandarin is of far-reaching significance. In these remote areas with complicated dialects, it is more effective.To a certain extent, this also allows people to go out and equip themselves with communication skills.

"Are you going to the Camellia Brigade? If you want to go, it's the closest way, but there's no way."

"Master, stop." The eyes of Li Jiankun and the other five fell on a narrow river not far ahead, where a simple bridge was built with two logs side by side.

There will be people on and off the bridge.

On the bridge are carrot heads wearing dirty clothes and carrying small homemade schoolbags, crossing the bridge carefully and orderly.

The children all took off their shoes and carried them on their hands to give their feet more grip.

Under the bridge, in the river water up to the knees, there was a young man with his trousers rolled up high, white and clean, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, escorting the children across the river one by one.

"It should be the teacher." Xiao Wang said.

The five people jumped off the tractor, with a touch of respect in their eyes.It seems as if I saw myself as a child, and the teacher cared for them in this way.

Teachers in this era are not bad. The salary of rural teachers like this is not comparable to that of first-class workers in the city. They are educated people. The economic tide has set off. It is easier for them to find another job than others, which makes them What else can the person who still sticks to his position be besides love?

The tractor chugs away.

The carrot heads and the young teacher had already noticed the five people, but they didn't expect them to get off the car here, and they all looked at them with curiosity in their eyes.

Only then did Li Jiankun realize that this teacher was actually very handsome. Well, he was as handsome as Xiao Wang.

Belonging to the same type, a fair and elegant scholar.

"Do you want candies?" Luna took out a handful of candies from her pocket. She felt a little motion sick and bought them in Yangcheng before passing through Huizhou.

Then she would bend down, stretch out her hand, and point at the few little carrot heads that had crossed the river by the road, exuding the brilliance of motherhood.

The little carrot heads all had bright eyes, some were so hungry that they were so hungry, but they still stayed in place and looked at the teacher in the river.

"Thank you... uh, big sister." The young teacher gave Li Jiankun and others a kind smile.

The little carrot heads then stepped forward one after another, lined up, held up their little hands, and accepted the candies distributed by Sister Lu.

Because he has learned a lot from a young age, Li Jiankun mentally gave this handsome teacher a thumbs up. He is very good at teaching and educating people. He smiled and asked, "What's your surname, teacher?"

"Miangui, my surname is Lin."

"Teacher Lin, this is the Camellia Brigade, right? I want to ask if there is a place for the Brigade to stay. Look at the five of us."

Lin Yun had guessed what they were here for, but this business was very different from the previous ones. He asked uncertainly: "You guys are here to do business too?"

"That's it."

"Yes." Lin Yundao said. This is the rule of the brigade. When merchants come, they must be well received. Sometimes they even compete with other brigade, because these people are the gods of wealth.

After he finished speaking, he added, "If you are not in a hurry, please wait a moment and I will send the children over and take you into the brigade."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Lin."

"it's okay no problem."

Watching Lin Yun speeding up to escort the carrots across the river, Li Jiankun squatted down by the roadside and asked with a smile, "Teacher Lin, isn't this a kid from your brigade?"

"Well, there are other brigades nearby. They don't have teachers to teach them."

"Teacher Lin, you have worked really hard."

"Why is it so hard? Many people are unwilling to send their children to school. There are less than [-] children in several brigades, and the work is still impossible. How much can such a young child do to help the family? But the future will be inevitable This is the age of knowledge!”

Lin Yun said this with mixed emotions on his face, including anger, disappointment and regret.

Li Jiankun also had mixed feelings when he saw a teacher who disliked him for not being busy enough.

These days, everyone already knows that college students are very happy, and they will become national cadres after completing their studies. However, they are envious, and many people are very sure that their children are not that good, and they are not willing to even try.

For people like this, don't even expect them to have the idea of ​​"let the children learn some knowledge that will be useful in the future."

The so-called short-sightedness.

After another comparison, this teacher Lin seems to be very far-sighted. Isn't the future an age of knowledge?

(End of this chapter)